Chapter 1 Sunny

In the morning, the sun finally came out, creating a scene of gentle breeze and bright sunshine, a complete extreme compared to the wind, rain, and tornado that ravaged the day before.

Doctor Lin squinted her eyes, finally waking up from her unconscious state the previous night.

Although Doctor Lin was inexperienced in matters of the heart, she was, after all, a doctor, and information was readily available in this era. It was no longer the ancient times when mothers would show their daughters erotic pictures before they got married to impart skills.

Subconsciously opening the car door, Doctor Lin felt a little flustered. The bizarre scene last night left her with lingering fear. Then, she saw Zhou Ze leaning against the car door, sitting on the ground, covered in blood.

At this moment, Zhou Ze was truly miserable. His entire body seemed to lack a single patch of good skin, like a prisoner who had just been subjected to brutal torture and thrown out to fend for himself.

"A'Ze, A'Ze!"

Doctor Lin immediately squatted down, calling Zhou Ze's name, afraid that something might happen to him.

This time, the period of unconsciousness was much shorter than before, as if her body was slowly getting used to it. Perhaps it was also due to devouring the souls of several ghost messengers, nourishing and strengthening some areas.

In any case, after only half a night of unconsciousness, Zhou Ze actually opened his eyes in response to Doctor Lin's calls.

What entered his sight was Doctor Lin's face at that moment. Zhou Ze immediately gasped in shock and complained with difficulty:

"Putting on a face mask this early in the morning?"

Doctor Lin was both amused and annoyed, but she couldn't hit or scold Zhou Ze in his current condition, so she could only take out a wet wipe from the car to wipe her face.

While wiping, she also paid attention to distinguish it, and it didn't seem to be semen.

"I'll call an ambulance for you," Doctor Lin said.

"Don't…"

Zhou Ze shook his head weakly.

"Call...the bookstore...let Lao Dao...bring...bring his monkey, here."

Doctor Lin hesitated, suppressing her professional instinct to call 120, and chose to follow Zhou Ze's instructions, using Zhou Ze's phone to call the bookstore.

It was Lao Dao who answered the phone, and he immediately understood that his boss must have gone on a rampage again.

Without hesitation, he said that he would set off with the monkey immediately.

"Where do we go now?" Doctor Lin asked Zhou Ze.

"Just find a place to settle down first," Zhou Ze said. "Help me into the car, you drive, find a small hotel. Oh, right, check the bushes over there, see if you can find something like a driver's license, pick it up for me."

Upon hearing this, Doctor Lin immediately went to search the bushes in front. Actually, it was easy to find, as there were two places where the bushes were obviously stained with grease, as if someone had splattered lard on them in the middle of the night.

Of course, Doctor Lin naturally couldn't directly discern that it was actually corpse oil.

"Is it this?"

Doctor Lin found two small booklets and handed them to Zhou Ze to see.

Both ghost messenger certificates were yellowed, but not broken, meaning they could still be used.

"That's it."

Zhou Ze gestured for Doctor Lin to put these two things away, and then, with her help, he got into the car.

There were hardly any large, intact, uninjured areas on his body, but fortunately, Zhou Ze was becoming more accustomed to it, and with Doctor Lin sitting next to him, it wasn't so painful that he had to shout and scream.

However, because of the tornado, many residents whose houses were damaged or collapsed chose to stay in hotels temporarily. Therefore, from this village to the small county town, all the hotels, regardless of size, were basically full.

Doctor Lin drove the car to the edge of the county town and got out to continue inquiring at that small hotel.

Zhou Ze, on the other hand, slumped in the passenger seat,

Looking at the sky,

Through the car window.

At this moment, an old man carrying a vegetable basket walked past the car door.

The old man was really old, with a full head of white hair, a goatee, and a hunched figure, but he still exuded a sense of strength as he walked.

Most importantly, when the old man walked past Zhou Ze, Zhou Ze clearly felt as if his gaze had been stabbed.

The old man stopped, looked at Zhou Ze in the car, and asked strangely, knocking on the glass:

"Young man, affected by the disaster?"

Meaning, was he injured in the tornado?

Zhou Ze nodded.

"Why not go to the hospital?" the old man asked curiously.

"Poor."

"…" The old man.

After hesitating for a moment, the old man reached in and examined Zhou Ze's injuries, saying, "This skin trauma is really evenly distributed, all over the body."

"Yeah."

At this time, Doctor Lin came back. She glanced at the old man standing by the car window and said to Zhou Ze:

"Still no rooms."

"There are no rooms anywhere now," the old man shook his head and said. "Forget it, come stay at my house. My courtyard is big."

Doctor Lin looked at Zhou Ze, asking for his opinion.

Zhou Ze nodded. In fact, he didn't know why the old man would suddenly offer to help him. You should know that these days, you wouldn't dare to help someone on the street without tens of millions in assets.

The old man's house was indeed very large, a style similar to a siheyuan (courtyard house). When Zhou Ze got out of the car, the old man helped Doctor Lin to support Zhou Ze into a room.

He was quite strong.

Lying down in the room, the old man said he would get some Chinese medicine for Zhou Ze and went out.

Doctor Lin sat next to Zhou Ze. She couldn't believe that they could meet such a warm-hearted person on the road, who even brought them back to his house.

"There are still many good people in this world," Doctor Lin sighed.

Zhou Ze, on the other hand, looked at the photo frame hanging on the wall next to the bed, which contained many medals and certificates, as well as some group photos. If nothing else, the old man should have been a soldier before.

"Are you hungry?" Doctor Lin asked.

"I'm okay," Zhou Ze shook his head.

"Girl, can you cook?"

The old man walked in, holding a jar of ointment.

"Yes, I can," Doctor Lin replied.

"Then you go cook. I'll put some plasters on him. They're very effective for treating external injuries."

Doctor Lin glanced at Zhou Ze again, obviously still a little worried about leaving Zhou Ze alone in the room.

Zhou Ze nodded to her, signaling her to go.

The old man sat down by Zhou Ze's bed, patted the sheet, and said, "You're not shy or particular about rules, right?"

Zhou Ze shook his head.

"Then take off your clothes, oh well, let me help you."

The old man reached out and helped Zhou Ze take off his shirt. Looking at the dense injuries on Zhou Ze's body, he smacked his lips and said:

"Tsk tsk, such injuries were rare even on the battlefield back then."

"Old sir, were you a soldier before?" Zhou Ze asked.

"I was. When fighting the Japanese, I was still young, only knowing how to use a red-tasseled spear. I officially joined the army when fighting Chiang Kai-shek, and then I went to Korea and Tibet.

Luckily, I didn't die or get seriously injured."

"Blessed and fortunate."

"The King of Hell won't take me, there's no way. Tell me, I still have to receive so many subsidies every month, and I can't make any contributions to the country. It's better for the King of Hell to send a ghost messenger or something to take me away."

"…" Zhou Ze.

"Alright, I've applied the plaster. Your body looks weak and frail, but it feels really tough, a good foundation, a martial artist?"

"Sort of," Zhou Ze said perfunctorily.

"Do you know why I brought you into my house?" the old man asked.

Zhou Ze shook his head.

"I like you."

"That's a good reason."

"People, when they live to my age, they can do whatever they want, and they don't want to worry about so much."

Doctor Lin cooked dinner, but Zhou Ze didn't eat much.

After dinner, the old man invited Zhou Ze to play chess, while Doctor Lin went to the old man's inner room to look at antiques in his collection room.

Zhou Ze lay on the bed, facing the chessboard. The old man moved a piece, and Zhou Ze said a step, with the old man helping Zhou Ze to move the piece.

Zhou Ze's chess skills weren't very good. The old man deliberately gave up a chariot, and didn't move it the whole time, so they could still kill each other back and forth.

As they were playing, it got dark, and Zhou Ze received a call from Bai Yingying.

She said that Lao Dao encountered the traffic police on the way, and both the car and the person were detained for driving without a license. The monkey had no choice but to hide in the nearby bushes, not daring to let the police see it, otherwise, the crime of privately raising a nationally protected animal could make Lao Dao's crime even worse.

This caught Zhou Ze somewhat off guard. He had originally thought that Lao Dao would come with the monkey sooner so that he could get better treatment, but he didn't expect Lao Dao to have an accident himself. So not only did he not have a driver's license, but Lao Dao had also been driving without a license all along.

"What's wrong?" the old man asked after Zhou Ze hung up the phone.

"The friends who came to pick me up had a little accident on the way, they probably won't be able to come tonight."

"If they can't come, just stay here, I like you."

"…" Zhou Ze.

After finishing the chess game, the old man yawned, as if he was about to sleep. He waved to Zhou Ze, put away the chessboard, and said he was going back to his room to sleep.

After the old man walked out, Doctor Lin walked in.

However, her expression was a bit serious.

"What's wrong?"

Zhou Ze asked.

"A'Ze, this old man is a bit strange."

"What's so strange about him? Didn't you say he was a very good person before?" Zhou Ze asked.

"Anyway, I feel a bit uncomfortable, and this courtyard is also a bit strange."

"It's okay, I'm here," Zhou Ze comforted.

Doctor Lin nodded, feeling slightly relieved.

Who knew that Zhou Ze hadn't finished speaking, and continued:

"I'm here, but you know my current situation, if something happens, you have to remember to carry me and run together, don't leave me behind."

"…" Doctor Lin.

"I'll go get some hot water to help you wipe your body."

Doctor Lin got up and walked out. When she came out from the kitchen with hot water, she happened to see the room next to Zhou Ze's, which seemed to be lit, that was the old man's room.

When she got closer, she heard the sound of drinking and finger-guessing games inside, and the old man's voice was also inside, with a lot of noise.

"Xiao Li'zi, do you have guests at your house today?"

"Yeah, a girl and a boy."

"That girl looks really good, like a landlord's daughter."

"You secretly looked at her?"

"What's wrong with just looking? Are you going to lose a piece of meat?"

"That boy looks even better," a voice suddenly said.

"You kid, I've long felt that something was wrong with you, so you really don't like women, you like that kind."

"Like, I don't dare to like, I'm just looking to see if he likes us."

"What do you mean?"

"If he doesn't like us, we won't be able to drink wine, eat meat, or live this kind of life in the future."