Chapter 1018 Let's Go!

Nobody dared to ask Boss Zhou why he was brushing his teeth at this time.

Shouldn't he be brushing his teeth *after* biting someone?

After brushing his teeth,

Zhou Ze wasn't in a hurry to bite the old Daoist.

The fingernail on his left index finger slowly grew out a small section. He gently poked the old Daoist's chest with it.

Boss Zhou's familiarity and ability to use his nail strength was much better than the electric shocks during the hospital rescue. It was just a pity that Zhou Ze was too lazy in his life. Otherwise, if he had really run to hug the Lin family's thigh and become a doctor, his future would have been limitless. Who knows, he might even have been able to aim for an academician when he was old.

Of course, that would have been another kind of life, a life that only existed in hypothetical terms.

Under the stimulation of the fingernail,

the old Daoist's body suddenly tensed up,

and blood spurted directly from his nostrils,

*biu.*

Two streams of blood shot out, hanging on the wall in front of him.

After that,

the old Daoist blinked his eyes, and a flush appeared on his face. He seemed to have recovered a lot of energy all of a sudden.

"Cough cough..."

The old Daoist turned his face to the side and spat out the blood that was blocking his throat. Only then did he notice that he was surrounded.

Lawyer An, who was kneeling on his left side, was covered in tears and snot.

The old Daoist grinned,

smiled,

and comforted him:

"Old An, this poor Daoist isn't dead yet."

Lawyer An shook his head and said, "It's okay, I'm just practicing."

The old Daoist: "..."

He almost didn't get his breath up and kicked his legs.

Zhou Ze knew that the old Daoist's state at this time was due to the excitement of his body under the false state brought about by excessive blood loss. This duration was very short. Even for a normal person, it was a huge overdraft on their body.

Of course, there was another situation with the old Daoist, and that was... a final burst of glory.

The old Daoist slowly turned his gaze to Zhou Ze.

He knew his own affairs best.

In fact, he had been waiting for this day.

In the past year, he lived each day normally and cherished it.

But what was supposed to come, was still coming.

This body was finally collapsing.

"Boss..."

The old Daoist had called out "Boss" many times before, but this time, it was with an extraordinary sincerity.

"I..."

"Don't talk, you won't die."

When the old Daoist heard this, he immediately widened his eyes and hurriedly said:

"I don't want to be a zombie."

Lao Zhang frowned beside him and said, "Old Daoist, it's good enough to be alive, why are you being picky?"

He paused,

Lao Zhang advised him with the attitude of someone who had been there:

"Actually, you'll get used to the days of not being human very quickly."

Zhou Ze shook his neck, and two crisp sounds came from his joints. Two fangs slowly emerged.

The old Daoist shook his head,不停地摇头, expressing his rejection;

Wasn't it agreed that I would come and go naturally?

Why are you going back on your word?

"The gates of Hell haven't opened yet. After people die, their souls will still suffer a round of torture, and in despair, they will be scattered."

Feng Si said from the side. This was a scare tactic, but it was also the truth.

Hearing this, the old Daoist pursed his lips, and a little bit of belief in his heart seemed to be loosening.

"Squeak squeak squeak!!!"

At this time,

the little monkey ran over, carrying a pack of Yu Xi cigarettes in the satchel on its body.

When they were doing the repairs earlier, the old Daoist and Lao Zhang were almost out of cigarettes, so the old Daoist sent the little monkey to help buy cigarettes.

"Squeak squeak squeak!!!"

The little monkey knelt beside the old Daoist, looking at the old Daoist and then at Zhou Ze.

Then,

the little monkey grabbed Zhou Ze's arm with its two paws and shook it hard. It was begging Zhou Ze to save the old Daoist.

In the entire bookstore, the little monkey and the old Daoist were the closest. The nominal owner and pet were actually like grandfather and grandson.

The little monkey immediately pointed to the three different colored hairs behind its neck with its paw, anxiously calling out something.

Others might not understand, but Zhou Ze could understand. What the little monkey was saying was that it was willing to make the same choice as the Moving Mountain Ape back then, using its own life to exchange for the old Daoist's life.

The little monkey had originally died at Zhou Ze's hands. Later, before the Moving Mountain Ape passed away, it used its legacy to give the little monkey a new life.

The old Daoist looked at the little monkey, his eyes moistened, and said:

"It's okay, it's okay, life and death are destined, wealth is determined by fate;

This old one's life hasn't been in vain, hasn't been in vain, really."

The little monkey refused, crying to the old Daoist non-stop.

The old Daoist's eyes showed a sense of open-mindedness and indifference.

"Old Daoist, you can't be so thoughtless, please, think about me, don't die, I can't live without you, Old Daoist."

Equality King An's crying was heartbreaking to those who heard it.

The old Daoist was a little touched.

He never expected that

Lawyer An's feelings for him

would actually be so good!

Alas,

in this life,

how many people can shed a few sincere tears for you at your funeral?

I'm content.

The old Daoist felt the strength constantly being drawn from his body.

He felt himself getting lighter and lighter,

lighter and lighter,

as if he had turned into a ball of cotton and was about to float up.

This feeling didn't seem bad at all.

This old one is going to die,

This old one is going to die,

Going to die,

Hehe!

"Pa!"

As if he had hit the ceiling,

the old Daoist only felt a burst of dizziness,

and then found that he was still lying here.

Lawyer An had one hand on the old Daoist's chest,

forcibly patting back the old Daoist's soul that was about to leave his body!

The old Daoist: "..."

The old Daoist gained +1 to the number of times he experienced a final burst of glory.

What kind of sin did this old one commit, that he can't even die in peace!

That's right,

with a Judge and Inspectors around him,

it was so difficult to die in peace.

"Old Daoist, the human world is still very beautiful. Have you forgotten your big sisters? Have you forgotten the morning sun?

To tell you the truth, I'm still scared. If I hadn't been lucky enough to become a ghost servant after death, I wouldn't know where I'd be now.

Living a muddled life as a person or as a confused dog..."

"As a dog." Feng Si answered.

"Shut up!"

Lawyer An turned and continued to persuade the old Daoist, "Old Daoist, living is the most beautiful thing. Going to hell is really miserable. A large group of people are squeezed on the Yellow Spring Road. You might even have someone with body odor next to you."

Lao Zhang glanced at Lawyer An in surprise,

thinking, what kind of body odor is so awesome that it can be brought to the soul?

But thinking that Lawyer An had caught more ghosts than he had seen, he didn't say anything.

Lawyer An sniffed, "Living, living, never give up hope of living at any time, really, I've been there, Old Daoist.

Besides, it's not even easy to go to hell now!"

The old Daoist was a little helpless.

He could feel the concern of the people around him,

but he had already done almost two years of psychological construction for his "departure." This was equivalent to two years of self-hypnosis.

Besides,

this old one is already prepared to die,

and you won't even let this old one die,

you're going too far.

Just because you have power, you can be lawless?

Facing Lawyer An's persuasion,

the old Daoist said:

"This old one thinks, who says death is death, and who says living is living?"

Lawyer An was stunned for a moment.

Oh ho,

after so many final bursts of glory, the person hasn't died but their brain has become muddled first?

"If no one defines it, what is death and what is life?"

The old Daoist sighed.

If he wanted to die,

he had to first persuade the people around him.

So hard, so tiring, so envious of those old partners in the hospital who could die normally after ineffective rescue.

Why is this old one so miserable?

"Are you muddled?" Lawyer An asked suspiciously.

"Left, and right, did left originally be called left, and right originally be called right from the beginning?"

Lawyer An subconsciously looked at his left and right hands when he heard this. What was he talking about?

"If the earliest people called the human realm the underworld, and the underworld the human realm, then wouldn't the human realm become the underworld, and the underworld become the human realm?"

"You're dizzy, aren't you? It doesn't matter if you say this to ordinary people, but everyone here is a ghost. How could we not be able to distinguish between the human realm and the underworld?"

In the old Daoist's eyes, a different kind of brilliance suddenly appeared. At this moment, even the old Daoist himself might not be clear whether he was narrating his inner thoughts or instinctively saying something:

"The human realm is living, and the underworld is dying?

You understand, you know;

Yes, you understand, yes, you know.

The dense crowd on the Yellow Spring Road, they are numb, they are ignorant, they are muddled. In your eyes, they are stupid things, dead things, useless products without consciousness.

But perhaps,

this is true happiness, this is true liberation.

Unrestrained, therefore uncaring, therefore fearless, therefore greatly at ease.

They have abandoned all restraints, abandoned the struggles of the human realm, abandoned the joys and sorrows of the human realm, abandoned the pain of the human realm, and abandoned all fetters.

They are clean, as transparent as jade. You say, aren't they purer than newborns in the human realm?

This is,

true rebirth!

This is,

truly living!

Until the Yellow Spring Road is finished, until they have circled around the yamen, until they have walked on the Naihe Bridge, until they have drunk that bowl of Meng Po soup, until they step into rebirth with one foot, step into the next life...

Purity, unrestrainedness, great ease, will also come to an end.

Next,

you will work hard to eat, you will face birth, old age, sickness, and death, you will face all kinds of responsibilities that you have to bear before and after you understand things;

You will feel pain, you will feel sadness, you will feel pressure, you will feel despair.

That flesh and blood body, that heavy skin, is the shackle that you have been enduring since you came out of the womb!

It has been pressing on you,

in the first half of your life,

the shackles will become heavier and heavier, pressing on you,

in the second half of your life,

the shackles are rusty, and they will torture you in different ways.

Finally,

you have endured so much pain, endured so much torture,

when you are about to die,

you can break free from these shackles, and find the purest, freest, and most at-ease self.

Therefore, the living people in the human realm are actually dead people enduring torture; while the dead souls in the underworld are truly living in the purest way!

The human realm is hell; the underworld is the human realm!

Death is not actually death. Dying is truly coming alive;

while living is truly dying!"

Lawyer An, Feng Si, Lao Zhang: "..."

The words spoken by the old Daoist made everyone feel strange, but inexplicably, they felt like they made sense!

Zhou Ze thoughtfully asked:

"Are you done?"

The old Daoist's face flushed again, several times more vividly than before,

and slowly said:

"I'm done,

Amitabha."

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This chapter took a little longer to revise, delaying it by ten minutes.

But this chapter is really well written, and it deserves everyone's reward.

Technical work, look at the reward.