The Ghostbuster and the Almighty Man

"I don't care about that little bastard!" The anger on the old man's face came up when someone mentioned his little bastard, as if there was no silver in this place.

Someone happily added a sentence: "You don't care who else cares? Even if you don't have the same dedication as you, he should be blessed, how can he be so skinny!"

After speaking, there is the meaning of reprimand.

"That bastard!" An unknown emotion was drawn across the old man's face, and he quickly said again: "He is also good, although he is a little skinny, but he has a good heart and integrity."

In other people's words, he is the kind of scolding his own ass, but when he listens to other people's lessons, then he must protect the calf.

Just today...

Zheng Quzhi hid in the corner looking at the old man greedily and apologetically. On this day, he got into trouble.

This day seemed to be three days after the college entrance examination. After a few days of crazy fun, the class organized a graduation banquet. So on this day, they all went to the restaurant.

It's the kind of relatively ordinary restaurant, eating and drinking, everyone is in high spirits, and they are all very excited.

Then excited, someone made trouble.

Considering that everyone is only a student, the selected restaurant is not big and messy. There are many people who teach and teach, and there are some small gangsters in the society.

At that time, she was the goddess of Banhua. She was stopped by the gangster when she went to the bathroom and pulled her away. Zheng Quzhi happened to see that when his brain was hot, he immediately saved the beauty, but unfortunately the beauty was saved, and he was beaten with a stick on the back of the head.

There was a lot of blood, and he fainted immediately.

Everyone is just a student, and everyone is going crazy seeing the blood flow all over the place. Some people contact parents, some call the police, and some call emergency calls.

The person who called the old man heard that it was a little girl, she was too nervous and scared, and she didn't know what she had said.

In the end Zheng Quzhi was not dead, but the old man died.

Looking at the old man who was busy looking for his cell phone now, Zheng Quzhi got up, walked to the old man and listened quietly.

"Hello? Zheng...Uncle Zheng?"

There was some crying in the voice of the girl opposite, almost shouting: "Zheng Quzhi...Zheng Quzhi is going to die!! A lot of blood..."

Zheng Quzhi:? ? ?

"What are you talking about?" The old man stood up immediately, the cup on his hand was knocked down, dripping down the table.

"They...fight...oooh, someone used...stick..." The girl cried and trembled, and her words were intermittent.

"Dead? Who is going to die?" A drunk person stood up dizzy: "Who died in a fight?"

The old man's face instantly turned greenish, and then he calmed down quickly: "How did you die? Tell me well, just tell me!"

On the other side of the phone Lian Liankan's roar rang again: "Fuck your mother's shit! Our Zhier is not dead! I just fainted! Don't **** be scary!"

Zheng Quzhi was taken aback and looked at the old man subconsciously.

The expression on the old man's face relaxed, and then he cursed: "What guts, your uncle is going to be scared to death! Tell me the location, I will go to you!"

After the other party reported to the hospital where he was going to go later, the old man quickly hung up the phone and said to the people behind him: "The kid has caused something, I'll go and take a look."

"Go, go!" The group knew that things should be big, and they waved their hands to let the old man go.

Seeing the old man's normal face, Zheng Quzhi was slightly stunned. For a long time, he thought that the old man was nervous and scared of myocardial infarction because of his business.

Isn't it?

How is that...

I haven't figured it out yet, but there is a different existence in the room. Zheng Quzhi's pupils suddenly shrank. Are they... evil spirits?

It was a female ghost with loose hair and pitted face. When the old man passed her, she suddenly stretched out her hand to cover the old man's mouth and nose.

"You **** let go!" Zheng Quzhi immediately blushed and threw charms on the ghost like crazy, but nothing was of avail. They were not in the same space at all, he could only watch how the evil spirit killed the old man in front of him.

Tears fell without warning, Zheng Quzhi stared at the tears in the palm of his hand, unable to tell whether he was sad or unwilling to be angry.

Either way, he was helpless.

"I didn't cry when I died, now I know I cry!" Suddenly, a voice sounded.

Zheng Quzhi's eyes widened in disbelief, and he raised his head to look at the sound source. The surrounding scene has changed again, it is dark, only a cloud of fog.

There was also a cloud of black mist in front of me, without a shape, just the old man's voice: "You see what I do like this! I don't know you, I!"

Zheng Quzhi was dumbfounded for a while, and then said: "You... are you evil?"

"What! Are you going to kill your Lao Tzu?" Although the old man was expressionless, Zheng Quzhi could almost imagine his beard and staring expression.

Thinking of this, Zheng Quzhi's eyes were filled with a smile: "You are dead, how can I kill you!"

"Okay, you kid! You're promising!" The old man's cloud of mist dangled, and then he said again: "I'm going to get you over. It's a waste of energy."

"Your fantasy?" Zheng Quzhi was stunned: "Isn't it Wen Yi?"

"It's hers and mine." The old man sighed. Is it easy for him to meet a son? Thousands of sadness swallowed their stomachs, and he said earnestly: "My soul is almost gone, I can only see you by relying on her illusion."

"It's so miserable." Zheng Quzhi's eyes were red, but he made a casual smile: "Then why don't you go to reincarnation?"

It's been so many years, why are you still here? And the soul is still so weak? ?

"By the way, I have a boyfriend now, he is very good, I will go to him after I go out, and let him revive your body." Zheng Quzhi thought of Wei Yan, his gloomy mood calmed down a lot.

Wei Yan certainly could. Wasn't Wanqiu coming to life through Zhuzhu's body?

"Come on, I'm tired of living too, who wants to be tender with a young face every day."

"Then I can find an older one for you." Zheng Quzhi looked down, pretending not to understand the old man's words and continued.

"Don't try to understand and pretend to be confused." The old man has always been careless and ruthlessly debunked Zheng Quzhi: "How old are you, and you always think about having a parent! It's time to be independent!"

"I'm very independent." Zheng Quzhi's eyes flashed.

"I am not poor with you. I have been arguing with you for more than ten years, and I am tired." The old man sighed, "I just came to say goodbye to you. You will get married tomorrow, and I will finally see the time for you to get married. But it’s not good for our old Zheng’s family to break the incense. You will have no one to serve you when you are old, which is very bad.”