Late Night Bookstore

In the morning, the sun was shining, when boss Zhou opened his eyes, he found himself lying on the sofa of the bookstore,

before,

Coffee and newspaper.

Zhou Ze smiled and reached out and rubbed the position of his temple. The position of his head was still so painful. It didn't seem to completely recover from the state of dizziness.

Moreover, this scene is really too familiar. The shabi pen a while ago also deliberately pleased himself to create a similar atmosphere for himself.

However, this time it is different. The difference is that the newspaper is not ironed, but wet, and the bookstore is still dripping with rain.

Bai Yingying is passively slacking off,

The old man is also passively slacking off.

Although the sun is shining outside and it is not raining, the inside of the bookstore is like a water curtain hole. There is also a shallow pool of water on the ground. There are still many dead fish rotten shrimp in the water.

All around, there was a damp breath and a disgusting musty smell.

Zhou Ze put one hand on the coffee table and the other hand on his chin. It felt disgusting, but he still forced himself to shake his head. The expression in his eyes was sometimes clear and sometimes muddy.

Opposite Zhou Ze, a black shadow was sitting, wearing a clown mask and a black suit. In front of him, a cup of coffee and a newspaper were also placed.

Looking at the coffee on the other party's coffee table, smelling the familiar smell of cat feces,

Boss Zhou frowned slightly,

Even in a dream,

The stranger drank his coffee,

Boss Zhou will still feel very uncomfortable.

"You are the only one."

Under the clown mask, what seems to be hidden is a very young soul. When the other party's voice speaks, it has a strong "mother" sound, but it is also a man's tone.

There is quite a way to sit under the stage and watch Huadan perform.

"Send me one?"

Zhou Ze was a little puzzled, but he stood up from the seat. However, when Zhou Ze was just about to get out of the position, he found that his feet seemed to be stuck with strong glue and could not move.

Under the forcible force, Zhou Ze was staggered and lay back on the sofa again. This time, the sofa seemed to be flooded with mucus as well, holding Zhou Ze's entire back firmly on it.

Boss Zhou seemed like a fly that only landed on sticky fly paper. After a few strokes, he was too lazy to flap.

"The Seven Sin Sects are coming together, and they are much better than I expected."

The clown stood up, but he was unrestrained and walked to Zhou Ze.

On his black clothes, six dots appeared, rotating alternately, and now, one less.

whitebait,

Greed, gluttony, arrogance, jealousy, anger,

There is still a week old lazy.

"What the **** are you?"

Zhou Ze asked.

"I'm not a thing."

The other party answered.

"True sincerity." Zhou Ze froze for a moment, sincerely so painful.

"You are the only one."

Under the clown mask, it seems to have a pair of very deep eyes. It is these eyes that can gain insight into the heart of the person and seduce the desire in it.

Desire is a fire,

Lead it out into a fire dragon,

Enough to devour the host!

But the clown also seemed a little confused,

Because the scene of this bookstore has a rundown and dirty smell, it has a great distance from what he wants, and a big distance from what Zhou boss wants.

It seems that something went wrong in a certain link.

But even the clown did not know exactly where the error occurred.

Is it because I am still too weak and too tired?

"Change it."

The clown raised his hand,

The stagnant water in the book room began to dissipate,

The drip on the beam of the house is gradually disappearing,

The musty smell began to disappear, everything and everything began to move closer to the real bookstore.

Zhou Ze looked at the clown in front, watched him change, watched him debug, it was like looking at an executioner, choosing the Barbie doll's pendant for the dog head.

Everything, just to make the death row more warm when they die.

After all, Mr. Zhou, a ghostman, was also a decent man during his lifetime.

"In this way, do you think it will be better?"

The clown asked Zhou Ze.

Zhou Ze smiled silently.

The clown walked to Zhou Ze, less than two meters away from Zhou Ze. He was a little relaxed and a little lucky, saying:

"Purely igniting your body, it's too troublesome. Your brain repair has been hit hard, and your own consciousness has been damaged. For me, it is really convenient, even easier than when dealing with several other people. How much."

Zhou Ze tried to reach for the tea cup in front of him, but because his back was stuck to the sofa, his hand could not be hooked.

The clown helped him pick up the cup and put it in Zhou Ze's hands, which was very friendly.

Zhou Ze took a sip of tea,

Anxious.

The eyes under the clown mask seem to squint at this moment,

An instinctive sense of crisis began to strike,

He did not know where the crisis came from,

But always feel,

This time,

It seems a bit wrong.

But the clown still spread his palms, and in his palm, a sarcoma appeared, and the sarcoma kept shaking, and then slowly cracked.

A milky white bug emerged from the sarcoma, and the body of the bug began to be continuously elongated, gradually elongated to a strange arc.

This is a white bug, but it feels a bit like a snake at this time.

It started to spread to Zhou Ze,

Puffed,

It fell into Zhou Ze's teacup,

Zhou Ze's eyes showed a disgusted look,

He also wanted to drink two more teas.

Immediately after,

The body of the white worm continued to stretch, following Zhou Ze's arm and began to go up continuously, and then reached Zhou Ze's chest position.

It is like an explorer, traveling every place on Zhou Ze's body, where it has passed, it is very smooth and tender, and it is also cold like ice cubes, and in this cold, there is also a The shares are warm.

If you lie down and let it crawl on your back, it will be very comfortable.

Zhou Ze lowered his head and looked at the white bug, thoughtfully:

"Are you for evolution?"

The clown seemed a little surprised, and slowly said: "You surprised me a little, so surprised that it seemed to me that I had an illusion that you were not as simple as a ghost.

But it doesn't matter, when I eat you, I will go to sleep, and when I wake up again, I will start the next meal. "

Zhou Ze looked away from the white bug, even if the white bug was trying to get into his body.

He looked out the window,

I don’t know when to start,

The situation in the bookstore is back to normal,

But outside the bookstore,

But there is no sunshine.

A bookstore without sunlight is like a piece of bread without butter. It always feels like a huge regret and a lack.

The clown's fingers were shaking, and he was manipulating the bug.

Bai Zongzi opened his mouth and exposed his deep row of fangs, attempting to break Zhou Ze's chest into it, but somehow, Bai Zongzi tried his best, but failed to enter, even Even Zhou Ze's epidermis failed to break open.

The bug was very anxious and angry, but it didn't give up, and it continued to bite and tear, like a docile pet hiding in Zhou Ze's arms, whining.

The clown took a deep breath,

Right now he,

A little square.

then,

He saw Zhou Ze looking out the window,

He also followed Zhou Ze's eyes,

Outside the window,

It is no longer sunny,

It was a cloud of tumbling.

As if at this time the entire bookstore was put into the depths of the sea and became an undersea dragon palace.

The refraction of light and shadow becomes very irregular, like the neon at the door of the late night club.

The clown stepped back several steps in a row,

He was a little dazed,

Also a little frightened,

Because he saw in the sea water outside the window,

There are countless corpses that are rolling and roaming,

Dirty, sinful, greedy, tyrannical, and other emotions are frantically vented through the glass like no money.

The sea,

Is the last carnival of the undead,

It is an unfettered place... a land of no control!

Roar, roar,

A gruesome alien lying on the outside of the window glass, peeping inwardly, they twisted their bodies, they exposed their big yellow teeth, shaking their bones.

If it is not this glass barrier,

They can’t wait to rush in and enjoy the freshest blood food offering!

They are hungry,

They are really hungry!

The clown looked at Zhou Ze~www.wuxiaspot.com~ This time, there was a little trembling in his voice. Obviously, he was afraid.

As a person with the ability to control the Seven Sins, he also felt the fear.

"who are you?"

Zhou Ze reached out, and the mucus behind him completely collapsed at this time.

He is like an eagle catching a chick,

I pinched the white worm that was still creeping on his chest and trying to make a hole in it,

Lift it up and put it in front of your face.

The bug body starts to shrink,

Obviously, it also felt fear from the clown's side, and there was actually a deep bond between the two.

"Want to go in? Don't worry, I'll send you."

Speaking,

Zhou Ze opened his mouth,

Put the white bug into his mouth,

It’s like eating a popsicle in the summer,

That sourness and dizziness in the brain,

It's really fascinating.

"Where is this? Why?"

The clown began to retreat, he tried to open the door behind him, but he found a huge "seal" written on the door of the bookstore,

He tried his best and could not open it.

He was stuck here,

Simultaneously,

The clown also understands,

The person I just saw,

Also trapped here!

He is just like himself,

Can't get out now.

Zhou Ze slowly stood up,

Eyes are bright,

Staring at the clown,

"He was beaten and comatose,

When you come in,

The pen put you here deliberately. "

Talking,

Zhou Ze began to stretch slowly,

There was a series of crisp sounds at the location of the joint

Then asked softly:

"It is said that,

you think,

Eat me? "

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