Chapter 1 Resurrected

Zhou Ze was stunned. So, the reason he was able to use the body of this "Xu Le" to return to life last night was because he had just been killed?

Because the body was still warm, he was able to enter?

Looking at it that way, he seemed to be quite lucky.

Without revulsion, anger, or the panic of being exposed, Zhou Ze turned around and looked at the man behind him, who was about the same age as himself.

The man paused,

He saw something unusual in Zhou Ze's eyes,

It was joy,

It was gratitude,

Even,

There was a hint of appreciation.

As a host, Zhou Ze was aware of the difficult situation he faced last night. If this guy hadn't happened to kill someone at that time, his soul might have dissipated, and he wouldn't have seen the sun today.

"Sorry, I passed out last night, and my head felt very uncomfortable when I woke up this morning, like I was drunk. I forgot what happened yesterday," Zhou Ze casually explained.

He didn't think the other party would guess that he was a ghost possessing a corpse, unless the other party's brain was waterlogged.

"You're not blaming me?" The man pointed at his own nose, somewhat incredulously. "Even though I already told you that I whacked you with a club yesterday?"

"It's okay, I should thank you for not taking my phone and computer from the table."

"That... I forgot," the man scratched his head. "It's good that you're okay. This is the money I stole from you yesterday."

The man took three hundred yuan out of his pocket, and then rummaged again, taking out another eight hundred yuan.

"The eight hundred yuan is for your medical expenses, and the three hundred is what I stole yesterday," the man pursed his lips. "Yesterday I gambled online and lost all my wages to the dog dealer. When I passed your bookstore, I suddenly wanted to get some money to spend. After I knocked you down, I realized you weren't breathing, and I was scared to death.

After running home, I couldn't sleep all night, wondering if the police would suddenly break down the door and arrest me for burglary and murder. I only took three hundred yuan. I feel so stupid, it's not worth it."

The man reached out and patted Zhou Ze on the shoulder.

"Buddy, it's good you didn't die, really. I've been wandering outside since morning, waiting for someone to report it, waiting for the police to come. But then I saw you were still in the bookstore.

You know, I almost knelt on the ground and kowtowed to you at that time. Thank you, you're tough, you didn't die, otherwise I'd be finished. There are so many cameras here, if you died, I definitely wouldn't be able to escape."

Zhou Ze looked at the one thousand one hundred yuan in his hand, and then at the "murderer" in front of him, who was confessing with tears in his eyes. He felt that this scene was very strange.

Honestly, "Xu Le" was dead. Because he was dead, Zhou Ze was able to occupy his nest like a magpie. And because Zhou Ze had done so, the guy in front of him was spared a murder charge.

Both he and the guy in front of him had benefited, leaving only Xu Le, the unlucky ghost.

"Okay, it's nothing. Maybe I just had a chest tightness last night," Zhou Ze moved the other party's hand away from his shoulder. He used to be an emergency room doctor, and he had seen all kinds of filth. But in that extreme environment, he developed a bit of a cleanliness habit. In fact, most emergency room doctors have varying degrees of cleanliness habits.

Precisely because they have seen too much dirt and filth, they know how to cherish "cleanliness" even more.

"You're really not blaming me?" the man asked, somewhat gleefully.

"Yeah, I'm not blaming you," Zhou Ze nodded. "Go back to work and live your life properly. Don't make mistakes next time."

"Okay, thank you, buddy, you're a real stand-up guy."

The man nodded heavily and left the bookstore to embrace his "new life."

Zhou Ze picked up his phone. He thought about it and decided that he still had to call the police, not to report the other party for killing him (Xu Le), but to report him for suspected theft.

Anyway, let the police investigate. If the other party really had a criminal record or had done other bad things and was caught by the police, it would be his own fault.

He had taken over the other person's body, so he had to do something for this unlucky ghost.

Although, given that the other party had admitted his mistake and returned the medical expenses, it was still quite immoral and a bit like having a son without an asshole to report him by name.

However, just as Zhou Ze dialed 110 and the operator's voice came from the other end,

At the entrance of the store,

That guy suddenly returned.

"There's one more thing..." As soon as he came in, the man saw Zhou Ze holding his phone. He paused, then pointed directly at Zhou Ze. "You still want to call the police, don't you!"

Zhou Ze shook his head.

"Let me see the phone, give it to me!"

Zhou Ze could only continue to shake his head.

"You're not keeping your word, you bastard! I'll kill you! I'll see if you die this time!"

The man instantly entered a state of excitement and frenzy. He seemed to have some mental problems, possibly due to the long-term rhythm of a gambler's life and social disconnection. He tended to go to extremes when stimulated by something.

The other party pounced over, and Zhou Ze put down his phone and began to retreat.

He was a doctor in his previous life, not a fighter and hadn't practiced martial arts. This body was also a bit weak. When it came to fighting face-to-face, he was really a bit flustered.

"Bang!"

The man crashed into Zhou Ze and pinned him against the wall, while his hands began to strangle Zhou Ze's neck.

"I'll let you call the police, I'll let you call the police, I'll let you break your promise! Okay, I'll let you die, I'll let you really die! This time, I'll strangle you to death and then bleed you dry. I'll see if you die again!"

The man roared through gritted teeth.

The bookstore was pitifully deserted. In the afternoon, there weren't even a few pedestrians outside the door, let alone customers.

His neck was almost numb, and he couldn't breathe. Zhou Ze tried his best to struggle. During the struggle, Zhou Ze's fingernails suddenly turned black and grew longer.

Immediately afterward, Zhou Ze wrapped his arms around the other party's back.

"Hiss..."

The man suddenly shuddered, his eyes rolled back, and he immediately released Zhou Ze's neck. He staggered back a few steps, knocking over several bookshelves, and then crashed to the ground.

Zhou Ze was freed and reached out to rub his neck. He hadn't been too panicked before, after all, his fingernails could even hurt the demons in hell. Dealing with an ordinary person shouldn't be a problem, right?

But Zhou Ze wasn't completely clear about the origin and purpose of these fingernails. He only knew that they were "infected" to him by the old man he had rescued before the car accident.

It really was,

He got toenail fungus, and one infected two.

He walked forward, squatted down, and reached out to pat the man's face. Fortunately, he wasn't dead, he was still breathing. Zhou Ze shook his head, picked up his phone, and called the police again.

………………

After taking a statement at the police station, the police officer told Zhou Ze to wait in the small hall. Because the matter Zhou Ze reported was a bit strange, saying that someone came to rob him but the "victim" ended up knocking out the "culprit." And now this culprit was still in the hospital, and they had to wait for him to wake up before making further determinations.

However, the police officer at least didn't handcuff Zhou Ze.

Next to Zhou Ze squatted a middle-aged man whose left hand was chained to the radiator.

"Brother, you're awesome. That guy wanted to rob you and you knocked him down?" The scruffy middle-aged man said, while rubbing his long bangs that were covered in dirt. "You really have that style from when I was young. You have to beat these ignorant thieves to death!"

"Hey, you be honest," a young policeman walked over and scolded. "How many times have you stolen electric bikes since winter started?

I'm telling you, the New Year is coming soon, can't you be peaceful? Or find a job and earn some money properly to send home? How old are you?"

"Humph." The young policeman didn't want to bother with this guy anymore and turned to leave.

"Brother, how was my little speech just now?" The greasy middle-aged man gave Zhou Ze a flirty wink.

"Pretty interesting," Zhou Ze smiled.

Zhou Ze nodded.

"I'm telling you, this life has to be..." The greasy middle-aged man paused, looked at the entrance, and said, "Oh my god, she's so beautiful. Is she a police officer?"

Zhou Ze turned his head to look. At the entrance, a woman wearing a blue down jacket and long leather boots was walking towards them with another policewoman.

"Probably a police officer," Zhou Ze said.

The woman was very beautiful, with a delicate figure and fair skin. Most importantly, the aura she exuded was the most attractive.

"But she's not wearing a uniform," the greasy man retorted.

"Maybe she's in plain clothes," Zhou Ze guessed.

"You're right, a beautiful policewoman, tsk tsk, it seems I'll have to come in more often in the future," the greasy middle-aged man smacked his lips with a look of lingering enjoyment. "If I could marry her, I'd be willing to lose ten years of my life."

Zhou Ze shook his head. He didn't dare to joke about lifespan anymore.

"You don't agree?" Seeing Zhou Ze shake his head, the greasy man said anxiously, "You're blind! Trading ten years of life for a woman like that is definitely worth it..."

At this moment, the policewoman and the woman in long boots walked up to Zhou Ze.

"Xu Le, your wife has come to take you home. The investigation is clear. You're okay," the policewoman said, pointing at Zhou Ze.

"..." Zhou Ze.

"..." The greasy middle-aged man.