I’m a Big Boss In Uncle Jiu’s World

Chapter 567 Zombie·Seven Days of Rebirth: Life is more absurd than the movie

 In the evening of that day.

The burly figure in a straight suit and a calm expression stepped into the elevator, crossed his hands in front of his abdomen, and pressed the button for the 24th floor.

When the old elevator began to rise slowly, a ball of black air suddenly flew out from the top of the elevator, transforming into a green-faced and fanged evil ghost with blood-red eyes. It walked step by step in front of the man and stretched out his arms to hug him.

"Snapped!"

Suddenly, the burly man raised his hand and slapped the evil ghost **** the face. The violent force made it spin in place like a top. It wasn't until the elevator door opened and the evil ghost stepped out of the elevator that it fell to the ground in a daze. He looked at the broad back with dull eyes.

 What just happened?

 It was beaten?

 It was beaten by a person? !

Thinking of this, the elevator ghost subconsciously rushed out of the elevator and quickly jumped on the other person's back. However, halfway forward, the person looked back at it...

The indifference and majesty in this eye made it stop instantly, and a chill shot out from the soles of its feet and went straight to the top of its head.

At the critical moment, the elevator ghost came to his senses, crossed his hands, put his feet together, and made a ninety-degree bow to the burly figure, which was full of respect.

A flash of surprise flashed across the man's face, and then he turned and left.

When the sound of his footsteps disappeared from his ears, the elevator ghost took a long breath, and his soul turned into a puff of black smoke, and swooped back into the elevator.

 “Dong dong dong.”

"Who are you?"

 In the security room, Uncle Yan adjusted the myopia glasses on the bridge of his nose and looked up at the door.

“My surname is Qin, and I am the new owner of this building.”

 “Ah, Mr. Qin.”

Uncle Yan stood up from the chair in a hurry and said at a loss: "I'm sorry, I didn't know you were coming before, and I didn't make any preparations..."

Qin Yao waved his hand: "It's okay, don't be so nervous. By the way, is there anyone in 2442?"

 “Lived, just moved in this morning.”

Uncle Yan said cautiously: "Is there something wrong with this house?"

Qin Yao: "It's a little problem, but I'm here to solve it. Uncle Yan, please take me for a walk..."

Room 2442.

Under the twisted ceiling fan, on the pale white floor, Qian Xiaohao sat cross-legged on the ground, opened a black suitcase, and reached out to touch the costumes he had worn. What flashed in his mind was the scene of his wife leaving with their son.

In just a few decades of his life, when he was brilliant, A-list stars had to play supporting roles for him.

How could he have imagined that he would be in such a state a few decades later when he was so intoxicated with money?

 Fate had given him preferential treatment, but he did not turn that preferential treatment into capital.

 So that when he was old and weak, his wife and children were separated, and he was reduced to this.

Shortly after.

 Qian Xiaohao woke up from his memories, pursed his lips, pulled out a rope prepared in advance from his backpack, looked up, and hung the rope on the twisted electric fan.

He has not only made zombie movies, but also various ghost movies, and has heard a lot of taboos about him that I don't know whether they are true or not.

One of them is that people who commit suicide will not be cared about in the underworld. If they commit suicide outside, they will become a wandering soul and have no place to stay in the world.

 That's why he came to this old and dilapidated building, preparing to end his life here and seek a new life...if there were really ghosts in the world.

On the roof, two reptile-like figures with black hair covering their faces and twisted bodies were seen on the roof. Their hands and feet were clinging to the wall. Their cold eyes were staring at them through the gaps in their black hair. Follow Qian Xiaohao's every move.

“哐哐哐.”

Just when Qian Xiaohao put the rope under his neck and was about to kick the chair away from his feet, the security door was suddenly banged, as if there was something urgent.

Qian Xiaohao hesitated for a moment, removed the hanging rope, jumped off the chair, slowly walked behind the door, and asked in a low voice: "Who?"

In the corridor, Qin Yao dissipated the golden light in his eyes, silently put down his hand on the door, and turned to look at the old security guard.

Uncle Yan understood the idea and said loudly: "It's me, Uncle Yan."

“Uncle Yan, what’s the matter?”

"You open the door first." Uncle Yan didn't know what Boss Qin was doing here, so he had to say this.

 Qian Xiaohao sighed, reached out to unlock the door, and opened the security door. The first thing that caught his eye was not Uncle Yan, but a burly figure.

"Who is this?"

"Let me introduce you." Uncle Yan pointed at Qin Yao and said seriously: "This is the new boss of our building and the landlord of all our residents."

 Qian Xiaohao looked stunned, and then asked in confusion: "Mr. Landlady...do you have anything to do with me?"

“Do you believe there are ghosts in this world?” Qin Yao asked.

 Qian Xiaohao was dumbfounded.

It wasn't his reality. If the man in front of him wasn't wearing a tailor-made suit and Uncle Yan was there to prove his identity, he would have suspected that there was something wrong with him.

How can anyone come up and ask this kind of question?

Uncle Yan opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but he didn't know what to say, so the atmosphere in the room gradually became awkward.

 Qian Xiaohao didn’t like this awkward feeling very much, so he said, “I believe it, because I think it’s impossible for rumors to spread around for thousands of years.”

Qin Yao: “Want to see a ghost?”

 Qian Xiaohao: “???”

Uncle Yan: “???”

They feel like they have seen a ghost now...

At this time, the two female ghosts on the roof seemed to understand what he said. One ran to the chair and the other ran to the corner.

Qin Yao glanced at them and continued to ask Qian Xiaohao: "Do you want to, or don't you want to?"

 Qian Xiaohao laughed dryly: "You are so funny."

Qin Yao flicked his finger between his eyebrows, then stepped into the room, held his cheeks with both hands, turned his head, and looked into the room.

Qian Xiaohao wanted to resist, but in the end he saw the most horrifying scene he had ever seen in his life: a female ghost in a white dress and black hair, with black smoke coming out of her body, hanging on her own rope, her naked feet constantly swinging back and forth. . In fear, his pupils dilated, but all his strength suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Qin Yao continued to turn his cheek, forcing his eyes to shift from the electric fan to the corner, but he saw next to the bookcase, also dressed in a white dress, like a replica of a hanged ghost, holding a pair of long scissors in her hands, coldly Watch them.

 “Gudong.”

 Qian Xiaohao swallowed hard.

Qin Yao let go of his cheek, turned to the old security guard and said, "Uncle Yan, I have something to talk to this gentleman about. You can go back to the security room and rest first."

Uncle Yan is still confused until now, but he restrained his curiosity, nodded slightly, turned and left.

"Mr. Qin, what should we do now?" Qian Xiaohao quickly regained his composure and asked in a low voice.

 “The most correct thing to do is not to provoke them.”

Suddenly, a man with round glasses on his nose, pajamas and underpants, and a pair of cross-over slippers appeared at the door. He held a burning cigarette in his hand. His gloomy temperament made him look like a book. , the book is filled with stories.

“Ayou.” Looking at his sloppy appearance, Qin Yao said softly.

Ayou was stunned for a moment, and a look of astonishment appeared on his melancholy face: "Do you know me?"

“As a landlord, isn’t it unusual for you to know your tenants?” Qin Yao asked rhetorically.

This logic seems to be okay, but Ayou always feels that something is not right: "Do you know all the hundreds of residents in this building?"

 Chin Yao: "Is it important?"

 Ayou: “…”

“I think the most important thing is how to solve the current problem.” Qian Xiaohao interjected.

Ayou: "It's very simple. You burn three more sticks of incense, three sticks for each person, and then change rooms."

Qian Xiaohao subconsciously looked at Qin Yao, but saw that the other party left him and walked towards the room.

"Hello!"

 Ayou shouted: "What are you doing?"

Qin Yao ignored his shouting, went straight to the fan, raised his arms, and hung him on the rope as soon as he stretched out his hand. The little girl ghost, who was covered in black smoke, raised her arms and taught: "You It's swinging, swinging back and forth."

 Xi Jie female ghost: "?"

 The big sorceress: "?"

 Ayou: “?”

 Qian Xiaohao: “?”

　　Even people and ghosts, there are question marks on everyone’s heads.

"Hey." After a moment, a trace of resentment flashed across the face of the female ghost, and she opened her mouth and bit Qin Yao's neck.

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"Snapped."

With a push and a pull, Qin Yao directly removed the little girl's chin, and said in a deep voice: "If you are a dog, you will bite if you disagree with me."

 Ayou: “…”

 Ghosts are invisible, so why was the chin removed?

This scene was beyond his understanding.

  As for Qian Xiaohao, he was even more confused.

  What kind of magical unfolding is this? ? ?

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"Snapped."

 Qin Yao raised his hand and pushed up the chin of the small prostitute, took her wrist, turned and walked towards the big prostitute. Under the astonished gaze of the other girl, he took the scissors from her hand and handed the small prostitute's hand into hers.

  The big double girl: "?"

 Xi Jie Nu: "?"

no.

What is this?

Qin Yao breathed out gently and said: "I know your suffering and your resentment, but the matter has come to this. What you have to do is to look forward, rather than wallowing in the pain of the past."

 Twin female ghosts: “…”

"You two stay out of the way and I'll give them some psychological counseling." Qin Yao suddenly turned his head and looked towards the door and said in a deep voice.

Ayou twitched the corner of his mouth, took a deep breath, pulled the stunned Qian Xiaohao and turned around to leave.

Shortly after.

Being forcibly pulled into a room, Qian Xiaohao just came back to his senses, stared and said: "He, he, he..."

 Ayou: “Calm down.”

 Qian Xiaohao took a few breaths hard, scratched his head and said, "What on earth is going on? I'm a little confused."

Ayou pursed his lips and sighed: "Three years ago, there was a family of three living in 2442. The husband was a tutor. While tutoring a pair of twins, his **** came out and he raped the daughter-in-law. By chance, The eldest prostitute who came over found her and stabbed her to death with scissors.

What is pitiful and tragic is that when the eldest daughter stabbed the beast to death, she used too much force and stabbed herself at the same time, and eventually died together with the beast.

Unable to bear the fact that she was humiliated and that her sister died trying to save her, the younger sister committed suicide by hanging herself on a fan. The souls of the two sisters remained in 2442.

The new landlord probably knew what happened, so even if he had the ability to kill the two sisters, he did not do it at will. Instead, he wanted to save them. "

 Qian Xiaohao: “…”

 Some people say that the movies he has made are ridiculous.

 It turns out that life is more absurd than movies!

 (End of this chapter)