Late Night Bookstore

"and then?"

Zhou Ze asked while drinking coffee.

Xu Qinglang also listened to the story alongside, um, it was interesting to listen to the story late at night.

As for tension and fear,

Not to mention Xu Qinglang, even the old man next to him was not scared at all.

In the old words,

Just scared a chicken,

Lao Tzu stayed with a ghost and a zombie all day long,

Am I scared?

Have I counseled?

I’m not afraid, I’m not counseling,

I'm just,

From heart.

"What else?" The teenager froze for a moment, then smiled and said: "There is also that I was awake. It turned out to be a dream, but this dream is like the real thing, ha ha."

After the teenager finished speaking, he yawned, and then picked up the one he took off from the rack and looked at it. It seemed that he saw something interesting and directly laughed.

What a simple child,

I thought I just had a dream,

Then you came to my store in the middle of the night,

Is it sleepwalking?

Xu Qinglang also looked at Zhou Ze with some surprise, and pointed to the teenager, and then to the brain.

Zhou Ze nodded,

The teenager did not know that he was dead.

He thought he was still alive, but he had become a ghost and had already wandered long ago.

"Do not accept him?" Xu Qinglang asked, "Aren't you just one?"

Just after Xu Qinglang came down from the upstairs, he saw Zhou Ze sitting opposite the boy and listening to the boy telling the story. He wouldn’t think Zhou Ze was worried about what was happening in the school, so he kept the boy as a clue to prepare for the way of the sky and save common people.

He knew that for the last one hundredth of the last point, Boss Zhou was so desperate that he was hungry and thirsty.

"Can't take it, he is not full of soul."

Zhou Ze shook his head, somewhat helpless.

Xu Qinglang frowned and took a closer look at the teenager. Only then did he discover some details. The soul of the teenager was incomplete, and the three souls and six souls lost some flavor. Knowing that he is dead.

Even if there were so many illogical things around him, even if he didn’t go to school in the middle of the night but appeared in the house,

He didn't feel anything wrong, and still felt that he was still alive.

Simply put, he has a problem with his brain now,

A very advanced

Intellectual disability.

When Zhou Ze saw him at first sight, he directly opened the door to hell,

How did you die?

What is your grievance?

Are you hungry? Are you thirsty?

I didn't ask anything, and I didn't have time to listen to him beep. I just planned to send him in so that I could correct myself, but I couldn't send it in, leaving Zhou Ze depressed and speechless for a while.

"Then, what are you going to do?" Xu Qinglang looked at Zhou Ze and reminded: "A ghost that can kill people, can you be indifferent?"

Xu Qinglang was right. Zhou Ze could not be indifferent about this matter. Although this is not the nonsense that the Spider-Man adoptive father said to him in the superhero movie, "The greater the power, the greater the responsibility," but since Zhou Ze is here If there is a ghost, he has the responsibility to prevent ghosts from messing around. If it does, it must be resolved as soon as possible.

Yin Si,

It's all in the eyes.

"Go." Zhou Ze nodded. "Are you going with me?"

"No, I'm going to get the mask when I come down. I'll go to bed later to get a beauty sleep."

Xu Qinglang was lying on the sofa lazily, and that kind of tenderness could bend the steel plate.

Zhou Ze is also somewhat helpless to Xu Qinglang. He clearly is normal in that respect. After letting a woman sleep as a duck, he still feels that he has left three thousand dollars in the bedside table.

It suffices to say that Xu Qinglang is okay in that respect, but he sometimes shows a casual attitude, and Bai Yingying, who does not wear makeup, is really no match for him.

Naturally charming,

Xu Qinglang was lucky in the contemporary era. If in ancient times, it is estimated that he would have been ravaged by emperors and nobles who had a long sleeve sleeve.

Lao Tao immediately volunteered at this time and took the initiative to take the car key from Zhou Ze, saying:

"Boss, Yingying eats chicken on it. There is no time. The poor people come to accompany you. It is the responsibility of my decent people to eliminate the evil spirit."

In this way, the old man drove the car, Zhou Ze sat on the co-pilot and drove to the Pingchao Middle School.

The distance is actually a bit far, and it takes half an hour to drive.

This middle school is really big. There is a torii gate at the entrance of the school, which reads "Provincial Key Pingzhong", and then a guard pavilion. Then, more exaggeratedly, there is a canal in the back. The school is on the other side of the canal. The bridge, which spans the canal, belongs to the interior of the school, and there is a guard pavilion at the other end of the bridge.

Therefore, students staying here are ill-advised to skip school. Two gatekeepers guard the gate, and it is possible to go to the outside town unless you swim across the canal.

With his three-inch tongue, the old guard directly flicked the doorman saying that his grandson had a heart attack in it and hurried in to see the situation. The doorman dared not delay and opened the door immediately. For those who were not students at first glance, the doorman did not Too much vigilance.

The car entered the campus. Zhou Ze and Lao Tao got off and walked to the living area. It really looks like an independent town, with a bathhouse, a supermarket, and many canteens.

The students are like chickens locked in the cage of the assembly line and can't even turn around. They drink water regularly to eat and lay eggs every day.

When we arrived here, it was close to zero. The dormitory building was basically turned off. Except for the lights on the ground floor of the teacher’s office, the other floors were all black. It was clearly full of people, but it was giving people. A ghostly sense of darkness.

"Boss, which building is haunted?"

"He said he lived in Block B." Zhou Ze pointed to the one diagonally, "It should be here."

"Which dormitory?" the old man asked.

"Sixth floor, I don't know which dormitory, just go up and ask a student to ask where you have just died."

"This is a good solution." The old man sent a dishonest fart.

Oh shit,

Come out without asking in the shop.

In the dormitory office on the ground floor of the dormitory building, a few men sat chatting, with a very loud voice, and from time to time they laughed like they were talking about meat.

Even when Zhou Ze and Lao Dao walked into the aisle, they did not notice that the management here was indeed loose enough.

Or,

This is called outside loose inside tight?

On the sixth floor, the lights were turned off. The old man casually found a dormitory and knocked on the door. The students in the dormitory thought that the teacher of the dormitory had arrived.

The old man knocked a few more times,

A student walked over in slippers and opened the door. When he saw Lao Dao and Zhou Ze, he froze for a moment. Obviously, he found that these two were not resident teachers.

"Policemen."

The old man took out his wallet and shook it, anyway, the black lights were blind, and he was forced to close it.

"Which dormitory here has just died?" the old man asked.

That student was directly confused,

What is the situation,

At midnight, the police came and knocked on the door of the dormitory to ask where the dead?

"Dead?" The student looked at the old man in surprise.

"Yes, ask where you are dead."

"When did you die?" the boy wondered.

"Don't pretend!" The old man stepped forward and scolded: "Does the school want to hide the news and tell you to seal up? We are policemen, it's no use lying to us.

If something goes wrong in the future, you must also be responsible. "

The student was completely stunned and turned his head to ask his roommate in the bed behind him: "Are we dead on this side?"

Roommates also started to chatter, and everyone was baffled.

The most surprising thing is that these students seem to be really inexplicable. This is not like pretending. This is high school, but it is not a film school.

"Sun Qiu, which dormitory is Sun Qiu in?" Zhou Ze asked.

"Sun Qiu, he is opposite."

The boy pointed to the door opposite the dormitory.

"Okay, it's all right for you. Go to bed, no quarreling is allowed." Lao Dao said with amusement.

Turning around, the old man knocked on the door of the dormitory opposite.

Soon a boy wearing glasses came over and opened the dormitory door.

Lao Dao and Zhou Ze walked straight in, and the boys who opened the door were a little dazed.

"I remember him saying that his bed was the upper bunk by the window, right?"

The old man pointed to the bed. To his surprise, the person was sleeping on the bed and covered with a quilt.

"What's the matter, there are people sleeping in the place where people have just died?"

"who are you?"

Asked a boy in the dormitory.

"Is Sun Qiu in this dormitory? How long has he been dead?" Lao asked.

"Sun Qiu?" The boy froze for a moment, and then shouted: "Sun Qiu, wake up, someone will find you."

What?

The old man turned his head in shock,

immediately,

He saw that the boy in the shop opened the quilt, rubbed his eyes, then sat up, looked at Lao Tao and Zhou Ze, and asked:

"Who is looking for me?"

A very sleepy look.

Not a coincidence with the same name and surname,

This looks,

It is clearly the look of the boy who was telling a story in the store an hour ago!

The old eyes are wide,

What's up

Isn't the person dead?

The ghosts are all floating, who is this person lying on the bed?

At this time, Zhou Ze reached out and grabbed Sun Qiu's wrist directly. Sun Qiu frowned and did not yell, as if the reaction was a bit sluggish.

Zhou Ze rolled up Sun Qiu's sleeve and took a photo with a mobile phone flashlight,

I saw it on Sun Qiu's arm,

Densely covered with corpses!

This is not a living person,

This is a long dead body!

When the old man saw this scene, he opened his mouth in shock.

Zhou Ze quietly put Sun Qiu's sleeves down, "It's okay, you go to bed early, don't make trouble."

After finishing, Zhou Ze walked out of this dormitory.

Lao Tao immediately followed, and asked impatiently: "Boss, what is the matter, is this man dead or not?"

"Dead," Zhou Ze replied.

"Then" the old man can't understand.

"Because of inertia," Zhou Ze replied.

"inertia?"

"Yes, inertia. In this school, students are scheduled to die every day, when they get up every day, when they go to the classroom, when they go to the cafeteria to eat, when the dormitory and when they turn off the lights are fixed.

Therefore, even if he is dead, the inertia brought about by this long-term life allows him to continue to maintain the state of being alive.

Because every day, for him, it is actually carved out of almost a model.

It's like a small ball, thrown off the track~www.wuxiaspot.com~ It will continue to roll forward according to its inertia, and now he is like this.

Did you find it?

His reaction has actually become very slow,

But no one found his classmates and teachers beside him,

He is dead. "

"So mysterious?"

"I have encountered several similar cases before when I was a doctor. An autopsy showed that the body had been dead for many days. As a result, his colleagues or family members said that they saw him go to work as usual yesterday and live as usual."

"How could this happen?" The old man smashed his mouth and couldn't understand it.

"Life in a fixed way, the daily behavior pattern is fixed, just like a machine that can be automated;

Whether the driver is alive or dead,

Is there a difference? "