Midnight Bookstore
/ Midnight Bookstore Chapter 148 – Book of Life and Death!
“So, do you feel that this is retribution?”
Zhou Ze looked at the man. To be honest, to this man, and even to his son who had turned into a ghost like his father and still remained in the Yang Realm,
Zhou Ze had no sympathy at all.
What people do, the heavens watch. The cycle of karma, retribution.
“What retribution? I don't believe that this is retribution. I carried my own poison, took the risk, and earned my own money. What retribution is there?”
“Many people had their families ruined because of the drugs you sold in. Their wives and children were separated. Although they were evil and went astray, you could not escape the original sin.
Zhou Ze raised his hand, and the Gates of Hell opened.
To be honest, when it came to this kind of person, oh no, this kind of ghost, there was nothing else to say. He was too lazy to say anything else.
The son's soul was forcibly pulled over by Zhou Ze. He wanted to struggle, but he could not escape Zhou Ze's control. He was directly sent into the Door to Hell.
Zhou Ze was not in a hurry to look at his identification book. Instead, he grabbed the husband's soul. The husband's soul seemed to have accepted his fate and did not struggle. He only looked at Zhou Ze coldly with a hint of mockery.
“There are many people who have done bad things in this world. Good people don't live long, but bad people live for a thousand years.
How many people really get their retribution? ”
Zhou Ze did not retort. He grabbed him and sent him into the Door to Hell.
Everything was settled.
Zhou Ze opened his identification book. The word “temporary” had disappeared and was replaced by “ghost errand”.
It had been corrected.
Finally, he was no longer a temporary worker who was in danger.
At that moment, Zhou Ze had the simple joy and pride that people had when they entered the system and obtained the so-called iron rice bowl ten to twenty years ago. He felt like he had reached the peak of his life and had become a superior person.
Flipping to the next page, a sentence appeared:
He was originally a passerby of the mortal world, but even when he came, there was no end to him.
However, blindness in the eyes and blindness in the heart made one's fortune and life cold.
Please let Jun Mo have the money. His family has already been ruined.
The three lines of the sentence summarized the life of the husband's deceased soul. As for the ghost son who was shot to death, because Zhou Ze took him in first, he was considered to be the one who made Zhou Ze become an official. And because Zhou Ze was the ghost husband who was adopted later, the first sentence after the official sentence was the ghost husband's.
The meaning of the sentence was very simple. For this man, if there were no accidents, he should be able to live a normal life. However, he was blinded by greed and completely destroyed all of his hard-earned fortune. In the end, not only did he go bankrupt, but even his children and family were implicated by him.
Walking out of the house that was arranged in the garage, the old Daoist priest's heart felt heavy. This house was filled with dolls, and this man was leading the three children to escape from the woman from the village.
Sigh…
How pitiful.
How pitiful.
The old Daoist priest raised his head and saw Zhou Ze stretching before him. He seemed to be in a good mood, and he did not seem to be upset by the family's opportunity.
“It's finally official.”
Zhou Ze said in a low voice. He did not think so before, but recently, he had been stuck at 99% of his results. It was really quite a torture.
Now that his performance table was refreshed again, it was three-quarters of a thousand.
This meant that if he wanted to become a constable, he would have to find a few ghost servants like the little loli to serve him as a constable. Just based on his performance alone, he would have to walk a long distance.
“Boss, that family is really pitiful.”
After leaving the neighborhood, the old Daoist priest could not help but ask.
“Pity what?”
“The woman and the three children will have a hard time in the future.”
“You can do whatever you want. When they relied on crime to thrive, they didn't even think of buying you a Meituan Food Delivery.”
“Er…” The old Daoist felt that what the boss said made sense, but it also seemed unreasonable.
“When their family was rich, their eldest son could easily suck D, and the children could wear new clothes and use expensive toys to go to a better school. His wife could also wear gold and silver.
Since they were enjoying life together, they had to settle down when they were in trouble. Wasn't that the reason?
The dirty money earned by the trafficker D consumed the most karma. It was satisfying for a moment, but it was retribution for a lifetime. This was fate, and it was his own doing. There was no need to pity others.
I think you should take pity on yourself. You ate so many steamed buns made of paper. Will you be fine? ”
“Boss, don't mention that again…”
Before the old Daoist could finish,
Suddenly, he let out an extremely smelly fart.
It was a beautiful scene.
Just like the reflection of the moon in the spring.
It was so frustrating.
“Boss, wait a minute. I need to find a place to relieve myself. I can't hold it in anymore.”
After the old Daoist priest said that, he did not have time to look for the toilet. He went straight to a nearby haystack.
After a quarter of an hour, the old Daoist priest returned with his legs dangling. It was obvious that he was about to collapse from the exertion. It was no wonder. He had eaten too many steamed buns. If someone else had accidentally eaten that steamed bun, they might have had a stomachache. However, the old Daoist priest had personally seen what a steamed bun was. It was a double stimulation to the spirit and physiology that directly led to the current situation.
The two of them returned to the car. Just as the old Daoist priest was about to drive off, he immediately held his stomach and said, “I can't take it anymore. I have to go again.”
When the old Daoist priest walked back, his face turned pale.
“Damn it, they deserve it. This family deserves it!”
The old Daoist priest did not sympathize with that family at all.
This was a response. Most people's kindness was from their own perspective.
Zhou Ze sat in the driver's seat. He did not dare to let the old Taoist priest drive anymore. The last time Zhou Ze died in a car accident, he did not want to do it again.
“I'll take you to the hospital.”
The old Daoist priest nodded. He had to go to the hospital. Otherwise, he might lose his life.
The sky had just cleared for a while in the morning, but it started to rain again soon after. Recently, the weather had indeed changed a lot, making it hard to understand.
Zhou Ze drove the car into the parking lot of the People's Hospital and accompanied the old Daoist priest for consultation. He did not know if Doctor Lin was here, and Zhou Ze did not intend to go and take a look.
Ever since the incident with his sister-in-law, he had not contacted her. This relationship could be broken just like that. It would be meaningless if it could not be cut.
The old Daoist took the glass to the toilet to pull the thing for testing. Zhou Ze sat on the bench outside and took out the notebook. He did not dare open it and played with it.
The picture of the black cat on the back of the notebook was clearer than before, and when you looked at it, you would feel like it was staring at you.
People came and went in the hospital. Not long after Zhou Ze held the notebook in his hand, the notebook would start to stir. It was very soft, but it could be clearly transmitted into Zhou Ze's mind through the touch of his fingers.
Zhou Ze noticed that the notebook in the hands of patients or patients pushed by stretchers would tremble slightly when they walked past him.
This was a big discovery. Looks like this notebook could predict the life and death of the people around it. When those who were dying or dying passed by it, the shaking became more intense. It was a reminder to the people around its master that they were about to die.
At that moment, his phone rang. Zhou Ze picked it up. It was Bai Yingying.
“Boss, are you okay?” Bai Yingying asked anxiously.
“Very good. Why?” Zhou Ze asked.
“Xiao Ke has found the location of the Japanese priest. She's waiting for you at the bookstore. She's worried about your safety, afraid that something might happen to you.”
In the bookstore, when she said these words, Bai Yingying deliberately glanced at the little loli sitting in front of her.
The loli was so angry that her mouth swelled!
She was very angry. Even the dumbest person could tell that Bai Yingying was giving herself a hard time in front of Zhou Ze!
That was why women were born to be palace warriors. Even the silly Bai Yingying could become a self-taught genius and surpass everyone else in the path of gaining favor.
Wu wu wu!
“Haha.” Zhou Ze laughed. Of course, he could tell what Bai Yingying meant.
The little loli wanted him dead.
Of course.
Just like how he had hoped that the little loli would encounter an accident in Chengdu and not return.
“I'll be back soon. The old Daoist ate something wrong, so I'll accompany him to the hospital.”
“Okay, boss. Love you, sob sob sob.”
After hanging up the phone, Bai Yingying looked at the little loli like she was demonstrating.
The cute little girl raised her nose to the sky and snorted.
“Ha, childish.”
“I don't know who's being childish, but I can bet with you. If anything happens to Boss, he'll definitely drag you down with him before he dies, but he won't drag me down.”
Lolita.
Scheming b*tch!
A scheming zombie!
“Because someone has to be there to give the boss a funeral,” Bai Yingying said calmly. “The boss said that he did not want normal people to give him a funeral. He did not want to experience the experience of being sent to the crematorium even though he was not dead.”
On the hospital bench, Zhou Ze scrolled through Weibo in boredom and found a big piece of news. It was that there was a natural disaster caused by tornadoes and hailstones in Yan City next to Tong City.
Jiangsu's geographical location was very good. All along, there were very few earthquakes or other natural disasters. Locally, it was just a flood on a rainy day in a farm. However, this time, the tornado attack really made everyone in Jiangsu feel helpless.
When Sichuan was hit by an earthquake, many commoners in Chengdu were used to it. They even moved the tables and chairs out in an orderly manner and placed them in an empty space without any buildings to continue playing mahjong until the aftershock ended.
However, the Jiangsu people were really inexperienced in such extreme natural disasters.
Some doctors and nurses started to run like something was happening.
Doctor Lin, who was wearing a white coat, ran past Zhou Ze. Then she stopped and looked at him in surprise.
“Why are you here?”
Doctor Lin had lost a lot of weight compared to before, and the clothes on her body looked a little too big. The loss of a beauty was the most worrying, and it made one's heart ache.
“To see a friend,” Zhou Ze replied.
“There was a tornado in the neighboring city, and many people were injured. Our hospital needs to organize medical support there. I'll be leaving soon.
By the way, I've signed the divorce agreement and sent it to your bookstore, but you haven't returned. ”
“Oh, my bookstore moved,” Zhou Ze explained.
“Okay, we'll talk about this when I get back.”
Doctor Lin left in a hurry. The people there had already gathered and were ready to leave.
Zhou Ze slowly stood up.
His expression was grave.
It was not because Doctor Lin had been talking about the divorce agreement since their first meeting. In fact, it was a relief for both parties.
Most importantly,
When Doctor Lin was talking to her earlier,
The notebook in his hand started to tremble violently.
After Doctor Lin left him, the notebook suddenly became quiet again.
This meant that…
She might die immediately!
Chapter end
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