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　　 How did it feel to die? Zhou Ze remembered clearly that he had been pushed into the incinerator of the crematorium to enjoy the treatment of incineration;

　　 And in advance, the staff of the crematorium used steel hooks to pierce his stomach to prevent the body from bulging and exploding during the cremation.

　　'S feeling is very similar to the hole in his chest now.

　　 pain?

　　 Of course it hurts.

But when the pain is too severe, you feel numb instead. It's like having an anesthesia in a hospital and getting a half-body anesthesia. With a curtain that covers your sight, you probably only feel as if something is in you. Tumbling around on the belly.

　　Zhou Ze also wanted to resist, but his body was caught in a spasm of silence at this time, and even his eyelids became particularly heavy at this time.

　　No matter how unwilling to be reconciled, how to resist,

　　 eyelids,

　　 is still over.

　　…………

　　 slowly opened his eyes, surrounded by dim light, in front of him, a long marble table was placed, with a messy pattern, but it also gave a delicate feeling.

Looking down, Zhou Ze found that he was sitting on a chair, which was a Taishi chair, and he was leaning on it, wearing a white bib below his neck, but more like staying there during dinner to prevent stains from soup stains Protection of clothes.

　　 Two hands, holding a silver knife and fork,

　　 And in front of me, there was a white plate on which was placed a barbecue, exuding a burst of heat, and the surroundings were dotted with lemon and cauliflower.

　　 "Sir, I swept the cauliflower with a spray gun. It tastes like barbecue when I eat it. I hope you like it."

　　 The voice of the old man came across from Zhou Ze, also in the same dress, cutting the steak and chewing it in his mouth.

"What does it mean?"

　　Zhou Ze didn't rush to eat and asked directly.

　　 Didn't you say you want to kill yourself?

　　 "Something happened." The old man picked up the drink next to him and took a sip.

　　 "Wow!"

　　 The old man pressed one hand on the table and pushed the document to Zhou Ze.

　　 "The identity card has been damaged to this point, which I did not expect." The old man finished, and continued to cut a piece of meat into his mouth to taste carefully.

"and so?"

　　 "So, I'm sorry, you can't die." The old man said with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "Sir, your luck is really good."

　　 "Don't you kill me anymore?"

　　 "Yes, sir. Because of the identity card left by the owner, there is no way to withstand the process of recognizing the master again, otherwise it will directly crack and lose all functions."

　　 The old man shook his head, raised his glass, and greeted Zhou Ze,

　　 "So, congratulations, sir, it seems that what I said was wrong, today is indeed your lucky day."

　　Zhou Ze picked up the glass and looked at the transparent red wine color inside. Without rushing to drink, he asked:

　　 "There is no strange poison in this wine?"

　　 "You laughed sir."

　　Joke?

　　You said that I am your new owner,

and then?

　　 Directly pierced my chest with one hand!

　　 Who is joking?

　　 "Sir, please try my craftsmanship. When the old master is here, he is responsible for my daily meals. Although so many years have passed, I don’t think my craftsmanship will be too much."

　　 "There is no poison in the meat?" Zhou Ze asked with a smile.

　　 "Sir, you think too much. For me, if you want to kill you or torture you, you don't need such trouble."

　　 What you said makes sense, there is really no way to refute it.

　　Zhou Ze cuts a piece of meat with a knife and uses a fork to feed the meat into his mouth to chew. He instinctively wants to vomit, but unexpectedly finds that this piece of meat melts in the mouth and tastes excellent.

　　 The most important thing is that he does not feel nausea.

　　 "Delicious?" the old man asked.

　　 "Yes." Zhou Ze replied.

　　 "Delicious, you eat more. As a chef, the dishes you make are liked and eaten a lot. It is a very happy thing."

　　 The old man ate half a plate of meat, put down the knife and fork, took out a hot towel, and wiped his hands.

　　Zhou Ze ate a few more pieces of meat, then asked:

　　 "Next, what should I do?"

　　 "Sir, you laughed again." The old man's face again showed a kind smile, "After eating, sir, you can leave, I will not restrict your freedom."

　　 "Is this the end?" Zhou Ze felt ridiculous.

　　 "Yes, it's over." The old man affirmed.

　　 "But I remember you said that the man who wanted a bad guy?"

　　 "Yes, it is."

　　 "Just because the identity card is broken, so I get an exception?"

　　 Really, just because of luck?

　　 "No, the will of the prince, no discount is allowed."

"I do not understand."

　　 "The answer is in your heart." The old man reminded.

　　 "I hate the monk's chatting way of playing machine front." Zhou Ze said.

　　 The old man reached out and patted his chest, "Sir, I am the same at this point."

　　 Zhou Ze's complexion suddenly fell, as if thinking of something, he immediately lowered his head and lifted the neck scarf around his neck to reveal his left chest position.

　　 There is empty.

　　 "I applied the best ointment for you at the wound location, and it will recover in a few days, without leaving any scars, and even wounds on other places on your body, I will take care of it for you.

　　 You don't need to thank me or be polite to me. "

　　 I thank you MMP!

　　 "What about my heart? What about my heart!" Zhou Ze asked.

　　 The old man pointed to the dinner plate in front of Zhou Ze, and Yan Yue said with a smile:

　　 "You say it tastes good."

"Snapped!"

　　 Zhou Ze patted the knife and fork in his hand on the table.

　　 The old man picked up a cup of tea, gargle, spit out, and then stood up slowly.

　　 "Without heart, there will not be too much trouble, and you will be more comfortable.

　　 A good person, without conscience, no matter how good he is, how can he go? "

　　Zhou Ze grasped the tablecloth with both hands, looked up at the old man,

　　 "You better kill me now."

　　 The old man smiled slightly, "So, sir, you have to say it again: shouldn't you bully the poor?"

　　 Then, the old man patted his chest gently, took a breath, and pretended:

　　 "It really is horrible."

　　 "............" Zhou Ze.

　　 "Sir, you have no chance to avenge me. My Yangshou has already come to an end. When you leave this room, I will also dissipate."

　　 "Will you go to hell?"

　　 "Hell, there is no place for me." The old man replied, "It is the end."

　　 Immediately, the old man pointed to the dinner plate in front of Zhou Ze,

　　 "Sir, do you need to pack it for you?"

Zhou Ze stood up, and there was a feeling of emptyness in the chest. The big hole in the wound was shocking, but he was not dead. To be precise, Xu Le’s body was not dead, not even a little bit of pain. .

　　 Will the wound heal in no time?

　　 picked up the document on the table, Zhou Ze walked out of the door, but stopped in the middle, asking:

　　 "I'm curious, who the **** is that man."

　　 "Since Fujun was deceived by the Bodhisattva who ran to hell, he was no longer willing to mention his name."

　　 didn't get an answer, but Zhou Ze was also reluctant to stay here and pushed open the door in front of him. When he went out and turned around, he found that the door he just came out was missing.

　　 Behind him is a desert grave.

　　…………

In the house, the old man quietly packed up the tableware and cleaned the house again.

　　 Then he spread his hands and patted the table.

"Come out."

　　 A tiny golden monkey didn't know which pimple came out of it, jumped to the table, scratched his ear at the old man, and scratched his head, it was very cute.

　　 It's just that this golden monkey's body is somewhat illusory, obviously not a real existence.

　　 "Although the grievance has the head and the debt has the lord, but you have done it this time. Even if the final result is on the baby, it should not be the object of your revenge.

　　Everyone who pursues cause and effect and obeys cause and effect, if they all act in this way, why do you, the little beast, pursue any avenue?

　　Eating, drinking, drinking, eating, drinking, living, dying, dying, is not the most subject to cause and effect? "

　　 The golden monkey shook his head and nodded again.

"Don’t blame me for restraining your soul attached to the baby. Your merits of Sanjiazi, even if it’s a compensation for the child, even if he is disabled, it can be smooth sailing in the future, even after the operation. Can become a normal person.

Don’t you feel bad, this matter will end here. Later, I’ll give you a new body, you can go away and re-cultivate, just play in the mountains and forests, and don’t do what you are doing today. Too.

　　 There are still five diseases and three shortcomings in human cultivation, not to mention your little animal, just take it, this is the calamity on your way to practice. "

　　 is finished,

　　 The old man opened the door inside.

　　 There is no other furnishings in this hut, only an ink painting hangs on the wall.

　　 painting,

　　 has a towering mountain,

　　Chong Shenxiu, yin and yang cut faintly!

　　 There is a man wearing a purple crown and a yellow robe, standing on top of a mountain.

　　 The painting has turned yellow,

　　 The man in the painting is also gone,

　　 Only the majestic mountain in the painting still stands there, looking at the small mountains.

　　 "Fujun, what you commanded, the old slave is done."

　　 The old man knelt down at the scroll.

　　 The pictures of the past, once again emerged in his mind:

　　…………

　　 "Your old product, die later, stay a little longer, help this person staring at this identity brand will eventually fall into the hands of someone, if it is a good person, kill me for him and replace him!

　　 This seat is to believe the evil of those monks, believe that what **** is not empty and swearing to become a Buddha.

　　 The holder of this identity card must never be a good person, otherwise this seat will not die! "

　　 "Master, what is a good person and what is a bad person?"

　　 Good people may do bad things, and bad people may also do good things.

　　 The difference between good and bad is that the old slave is stupid and afraid of ruining the government's orders. "

　　 "Straight lady thief, how can there be so many twists and turns, you think he is not a bad guy, just kill it."

　　 "Yes, the old slaves obey the law."

　　…………

　　 "He is a good person?"

In the back room, the old man kneeling there slowly raised his head and looked at the picture and murmured:

　　 "He is indeed a ‘good’ person,

　　 But in my eyes,

　　 is a ‘bad’ person. "

　　 The old man said ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ His face began to gloom, and his face and hands began to grow yellow hair,

　　 The face began to distort and turned into a hairy face with a male gig!

　　 This is an old ape!

　　 was born in the wilderness of Mount Tai, the ambition of this life is to carry that Mount Tai,

　　An old saying is: Moving Mountain Ape!

　　 "My disciples and grandchildren, who practiced Sanjiazi, were helpful and diligent in practice, suffered greatly and suffered from this!

　　 He relies on him to stand in the position of people, regardless of disregard, go directly to kill it!

　　Why!

　　Why!

　　Because, he is a person, was he a person in his lifetime!

　　 Therefore, as long as all aliens threaten people, whether right or wrong, right or wrong,

　　Should I kill? Damn it? "

　　 The old man sat down on one knee,

　　 Finally whispered:

　　 "He stands in a human position, he is a good person.

　　 The old slave stood in the position of the monkey race, he was a bad guy.

Ha ha,

　　 to the end,

　　 actually failed to let him die.

　　 Fujun,

　　 Is this what you mean?

　　 Fujun,

　　The old slave came to follow you. For so many years, no old slave is waiting for you to cook, are you sure you are not used to it? "

　　 The old man lost his life,

　　The body of the ape is sitting there like this,

　　 The golden monkey in the soul state ran out at this time, first bowed to the old man's body, bowed his head, and then got into the old man's skin.

　　Slightly

　　Under the clothes of the old man,

　　Drilled out a little monkey whose size is about the size of a slap,

　　 "Squeak............"

　　The little monkey called several times in a row, and then ran out.