Chapter 323

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The driver didn't respond warmly:

"Hey, big sister, which workshop are you from?"

He just continued to drive his car safely and steadily. When it was time to step on the brake, he stepped on the brake, and didn't even change lanes to overtake. He waited in the back orderly.

Zhou Zedu was a little curious. If this Yin car goes through directly, can it still be touched?

The next moment,

The bus stopped at the traffic light,

Wait for the red light!

Boss Zhou smiled at the corner of his mouth and said, "this ghost driver drives more carefully than living drivers."

Little Luoli didn't think so, and said as she fingered her ear:

"It's all the shady cars driven by drivers who died in car accidents in their previous lives."

"Oh."

no wonder.

Because he died in a car accident,

So I know more about awe.

Zhou Ze remembered the coquettish Mercedes Benz he had been racing with not long ago,

The final result was that he was overturned by himself and Thomas whirled to the ground.

Zhou Ze took the paper car of the dead man last time. Strictly speaking, the paper car was a black car in the underworld, belonging to unlicensed business.

Although the traffic police can't control him, it's an unruly behavior after all.

But this car should be regarded as the bus of the underworld. Both passengers and drivers showed a high quality and level.

Zhou Ze also saw that there was no ghost on the car. Except the driver, who may be an exception, other passengers with yellow oilpaper umbrellas on the car can tell that under the heavy rouge on their faces, there is paper white.

On the bus, people are fat and thin, beautiful and intelligent, both men and women, and they are all "express" burned by living people to the ground.

The taste is really unique.

Zhou Ze doesn't know that those who burn men go down, obviously not in the style of a servant, but wearing fashionable clothes and sunglasses. Is this sent down by filial sons and grandchildren for their father or their mother?

It's really considerate.

"Those who can burn things are not ordinary people." Seeing that Zhou Ze was enjoying it everywhere, little Luoli explained.

"Huh?"

"Either the dead are not ordinary, or the living are not ordinary.

The equality of all creatures is not only a nonsense on earth, but also a privilege class carnivore everywhere, even more serious in hell. "

"Then I really want to go to the depths of hell." Zhou Ze said.

After all,

Every time he went to hell, he just walked around at the beginning of huangquan road. At most, he said hello to the faceless woman under the pool over there. He really hadn't gone deep.

"Sometimes, it's the most comfortable to rub outside, so you at least have fantasy, passion and impulse."

Little Luoli stretched,

"If you go in, you will tremble with fear, and it will be tasteless."

Zhou Ze frowned,

Why does this explanation sound so dirty?

Little Luoli smiled and continued, "the most important thing is that we are the lowest level civil servants. In reality, civil servants who go deep into the grass-roots level are often the hardest pressed. If you still have a bad life and have formed a group of people to get rid of poverty with any family in the poor Valley.

And we, the grass-roots civil servants in hell, even if we kill each other, as long as we don't go too far, the hell division can turn a blind eye, which is completely laissez faire.

I'm not afraid of your jokes. Don't mention you. I'm the same with me. I haven't been to most places in hell, because if you go to some places, they can directly perfunctory and try to deal with you and those dead souls together, regardless of whether you are one of them or not. "

"It's really a bitter tear."

Boss Zhou suddenly felt that being a civil servant didn't seem so good. He still had the most comfortable time in his bookstore, basking in the sun and drinking coffee every morning.

"Is this the express car?" Zhou Ze asked again.

"Yes, we have a special identity, but we can rub a car. This is also because the two ghosts in Changzhou are more lazy to take care of things than you. After all, Liu Chuyu is a new man, and you can see his home. It has not formed a dojo atmosphere at all. Unlike our bookstore, it has formed its own aura pattern, and the dead will come by themselves.

If you get rid of zombies and the living dead in the bookstore, the business may be better. "

Little Luoli didn't forget to give Bai Yingying some eye drops at this time.

At this time, the car stopped and the door opened.

Many people came up,

Dressed in all kinds,

There is a handsome little maid dressed by ancient people,

There are servants who look like turtles,

Of course, there are also trendy ones,

Even Matt's killer,

All kinds of,

Dozens of people came up,

And these people also carry mahjong tables made of paper,

A big bundle of apples x,

Wait for these gifts.

The carriage was packed to the brim, and Zhou Ze was also crowded with people.

These people don't speak, let alone ask to give up their seats. In fact, they are not people, so they appear very regular. Crowded is crowded, but everyone is quiet, and the body shape of the standing people also sways with the restart of the bus,

It was like a cart of seaweed, waving neatly.

Reached out and touched his chin,

Unfortunately, these things can't be recorded by mobile phones and electronic devices,

Otherwise, send a video,

Should it be hot?

"This car is so slow." Little Luoli complained.

"It doesn't matter if you don't spend money." Zhou Ze felt at ease.

"Automatically deduct banknotes." Little Luoli gave Zhou Ze a white look.

"Master, drive faster, there is no oil!"

Staggering, I finally walked more than half the way, not far from Liu Chuyu's home. Zhou Ze looked out the window, and it was still raining heavily.

"Is it raining over Tongcheng?" Zhou Ze said.

"Tongcheng is closer to the sea than Changzhou, and it must be worse than here. My father just sent me a wechat, saying that he took my mother to travel in Shanghai. Tonight, he planned to take me to the 80000 people stadium to watch the match between Shanghai and Evergrande, but it was postponed because of the typhoon warning."

"Your dad, they're not in the sanatorium?"

"No, he's going to take her out for a trip."

"Well, going out for a walk may be good for recovery."

"Bullshit, I guess I gave up treatment." Little Luoli shook her head. "Obviously, she is a very powerful psychologist, but as a result, she can't even cure her wife's disease. The sense of loss in this should be huge."

Zhou Ze nodded.

"So when someone comes to the bookstore and tells me where they got in a car accident or died in the tsunami, I won't feel any accident."

"You mean..."

"It's normal to die together."

"Not at all."

Zhou Ze still knows something about Wang Ke. Some things may be distorted and changed with the experience of life, but some traits in his bones are difficult to die out.

We are all orphans, so we all know that it is lucky to grow up alive, so we won't end our lives easily.

"I'm just preparing for the worst. I can see her dead, but if he dies, I'll be very sad."

Zhou Ze didn't ask so many who "he" meant, and the bus stopped again.

"Click............."

The door opens,

Stopped for a long time,

No one got on the bus,

The driver didn't rush,

Just open the door and wait.

Zhou Ze and Xiao Luoli looked out the window at the front of the car,

It was an old man who was about the same age as Lao Dao, but the maintenance was far worse than Lao Dao.

Taoist priest, the more alive the goods are, the more demon they become,

Good waist, good kidney, good work,

It is said that many manufacturers want to invite Lao Dao to endorse health products after watching the live broadcast of Lao Dao,

But they were all rejected by the Taoist priest. The Taoist priest didn't want to jump into the health care product pit. In his words, it would be embarrassing if a ghost came in one night sitting in the bookstore, saying that he went to hell early because he ate the health care product you endorsed.

The old man was so thin that he was only skin and bones. He didn't get on the car. Although the car was parked in front of him, he still sat on the road teeth and carefully knitted his bamboo basket.

"Is it a ghost?" Little Luoli asked.

Zhou Ze shook his head, "No."

"What's that? With such a big license plate, the driver has a bad temper. Although he let us get on the bus, he didn't even say hello.

Now I'm willing to wait here for others to weave bamboo baskets and get on the bus. "

"It seems like a dead soul."

"How can the dead get on this car?"

"A little familiar." Zhou Ze frowned. "This old man seems to have seen him somewhere a while ago."

"Hey, driver, can't you leave? I'm still in a hurry to go home early and cook for my children!"

Little Luoli shouted discontentedly.

The driver was unmoved.

"I gather together. Why, is it that the patrol or the judge came out to pay a private visit?" Little Luoli is also a little suspicious.

Finally,

The old man knitted the bamboo basket, carried it on his back, and got on the bus from the front door.

The driver closed the door, but didn't start in a hurry.

Instead, he took the initiative to help the old man open the way and escorted him walking in the crowded carriage,

All the time,

Came to Zhou Ze and little Luoli.

The driver's face is iron blue. At first glance, he looks like he has been dead for a long time. However, he is wearing a uniform and can't be seen anywhere else.

He stretched out his hand and pointed to little Luoli,

Direct channel:

"Give up your seat to the old man."

"........" little Luoli.

holy crap

Is there a mistake,

Yin car, you also engage in moral kidnapping?

Now close, the breath perception is clearer, and little Luoli can conclude that the old man is really just an ordinary ghost.

Just about to publish,

Zhou Ze reached out and pressed little Luoli's shoulder, got up with a smile and motioned to give up his seat.

The old man thanked Zhou Ze,

Sat down,

Seeing the old man sitting down, the driver walked back and restarted the bus.

"Hey, boss, don't take such advice. Although our ghost is not popular in the underworld, it's not as good as giving up our seats to the dead on the underworld car, is it?

On the contrary, the ghosts dare to play privileges in front of ghost guards? "

Zhou Ze handed the mobile phone to little Luoli,

Little Luoli took a look at the screen,

Stunned for a moment.

This is a news a few days ago:

"The gangster threatened the girl with a knife, and the girl struggled to escape and asked for help from the 70 year old Deng who was sitting at the door of her home doing work;

Deng took the initiative to fight with the gangster, and the girl was able to escape. Deng, who was in his seventies, was stabbed to death by the gangster.

It is reported that,

Deng's family conditions are not good, and he still needs a 70 year old to weave bamboo baskets to earn money to support his family. "

After reading the news,

Look at the old man sitting down and putting it in the bamboo basket at his feet,

There is a neat certificate of "heroes for righteous deeds" issued by the local government.

Little Luoli stopped talking and complaining.

After all,

Such privileges,

It really makes people speechless,

It's unreasonable to say.

PS: this story takes place in Shilu village, Tianping Town, Teng County, Guangxi. The murderer has been sentenced to death. Local governments at all levels have commended the old hero and awarded solace money.