On a rural cement road, the road surface is very rotten, the cement floor is high and low, and there are a lot of cracks. Occasionally, the cement floor will explode violently in some sections of the road, bringing up a large piece of cement blocks to rise high.

And on this shabby road, a women's motorcycle slowly moved forward.

While controlling the front handle of the motorcycle, Zhang Kun hummed a small song, and couldn't help but smile on his face. When the matter of opening a clinic was in trouble, or in other words, Zhang Kun was naturally unhappy.

So even when I went to the county town, I chose this old path that almost few people would take in order to hurry.

This road is said to have been built in the 1960s and 1970s and has a lifespan of 30 to 40 years. It is the main road that once connected the two county towns.

However, because of the immature early technology and the overloaded trucks passing by over the years, a good road was tossed like this in just 30 or 40 years.

Because the road surface is seriously damaged, it seriously affects driving speed, and the county's later development of the center of gravity and a new transportation avenue was developed, this old road was slowly abandoned.

The county was too lazy to send engineering teams to repair it, so it kept breaking it. In addition, Xinma Road still connects two county towns, and the journey is shorter and the road conditions are better, making it a more important main road.

So on this old road, there are already very few vehicles passing by here, and sometimes the traffic flow of a day is less than one hundred.

However, this road is the closest road to the county town for the village where Zhang Kun’s grandmother is. If you walk from Xindao, you have to take a detour of nearly ten miles. Although the road conditions are better, it takes more time.

Therefore, some motorcycles from the county towns in villages often walk from here. First, save some time, and second, if the trip is less, the gasoline consumes naturally, so saving money is not the case.

As for the poor road conditions, it doesn’t matter whether the motorcycle is good or not. Just walk. If it’s a little bumpy, it’s never necessary to pay attention to the villagers.

Walking from this road, you can go directly to the county town without passing through Taixian Town. While humming a small song, Zhang Kun turned his right hand slightly, occasionally adding accelerator and occasionally putting accelerator to make the motorcycle drive as smoothly as possible. This is not a problem for Zhang Kun.

It has been almost twenty minutes since we left home, and we will be able to get to the county in about half an hour. Zhang Kun was already thinking about how to communicate when he saw President Wu Jianye.

Although he was able to go to the clinic this time, he received the favor of President Li Tongxin, but Wu Jianye was the one who handled it. Moreover, the clinic may be under the name of the county people's hospital in the future. Nominally, Wu Jianye will be his immediate boss in the future, so he really has to pay attention to his words.

Not to mention that he would be so happy that he would be so lucky that he should not offend him, but at least he should not offend him. Zhang Kun always knew that he was not a well-behaved person. If he didn't pay attention and made an inappropriate word, he would be unhappy and not say anything on his lips. What if he remembered it in his heart?

Maybe Dean Wu doesn’t care, but it’s better to have less than more things. Now, thinking about how to talk is always good.

Just like that, Zhang Kun used all his heart, riding a motorcycle and humming a small song while turning his mind for a while.

However, just about halfway through the journey, Zhang Kun suddenly became stunned, and the speed of the motorcycle could not help but slow down.

Five hundred meters ahead, about five meters above a wild grass on the left side of the road, a translucent figure floated.

The figure was a young man about twenty-seven or eight years old. He seemed to have just died, with a confused face on his face. It was probably a few days later. Of course, Zhang Kun would make such a judgment. The most important thing is that in the transparent figure, there was no gray gas that Zhang Kun had commonly seen in the past.

In other words, there is no obsession in the soul and mind that must be stuck in this world, but in this case he still remains in this world. It is only possible that he is just dead not long ago and has not passed the first seventh.

After the first seventh year, without the entanglement of gray gas, he will ascend to heaven.

So young!

Zhang Kun sighed slightly, then slowly withdrew his gaze and continued driving towards the county town on his motorcycle.

In this world, there are many people who die every day. According to statistics, in the whole world, about 150,000 people die every day, which is more than 6,000 in an hour, with an average of 100 people per minute and nearly two people per second.

It was through this skill of speaking that several more people died in this world.

Zhang Kun could not care about so many people who died every day. Besides, there was no gray gas in his body, which means there was no obsession. As long as you wait until the first seventh year, you would naturally ascend to heaven without worrying about it.

So, Zhang Kun naturally rode a motorcycle and slowly passed the transparent figure.

However, just as Zhang Kun's motorcycle passed by the wild grass where the figure was, Zhang Kun's nose unconsciously shook slightly, and Zhang Kun's face changed slightly.

Zhang Kun's eyes flashed for a while, and then the motorcycle's speed involuntarily slowed down again, and even finally stopped.

Zhang Kun stepped on the ground and supported the motorcycle. He seemed to be hesitating in his heart, but in the end, Zhang Kun still had a motorcycle under his crotch, then put on the foot, and his eyes slowly turned to the left side of the roadside, a large area of ​​weeds half a person tall.

The weeds are very lush, and it seems that with the arrival of spring, the weeds have reached the year of growing wildly. In addition, there are no farmland nearby and no one planting the farmer, so naturally there are no people to clean up this large area of ​​weeds, and they still wantonly absorb the nutrients of the earth and grow rapidly.

Zhang Kun looked at the wild grass, then finally took a step, followed the slight smell from the air, and pushed away the grass bit by bit, and walked in.

A minute later, Zhang Kun stood silently behind the wild grass, in a seemingly messy grass, with a slightly dim expression.

A person, or to be precise, a corpse, a male corpse, a young male corpse, wearing more casual clothes, lying on the weeds, with his back facing up, and his face could not be seen.

On the back of the corpse, there was a hole as thick as a thumb, and a large piece of blood stained red black hair. The hole exploded from the inside to the outside, penetrated the entire head of the deceased.

The blood has solidified, but it is still bright red and slightly black. The hemoglobin in the blood has begun to slowly oxidize into methoglobin. From this, it can be inferred that the corpse in front of me will not last more than two hours.
Chapter completed!