There’s an Evil Spirit Here Chapter 581: Transport the corpse
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In the rainy season, it is always Wuyang Wuyang.
The sky is covered with haze, and the sky will naturally darken early.
When the filming of today's scene was finished, the crew returned to the hotel where they were staying, although it was still early, and it was only seven o'clock in the evening, but the sky was already completely dark.
When the meal is over, Founder made a request.
He wants to sleep in a separate room from the local tyrant Dong.
"Wh Ye Qianqit?"
The local tyrant is puzzled.
"Because you grind your teeth like a hamster at night."
Founder feels that his reasons are very good.
The Tyrant Dong is still so young, with no physical illness, and of course he doesn’t have the habit of grinding his teeth.
In this way, he can move on his own at night.
But Fang Zheng's words immediately gave the local tyrant Dong a psychological shadow.
"Fangfang, do I really have the habit of grinding teeth at night? Is it the creaking southern hamster grinding teeth, or the chucking northwestern groundhog grinding teeth?"
"No, I will turn my phone on tonight for recording!"
Fangzheng sent away the Tyrant Dong. He just got the key to the rebooked room from the front desk. His newly booked room number was next to the Tyrant East. When he returned, he happened to see one The familiar and slim back figure is standing at the east gate of the local tyrant, acting gentle and about to knock on the door.
Fang Zheng saw, Yile, isn't this the goddess of the local tyrant, Ye Qianqi?
He sighed inwardly.
In the middle of the night.
Lonely man and widow.
The dreamy goddess came to the door alone at night. The two of them must have an adulterous affair. I never thought that the local tyrant would start so fast.
Fang Zheng felt that he could not be an electric light bulb at this time. As a result, Ye Qianqi heard the sound of the elevator door opening behind him, and when she turned her head to see that it was Fang Zheng, her face was full of joy.
"Founder, I happen to be looking for you."
? ?
"You didn't come to find the local tyrant Dong, you came to me?" Fang Zheng said with a little bit of his finger.
It turns out that Ye Qianqi came to thank Fang Zheng for the accident during the day.
"Thank you for the accident during the day of the crew. Although I thanked you during dinner in the evening, there were so many people and it was not convenient to say many things, so I will ask you again in private to say thank you , Thank you for your shot during the day."
The two stood in the aisle and started talking.
"Thank you very much, how much is that?" Fang Zheng asked with a smile, to get rid of the embarrassment in the air.
Ye Qianqi was startled.
Before Ye Qianqi could answer, Fang Zheng smiled and waved his hand and said, "Miss Ye, I have accepted your gratitude. Let’s expose this matter. In fact, I was not only saving you, Miss Ye, but also I'm saving myself."
Fangzheng felt that if the two of them continued to be so polite, they would definitely be endless. Next, he had to go to the war zone to investigate the situation there.
With this time of human relations, it is better to do something more practical. After all, according to the soldier's appearance as described by the tour guide, and then think of the strange disappearance of the police car, there must be extraordinary incidents in the war zone.
As long as there is a supernatural event, he can gain soul energy.
Compared to sisters, cultivation is more important.
This is, I was rejected?
Ye Qianqi blinked her eyes that were clear and clear, and she seemed to be unresponsive. Then she smiled slightly, and the embroidered lotus smiled, and the waves of her eyes moved and were guessed.
"Good."
With a dignified and generous smile, the two of them parted at the door afterwards.
Just when Ye Qianqi disappeared at the corner of the corridor, the door of the Tyrant Dong opened from the inside. He saw Fang Zheng standing at the door. He was taken aback for a moment and then asked: "Fang Fang, I seemed to be outside the door just now. Did you hear my goddess Ye talking?"
Fangzheng said directly and decisively: "No, you must have heard it wrong."
After saying goodbye to the local host, Fangzheng returned to the guest room.
Only the local tyrant Dong looked suspiciously at the square next door, and then looked at the corridor aisle: "No, I smelled a girl's body fragrance at the door..."
The local tyrant Dong who couldn't figure it out, simply shook his head and returned to the room.
Perhaps the local tyrant Dong couldn't think of it. His goddess did come, but he didn't find him, but the old Wang Fangzheng who lives next door to him...This is really a sad story.
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Siam is a Southeast Asian country that laughs at the poor but not at the prostitution.
Although it is a country of Buddhism, its Buddhism is different from domestic Buddhism. Domestic Buddhism is Mahayana Buddhism, which advocates enlightenment and transcendence, and finally cultivates true fruit; while Southeast Asian Buddhism is basically derived from Theravada Buddhism and focuses on Individual practice, so Mahayana Buddhism is not feasible in Southeast Asia.
Because of this, people in this country laugh at the poor but not at the prostitution. As long as they can eat enough, men will find ways to become women. Because in Siam, women can make more money than men.
Apai is a male hospital nurse. Even at night, he will continue to come to the dangerous city where the gun battle took place last night to clean up the corpse.
The other people who came with him to clean up the corpse were just like him. The family was poor and couldn't perform surgery. He had been trying to save money for himself.
Only men from poor families can do these tiring and hard work.
The rich have already fulfilled their ideals in life, earning more money than surgery fees early on.
"Apai, let's move slowly, we don't need to work so hard, this rainy day is too annoying." A slightly shrill voice whispered to Apai.
The speaker is Ban Zhuang, a classmate and colleague of Apai.
Ban Zhuang is a thin and thin man of 160 cm tall. He is wearing a waterproof raincoat. While carrying a corpse with Apai, he moved to the transport truck parked aside, and complained to Apai. .
"This is not good. The current season is most prone to bacteria and plague. These corpses have been left for a day, and the rate of decay in the rainy season will be very fast." Apai said hesitantly.
He is also wearing a raincoat.
In these poor and backward small Southeast Asian countries, human lives are the least valuable, and only money is the most valuable. Purchasing biochemical suits, which is not for money, the corrupt authority, for the sake of money, so they only give these people who carry the corpses, simple equipment, raincoats, masks, gloves...not even decent biochemical suits.
Speaking of these corpses, Banzhuang subconsciously looked down at the cold corpses in his hands. The corpses were not covered with white cloth. Because there were too many dead people, even the corpses were transported by trucks and trucks. There is so much effort to care about these details.
So, at this moment, these tragic corpses are directly exposed to the eyes of the two with grim expressions on their faces.
Looking at the hideous expression on the dead man's face, Ban Zhuang shuddered inexplicably, feeling a whistling yin breeze behind him.
"There are so many people who died this time. The corpses were transported away in trucks and trucks...Apai, do you think these people really died in the chaotic gunfight yesterday, just like the police said? ?"