Chapter 17 Locked

Zhou Ze began to push outwards with his feet, trying to get out, but then came a "click, click" sound, meaning the ice coffin had been locked from the outside.

Locked. Couldn't get out.

For a moment, Zhou Ze felt like he was back in the scene where he'd been placed into a cramped coffin.

But this time, Zhou Ze didn't panic or rage. He just reached out and knocked on the metal plate near his head.

"Something up?"

Zhou Ze didn't think someone had come here to help push the ice coffin in and lock it, unless that person was a mentally deranged lunatic. And Zhou Ze didn't think his luck was that bad.

Besides,

he'd closed the door after entering the morgue. A lunatic who knew the morgue's door code?

You believe that?

So, Zhou Ze could only assume that some... *thing* had "helped" him out, and helped him thoroughly.

But after he asked, the outside remained silent.

Zhou Ze decided to ignore it and simply closed his eyes again, preparing to get a good night's sleep.

He fell asleep quickly.

After all, he hadn't slept for two days, and so much had happened in those two days. The accumulated fatigue was terrifying.

Even if a flood comes after I die,

nothing can stop me from sleeping now.

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He didn't know how long he'd slept. When Zhou Ze opened his eyes, he felt refreshed and his long-lost spirits had returned. It was a pity that his body was frozen stiff.

The stiffness of his body was a little scary. Zhou Ze tried to wriggle his body a few times in the narrow space, and a series of "cracking" sounds came, comfortable enough to make him unconsciously make a noise.

At this time, Zhou Ze's fingernails also naturally grew long and turned black, flashing with a strange luster. The stiffness in his body and the coldness that was difficult for ordinary people to bear were slowly gathering towards his fingertips.

The whole process didn't last long, but it made Zhou Ze no longer feel cold or uncomfortable.

He subconsciously kicked again, and the ice coffin slid out naturally.

The lock...

was unlocked?

Zhou Ze was a little surprised. He sat up from the steel plate, got down, and then pushed it back.

The clothes on his body were a little stiff, hanging on him like cardboard, giving people a very uncomfortable feeling. Zhou Ze's eyes were scanning around.

The Affiliated Hospital's morgue wasn't large. Compared with the big hospitals in big cities, it even seemed a little shy, but it still stored a lot of corpses.

Zhou Ze didn't know who had helped him push it in before. It was indeed a bit difficult to find it now.

Fortunately, since the other party had unlocked the lock while he was asleep, Zhou Ze didn't plan to cause any more trouble here.

He walked towards the morgue door, intending to leave, but he stopped when he passed the beds covered with white cloths.

The corpses covered with white cloths were no different.

Including the old woman wrapped in a flowered quilt, there seemed to be no change.

But Zhou Ze still stopped.

Because he remembered that the old woman's head and feet were in reversed positions.

It was impossible for the morgue attendant to run in while he was sleeping and, instead of doing anything else, just reverse the old woman's position.

Zhou Ze stopped beside the old woman and said:

"If it's you, I'm leaving if you don't come out now."

The old woman might have had bad intentions when she pushed him in and locked it, but the fact that she unlocked the lock again silently meant that she didn't want to hurt him.

Maybe someone was coming over soon, and seeing an unlocked dark cabinet, they might discover him.

After all, it was very obvious from the outside whether these dark cabinets were locked or not.

After waiting for half a minute, there was no abnormality, and Zhou Ze didn't plan to wait any longer.

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, a sigh came from behind him.

Zhou Ze was very disgusted with this feeling.

Hesitant,

half-refusing, half-welcoming.

She was clearly an old woman when she died, but she insisted on acting like a young maiden.

Okay, age discrimination was indeed wrong, but normal people would always be slightly more tolerant of beautiful female ghosts. This was also human nature.

If Nie Xiaoqian had a wrinkled face and big yellow teeth, do you think Ning Caichen would still have a human-ghost romance with her?

Zhou Ze turned around and looked behind him.

An old woman with a head full of white hair was squatting there, wiping her tears with a faded handkerchief.

But ghosts didn't have tears, so from Zhou Ze's perspective, the old woman looked more like she was crying without tears.

"You keep crying. I won't bother you."

Zhou Ze prepared to leave.

He found that he was ultimately a mortal, and even when looking at ghosts, he had a certain aesthetic bias.

"Help me, I have money." The old woman suddenly said.

"Okay." Zhou Ze responded. He was short of money.

Damn Xu Le only had less than two hundred yuan in his Alipay and WeChat combined. Adding the one thousand one returned by the "murderer," that meant Zhou Ze's total assets were less than one thousand three hundred yuan.

And Zhou Ze's house and savings from his previous life should have been donated to the orphanage. He was practically penniless.

"My money is in the hidden compartment of my cabinet. It's an old yellow lacquered cabinet. There's thirty thousand yuan inside. There's also my dowry from when I got married, jade hairpins, jade bracelets. I don't know how much they're worth.

I died suddenly, and I didn't have time to tell my sons. I'm afraid they won't know."

Zhou Ze nodded. "I'll take a portion."

The old woman looked conflicted, but she still nodded and said, "That's only right."

The old woman knew that without Zhou Ze, this "anomaly," to pass on the message, her sons might not be able to find the property she left behind.

………………

After leaving the hospital, Zhou Ze took a taxi directly to a place called "Xingdong Town" in Tongzhou District. It wasn't very far away. Tongcheng Airport was in this town.

Zhou Ze had asked at the registration desk in the hospital before. The old woman was sent to the hospital and died after ineffective rescue. Then, the family members simply abandoned the dead body at the hospital, owing the hospital a medical bill that hadn't been settled.

About half an hour later, Zhou Ze arrived in the town and found the village according to the old woman's description.

It was a two-story building built by the family, with a small brick house similar to a rural outhouse attached to the building.

When Zhou Ze arrived here, he found several workers dismantling the house, of course, the brick house.

Zhou Ze walked over, handed a cigarette to a master craftsman, and asked, "It's almost the New Year, still busy?"

"We have to make more money before the New Year. Anyway, we're all from the same village." The bricklayer was very free and easy.

"What's going on with this house?" Zhou Ze asked as he looked inside. Two workers were already removing the roof, and the walls of the small house were being dismantled, to be used later. Inside the house, not to mention the yellow lacquered cabinet the old woman mentioned, there wasn't even a small bench inside, it was empty.

"Their old mother died. This house used to be where their old mother lived alone. Now they plan to demolish the house and build a new kitchen." The master craftsman leaned his head over, asked Zhou Ze to light his cigarette, smiled a little shyly, and said, "Look, the one who just walked past in front of the house is their eldest son."

Zhou Ze looked over and found that the man with hair that was also turning white had some bruises on his face.

"Five brothers, fighting over the few pennies their mother left behind. The bricks will be taken apart later, and the other four will come to divide them.

Tell me, is the world different? Their mother's body is still at the hospital, and none of the brothers are willing to pay the medical bills."

"What about the old woman's things in the house?" Zhou Ze was concerned about this. From the old woman's description, the thirty thousand yuan in the cabinet was the old woman's life savings, but those jade bracelets and jade hairpins were the really valuable things. Selling them for a few hundred thousand shouldn't be a problem."

"Sold to the junk collectors. It was cleared out a long time ago. It was sold when the old woman was first hospitalized." The master craftsman took another hard puff of his cigarette. "I'm going to work."

Zhou Ze licked his lips with a somewhat amused expression. It seemed that he had made a wasted trip.

Not only had he not gotten a share of the old woman's belongings, but even her sons were not blessed to enjoy them, and it had only benefited some old furniture dealer.

Zhou Ze was now a little annoyed. Not having money was really a big trouble. He was unwilling to use his abilities to swindle money, although it seemed simple and enjoyable, but the last time he saved a girl, he almost died of pain last night. Heaven knows what problems would arise if he continued to mess around.

Zhou Ze didn't know whether there were gods three feet above his head,

but digging three feet down continuously would definitely lead to hell, because he had been there.

He knew he wasn't human, and this was the human world. Moreover, he still vividly remembered how the patient who died in front of him had shouted in terror before his death, "I've been discovered."

But,

money ah,

Zhou Ze wanted to grind the millstone,

but who would give him the money?

Zhou Ze needed money now, not to mention getting rid of his "live-in son-in-law" status,

he at least had to buy himself a freezer or a big refrigerator, right?

Otherwise, he would have to run to the hospital morgue every day to freeload on the cold air?

Feeling a little depressed, he lit a cigarette and took a hard puff, only to feel very annoyed.

Just then, the phone in his pocket rang. Zhou Ze picked up the phone. It was an unfamiliar number. He answered the phone.

"Hello." Zhou Ze.

"Boss, the goods have been safely delivered. When will you come to check them? The cops have been checking very strictly lately. This batch of goods wasn't easy to get in." The person on the other end of the phone lowered his voice and said carefully.

Zhou Ze slowly opened his mouth,

without making any sound.

At the same time,

Xu Le's image suddenly rose continuously in his heart.