The temperature dropped tonight, the autumn rain continued, and business was really bad. Shen Hao walked around the city and didn't get many customers. He didn't even make a hundred dollars. Excluding the charter fee for the car owner, Big Fat Liu,

It was a waste of time tonight.

Sitting in the taxi, looking at the dark night, Shen Hao was filled with swear words. His cell phone rang, and there was a WeChat message from his girlfriend Ding Xia. Ding Xia's brother will come to Jiangcheng tomorrow afternoon. Shen Hao quickly prepared 20,000 yuan.

good.

Looking at WeChat, Shen Hao's head felt as if he had been hit hard by a brick, and he was so dizzy that he was so dizzy. It rained all night. He had just resigned from his job two days ago, and finally found a job as a night shifter for someone else.

Some of my 10,000 yuan of savings were pledged to Big Fatty Liu. Where can I find 20,000 yuan?

Having been with Ding Xia for more than a year, Shen Hao felt like he was like a cash machine, being withdrawn by Ding Xia constantly. Now, Ding Xia's younger brother is asking for another 20,000 yuan for an engagement. If he is still a white-collar worker in the company, 20,000 yuan is required.

We can still raise money, but?

He couldn't tell Ding Xia the news of his resignation, as that would be another dispute after his resignation. Shen Hao scratched his head and tried another place. He couldn't get nothing tonight.

Just as I was about to start the car, someone tapped on the window outside.

"It's business." Shen Hao was overjoyed. He looked out and saw a skinny old man standing at the door of the car. Under the dim street lights, the old man's face was dark. He was wearing coarse clothes and no raincoat. He was shivering in the rain.

trembling.

"Uncle, get in the car quickly." Shen Hao greeted hurriedly.

"Young man, are you going to Baiyunpo?" The old man asked standing outside the car door before getting in the car.

Baiyunpo? Shen Hao's mind quickly turned around. Baiyunpo is on the outskirts of Jiangcheng. It's quite far from the city. It can't attract return passengers at this point. Generally, drivers don't know how to use the meter when they go there at this time. They ask for the price directly. At least

One hundred, more expensive on rainy days.

Shen Hao looked at the shivering old man outside, paused, "Go, don't check the watch, one hundred."

"I have no money." The old man smiled.

"No money?" Shen Hao felt like his head was hit by a brick again. Venus turned into Mars. Isn't this fucking funny? "Uncle, I can't go without money."

"You really can't go?"

Shen Hao nodded.

The old man didn't say anything more, just shook his head, hunched over and walked towards the front of the road, stopping cars as he walked. Soon a taxi stopped next to the old man, the old man said a few words to the car window, and the taxi drove away.

, raised a puddle of water on the roadside and splashed on the old man.

Shen Hao had been sitting in the car without moving. The way the old man staggered forward in the rain reminded him of his father. His father was still alive at this age. Forget it, there was no business tonight anyway, so he just did it as a good thing.

After catching up with the old man in the car, Shen Hao opened the car door and said, "Uncle, come on up. I will take you to Baiyun Slope."

"I have no money." The old man still said the same thing.

"I don't want your money. Today is my birthday and I will do good things." Shen Hao smiled.

"Your birthday?" The old man looked up and down at Shen Hao.

"Uncle, if you don't get in the car, the rain will get heavy soon and the road to Baiyunpo will be impossible."

The old man hummed, opened the door and got in the car.

As the car drove towards Baiyunpo, Shen Hao glanced at the old man out of the corner of his eye and said, "Uncle, do you have something urgent to do when you go to Baiyunpo so late?"

"Seeing relatives." The old man said expressionlessly.

Just as Shen Hao was about to ask again, the old man had already leaned back on the chair and closed his eyes.

Holy shit, he was still asleep. He didn’t even say thank you for riding in the car for nothing. This old man is really a gentleman. Shen Hao laughed helplessly and saw that the rain outside was getting heavier, so he accelerated the car and drove quickly.

More than half an hour later, the car approached Baiyun Slope. Just when Shen Hao was about to ask for the specific destination, the old man opened his eyes, glanced out of the car, and said calmly, "Stop."

"Uncle, let me take you to your door. It's raining outside." Shen Hao said kindly.

"No, stop the car." The old man said firmly.

Shen Hao suddenly braked and parked the car on the side of the road.

The old man pushed the door open and got out of the car. He had already stepped outside with one foot, then looked back at Shen Hao and said, "Young man, your birthday is today next month. Don't lie when you do good deeds from now on."

"Me." Shen Hao was stunned for a moment as if he had been tapped.

The old man smiled, slammed the car door, and disappeared into the rain and mist.

Shen Hao came to his senses from his daze. How did this old man know my real birthday? I didn't tell him all the way?

Hearing a ringing sound in his ears, Shen Hao quickly took out his iPhone and saw that it was not his own cell phone ringing. There was another cell phone on the passenger seat, blinking at him.

Shen Hao reached out and picked up the phone. It was an old push-button phone with the paint worn off, like an antique.

This must have been pulled by the old man. His age and clothing were suitable for such a mobile phone. But except for the heavy rain outside, there was not even a shadow of a ghost. How could it be returned to him?

Shen Hao checked his address book and call history, but they were all empty.

Shen Hao was in trouble. No one wanted such a broken mobile phone if it was left on the road. But looking at the old man's instigating behavior, he would definitely feel distressed if he lost it. He simply waited for him where he was. Maybe he would find it back soon.

After finishing his cigarette, the old man still hadn't come back. Shen Hao looked at his watch and became anxious. If he didn't leave, he would really be robbed by the rain.

While he was hesitating, his cell phone rang, and Shen Hao hurriedly picked it up, "Uncle, your cell phone is in my car. I'm still at the place where you got off the car. Come and get it quickly."

"Young man, I won't take that phone away, I'll give it to you."

"Uncle, you want to use your mobile phone to pay for the car? I told you to pull you for nothing. I don't want the mobile phone. Otherwise, you can tell me the address of your relative's house and I will send it to you." Shen Hao said with a smile. The old man took it.

A broken mobile phone looks great.

"The Palace of Hell, can you come?"

Where is it, the Hall of Hell in the underworld? Shen Hao suddenly felt a chill behind his back, "Uncle, please don't joke. It's such a dark night, this joke is meaningless."

"I'm not joking. I am Zhang Wuye, the judge of the underworld. I was ordered by the King of Hell to go to the world to find a caring person. Unfortunately, I even asked seventeen drivers, but no one was willing to take me. You are the eighteenth, not only do you want to take me

, you are still waiting in the rain for the property to be returned to its original owner. You are a caring person, so I will give you this phone."

Eighteen? Eighteen levels of hell. Shen Hao was agitated again, and thought again, the old man must have a mental problem, in what age, the Lord of Hell still uses a mobile phone, who are you trying to fool?

"Uncle, you said you are the judge of the underworld, so I want to meet someone, can you help me do it?" Shen Hao teased deliberately.

"Meeting whom?"

"My dad has been dead for three years, and he should be with you now. If you can let me see him, I will believe you."

There was no response on the phone.

Shen Hao smiled and said, "Uncle, don't be joking. If you don't come over to get your phone, I will leave. It will rain heavily and I won't be able to go back to the city. Next time I go out, let your family accompany you."

After Shen Hao finished speaking, he was about to hang up the phone when a voice from the other end of the phone shouted, "Shen Hao, please wait for five minutes."

"How do you know my name is Shen Hao?" Shen Hao was stunned. The service plate on the front of the taxi showed Fatty Liu's photo and name.

"I am the judge of the underworld. Since you have been chosen by me, I understand everything about you. Your father's name is Shen Changrong. Your parents divorced when you were young, and your father single-handedly raised you. He died in an accident three years ago. The perpetrator has not been found yet, right?"

Listening to the voice on the other end of the phone, Shen Hao repeatedly said yes, that's right, not bad at all.

"In five minutes, you can receive a call from your father."

The phone hung up, and Shen Hao sat stiffly. What he encountered was not mental illness. Could it be that he really encountered the judge of the underworld?

Shen Hao pinched himself. It hurt. It was not a dream, but his scalp was numb. He wanted to run, but he couldn't move his legs. He added another cigarette to stabilize his mood. It seemed that the old man had no ill intentions. Wait five minutes, wait five minutes.

The seconds passed like years, and five minutes finally arrived. As soon as the bell rang, Shen Hao couldn't help but tremble, and picked up the phone, "Uncle."

"Shen Hao, I am dad."

"Dad." Shen Hao jumped up from his seat and hit his head on the roof of the car.

"Shen Hao, how are you at home?" the person on the phone asked.

Shen Hao sat back in his seat and listened carefully. It was his father's voice on the other side of the phone. He had listened to it for more than 20 years, and he could not mishear his father's voice.

Shen Hao shed tears and told his father about the situation at home. He also asked about his father's situation. During his lifetime, his father was a kind man who worked in engineering construction. He didn't suffer any trouble when he got there. He still did his old job and worked as a maintenance man in the underworld. A small leader of the team.

After hearing this, Shen Hao felt much more at ease.

"Shen Hao, I left suddenly. There is one thing I didn't have time to tell you. There is a 30,000 passbook under the second to last tile behind the toilet in our bathroom. The password is your birth date. Go back and get the passbook. Yes, take out the money and use it yourself."

After talking about family affairs, my father said again.

Also, Shen Hao didn't know whether he was surprised or happy about this.

"Shen Hao, there is one more thing. You must remember to find the perpetrator. Otherwise, I will not be able to live here."

"Dad, don't worry, I will definitely find the perpetrator." Shen Hao gritted his teeth.

"Okay, I'm relieved then. I still have work on hand so I won't say much more. You take good care of yourself." The phone hung up.

Seeing that his phone didn't ring anymore, Shen Hao wanted to call back, but found that the call history was blank.

There was lightning and thunder outside, and heavy rain poured down. A huge feeling of fear filled his heart. Shen Hao hurriedly threw his cell phone into the passenger seat, turned the car around, and drove home.

Shen Hao's house is an old-fashioned building without an elevator. When he got home, Shen Hao ran into the house and went straight to the bathroom. He pried open the tile. Sure enough, there was a plastic paper package under the tile. When he opened the paper package, a bankbook appeared in front of him. No more, no less, exactly thirty thousand yuan.

Oh my god, it's all true. Shen Hao sat down on the ground. There really is hell in this world.
Chapter completed!