Chapter 1 A Lucky Corpse Rebirth

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

Because the body was still warm, that's why he was able to enter?

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

Without aversion, without anger, and without 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 was taken aback.

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 knew the difficult situation he faced last night. If this guy hadn't happened to kill someone at that time, he might have been scattered into nothingness, unable to see 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 explained casually.

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

"You don't blame me?" The other party pointed to his nose, feeling absurd. "Even though I told you I hit you with a sap yesterday?"

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

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

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

"The eight hundred yuan is for your medical expenses, and the three hundred is what I robbed yesterday." The man pursed his lips. "I lost all my salary to the bookies gambling online yesterday. When I passed by your bookstore, I suddenly wanted to get some money to spend. After knocking you down, I realized you weren't breathing, and I was scared to death.

After running home, I couldn't sleep all night, thinking about whether the police would suddenly break down the door and arrest me for robbery and murder. I only took three hundred yuan; I feel so stupid, so worthless."

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

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

Do you know? At that time, I almost knelt on the ground and kowtowed to you, thank you, you're tough, you didn't die, otherwise I would be finished. There are so many cameras here; if you died, I definitely couldn't 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 to him with tears in his eyes. He felt that this scene was very strange.

Honestly, "Xu Le" was dead, because he died, Zhou Ze was able to occupy the magpie's nest. And because Zhou Ze occupied the magpie's nest, the guy in front of him was spared the crime of murder.

He and the guy in front of him both benefited, only that Xu Le was unlucky.

"Okay, it's nothing, maybe I just had a spasm last night." Zhou Ze moved the other party's hand away from his shoulder. He used to be an emergency room doctor, what kind of filth hadn't he seen? But in that extreme environment, he had developed a slight obsession with cleanliness. In fact, most emergency room doctors have varying degrees of cleanliness obsession.

It was precisely because he had seen too much dirt and filth that he knew how to cherish "cleanliness" even more.

"You really don't blame me?" The man asked, somewhat happily.

"Yeah, I don't blame you." Zhou Ze nodded. "Go and work hard and live your life well. Don't make mistakes next time."

"Okay, thank you, buddy, you're a really good guy."

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

Zhou Ze picked up his phone. He thought about it and felt that he should still call the police, not to report the other party for killing him (Xu Le), but to report the other party 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 occupied someone else's body, so he had to do something for this unlucky ghost.

Although, given the other party's good attitude of admitting his mistake and returning his medical expenses, he was still reporting him by name, which was indeed quite immoral and a bit like having a son without an anus.

Just as Zhou Ze had just dialed 110, and the operator's voice had just come from the other end,

At the door of the store,

That guy suddenly returned.

"There's something else..." The other party had just walked in and saw Zhou Ze holding his phone. He was stunned, then pointed directly at Zhou Ze. "You bastard, you're still going to call the police, aren't you!"

Zhou Ze shook his head.

"Let me see your 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 an agitated and excited state. He probably had a bit of a mental problem, perhaps due to long-term gambling habits and social disconnection. He was often prone to entering extremes due to the stimulation of certain events.

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

In his previous life, he was a doctor, not a fighter, and he hadn't practiced kung fu. This body of his in this life was also somewhat weak. When it came to fighting face-to-face, he was really a little flustered.

"Bang!"

The man slammed Zhou Ze against the wall, and at the same time, his hands began to strangle Zhou Ze's neck tightly.

"I'll let you call the police, I'll let you call the police, I'll let you not keep your word, okay, I'll let you die, let you really die, this time I'll strangle you to death and then bleed you, I'll see if you die!"

The man roared through gritted teeth.

It was a pity that the bookstore business was slow. In the afternoon, not to mention customers, there weren't even a few pedestrians at the door.

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

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

"Hiss..."

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

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

But Zhou Ze hadn't fully understood what the origin and use of these fingernails were. He only knew that they should have been "transmitted" to him by the old man he rescued before the car accident.

It really was,

He got toenail fungus, infecting two people.

He stepped forward, squatted down, and Zhou Ze reached out and patted 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 making a statement at the police station, the police comrade asked Zhou Ze to wait in the small hall. Because the matter Zhou Ze reported was a bit strange, saying that someone came to his door intending to rob him, but the one who was knocked unconscious was actually the "murderer." And now, the murderer was still in the hospital, and they had to wait for him to wake up before making further determinations.

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

Next to Zhou Ze, there squatted a middle-aged man, his left hand locked to the radiator.

"Brother, you're awesome. That guy wanted to rob you, but you took him down?" The middle-aged man, with a scruffy face, rubbed his long, mud-caked bangs as he spoke. "You really have the style I had when I was young. You have to beat these ignorant punks to death!"

"Hey, you, be honest," a young policeman walked over and scolded him. "How many times is this you've stolen electric bikes since the start of winter?

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

"Hmph." The young policeman didn't want to pay attention to this guy anymore and turned around and left.

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

"It was quite interesting." Zhou Ze smiled.

Zhou Ze nodded.

"I'm telling you, life has to be..." The greasy middle-aged man was stunned, his eyes looked towards the door, and he said, "Oh my god, so beautiful, is she a police officer?"

Zhou Ze turned his head to look over. At the door, there was a woman wearing a blue down jacket on her upper body and long leather boots on her lower body walking towards this side with another policewoman.

"She should be a police officer, right?" Zhou Ze said.

The woman was very beautiful, with a delicate figure and fair skin. Most importantly, the temperament she had was the most plus point.

"But she's not wearing a police 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, looking like he hadn't had enough. "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 things like lifespan anymore.

"You don't agree?" The greasy man saw Zhou Ze shaking his head and said anxiously, "You have no sense of appreciation, this kind of woman, it's definitely not a loss to trade ten years of life for her..."

At this time, the policewoman and the woman in boots walked up to Zhou Ze together.

"Xu Le, your wife is here to take you away. The investigation over there is clear; you're fine." The policewoman pointed to Zhou Ze and said.

"..." Zhou Ze.

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