Introduction to the work "Retired Death Lives Next Door"
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Even if you are the god of death, you have to finish the takeout first.
Lin Bei, 25 years old, is a former programmer at a large factory who became a food delivery rider after being laid off.
The lowest point in life - I can't pay the rent, I can't pay the bills, my ex-girlfriend runs away, my ex-boss makes things worse. He thought this was all the malice in life, until late that night, he received a takeaway order for delivery to the cemetery.
The note read: "No. 14, Row 13. I don't want coriander for rice noodles. By the way, help me see if Lao Wangtou next door is there. He owes me two hundred yuan."
After delivering the order, he met an old man wearing a white vest and big pants, squatting next to the tombstone and eating instant noodles.
The uncle said that his name was Lao Zhou and his profession was the God of Death. He had worked for three thousand years and had just retired.
The uncle also said that Lin Bei was born with a dark eye, could see dead people, was courageous enough, and was not afraid of ghosts - he was a good candidate to become the God of Death.
"Food and housing are included, and there are no five social insurances or one housing fund, but the salary is not low."
Before Lin Bei could refuse, a black booklet was thrust into his hand.
Turning to the first page - the name of former boss Zhao Fugui is listed, and the date of death is today.
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This is the story of a delivery boy who works part-time as the Grim Reaper.
During the day, Lin Bei rides an electric bike through the city, delivering spicy hotpot, milk tea, and braised chicken and rice. At night, he opened the black book to collect the souls that refused to leave.
He had seen a drowned girl sending messages to her mother over and over again, but the signal box was always empty.
He had seen an old lady who refused to leave, standing by the window waiting for her son to come back for his last meal.
He saw a twenty-five-year-old foreigner
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