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"Um, did I guess wrong?"
The dwarf old man tilted his head,
"The Taoism has regressed again, alas."
The dwarf old man took out a cigarette and smoked it on his own, feeling very melancholy.
Zhou Ze calmed down a bit, he couldn't say, how reasonable is your calculation?
"Old man, I came here to ask about ghost messengers."
"Ghost messenger?" The dwarf old man frowned, "I said you young man has nothing to do with ghost messengers, those people are not so easy to get along with, you should avoid them when you meet them.
It is a great opportunity for you to have a physical body and be able to come back to life, so just enjoy yourself. "
The old man said very incomprehensibly.
Zhou Ze frowned slightly. The old man in front of him couldn't tell that he was a ghost?
Although he was a temporary worker, judging from the methods the old man deduced before, he was definitely not half-baked, but he failed to discover his identity as a ghost at all.
Does this mean that little Lori really treats herself as a temporary worker, and besides the so-called "gate of hell", she actually has other important things that she didn't give herself at all?
Xu Qinglang once said that the loli came and went in a hurry, she definitely didn't really want to take over the shift, she just had something to do, so she took herself as a free young man for the time being.
As for the reason for arresting myself as a strong man, it's also very simple, isn't it because I value that I won't take the initiative to cause trouble, and won't cause trouble for her when I'm on the shift?
But this identity, Zhou Ze must master, he has already had one life ruined, this life, he must completely hold it in his hands, and the identity of ghost messenger is the best amulet, let him It won't be reduced to a black household in fear all day long.
Zhou Ze spread his palms towards the old man, allowing the sign to be displayed in front of the old man.
The old man's face froze immediately, and then his breathing slowed down for a moment. At the same time, his eyeballs "walked" and then suddenly realized:
"I see, that girl with a long tongue pulled you out of the class."
The dwarf old man, with his hands behind his back, circled back and forth on the mound, as if he was thinking about something, and Zhou Ze didn't make a sound to disturb him.
Finally, the old man asked again: "What do you mean by asking the old man about the ghost messenger?"
"For the harmony of hell and the peace of the world, I will better contribute my strength."
"Oh." The old man shook his head and nodded again, "Hey, this old man knows what you want to do. You want to replace that girl with a long tongue?"
Zhou Ze did not refute,
Not rebutting means acquiescing.
"There is no solution, and it is very simple." The dwarf old man pondered, "For the sake of the many gifts you brought me tonight, I will tell you."
"All ears."
"In the Confucian Temple, all the saints live, the saints are above, people walk the world, ghosts go to the bridge of Naihe, the saints can see clearly at a glance.
You said, is this the reason? "
"Yes." Zhou Ze nodded.
"The long-tongued girl gave you this key, which is equivalent to giving you half of your identity, but she can take it away at any time." The dwarf old man mused, "But as long as you enter the Confucian Temple, I will pray to the saint myself, and you will be there again." The sage expresses his position in front of him, makes a guarantee, and expresses his determination.
That is to say the beautiful words you said before, and say them even more beautifully. As long as one of the saints nods, your identity will be confirmed.
However, there is one thing that needs to be avoided. The saint's eyes are like a torch, and he has insight into everything. Once you have evil thoughts in your heart, or do something extraordinary in the future, then you will be sanctioned not only by the law of the underworld, but also by the wrath of the saint! "
The dwarf old man looked serious.
"Is it that simple?" Zhou Ze asked back.
"How difficult it is." The dwarf old man sighed, "If you want to get the favor of a saint and give you an identity, this can only be a way, a way to try it out."
Zhou Ze nodded and said, "Then try it."
The dwarf old man walked to the entrance of the Confucian Temple and blew a breath into it. There was a "click" sound from behind the door. It should be that the latch of the big mahogany door fell.
"You go in first, talk carefully in front of the statue of the saint, and then, the old man will make arrangements for you."
Zhou Ze stretched out his hand and pushed open the door, looked at the dwarf old man beside him, saw him standing there still, and said a little strangely:
"The old man won't go in with me?"
?Let me do the final calculation just now, go to your Liuwei Dihuang Wan!
You let the old man figure out that you are inseparable from the death of my last generation of descendants!
This is the cause of your creation, and today you will take over the fruit!
?The old man exchanged sixty years of merit for accompanying you,
You deserve it! You are not bad! "
"That descendant of yours died on the operating table?" Zhou Ze asked behind the wall.
"No, he didn't die on the operating table, he died in a car accident."
The dwarf old man wiped his tears. Although his figure was much blurred, his tears seemed to be stained with blood red spots.
"I didn't drive a car in my previous life."
Zhou Ze also wanted to say that he was also killed by a car in his previous life.
"That bastard who drove drunk, he should have died, and his lifespan should have expired, but you insisted on saving him on the operating table, and forced him to survive for half a month!
In the end, when his time came, he died in a car accident while drunk driving, but it also implicated my lovely great-great-great-great-grandson, who also passed away in the car accident.
you say,
Is this your cause and effect?
Is this your fault!
Is this a debt you owe! "
"Your brain circuit is really powerful." Zhou Ze sighed.
The dwarf old man who slowly regained his composure from the agitated state of revenge at the beginning suddenly discovered a very strange thing. It stands to reason that he had lost a hundred years of accompanying merit and asked a saint in the Confucian Temple to open his eyes once.
According to the usual urinating nature of those mud-bodied saints, they are lazy to death on weekdays. As long as there are ghosts in front of their eyes, even the real ghosts can be killed together, let alone the real Zhou Ze?
Shouldn't Zhou Ze right now, under the gaze of the saint, his soul collapsed, his soul drifted away, and he was suffering from great pain?
Why do you keep your tone relaxed every time you respond to yourself?
This is not right,
This is not right!
"How can you be okay, how can you be okay!"
The dwarf old man suddenly roared,
He has completely ruined the merits of a six-year-old attendant!
Zhou Ze came out from behind the other side of the wall,
Looking at the dwarf old man.
The Confucian Temple is surrounded by a rectangular wall. When Zhou Ze spoke, he stood outside the wall on the other side, so when the dwarf old man stood at the main entrance, it sounded like Zhou Ze was talking to himself while standing in the temple.
The dwarf old man looked as if he had been shocked by an electric shock, and looked at Zhou Ze who appeared outside the Confucian Temple with disbelief.
"Why are you outside, how did you come out!"
Zhou Ze pouted his lips to the back and said:
"You have been in this unit for so long,
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