If one took a closer look at the ring, there were some cracks on it. It gave off a feeling of regret, and one could not help but feel a strong sense of regret.
Zhou Ze did not put the ring on his finger in a hurry. Instead, he put it in his pocket.
This ring was not ordinary. The fact that the three villages could be maintained in this way for eighty years was definitely related to this ring. Zhou Ze was afraid that an accident would happen if he put it on his finger rashly.
Moreover, now was not the time to study the ring. There was still one thing that had not been done. It was the most essential and also the most important thing.
Zhou Ze took the initiative to walk toward the ancestral hall. Looking at the lively crowd, his gaze met the young man's for a few seconds. The young man nodded slightly.
There was a tacit understanding between them.
The young man had lived to the age of ninety-nine. He had experienced war and all kinds of turbulence. This kind of life was one in a million, and the wisdom that this kind of life experience had brought him was difficult to imitate and surpass.
There were many things that did not need to be said, but they understood each other.
Zhou Ze crossed his hands and slowly opened them,
The Gate of Hell was slowly opened,
This was the end,
This was the home of the dead,
It was the path that all living beings had to take!
"Folks, let's go!"
The young man led the villagers toward Zhou Ze.
Eighty years of ups and downs,
They had suffered,
They had suffered,
At this time, the young man felt that it was time for him to close his eyes. He led the villagers to close their eyes together.
The young man was very satisfied with this kind of ending. This was the ending that he had been waiting for, and it was also the ending that he had hoped for.
In the past, the villagers had died because of him. When he heard the news, he knelt in front of the old locust tree at the entrance of the army for an entire night.
Then, after seven years, he fought bloody battles again and again. He wanted to give up his life on the battlefield against the Japanese in exchange for a lack of guilt for his fellow villagers!
However, on the battlefield, the more one was not afraid of death, the more one could not die. He survived the battles again and again, and then he was promoted.
When the Japanese surrendered, he was also tired. He felt that his mission had been completed, and it was time for it to end. Because of this, he hated the civil war. In his opinion, the start of the civil war was a complete blasphemy to the villagers of the three villages and the heroes who died on the battlefield against Japan!
The Japanese had been defeated, and World War II had ended. However, at that time, in the land of China in the east, there was still a huge chaotic battle of millions of people.
Therefore, he revolted,
He hoped that this chaotic situation could end soon.
From his youth to his old age, his life had experienced many turning points. But today, at this moment, the young man felt that his life was complete.
The period that was missing half of the sentence was finally completed.
The young man took the lead and walked through the Gate of Hell.
The villagers behind him walked in one by one.
No one resisted.
No one cried or made a fuss.
Everyone had smiles on their faces.
There was a sense of relief in the depths of his smile.
Tired, everyone was tired.
Some things were fake, but how could the people who lived in fake things not realize it?
This was a dream, a dream that everyone was clinging to.
But now, he had woken up from his dream. But the ending was beautiful.
Because of this, there was naturally no unwillingness or resentment.
There was only freedom and magnanimity.
Xu Qinglang stood at the side and silently counted the heads.
The last one was the little girl holding the candy figurine. The little girl looked at Zhou Ze and smiled. The corners of her eyes narrowed into cute crescent moons. Then, she skipped into the Gate of Hell.
Zhou Ze let go.
The Gates of Hell dissipated.
"Have a safe trip."
Zhou Ze said slowly.
Xu Qinglang lowered his head slightly and bowed.
"Have a safe trip."
To be honest, maintaining the Gates of Hell was a very tiring thing, and it had been maintained for so long.
But boss Zhou had never felt so good.
Alright.
It was indeed not appropriate to talk about performance in front of the villagers.
Especially in this atmosphere.
You should cry.
Cry as hard as you can!
However, the feeling of continuous income from performance still stimulated boss Zhou's nerves.
He had worked hard.
He had worked hard.
He couldn't cry.
He really couldn't cry.
It was already hard for him to hold it in.
Xu Qinglang was speechless. "If you want to laugh, laugh. There's already a problem. If you keep holding it in, the problem will be bigger."
Zhou Ze turned his head and looked at Xu Qinglang. He said, "Build a monument for them. Make a monument or something."
"I'm fine with it. You can decide."
"But I don't have money. I still owe you and my Yingying money."
"…" Xu Qinglang.
Xu Qinglang suddenly had an ominous premonition.
No.
No.
Reject!
"As a person who has more than twenty houses, it's only right for him to sell one and build a monument, right?" Zhou Ze asked.
"…" Xu Qinglang.
"Think about it. Without the sacrifices and sacrifices of these people eighty years ago, you wouldn't have been able to live in peace and prosperity. The housing prices wouldn't have been so high.
Right? "
"…" Xu Qinglang.
"So, you're willing, right?"
"Why do I feel like you're being morally kidnapped?" Xu Qinglang said unhappily.
"It depends on your mood. Actually, things like ghost notes can be seen, but there are some things that can't be seen." Zhou Ze reached out and patted Xu Qinglang's shoulder.
"We'll talk about this when we get back."
Zhou Ze did not continue the topic. Instead, he subconsciously took out his identification book.
There were so many villagers.
His performance should be enough, right?
His "Temporary" sign should be removed and he could become a permanent one, right?
However.
He opened the identification book and took a look.
Zhou Ze was stunned.
Performance: 99%.
This meant, I'll just rub outside. I won't go in!
It kept its promise and really didn't go in.
If it went in, it would be a beast.
But if it didn't go in, it would be worse than a beast!
"How much is it?"
Xu Qinglang leaned over to take a look. "If we become a permanent employee, shouldn't we be given some ghost notes as a bonus?"
When Xu Qinglang saw 99%, he smiled unkindly.
His smile was exaggerated.
Very unrestrained.
Zhou Ze sighed. He looked at Lady Xu, who was smiling so brightly, and said,
"Old Xu, I have something to discuss with you."
"Speak."
"Help if you can?"
"Yes, I'll help if I can."
"You're a mystic cultivator. The probability of you turning into a ghost after you die is much higher than an ordinary person, right?
How about this? Let me kill you and take your soul. Let me make it a whole, okay? "
"…" Xu Qinglang.
Shaking his head, Zhou Ze smiled and said, "Don't be nervous. It's fine. Isn't there a little girl in the bookstore?"
After sending that girl away, it would be perfect. It would really be perfect.
This time, he did not drill into the thatch. After the ring fell and was taken away by Zhou Ze, the villagers entered the Gates of Hell one by one. The environment here slowly faded.
In the end.
It coincided with reality.
Xu Qinglang and Zhou Ze stood on the road, while the old priest and monkey were opposite them.
After getting into the car, Xu Qinglang was still driving. Zhou Ze sat in the front passenger seat and kept playing with the ID book in his hand.
To be honest, Zhou Ze felt like a primary school teacher had accepted him as a team leader.
It was very childish.
But he was also a little excited.
"Hehe."
Xu Qinglang laughed. "You're already so happy now. When you get promoted to Mount Tai and open a yamen, won't you die of happiness?"
"If that day really comes, I'll help you after you die."
"At least you still have some conscience." Xu Qinglang was very comforted.
"I'll help you reincarnate into a woman in your next life. I'll completely relieve your pain and discomfort."
"Kacha …"
He slammed on the brakes, and everyone in the car shook.
Xu Qinglang took a few deep breaths and suppressed the urge to strangle Zhou Ze to death.
Damn it.
He was really afraid.
Because in theory …
Zhou Ze had the possibility of accomplishing this matter!
"What's the benefit of removing the temporary worker sign?" Xu Qinglang asked.
Zhou Ze did not answer.
"Is it a great increase in power?
An extra magic treasure?
Or should I add some special effects to you? "Xu Qinglang asked.
Zhou Ze shook his head. "I asked the Little Loli. She said that every time she sends someone to hell after becoming a regular employee, a sentence will automatically appear in the book."
"Sentence?"
"It's similar to the sentence in 'Dream of the Red Chamber'."
"What's the use of that?" Xu Qinglang asked in confusion.
"Increase B Points."
"Huh?"
"It's just a little more impressive."
After saying that …
Zhou Ze raised his head and looked out of the window.
Looking at the sky.
…
When the car arrived at the entrance of the bookstore, Zhou Ze got out of the car first. There was only one left in the 99, and that one was inside.
Previously, he was afraid that there would be other accidents, so he made a preparation. Zhou Ze did not send the little girl to hell first. Instead, he let Bai Yingying watch.
Therefore, after pushing open the bookstore door, Zhou Ze shouted,
"Yingying?"
"Wu Wu Wu …"
A voice came from behind the bar.
"Hello?" Zhou Ze shouted again.
"Wu Wu Wu …"
"What are you doing? Don't be a demon. Send that girl's soul over."
"Wu Wu Wu …"
Zhou Ze realized that something was wrong. He immediately went around the bar counter and found that Bai Yingying was sitting there with her hands and feet tied by a black rope. At the same time, her mouth was also strangled by a rope.
She could only let out a "Wu Wu Wu" sound.
Zhou Ze immediately went over to help Bai Yingying untie the rope. However, as soon as his fingers touched the black rope, he felt a sharp pain. Bai Yingying was in so much pain that her body kept trembling.
Taking a deep breath, Zhou Ze let his fingernails grow out. He used his fingernails to cut the rope. The broken rope directly turned into ordinary straw ropes and drifted away.
"What's wrong?"
"Boss!
Wu Wu Wu … "
Bai Yingying threw herself into Zhou Ze's arms and hugged Zhou Ze's neck as she cried bitterly, as if she had suffered a great grievance.
"What happened?" Zhou Ze asked again.
"That little girl … little girl … I can't beat her. Yingying is useless. I've embarrassed you, boss."
Zhou Ze reached out and patted Bai Yingying's back. His expression became serious as he asked,
"That little girl?"
"Yes, she wanted to leave. I stopped her, and then she tied me up."
"Where is she?"
"She left."
"Left?"
"Oh, she even left a message. It seems to be written on the bar counter."
At this moment, Xu Qinglang walked over and heard the whole story. He immediately rummaged through the bar counter and found a piece of paper. He made a firm gesture and said directly, "What's the matter?
"When I was young, I was afraid of ghosts. I felt that they were ferocious and terrifying
When I grew up, I was afraid of people, even if they were well-dressed.
It's really well-written, "Xu Qinglang said.
"I wrote this," Zhou Ze said.
As he spoke, Zhou Ze also walked over. He pushed away the paper and books on the bar counter and continued to search.
"You wrote it?
Then where did she write it?
It should be higher, right? "Xu Qinglang asked curiously.
Then..,
Xu Qinglang was stunned,
Zhou Ze pushed away the junk on the bar counter,
On the bar table, there was a line of crooked words written by a child: