Late Night Bookstore

Death is not terrible, what is really terrible is actually forgotten.

Sun Qiu died and died for a long time, but his classmates didn't know, his teacher didn't know, and even he didn't even know that, driven by this inertia, he seemed to be "alive".

however,

This kind of living is a very sad and pitiful thing.

Imagine that your life, your life, your trajectory every day, with or without your consciousness, is actually the same.

So, how much meaning is left in your life, your life, aside from appearances?

Zhou Ze remembered that there was an incident in Hong Kong before, which was quite famous on the Internet and was often codified as one of the top ten or eight supernatural events in Hong Kong.

I was talking about a restaurant's take-out who was delivering food. Standing outside the door, I heard the sound of mah-jong, but after knocking on the door, I found that the four ma-yous inside had been dead for a long time.

This is a very typical example.

"Boss, he is dead, then what shall we do?" The old man asked a question.

Because living people are hell, it is very strange.

But if it's a dead man, it's not surprising. It's as ordinary as a fellow with tears in his eyes.

Moreover, Sun Qiu's death may not have been killed by ghosts. In the story he tells, it is likely that he was already dead at that time, so he saw some strange phenomena.

Zhou Ze frowned slightly. The trouble now is that he can't determine the time of Sun Qiu's death. As a result, he can't determine whether Sun Qiu died naturally or was harmed by a ghost.

As for Sun Qiu's imperfect soul, there are actually many possibilities, not necessarily controlled by a more powerful ghost.

"Go down and ask first, ask those lodgings."

Since Sun Qiu is here because of his "advanced intellectual disability", a lot of information has been broken and can no longer be continued, so he can only find a breakthrough from other places.

In short, what Zhou Ze needs is a ghost, and Sun Qiu can’t catch it, then catch the soul of the resident teacher, the same.

There is quite a kind of meaning of the three-year sow race Diao Chan in the military camp.

Going down the stairs, I came to the boarding office on the first floor. There were two middle-aged men still talking there. The other few were either off work or maybe searched for "prey".

This time, Zhou Ze and Lao Tao finally caught their attention.

"What are you doing!"

One of Xiaoping asked directly at Zhou Ze.

Zhou Ze took out a cigarette and bit it in his mouth. This time, instead of asking the old man to ask, he said:

"Ask you something. Did you die in your accommodation recently?"

Zhou Ze's words just fell, and the faces of the two lodgings suddenly changed.

"Are you a policeman or something?" Xiaoping asked.

Zhou Ze shook his head.

"That's the student's parent?"

Zhou Ze shook his head again.

"Then you ask so much to do, here is the school, no one is waiting for you to leave." Xiao Pingtou came over and pushed Zhou Ze.

Zhou Ze reached out and grabbed the opponent's wrist, and the little fingernail grew out, touching the opponent's skin directly.

"hiss…………"

Xiaoping's head fell to his knees directly on the ground, his face twisted for a long time, obviously very painful.

Seeing this scene, another teacher in the dormitory rushed over without any counsel.

"The poor **** is here too!"

Lao Dao rushed over at this time. After the shoulders of the two sides collided, Lao Dao directly fell over the shoulder and knocked the other side to the ground. The dormitory almost fell dumb.

Lao Dao is actually able to work hard. He seems to have the least sense of existence in the bookstore, but it is compared with ghosts, zombies, and ordinary people. He is still uncomfortable.

"Speak."

Zhou Ze dragged over a chair, sat down, and let the other party kneel in front of him.

Xiaoping looked at Zhou Ze's eyes with deep terror, but instead of answering Zhou Ze's question, he asked: "What the **** are you, what are you doing... ah ah!"

Zhou Ze's nails once again touched Xiaoping's skin, and at the same time, Zhou Ze lifted the other's clothes to cover his mouth, making him unable to scream.

"Your name, no one can take care of you if you break your throat."

Lao Dao was gloating beside him.

"What do I ask, what do you answer."

Boss Zhou has been frustrated for a long time for that one-hundred-year performance, and really doesn’t want to beep more with unrelated people.

"Is there a dormitory recently, dead?"

Xiaoping's headache caused tears and snots to flow out. This time he was really scared and nodded immediately:

"Yes, there is one. It happened last month and was called Wang Baogang."

"How did you die?" Zhou Ze asked.

"Jumping from the building, jumping from the building to death, jumped from the dormitory building, the head fell to the ground, and fell directly to death."

"Oh, does he have any special hobbies, like wearing leather shoes?"

Generally speaking, it is normal for adults to wear leather shoes, especially in some workplaces, but here is the school, the teacher of the boarding house said that the good point is the teacher, but in fact, the school hired some young and strong men To be used as a "beater", there is no need to get along with the teacher.

The two in the room were wearing slippers, and the other was only sneakers. It was actually quite special to wear leather shoes to come to the dormitory building for rounds.

"Yes, he likes to wear leather shoes and suits. We used to joke that he really regarded himself as a people's teacher. Every time he came here and went to work."

"Where did he die?" Zhou Ze asked.

"It's in the flower garden in front of this building." Xiaoping pointed his head and said, "His room is on the first floor. He used to live with me before. When he had an accident, I moved out and lived with others."

Zhou Ze nodded, "Take me to see his room."

Pushing Xiaopingtou into a dormitory, the same structure as the student's dormitory, but there is no bunk bed, there are large beds and sockets.

"Is nobody taking his stuff?" Zhou Ze asked.

"No, he was an older sister. In the field, when he died, the school notified her. She came, and then the school paid according to the compensation for the work injury. There was no trouble. The funeral was gone, and he had no plans for his things. take away."

Zhou Ze nodded. There are still some clothes in the closet. The key is that there are two pairs of leather shoes under the bedside table.

"This is the leather shoes he usually wears." Xiao Pingtou explained.

Zhou Ze squatted down in front of the leather shoes, picked up a shoe, touched it at the position of the sole, and there were some muddy on it.

The dormitory is very wet, especially the aisle location.

Generally speaking, the soles of teachers staying in the room during inspection round the dormitory tend to get wet, but according to what Xiaopingtou said, this one called Wang Baogang was dead last month, and his shoes should always be kept here. How could it get wet?

"Why did Wang Baogang jump off the building?" Zhou Ze asked.

"I don't know about this." Xiaoping shook his head. "He didn't feel any excitement. Everything was the same as that night. He took the keychain and went to the round."

Zhou Ze looked around, he was looking.

You know, whether Wang Baogang's soul killed Sun Qiu, at least one thing can prove that Wang Baogang's soul has been wandering in this dormitory building.

"You go, you can call the police." Zhou Ze said.

Xiaoping froze for a moment, then backed away from the room. As for whether he would call the police, Zhou Ze was not really worried.

After that, only Zhou Ze was left in the house. Zhou Ze's right fingernails all grew out, and a black air surrounded his palms. Then, Zhou Ze touched his fingertips on the tiles, and the black air flowed in. Among the tiles.

Not long after,

From the position of the bedside table where shoes were placed, black footprints emerged that only Zhou Ze could see, and the footprints have been extended.

Zhou Ze opened the door of the dormitory and walked up the footprints,

Went upstairs,

Footprints shuttled between the corridors, back and forth,

At the door of the student's bedroom, sometimes complicated, things are different,

This means that even if Wang Baogang died, he is still doing his job as a teacher.

He was still checking the dormitory, staring at the students, and still checking the students' bedtime. At midnight, he was swaying in the corridor and would stand at the door for a long time and wait for a long time.

He is dead,

So he has a lot of time,

Can be better at work.

The students in the dormitory are not clear, they have to face the gaze from a ghost while fighting with the living dormitory teacher.

Suddenly, Zhou Ze's eyes narrowed slightly, and he saw that the black footprints were the most dense outside the door of a bedroom at the end of the aisle.

This means that Wang Baogang has been here for a long time, and he can even see his tangle and hesitation from the footprints.

Zhou Ze walked to the door of the dormitory room. Somewhat unexpectedly, the white paper with the words "cram room" on it meant that the dormitory room was abandoned and no students lived here.

Zhou Ze stretched out his hand to open the door, but the door was locked, his nails were inserted, and the lock was pryed open slightly. Zhou Ze walked in.

The bed in the dormitory was empty, and there were a lot of debris like mops and brooms stacked underneath. It seemed nothing strange.

But Zhou Ze knows that since Wang Baogang will be entangled here for so long, there must be something special here.

Zhou Ze sat down on the dusty bed, and the bed made a creaking noise.

night,

very quiet,

Some are so quiet.

Slowly, Zhou Ze's vision began to blur a little. He stood up suddenly, and the blurry feeling disappeared instantly. As a ghost, he couldn't sleep normally.

Sometimes, Zhou Ze felt that this was a form of torture, but then he slowly discovered that he could not sleep normally, which may also be a guarantee to ensure that the ghosts are not affected by ghosts and ghosts.

"Goo...Guru..."

"Goo...Guru..."

Below, there was the sound of surging spring water, and a strong **** smell came around.

Zhou Ze began to retreat slowly, however, when Zhou Ze turned around, he found that the door when he came in turned into a wall.

And in the basement of this bedroom,

The bright red blood began to diffuse,

In the distance, it seemed like a sea of ​​blood was rolling, a wave of waves, roaring, and instantly flooding the entire bedroom.

"Goo...Guru..."

Zhou Ze was immersed in the blood, and everything around him was covered with Yin Hong's luster, which gave Zhou Ze a feeling of walking into the water pool for the first time.

At this time ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ There was a "tick ticking" sound outside the wall,

It looks like someone is wearing leather shoes and is slowly coming,

He started to get closer,

Then I walked to the position across the wall from Zhou Ze,

He knocked on the wall,

Shen channel:

"The light is off, turn off the light!"

"Snapped!"

There seemed to be a black ink spreading frantically in the blood,

The redness turned into a gloomy gloom,

It's just like,

light,

closed…………