Chapter 55 The Pen of Merit...

The target was seized, the field set by Zhu Hong was automatically lifted, and the broken glass all over the floor was glued back to the window. The hospital was still full of nurses and patients who came to the emergency room in the middle of the night. The light sleepers were awakened a few times. One, went out to see if there was no abnormality, and returned to the ward.

The hawkers at the door have closed their stalls, and occasionally a few taxis pass by, apparently not planning to pick up the job, and hurried past.

Shen Wei went upstairs in a hurry and happened to bump into Chu Shuzhi who was going downstairs. Chu Shuzhi was arrogant. He was good to acquaintances, and rarely went up to talk to unfamiliar people alone. When he saw Shen Wei at this time, he took the initiative. He stretched out his hand and praised: "The eyes are so beautifully grasped."

Shen Wei nodded hurriedly at him, but his face was even uglier than the patient with acute appendicitis who had just pushed in. He took out a small medicine bottle and said briefly: "It's in here, take care of it."

Then he threw the small medicine bottle to Chu Shuzhi, turned around and grabbed Zhao Yunlan's hand: "You go with me, I have something to tell you."

Zhao Yunlan was dragged away in a frenzy.

Shen Wei pushed him all the way to the bathroom, locked the door from the inside, stared at him in the dim light, and asked in a low voice, "That one just now, is it a slasher?"

Zhao Yunlan: "Well."

Shen Wei: "Is that you?"

Zhao Yunlan nodded calmly: "Ah, yes."

Hearing this, Shen Wei raised his slap and slapped it without saying a word.

... But this slap was aggressive, but he didn't want to land on Zhao Yunlan's face. It only stopped in mid-air near one of his ears.

Zhao Yunlan was stunned for a moment and asked blankly, "Shen Wei?"

"Don't call me!" Shen Wei made his face turn pale with anger, and his hand in mid-air trembled a little. After a while, he gritted his teeth and said, "'Heaven, earth, man and god can be killed', your Lord is really big. Aren't you afraid of being punished by God?"

Zhao Yunlan rarely sees Shen Wei getting angry, let alone such an angry appearance, Zhao Yunlan immediately felt distressed, and quickly grabbed his cold hand: "Yes, I was wrong, if you want to hit me, hit me, don't Don't be angry."

Shen Wei threw him away: "Who is smiling with you, do you know that the art of gathering souls is an absolutely forbidden sorcery? Do you know what sorcery is? Can the Three Realms still pretend to be you? It's so lawless, is it necessary to smash the big basket! You, you..."

His voice stopped abruptly, and after an unknown amount of time, he asked slightly tremblingly, "What will you tell me to do then?"

Zhao Yunlan reached out and hugged him, kissing his hair gently: "I was wrong baby, I'm sorry."

He thought that he had a good attitude in admitting his mistake, but this sentence directly stepped on the thunder, Shen Wei pushed him away violently, one hand pressed him against the door, and the other hand grabbed his collar fiercely: "Don't use you I don't know how many people I've said to fool me."

Zhao Yunlan smiled helplessly: "Then what do you want me to do?"

The sternness on Shen Wei's face slowly faded from his smile, and after a while, he couldn't help but soften a little... There is always such a bastard, even if he takes a pole and stabs a hole in the sky, he can't bear it. harsh.

After a while, Shen Wei sighed, let go of his hand, and said in a low voice, "Can't you change your temper?"

Zhao Yunlan had a good attitude in admitting his mistake, and nodded his head quickly—although he didn't think there was anything wrong with him, but Shen Wei made a mistake, and he immediately admitted it indiscriminately.

Shen Wei lowered his eyes, picked up his hand with a knife wound, and asked softly, "Does it hurt?"

Zhao Yunlan shook his head.

"I... I was just too impatient..."

"But your back hurts when you hit me." Zhao Yunlan said blankly, "You still lose your temper at me, you are polite to others, but you lose your temper at me."

His face made Shen Wei panic, but he didn't hear that he was deliberately acting like a spoiled child. Shen Wei hesitated for a while, and stretched out his hand to hold Zhao Yunlan's face at a loss: "I..."

Zhao Yunlan continued to look up at him expressionlessly.

Shen Wei: "I didn't mean to..."

Before he finished his hurried words, he saw Zhao Yunlan stretch out his hand and tap his lips: "I will forgive you when the uncle is comfortable."

Shen Wei was stunned for a second before he realized what he had said. The expression on his face was blank for a moment, and he blurted out, "How decent!"

Then his ears turned red, and he left.

But when he walked to the door, when he turned around, he found that Zhao Yunlan did not follow, and still kept his posture against the wall, looking at him with a half-smile.

Shen Wei's hand was already on the door latch, he hesitated for a long time, the next moment, he strode back again, supported Zhao Yunlan's waist and kissed it.

... What can he do in the future when he makes it like this?

Zhao Yunlan's lips were a little swollen, and Zhu Hong turned her head angrily when she saw it, thinking to herself, does this bastard who has lost his integrity, does he need to be so dissatisfied?

The group returned from the hospital to No. 4 Guangming Road. Chu Shuzhi blessed the Tianluodi net outside the interrogation room, and the huáng paper talisman was pasted like a prayer flag. Then he locked the door, opened the lid of the medicine bottle, and released the grievances that were locked inside. soul.

Zhao Yunlan moved a chair for Shen Wei to sit on, stood against the wall with his arms folded in front of his chest, lit a cigarette, and said lazily without raising his eyelids: "You have the right to remain silent, but every time you say anything later. A sentence will become Chen Tang's testimony, think clearly before you speak."

The resentful soul without legs was locked on the chair by three talismans. He raised his head in a deep voice and asked in a hoarse voice, "Chen Tang's testimony? What hall? What confession?"

"The Palace of the King of Hell, it is very fair to charge you with merit and deeds throughout your life. Don't talk nonsense. What do you say when I ask you what!" Lin Jing was chased into a big gecko by him, and his heart was unhappy - he was the most zealous person. The place is right here. Outside is a sly monk who pretends to be honest and honest. As soon as he enters the interrogation room, he turns into a roaring forest.

The Wraith sneered.

Chu Shuzhi glanced at Guo Great Wall, Guo Great Wall hurriedly sat up straight, coughed, and finally lowered his head to glance at the "cheat sheet" that was densely written in the palm of his hand, and said like an endorsement: "Last name, name, age, Time of death, cause of death."

The Wraith's gaze fell on him, successfully making Guo Great Wall fight a cold war.

Chu Shuzhi immediately raised his hand and pressed it on Guo Changcheng's shoulder. At the same time, Lin Jing slapped the table hard and said viciously, "What are you looking at, tell me quickly!"

"...Wang Xiangyang, 62, died on the 29th of the twelfth lunar month last year, in a car accident."

Guo Changcheng glanced at Chu Shuzhi carefully, Chu Shuzhi nodded and motioned him to continue to ask, Guo Changcheng glanced down at his cheat sheet again, and Chu Shuzhi couldn't help but also glanced at it, only Seeing this person's palm is densely written: "2. Oh, XXX (substitute the other party's name), since the cause of your death is XXX (substitute the cause of death), why do you want to attack innocent people?"

Then he heard Guo Changcheng stammeringly say: "Oh, Wang Xiangyang, since the cause of your death is the twenty-ninth day of the twelfth lunar month... No, the cause of your death was a car accident, why would you attack innocent people?"

It was really difficult for Chu Shuzhi to laugh on such a serious occasion, so he turned around and said to Zhao Yunlan, "Chu Chu, give me a cigarette."

This blocked his too weird expression.

"Innocent?" Wang Xiangyang had a distorted smile on his face, leaning forward like a madman, "Who is innocent? Little brat, tell me, who is innocent? They are innocent? Are you innocent?"

It's over, why are you still asking questions? This sentence is not prepared.

Guo Great Wall immediately looked blank, not knowing what to do.

Chu Shuzhi lowered his head, Lin Jing turned his face, and the two people who had been swept by him escaped in unison.

Shen Wei suddenly interrupted and asked, "Can you tell me why you got into a car accident?"

Wang Xiangyang turned to him blankly, silent.

Shen Wei asked again: "What does it have to do with the person who has been cursed by you? Does it have anything to do with the oranges you sell?"

"I was an orange seller during my lifetime," Wang Xiangyang took a long time to answer him, "I live in the countryside on the outskirts of Longcheng. Every day I bring fruit to the city and push a cart to sell it on the roadside. The whole family relies on this source of livelihood to make a living. I have a daughter-in-law with uremia, she can’t live, and a son, who is almost thirty, can’t marry a daughter-in-law, because she has a rural household registration, and I don’t have the money to buy him a house in the city.”

"Since you have to ask, I can tell you - I actually like the days before and after the chūn festival the most. At that time, people who usually sell vegetables, work part-time, and do small business all return to their hometowns. The city seems to be very depressed. There are so many people, sometimes people are willing to save trouble and stop on the side of the road to buy my things, and I also make more money than usual," Wang Xiangyang gradually calmed down under Shen Wei's gaze, but there was always a sneer on the corner of his mouth. With a smile, "The 29th day of the twelfth lunar month, what a good day."

Guo Great Wall finally found a sentence he had in his palm, so he asked: "Do you hate society because of family reasons?"

"Hate society?" Wang Xiangyang repeated, shaking his head, "I don't hate society, I've seen all the people who harmed me, that's all, if I kill them, I'll leave, and if you want to put me in a frying pan, I'll fry them. If you throw eighteen layers of hell, you will throw eighteen layers of hell, but there is one thing, they have to come with me, I fry fried dough sticks, they have to turn into fried dough sticks, I roll nails, they don't want to stick their hands and watch."

His voice was calm, but it could be heard in human ears, but it was an indescribable resentment.

At this time, Wang Zheng knocked on the door and walked in, holding a plate of fruit in his hand, followed by her Wannian follower Sang Zan.

Wang Zheng handed the fruit plate to Zhao Yunlan, and gave Shen Wei a very strange look, but she didn't talk much, just instructed Chu Shuzhi: "Take away the talisman paper outside when you don't need it, don't cause trouble for cleaning."

After the two logistics ghosts left, Shen Wei continued to ask, "Who are there?"

"Those three people in the hospital, and many others—well, there's no one who drives the car." Wang Xiangyang said in a tone of being out of the way, "On the twenty-ninth day of the twelfth lunar month, you can put pào, there are two Half-sized boys, each dressed like a man, with thousands of down jackets, no human affairs. They have whips in their pockets, and the adults in the family don't care if they catch them. They threw them under my car, I was talking too much, my brain was frozen, and I couldn't hold back, so I said a few words to them. Those two boys put their face on my nose, threw pào on me, and under their feet. When I raised my hand, I flipped my car over. The oranges and apples all rolled out, big and small, all over the floor."

When he said this, he looked down at the neat fruit bowl, and licked his lips unconsciously. Unfortunately, he was reluctant to bear it before he was alive, but he would not be able to eat it after death.

A strange light gradually flashed in his eyes: "That carload of fruits is our family's New Year's money. I was in a hurry and went to pick it up, but I picked this up and dropped the other. When people passed by, I said to them, 'Okay, please help,' but one person picked up my orange, and without even looking at me, he peeled it off and ate it, saying, 'You fell on the ground while eating. It's stained with dirt, who bought it, and what else are you picking up?' After that, he picked up another apple and put it in his pocket and left."

When Wang Xiangyang said this, there was a calm and relieved smile on his face, as if what he said made him happy and happy: "Many people are like him, many people see it, pick it up and leave, and take it Bags. I said you can't do this. You have to give money, but you can't take my fruit. When they heard the money, they ran away with my fruit. When I chased, I was hit by a taxi and killed on the spot. already."

"It snowed heavily that day, the car on the road couldn't brake, the driver stepped on the brake, the car slipped a few meters to the side, and ran over me, my upper body rolled forward with the wheel, and my legs stayed in the original Damn, when I was about to die, I bumped into an orange that just rolled on my face, you say, did I die wrongly?"

No one spoke.

Wang Xiangyang asked again: "Should I take revenge? Should you arrest me? Even in the dark, how could Lord Yan judge me?"

It's no wonder that the causal line of each victim is so shallow - the one who really died was the driver who drove the car, but the driver was the one who had nothing to do with it.

Wang Xiangyang leaned back on the chair, this action made the legless man look extremely terrifying, and he laughed lowly: "When I was alive, I really didn't know there were people like you who specialize in this kind of thing. People, since you are willing to reach out and take care of injustice, why do you care about me and ignore them? Forget it, I can see through the world."

In a hurry, Guo Great Wall glanced over the last sentence he wrote "family, friends", so he blurted out: "Don't you think about your children and grandchildren? Not for your son, your grandson and you are treating illness. Does your daughter-in-law have any virtue?"

Wang Xiangyang said indifferently: "My son is not married yet, I have no grandson, and both of their mothers are already dead. My old Wang's family is broken, which son of a bitch will I give to accumulate virtue?"

Guo Great Wall heard himself tremblingly ask, "How did you die..."

"I killed it. Our house doesn't have central heating, and the stove is still burning. I turned off the fire in the stove at night. They both fell asleep, and they were poisoned by gas and died." Wang Xiangyang said this, and then Added, "No pain."

Guo Great Wall: "How...how can you do this?"

Wang Xiangyang glanced at him calmly and smiled softly: "I think it is more painful to live than to die, what do you think?"