It's a hell game, who can still be a human being?

Chapter 483 Liu Zheng: You want me to help people become Buddhas, is that true?

"I really can't tell you the two pieces of information you want here."

The gray-haired security guard said with a bitter face.

"Then say something that can be said."

Liu Zheng said considerately.

"for example?"

"For example, how do I get the honorary owner medal for this community?"

He gave an example.

After delivering takeaway to the mini-man for the second time, he finally understood the true value of the honorary owner medal.

Just getting the cooperation of property management and owners while working can be an intelligence tool if used well.

There is no sign of free entry and exit from the community yet, but it will come in handy sooner or later.

Since there is a novelist in Green Osmanthus Garden Crazy City and the frequency of forced distribution is so high, it would be a good idea to give it a medal of honorary owner.

"The honorary owner medal, that thing is not easy to get."

The gray-haired security guard hesitated and said.

"Are you going to talk for a long time? If so, wait until I come back from delivering the takeaway."

Liu Zheng glanced at his phone and said.

"It's not very long. The conditions for receiving the honorary owner medal of this community are simple and difficult at the same time."

The gray-haired security guard shook his head.

"Don't keep me in suspense. Tell me now."

he urged.

"As long as you get recommendations from ten new owners or three old owners who have lived in the property for more than ten years, you can receive the Honorary Owner Medal. The owner must be the property owner himself, not his family members or tenants."

The security guard with gray hair said.

“Are the two I delivered to old owners?”

"Both of them."

The gray-haired security guard nodded.

"That leaves only one family left."

Liu Zheng pondered.

Needless to say, novelists will definitely recommend it to him.

The pajama boy was easy to deal with. He brought back more than a dozen intestines from Art, specially prepared for this kid.

If it’s not enough, the worst that can happen is that your intestines will be turned upside down again.

"Is this the one?"

Liu Zheng reported the address and name of the person who ordered the meal.

"This isn't the house. He's only moved here a little over eight years ago."

The gray-haired security guard recalled for a moment and then shook his head.

"Do you remember the situation of the owners of the community?"

he said in surprise.

"Of course it's impossible to remember everything, but I have basically figured out the situation of the old owners."

The gray-haired security guard shook his head.

"That's pretty cool too. You really love your job, bro."

Liu Zheng said admiringly.

"There's no other way. If country people want to gain a foothold in the city, they have to be better than the city people and work harder than the city people."

"They slack off during work hours and drink and have fun after work. Unless they invite me, I never go because I spend all my time on work."

The security guard with grey hair said with some pride.

"Indeed, if we country folk want to become city folk, we can only crush them to death."

He agreed.

"Are you from the country too?"

"correct."

Liu Zheng nodded.

Although their welfare home was funded by the county, it was located in the countryside, and he grew up running around in the fields.

"Which township are you from?"

The security guard with gray hair became interested.

"Have you heard of Weidihu Township?"

"No."

The security guard with premature gray hair shook his head.

"It's normal that you haven't heard of it. It's extremely remote, even farther than the Ten Thousand Mountains from the city."

He said.

"Fuck, that's so far. How did you get here?"

The gray-haired security guard was shocked.

"Don't mention it. One day I was about to die, and someone asked me if I wanted to live. Of course I did, and then I signed an agreement, and the next thing I knew I was in the city."

Liu Zheng shrugged.

"That must be a joke from some important person. I've heard similar things from others."

The gray-haired security guard said sympathetically.

"Maybe. Help me think of a way, brother. If I can get the honorary owner medal, I'm sure you'll have helped me a lot."

He returned to the point.

"The old owners in this community are not easy to mess with. Brother Liu, if you don't have an order, it's best not to mess with them."

The gray-haired security guard shook his head.

"I know that, but it's not possible that all old owners are difficult to deal with. Brother, you know the situations of so many owners, so help me think about it."

As Liu Zheng spoke, he stuffed another handful of bills into the pocket of the gray-haired security guard.

"Hey, Brother Liu, you are too polite."

The security guard with premature gray hair felt a little embarrassed.

"The more courtesy, the less blame. The emperor doesn't need hungry soldiers, so how can he let his brothers help him while they are hungry? Don't you think so?"

he said with a smile.

"Yes Yes Yes."

The gray-haired security guard agreed repeatedly.

You are right, that is absolutely right.

He has been in the city for several years, and to be fair, his leaders and colleagues are not bad to him.

Basically, for every bite of meat they eat, the young gray-haired security guard will have a sip of soup.

But the problem is, even though there was a pile of meat to eat, they only gave him a mouthful of soup.

He is nothing like Liu Zheng, who gave meat as soon as he was asked to, and also asked for an extra sip of soup.

Now that he had received the money, the security guard with premature gray hair began to think.

The names of the owners flashed through his mind one by one, then gradually stopped.

"Yes, the owner of Room 15 in Building 304 has always wanted to become a Buddha. If you can help him become a Buddha, he will definitely be willing to write you a letter of recommendation."

The security guard with gray hair said.

".Brother, do you think too highly of me?"

Liu Zheng was speechless.

"If I have the ability to help others become Buddhas, why would I need to be a delivery man?"

No matter how lousy a Buddha is, he would never fall to the point of working in a bloody restaurant.

"Brother Liu, you misunderstood. Becoming a Buddha means transcending the dead. The owner is a ground-bound spirit. A spirit that stays at home has no intention of going to the cemetery, but cannot overcome the obsession in his heart, so he wants to find someone to help him become a Buddha."

The security guard with premature gray hair explained.

"Then let's find professionals, such as monks, Taoist priests, witches, and so on."

"The obsession of the soul is equivalent to a serious illness. Becoming a Buddha by oneself is equivalent to self-healing, while the salvation by professionals is equivalent to taking medicine or undergoing surgery, which will more or less hurt the soul or leave sequelae."

"The property management company also helped the owner find several professionals, but he rejected all of them as soon as he heard about the risks."

The security guard with gray hair said.

"Good fellow, you are still so cunning as to not seek medical treatment for your illness. Your property management is so dedicated, aren't you worried that the haunted house will affect the house price?"

He made a joke.

"It doesn't matter if it's a haunted house. Those who live in Crazy City are not easy to deal with. If the owner really turns into a haunted spirit, then our property management and many owners will be very happy."

The security guard with gray hair said.

"why?"

Liu Zheng asked. "An earthbound spirit that can maintain the sanity of a normal person is a great tonic for those who can absorb soul energy."

The gray-haired security guard replied.

"Oh~"

It dawned on him.

It turns out that they were all waiting for the gold coins to explode.

It's worthy of being a metropolis, even eating up a whole family is more cruel than in the real world.

In the real world, the most people who want to wipe out a family are those who want money and kill people, but in most cities, they will not let go even if the person dies.

"Then why are you so active?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"Because he was bored being alone, he held a concert at home. The key is that his singing is terrible, and the spirit's singing can not only penetrate walls, but also come to dreams. Not only are his neighbors deeply disturbed by him, but even the owners of the buildings next door are not immune to his harm."

The security guard with gray hair said.

"Didn't they ask the property management for help?"

"We did look for him, and we tried to stop him, but we couldn't. His father was an employee of the City Hall, and he was a role model who died in the line of duty. As long as he doesn't commit those serious crimes, let alone us, the Public Security Department won't be able to do anything to him."

The gray-haired security guard shrugged.

"It's a serious crime."

For some reason, the corpses of the Yuanshen sect believers suddenly flashed through Liu Zheng's mind.

Harboring a felon wanted by City Hall should be considered a felony, right?
"No, no, no."

He shook his head violently, dismissing the evil thoughts in his mind.

The other person didn't provoke him or offend him, nor did he commit any serious crime. He was just disturbing the neighbors. If he used this method to frame others, what was the difference between him and those bugs?
"Snapped!"

Liu Zheng waved his tentacles and slapped himself in the face.

"Uh, Brother Liu, what's wrong with you?"

The half-gray-haired security guard was startled by him.

"It's okay, my face is a little itchy. Go on, what is his obsession?"

Liu Zheng waved his tentacles and said.

"Oh, the owner is a loner, he has no wife or children, and his relationships with relatives and friends are poor, so no one helped him with his funeral."

"So, he wanted someone to help him with his funeral, especially to be his filial son and grandson."

The half-gray-haired security guard said.

"Isn't this easy to achieve? As long as he is willing to spend money, there are many people willing to be his filial sons and grandsons."

"The point is, he has no money."

The half-gray-haired security guard spread his hands.

"If he doesn't have it, he still has the house, right? Whoever organizes his funeral will inherit his house."

"His house was issued by the city hall. It only has limited property rights and cannot be transferred, sold, or even rented out. And once his obsession is resolved and he goes to the cemetery, this house will be taken back."

The half-gray-haired security guard knows the situation of the owner of Room 304 very well.

"He has nothing, so who would rush to be his offspring? Are you that cheap?"

he complained.

"That's what I mean. If there is no reward, then in order to avoid being disturbed by his noise, everyone will just hold their noses and push someone to do it. At worst, we can raise some compensation through crowdfunding."

"The key is that he has a very excessive request."

The half-gray-haired security guard continued.

"any request?"

"He wants those who mourn for him to kill all their immediate family members before they can become his descendants."

The half-gray-haired security guard replied.

"He's crazy, there's no benefit at all, but he wants to kill his entire family to mourn for him? Even someone who practices the ruthless way wouldn't do such a stupid thing, right?"

Liu Zheng couldn't help but curse.

"Who says it's not true? Even if we crowdfund, we can only raise a little bit at most. It's impossible for the whole family to come together, right? So this matter has been put on hold."

The half-gray-haired security guard said helplessly.

"If I were the owner of that building, I would just crowdfund to hire a killer to physically incarnate him."

He made a gesture of wiping his neck.

"With the city hall protecting him, no one is willing to take the lead."

The half-gray-haired security guard shook his head.

No matter how bloody the power struggle in City Hall is, it is an internal matter. If outsiders dare to attack people in City Hall, they will be killed as a warning to others.

"Is that so? If I can help him become a Buddha, will your property management company and the homeowners' committee give me any extra rewards?"

Liu Zheng rolled his eyes and said.

"Ah? Brother Liu, you don't look like someone who is short of money. You wouldn't do this just for an honorary owner medal, right?"

The half-gray-haired security guard was shocked, and at the same time, he felt a little bit resentful.

Even in a metropolis with simple folk customs, it is impossible to completely eliminate humanity, especially for country folk like them who value blood ties more.

After all, given the danger level outside the city, it is impossible to survive without gathering together for warmth.

And there is no more direct and reliable bond of unity than blood ties.

If Liu Zheng was going to destroy his own sect for such a small thing, then he felt that the gold bar he had just taken was a bit hot.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you, I'm an orphan."

Liu Zheng said calmly.

"Ah? Ah! Sorry, Brother Liu, I mentioned your sad story."

The half-gray-haired security guard was a little embarrassed.

No wonder this guy works so hard and is so neurotic, it turns out he is an orphan, then everything makes sense.

"It's okay. I think it's good. I have nothing to worry about. It's convenient for me to do anything. Look, it's convenient now."

He said considerately.

"That's right. Then when you get there, Brother Liu, just say that you were introduced by the property management."

"As for the rest of the information, I'll be off work at 12 o'clock tonight and back at 9 o'clock tomorrow night. Just call me when you're free."

The half-gray-haired security guard said.

"Okay. Well, it's getting late. I have to go deliver the food."

After Liu Zheng finished speaking, he suddenly stabbed a knife into his shoulder.

"You took the money but you still don't want to let me go. How can such a good thing happen in the metropolis? Be a good boy next time you see me, or I'll stab you in the head with this knife."

He turned the handle of the knife, extended his tentacle and slapped the half-white-haired security guard's face twice, which was twisted in pain, and then walked away.

"Brother Liu, take care."

The half-gray-haired security guard looked at his back with angry eyes, but whispered.

After entering the residential complex, Liu Zheng took out a human bone crutch and ran straight to Building 15.

"found it."

Arriving on the third floor, he quickly found the target room.

"Is anyone home?"

Liu Zheng knocked on the door hard, then shouted, asking knowingly.

"Who?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a translucent old man's head emerged from the door.

"Bloody Restaurant? I didn't order takeout. Don't you usually not force delivery to the dead? Do you think the 'money' we give is too little?"

The old man glanced at his uniform and spoke rapidly.

"Ahem, sir, I'm not here to deliver food to you. I'm here to mourn your death. The property management recommended me here."

Liu Zheng took a step back and said.

If the old man stuck his head out a little more, he would be able to French kiss him.

"what?!"

The old man was shocked at first, then turned into ecstasy.

"Hahaha, so many people have come. Finally someone is willing to be my grandson. Great, great!"

He said ecstatically, the sound of his soul more penetrating than the sound of a dolphin shook Liu Zheng's brain.

"It's my son."

He emphasized while enduring a headache.

Being someone's son is already the limit, being someone's grandson is too humiliating.

"It's all the same, all the same. Come on, come on, dear grandson, come in and have a good chat with grandpa!"

A pale arm stretched out from the door and dragged Liu Zheng directly into the room.

(End of this chapter)