Chapter 395 The obsession of going home, the delicacy of the world is reunion
"Ah!" The screams continued and the blood gushing from the neck scared everyone.
The few people who were struggling just now retreated and dared not move forward when they saw this situation.
The man grabbed the big brother tightly and tore the flesh off his neck.
He struggled and fell into a pool of blood, his big scarlet eyes open and his trembling body.
"Ah, someone is killing someone, help!" Cries for help continued to be heard.
The crowd of onlookers fled away, and no one was left willing to seek justice.
Only Wang Quezi was hiding on the ground, lying there in terror.
"You, don't come over here, I don't want your tofu money anymore, don't kill me!"
He screamed excitedly, and one of his feet was grabbed despite his disability.
"I want tofu, give me tofu, I want to go home!" The man kept repeating this sentence.
[I've always said it before, don't meddle in other people's business. If you do, you might end up losing your life.]
[That's right, who knows if the person you're controlling is a human or a ghost? Even if you're a righteous person, you still have to be careful.]
[If it doesn't concern me, I will stay out of it. If I see injustice, I will shout and run as far as I can.]
[But look, the tofu seller is a disabled person. How could he just stand by and watch something like this happen?]
[Yes, it is because of indifferent people like you that human civilization is regressing.]
Fans talked about it and expressed different opinions.
Until the evil ghost crawled towards Wang Cuzi with blood in his mouth, Meng Fuling couldn't help but sigh when she saw the situation in front of her.
"I told you not to touch him. Now he's full of hostility and has turned into a demon."
The commotion these people made just now woke up the ghost.
I'm afraid he remembered that he was dead, so he became emotional and launched the attack.
Meng Fuling quickly formed seals: "The Northern Emperor commanded me to write a talisman on this paper to ward off evil spirits. Anyone who dares not submit will be taken to Fengdu City."
In an instant, a golden light shot towards the ghost, and then the evil ghost fell to the ground.
But he kept muttering, as if he was obsessed with something.
"Ah, save me, police comrade, save me quickly!"
Wang Quezi struggled and grabbed Officer Yao's trouser leg: "I have old people and young children who depend on me to buy some tofu. I can't die."
"Don't be afraid!" Two people pulled him and quickly dragged him to a safe place.
Meng Fuling looked at the man who was still rolling and struggling on the ground, raised her finger and placed it on his forehead.
In an instant, everything went dark in front of my eyes, followed by a feeling of falling and weightlessness.
After his birthday, Wang Zhiqiang was ready to go out to work. His home was in a remote mountain village.
He was carrying a large package containing bedding and various daily necessities.
In previous years, he would wait until after the Lantern Festival before going to Beijing to work, but it was difficult to find work on construction sites these days.
As soon as the boss on the construction site said that work was about to begin, he immediately bought a train ticket for fear of losing his job.
However, the mountain roads in the village are difficult to walk on, and the ground has just thawed, making it even more slippery.
He was walking on a muddy path carrying a heavy baggage, with a steep cliff next to him.
He walked forward without hesitation for the sake of his elderly parents at home and his son who was still in school.
"Crash!" But his foot slipped, and he lost his balance and fell down the cliff along with everything else.
The feeling of weightlessness that Meng Fuling felt was actually the same feeling he had when he fell off a cliff.
The cold and pain hit him at the same time, and when he woke up, he found himself at the bottom of the mountain.
At this time, Wang Zhiqiang didn't know that he was dead, and his mind was full of thoughts about going to the capital as soon as possible.
If he arrived too late, he might lose his job. Unable to find his luggage, he had to continue walking alone.
He didn't know when he arrived in town, but soon he felt very uncomfortable.
My legs have no strength left and I don’t know when I will reach the train station.
Finally, he could no longer walk and hid next to a trash can in the alley to rest at night.
Soon after his death, his memory began to gradually return, and he realized that he was dead.
"Wow, wow, wow!" He hid in a corner and cried loudly, alarming the wandering ghosts nearby.
"You want to go home, right? You want to see your family one last time?"
The ghost seemed to understand his thoughts: "I'll tell you a way."
"What method?" Wang Zhiqiang asked after wiping his tears.
"Tofu, eating tofu can maintain your condition, so you can go see your family for the last time!"
"Really?" he asked doubtfully, but he believed it anyway in order to get home.
Then the ghost gave him a piece of tofu and said, "Try eating it and you'll know."
Wang Zhiqiang took it but ate it quickly. He never found tofu tasty in the past.
When I ate tofu today, I realized why it was so delicious. It was even more delicious than delicacies from land and sea.
After eating the tofu in big mouthfuls, he was able to maintain his body shape. He wanted to thank the ghost and it disappeared.
So for several days in a row, Wang Zhiqiang would sit in a breakfast shop early in the morning and ask for tofu.
Because of maintaining his body for a long time, his body became weaker and weaker.
If he didn't eat the tofu quickly, he was afraid that he would never be able to go home.
So when he heard that there was a man named Wang Quezi buying tofu, he didn't care about anything else and hurried to find him.
Wang Zhiqiang, who had lost his mind and didn't want to meet him on the road, rushed over to grab his tofu.
As a result, Wang Quezi didn't know the situation and started fighting with him, shouting "robbery" while beating him!
Afterwards, several big brothers who were passing by saw the injustice and stepped forward to stop it, which is why they were attacked.
Meng Fuling slowly opened her eyes and saw the whole truth of the matter.
Fans in the live broadcast room sighed and couldn't help feeling distressed.
[Oh, so you're all migrant workers like me. Only we ourselves understand this kind of sadness.]
[For a man who has to make a living, with elderly parents and young children to support, it is truly tragic that something happens to the pillar of the family.]
Although I sympathize with this man, he did kill someone, and that is unacceptable.
[He didn't mean to do that. This big brother is really too aggressive. He has to fight to kill me.]
Tears welled up in my eyes, and I suddenly remembered my father who was working at a construction site. I wanted to go give him a call.
Looking at Wang Zhiqiang who was trembling constantly, the hostility in his body had dissipated.
He covered his head with regret: "I, I don't want to kill anyone, wuwuwu!"
He was originally an honest man, he just wanted to take a bite of tofu home.
He had just lost control and attacked others, so he had no choice but to ask for help.
"Master, please, let me go home!"
"My parents don't know what happened to me yet. They're too old to handle it."
"And my wife and son, I didn't even have time to say goodbye to them."
Meng Fuling said slowly, "Actually, your family has already found your body. You've been dead for seven days."
"Otherwise, where did the ghost money you used to buy tofu come from? Your life span has ended, so let go of your obsession and go to the underworld."
"No, I want to go home, I won't go!" Wang Zhiqiang struggled and wanted to refuse.
The next second, Meng Fuling beat him back to his original soul form, and then he turned into smoke with a whimper.
It disappeared after a gust of wind. It was the mansion where it had been sent.
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