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"You have been in this unit for so long,
Don't you know that you can actually go through the back door here? "
The back door here does not refer to the unspoken rules of interpersonal relationships, but refers to the fact that the Confucian Temple does have a back door besides the front door.
In this world, there is no love for no reason, and a pie in the sky can kill a person according to mechanical calculations.
If the dwarf old man just reminded himself a few words, and then said some mysterious words in a cloud of mist, imitating the Bodhi ancestor and knocking Sun Houzi on the back of the head three times, Zhou Ze would think carefully and feel more realistic and down-to-earth.
But the blame is that the dwarf old man is too enthusiastic, so enthusiastic that Zhou Ze feels a little unreal.
Could it be that in recent years there has also been a wave of learning to do good deeds among ghosts?
Especially after the old man refused to enter the Confucian Temple with him, Zhou Ze raised some caution and caution in his heart. The Confucian Temple is not very big, so Zhou Ze went out from the back door and walked around after entering from the main entrance.
Facts have proved that Zhou Ze's choice is correct.
Just as the old man himself said, if people's hearts are separated from their belly, let alone ghosts?
What's more, what makes Zhou Ze feel a little ridiculous is that the reason why the old man wants to take revenge on himself is because of that
I saved a patient by myself, and then half a month later, the patient got into a car accident while drunk driving, and the grandson of the dwarf old man was also killed in the car accident.
The dwarf old man actually blamed himself, thinking that if he hadn't tried his best to save the patient's life, his grandson would not have died.
What a strange brain circuit.
"I was a doctor in my previous life, and it was my duty to cure diseases and save lives." Zhou Ze smiled, "I don't think I did anything wrong. It's really unreasonable for you to hate me, even to such an extent.
Perhaps, you just feel that your descendants are cut off, and that you have served this clay statue for nothing, and it has become a bamboo basket to fetch water, so you have resentment in your heart, and you want to find someone to vent it out, so you chose me? "
The dwarf old man stared fiercely at Zhou Ze, licked his lips, and said in a hoarse voice:
"This is the sin you committed, damn it, why did you save it!"
"In the eyes of a doctor, the person who dies after all-out treatment is a dead person. I don't accept the reason you said, and the so-called cause and effect is even more nonsense."
If the people I saved have to be blamed on myself for what they did, wouldn¡¯t that be a big joke?
Zhou Ze remembered that a British veteran wrote in his memoirs that he personally captured the head of state during World War I. He had the opportunity to turn a blind eye and shoot the little man, but he didn't do that. The prisoners of war were gathered.
Could it be said that all the crimes committed by the Third Reich in the future must be blamed on that British veteran?
Zhou Ze shook his head, and it didn't make any sense with this guy. The next moment, Zhou Ze's fingernails began to grow, and the black aura circled back and forth around his fingertips.
"Are you going to ruin the young one, and take away the old one too?" The dwarf old man said angrily, "This is the Temple of Confucianism, the resting place of the saints, and even the genuine ghost messengers dare not be presumptuous!"
"Fuck you."
Zhou Ze walked directly to the dwarf old man,
"I only follow one principle, you just wanted to kill me, then I will kill you now!
It is inconvenient to repay the hatred of the previous life now, if the current hatred continues to be exposed, then Zhou Ze's temper will be too good!
The living can't handle it for the time being, but I can't handle the ghost?
The dwarf old man wanted to run away, but Zhou Ze grabbed him with his hand and pulled him back fiercely at the same time!
"Wow!"
The dwarf old man let out a scream, and his body became more transparent.
"I don't want to go to hell, I don't want to go to hell, saint, save me, save me!"
Unfortunately,
Those mud tires in the Confucian Temple are still as immobile as a mountain. If they are really alive, how can they completely cut off the incense in the dwarf old man's house?
"Who said they were going to send you to hell?" Zhou Ze smiled, "Do you think you still have a chance to go to hell?"
After finishing speaking, Zhou Ze stabbed forward, and then stretched his hands. The hostility accumulated in his heart exploded at this moment, and the soul and body of the dwarf old man directly collapsed!
Very simple,
Also very straightforward,
Before taking care of Bai Yingying, Zhou Ze didn't know that he was so good at fighting;
And now, heSeeing something, he slammed the bookstore door again:
"Okay, Xu Le, I understand!
You eat my food,
Use my home,
The money to open the bookstore is also paid by my sister,
Now that the wings are stiff, and she is next to another rich woman, right?
That rich woman is still driving a Maserati to ask you out, right?
? Xu Le, you are called eating inside and out, you have no conscience! "
"Snapped!"
There was a crisp sound,
The sister-in-law was startled,
Turning her head to look at Xu Qinglang who was lying on the wicker chair beside her,
Just now was the sound of the water glass in Xu Qinglang's hand falling down.
Xu Qinglang opened his mouth with horror on his face,
Then jumped off the rattan chair,
Facing the door of the study, there was a burst of kicking:
"damned,
You fucking wake up,
Still sleeping, you smelly, hey,
You really messed up that night! "(Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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