MMB Chapter 249 Li Zhi's Life Experience
Chapter 249 Li Zhi's Life Experience
The old man looked about seventy years old, with white hair and wrinkles all over his face.
Holding a cane in his hand, he slowly walked towards Bai Xuan and the others.
"There's an old man, it's not a ghost, right?" Fatty Wang's nerves that had just been relaxed began to tighten again.
Bai Xuan stretched out a finger and shook his head, "No, this old man is not a ghost, he is a human being, if he is a ghost, he cannot be wearing a pair of water shoes.
Ghosts don't know how to wear such shoes, or they don't wear shoes, they must be paper shoes.
After Bai Xuan said this, Fatty Wang and Little Sister Dui also relaxed their vigilance.
At this moment, the white-haired old man walked up to them with a kind smile on his face.
"Where are you young people going?
The white-haired old man asked with a smile.
"Oh, we came here for a tour, and now we are going back."
Bai Xuan explained.
"Don't go to the inner village, the inner village is haunted.
The white-haired old man said: "As soon as it reaches 25 in the evening, a crazy person will come out, look for his lottery tickets everywhere, and kill anyone when he sees it.
This sentence made Fatty Wang and the three of them change their faces.
Because the man who the white-haired old man was talking about was probably Li Zhi.
"Old man, is this the lottery ticket you're talking about?
Fatty Wang immediately took out half of the lottery ticket he had found earlier from his pocket and handed it to the white-haired old man.
"Oh, let me see.
The white-haired old man took the lottery ticket, looked at it carefully, and nodded immediately.
"Yes, it's the lottery for this year, but I don't know if it wasn't for this lottery."
The white-haired old man immediately pointed at the date displayed in the lower left corner of the lottery ticket, and then said:
"Look, this lottery was from 1996, when Li Zhi bought the lottery in that year."5
"What do you mean?" Fatty Wang didn't quite understand.
The white-haired old man sighed: "It's miserable, it's too miserable, he won 10 million yuan, but because the lottery was taken away by a dog, he couldn't find it, so he jumped into the river and committed suicide, hey!
"Then when did he die?"
Bai Xuan then asked.
"He died in 1996. He was only 21 years old when he died. What a short life."
As the white-haired old man spoke, he took out an old smoking gun from his pocket.
Fatty Wang hurriedly took the other half of the lottery ticket and carefully glanced at the date on it, only to be surprised to find that this lottery ticket was not purchased recently, but more than 20 years ago.
The date printed on the lottery ticket is 1996, but the handwriting on it is out of sight.
"Old man, I want to ask, why are you here?"
Bai Xuan continued to ask again.
"Of course I'm here. I've lived in this village all my life."
The white-haired old man added: "Every night, I will come and burn some incense for him, so that he can also calm down for a while and will not come out to harm others."
At this point, Bai Xuan was silent.
Fatty Wang, Dian Xiaomei, and Yang Ying also chose to remain silent.
Because they were so frightened that they didn't dare to say a word, they didn't expect that the photographer Li Zhi, who had been following them, had been dead for so many years.
"Okay, it's time for me to go home. If you guys are kind, go and burn some paper money for that guy."
After speaking, the white-haired old man turned and left.
After a while, his back disappeared into the jungle.
After about five minutes, Bai Xuan and the other four people recovered.
"Let's go back and find Li Zhi."
Just when Fatty Wang and the other three were still sleeping in a nightmare, Bai Xuan suddenly woke them up.
"What did you say?" Fatty Wang was shocked: "Li Zhi is a ghost, should we go back to find him?
"Yeah, the ghosts haven't come to arrest him and return to the underworld. I guess he is too pitiful to bear."
Bai Xuan explained it this way.
"We...are we really going back to find him?" Yang Ying asked with an ugly face.
Bai Xuan nodded: "We have to help him, after all, he is also our colleague, we can't just watch his soul wandering in the world like this."
At this time, the three of Fatty Wang were silent again, and none of them dared to speak.
Obviously, none of them wanted to go back, after all, they felt scared when they saw Li Zhi's evil face.
"Old Bai, I think you are right.
Fatty Wang sighed: "His soul has been wandering here, looking for his lottery tickets every night, what a pitiful person.
"Then let's go back, I don't think Li Zhi is actually so scary.
The little sister stayed also said.
"Yeah, then let's go back and find him. 35 Yang Ying also said.
At the same time, the four of them nodded and decided to go back the same way to find Li Zhi.
Ten minutes later, they returned to this barren tomb.
At this time, only a familiar figure was seen sitting firmly on a large rock in front of the tombstone, his body did not move, and the more he looked, the more he looked like Li Zhi.
"Li Zhi, we are back.
Fatty Wang hurriedly ran behind him, and immediately took out the two and a half lottery tickets in his pocket.
"We have already found your lottery ticket for you, and now we need to help you redeem it. 35
Fatty Wang continued.
At this time, Li Zhi's pale face slowly turned around, and a pair of dead fish's gray eyes stared at Fatty Wang.
"It's been... it's been so long, can you still redeem it?"
500 "How many years?"
"It's like, it's been more than 20 years, and it's gone."
Li Zhi's voice is very vicissitudes of life, which makes people's ears a little unbearable.
"Who said it can't be redeemed?" Bai Xuan said, "I can help you redeem the lottery ticket now, isn't it 10 million? 99
"But... but my wife is also dead, what's the use of me asking for money?
While Li Zhi was talking, water kept flowing from his head, and his entire face was covered in beads of sweat.
"Who is your wife?" Fatty Wang asked while standing aside.
Suddenly, Li Zhi stretched out a stiff arm and pointed his finger at Yang Ying who was standing beside Fatty Wang.
"She...she looks exactly like my wife, but not my wife.
Yang Ying's expression suddenly changed, and she stood on the spot trembling all over.
"You...what did you say?
At this moment, Bai Xuan suddenly remembered something, and that was the corpse of the red-robed woman who had been salvaged from under the bridge.
This female corpse does look exactly like Yang Ying.
Li Zhi continued with a stiff tone: "I... I... I... After I committed suicide, my wife jumped into the river with me, and she was wearing a red robe when she died, but I couldn't find it. She is."
"What's your wife's name?" Bai Xuan asked.