Chapter 14 A Sigh

Zhou Ze started kicking his legs outward, trying to push himself out, but he heard "kacha, kacha" sounds outside, meaning someone had locked the ice coffin from the outside.

Locked in. Unable to get out.

For a moment, Zhou Ze felt like he was back in the cramped coffin he had been placed in before.

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

"Something up?"

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

Besides,

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

Do you believe it?

So, Zhou Ze could only assume that something "helped" him, and helped him thoroughly.

However, after this question, it remained silent outside.

Zhou Ze simply ignored it, closed his eyes again, and prepared to get a good night's sleep.

He fell asleep quickly.

After all, he hadn't slept for two days, and so many things had happened during those two days, accumulating an immense amount of fatigue.

Even if the world floods after I die,

nothing can stop me from sleeping now.

…………

Zhou Ze didn't know how long he had slept, but when he opened his eyes, he felt refreshed and energetic, a feeling he hadn't had in a long time. Unfortunately, his body was also frozen stiff.

The stiffness of his body was a little scary. Zhou Ze wiggled his body a few times in the narrow space, and a series of "crisp" sounds came, so comfortable that he subconsciously made a noise.

At this moment, Zhou Ze's fingernails naturally grew long and turned black, shimmering with a strange luster. The stiffness in his body and the cold that was unbearable for ordinary people were slowly gathering towards the tips of his fingers.

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 naturally slid out.

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 him an uncomfortable feeling. Zhou Ze's eyes scanned around.

The morgue of the Affiliated Hospital wasn't big. Compared with those 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, and now it was indeed a bit difficult to find them.

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

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

The corpses covered with white sheets were nothing out of the ordinary.

Including the old woman wrapped in a floral quilt, who also seemed to have not changed.

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 administrator to run in while he was sleeping and, without doing anything else, flip the old woman over.

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 pushed him in and locked him up earlier, which might have been malicious, but she silently unlocked the lock again, meaning she didn't want to harm him.

Perhaps someone was coming right away, and seeing an unlocked hidden compartment might discover him.

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

After waiting for half a minute without any abnormalities, 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 disgusted by this feeling.

Hesitant,

acting coy,

明明死时是个老太婆，却偏偏要做出这种小女儿姿态 (acting like a young maiden despite being an old woman when she died).

Alright, age discrimination is indeed wrong, but normal people are always a little more tolerant of beautiful female ghosts, which is also human nature.

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

Zhou Ze turned around and looked behind him.

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

But ghosts have no tears, so in Zhou Ze's view, the old woman looked more like she was howling.

"You keep crying, I won't disturb you."

Zhou Ze was about to leave.

He found that he was ultimately just a mortal, even when looking at ghosts, he had some aesthetic standards.

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

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

That damned Xu Le had less than two hundred yuan combined in his Alipay and WeChat accounts, plus the one thousand one that the "murderer" had returned, which meant Zhou Ze's total assets were now less than one thousand three hundred.

And Zhou Ze's house and savings from his previous life should have been donated to the orphanage, so he was basically penniless.

"My money is in the hidden compartment of my cabinet. It's an old yellow lacquered cabinet. There are thirty thousand yuan, and also the dowry I brought with me when I got married, a jade hairpin and a jade bracelet. I don't know how much they are worth.

I died suddenly and 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 nodded and said, "That's what should be."

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 at all.

………………

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

Zhou Ze had asked at the registration desk in the hospital. The old woman was sent to the hospital, and died after failed resuscitation. Then the family directly abandoned the body in the hospital and still owed the hospital a medical bill.

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 house built by the family themselves. Next to the building was a small brick house similar to a rural outhouse.

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

Zhou Ze walked over, gave a cigarette to a foreman, and asked, "It's almost the New Year, and you're still busy?"

"We have to earn more money before the New Year, anyway, we're all from the same village." The bricklayer was very open-minded.

"What's going on with this house?" Zhou Ze asked as he looked inside. Two workers were already removing the roof, and the bricks of the small house were being taken down to be used later. As for the inside of the house, there wasn't even a small stool, let alone the yellow lacquered cabinet that the old woman mentioned. It was empty.

"His old mother died. This house used to be occupied by his old mother alone. Now they plan to tear down the house and rebuild a kitchen." The foreman leaned in and had Zhou Ze light his cigarette for him, smiling a little restrainedly, 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 graying hair had some bruises on his face.

"Five brothers fought over the few coins left by their old mother. The bricks will be unloaded later, and the other four will come to divide them.

Tell me, this world is different. Their mother's body hasn't been brought back from the hospital yet, and none of the brothers are willing to pay the medical bill."

"What about the things in the old woman's house?" Zhou Ze was concerned about this. From the old woman's description, the 30,000 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 could easily net a few hundred thousand.

"Sold to the scrap collector, it was all cleared out long ago. It was sold when the old woman was first hospitalized." The foreman took another hard puff of his cigarette, "I'm going to work now."

Zhou Ze licked his lips with a wry smile. He had made a wasted trip.

Not only did he not get a share of the old woman's things, but even her sons didn't have the fortune to enjoy them. They could only be sold cheaply to a peddler who collected old furniture.

Zhou Ze felt a little annoyed. Being broke was really a big trouble. He didn't want to use his abilities to swindle money, although it seemed simple and satisfying. But the last time he saved a girl, he almost died of pain last night. God knows what would happen if he continued to mess around.

Zhou Ze didn't know if there were gods three feet above his head.

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

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

But,

money,

Zhou Ze wanted to work the mill,

but who would pay him?

Zhou Ze needed money now. Not to mention getting rid of his "live-in" status,

he at least had to buy himself an ice cabinet or a big refrigerator, right?

Otherwise, would he have to run to the hospital morgue every day to cool off?

Feeling a little depressed, Zhou Ze lit a cigarette and took a hard puff, feeling annoyed.

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

"Hello," Zhou Ze said.

"Big brother, the goods have been safely delivered. When are you coming to check them? The cops have been checking very carefully lately. It wasn't easy to get this batch of goods in." The person on the other end of the phone said cautiously, lowering his voice.

Zhou Ze slowly opened his mouth,

without making any sound.

At the same time,

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