A strong sense of dizziness washed over him, bringing with it a slight headache and a hint of nausea;

Suddenly,

it was as if the sky had brightened, his vision filled with dazzling white light.

"Hoo………………"

Lawyer An sat up abruptly,

taking a deep breath at the same time,

like a drowning man just surfacing, with a strong greed for air.

Even though it wasn't his first time traveling between hell and the mortal realm, he still found it difficult to get used to this back-and-forth process;

Uncomfortable,

extremely uncomfortable.

The sky was bright,

above him was a simple shed made of branches and thatch,

Lawyer An found himself lying on cold, hard gravel,

no wonder his back was so sore,

damn it,

lying here for a night might leave him with arthritis.

He glanced at his side again,

lying there was Zhou Ze.

Beneath Zhou Ze was a layer of straw bedding,

with a quilt, even a pillow, and even several hot water bottles on both sides!

Lawyer An was depressed.

At this moment, Bai Yingying happened to walk in and, seeing Lawyer An sitting up, exclaimed in surprise:

"Lawyer An, you've finally risen from the dead."

"…………" Lawyer An.

Even more depressed.

"Oh, Lao An's awake."

Old Daoist also walked in, squatted down, and said with some doubt, "Why isn't Boss awake yet?"

"Yes, Lawyer An, why isn't our boss awake yet?"

Yingying looked at Lawyer An with some confusion.

"Not awake, how is that possible, we went out together…………"

Lawyer An suddenly stopped talking,

"Come, Boss, watch my movements, follow me, first…………"

Then,

he himself had returned to life?

Hiss!!!!

Lawyer An sucked in a cold breath,

he hadn't had time to teach the boss the method of fixed-point soul return!

It's over, it's over,

this time it's over,

the boss must have been randomly assigned.

"Lawyer An, tell me quickly, where did Boss go?"

Yingying asked anxiously.

If the boss woke up and Lawyer An died,

she wouldn't be as anxious as she was now.

"This…………" Lawyer An hesitated for a moment, but still said, "Boss went out for a stroll.

He said he was bored staying in the bookstore all day, so he wanted to take this opportunity to experience what Daoists call *hun you tian wai* (soul wandering beyond the heavens).

Yes,

he went to experience life."

"How is that possible!"

Yingying exclaimed directly:

"Boss is such a lazy person,

how could he not come back and sleep while hugging someone,

but instead run outside for a stroll?"

"…………" Lawyer An.

Yes,

such a lazy person,

in a hurry,

he had chosen the wrong excuse.

"Hey, don't worry, don't worry, Boss should have returned to life too, the approximate location, maybe it's nearby, let's look for him, and it won't be a problem to guide his soul back to his body."

"Nearby, nearby where? We'll go look for him right away!"

Old Daoist put on a loyal appearance.

"I'm going to call Boss's soul back."

"Maybe in this mountain, maybe in this city, or in this province, don't worry, it won't be too big of a range, it should be in the East China region."

Old Daoist, who had just walked out of the small shed and was about to go out to call Boss's soul, staggered directly,

almost falling to the ground.

The range isn't very big,

just the East China region?

Yingying suddenly picked up a leather whip from the ground at this time, Lawyer An recognized this leather whip, it was the one Zhou Ze had picked up before.

"We're going to find Boss now."

Yingying said through gritted teeth,

while taking a deep look at Lawyer An,

the female zombie knew that there was no need to fight among themselves or pursue responsibility at this time,

but this look made it very clear,

if something really happened to Boss in the end,

she would fight Lawyer An to the death!

Lawyer An really wanted to argue,

heaven knows that this boss is so lazy that even as a ghost messenger he doesn't learn the hand seals for fixed-point soul return,

but seeing Yingying's expression at this time,

he wisely shut his mouth,

you can't reason with a woman,

especially a woman who is angry.

………………

When Lawyer An "biu" disappeared,

Zhou Ze's body was also fading,

followed by a hazy perspective,

many things seemed to be stretched and extended, people's senses were not failing at this time, but completely reversed, which made you more uncomfortable than failing.

It felt like motion sickness x100.

Zhou Ze didn't know when this feeling ended,

when he woke up,

he found himself standing at the entrance of a temple.

An almost instinctive sense of crisis washed over him, Zhou Ze didn't have time to observe the surroundings, but he knew that he had to leave here.

He started running,

compared to the helplessness of wandering like a lonely ghost after his first death from hell,

at least now he,

even in a soul state, could still consciously run, no longer completely muddled.

In fact, Zhou Ze himself knew in his heart that in the secular world, there were very few truly "spiritual" religious places, whether they were Daoist temples or Buddhist temples or churches, those that could restrain evil spirits were completely rare.

But Zhou Ze didn't dare to gamble, what if he had bad luck and won the lottery directly?

This was a road, Zhou Ze kept wandering along the road, he was trying to find and explore his location, the ultimate goal was to find his body back.

But this was a bit difficult,

after all, Zhou Ze remembered that his body should still be in the mountains,

but he was clearly in a city now.

The traffic was heavy, people came and went, where was there any sign of being deep in the mountains?

Ahead,

a convoy appeared, the convoy was driving very slowly, about the same speed as a person walking, and there were many people walking piously with the convoy.

Zhou Ze ignored it at first, he was more focused on the two black stray dogs that had gathered around him, these two stray dogs didn't know what they were doing, they kept barking at him, and they were extremely fierce in actively following him.

Domestic dogs are generally very cowardly, even if they see something unclean, they don't dare to say much.

But stray dogs, anyway, have worthless lives, a bit like humans who are barefoot not being afraid of those wearing shoes.

Zhou Ze kicked one,

he didn't have a body now, but his soul strength was not comparable to ordinary wandering souls.

One black dog somersaulted like it had planted itself upside down, with no external injuries, but it looked a lot weaker.

Seeing this, the lead black dog became more well-behaved, only daring to stand in place and bark at Zhou Ze, not daring to follow anymore.

A tiger fallen in Pingyang is bullied by dogs.

Boss Zhou sighed, preparing to cross the road to the opposite side to take a look, there was a newsstand there, and he should be able to confirm his location through the newspapers or tourist guide maps posted in the newsstand.

As for how to wander next and how to contact Bai Yingying, that would be another matter.

Boss Zhou in a pure soul state was really a bit unaccustomed, he could only slowly explore.

The only thing he was glad about was that,

although his soul was also slowly dissipating,

his current volume was completely different from the volume he had when he first died, so he didn't have to worry about things like "soul scattering and spirit dissipating" for the time being.

Even, if Zhou Ze was willing, he could transform into a vengeful ghost in minutes.

But the price of transforming into a vengeful ghost was too great, Boss Zhou was still thinking about returning to his original body to continue sitting in the bookstore and enjoying the sun and coffee.

The convoy had approached, and was still driving very slowly, almost blocking traffic.

Zhou Ze didn't take it seriously,

and planned to pass directly through the middle of the convoy,

anyway, he was a ghost,

he didn't need to look at traffic lights,

fearless.

Moreover,

this feeling of being able to freely pass through things was really quite novel, like getting a new game, and always wanting to have a few rounds first.

However,

when Zhou Ze passed through the middle van, he suddenly froze.

He actually saw that the van was full of monks wearing kasayas,

but none of the monks in this car had light on their heads,

which in the eyes of a ghost meant "harmless to humans and animals,"

and were considered the type who only ate and did nothing.

Even if this group of monks seemed to be chanting scriptures very seriously, they didn't have the slightest bit of lethality, not to mention against ghosts of Zhou Ze's level, even against ordinary wandering souls, they had no effect at all.

One of the fatter monks was also chanting scriptures, and when Zhou Ze passed by him,

he found that he was actually humming "Doraemon" while making up the numbers.

Don't mention it, although he was humming "If I had a magic wand to make things bigger, smaller, and more beautiful..."

but mixed in with the chanting of the monks,

it was not at all out of place,

and it blended in perfectly.

However,

next,

a scene that instantly made Zhou Ze's scalp tingle appeared.

In the central position of the car surrounded by a group of inferior monks, there was a glass cabinet with a wooden box inside.

When Boss Zhou passed through the van,

the box actually popped open by itself,

and some marble-like colorful things inside suddenly lit up!

This was Buddhist light that ordinary people couldn't see with the naked eye!

A huge sense of crisis immediately washed over him,

Zhou Ze knew what this thing was,

sharira,

and still genuine high-ranking monk sharira!

His luck was so bad that he happened to run into a convoy transporting sharira for an exhibition while crossing the road.

However,

now it was too late to regret not walking on the crosswalk and not looking at the traffic lights.

The Buddhist light slammed down,

and vaguely he even saw a glowing great monk glaring at him with the wrath of a vajra,

Zhou Ze was blasted directly away,

and even a roar of extreme anger seemed to erupt from the depths of Zhou Ze's heart.

Obviously,

the mine that Zhou Ze stepped on,

not only blasted him,

but also affected Ying Gou, who was still peacefully digesting his last meal.

Zhou Ze only felt himself retreating madly,

with the sound of wind blowing in his ears,

like a soldier on the battlefield, blown into the sky by a bomb.

The monks in the van were also startled, they didn't see the light, but the sharira box locked in the glass cabinet suddenly popping open still brought them great shock.

Could it be that their hearts were not sincere enough and they were warned by the deceased monk's soul?

Especially the fat monk who was humming the Doraemon theme song,

his face turned pale with fright,

and his hands and feet began to tremble……