Late Night Bookstore

When 　　 took a taxi back to the bookstore, it was already twelve o'clock in the middle of the night. The bookstore door was still open, and there were many people in it.

　　Zhou Ze remembered that Xu Qinglang had called himself and said that the business in the store was very good tonight. It seems that this is the case. This is all the point, and there are still guests.

　　 Pushed open the glass door, to Zhou Ze's disappointment, the dozen or so people sitting in the store were all living.

　　 The last incident of Zhao Bureau was a special case. This time, it is impossible for more than a dozen people to be a special case, right?

　　 Even during the period of the Three Emperors and Five Emperors, the folk style, oh no, it is not so simple as a ghost style.

They sit together in a circle, with a person standing in the middle, telling a story, others are listening attentively, as if telling a suspenseful horror story, the narrator is also carrying on with frustration and some body language, trying to create as much as possible Atmosphere.

　　 Baiyingying was sitting behind the counter, playing with her mobile phone.

　　When Zhou Ze came back, Bai Yingying took the initiative to stand up and poured Zhou Ze into a glass of water.

　　Zhou Ze sat down and subconsciously reached out to cover his chest. Although there were clothes covering it, at least for now, that area was empty.

　　 "Boss, what's wrong with you?" Bai Yingying asked strangely.

　　 "Huh?" Zhou Ze looked at Baiyingying.

　　 "I always feel like you are different. It was not like this when you left this afternoon."

　　 has to say that the female corpse is still very sensitive.

　　 "It's okay." Zhou Ze doesn't want to speak now.

　　 "You're back, I'll go play games next door?" Bai Yingying pleaded.

　　 Zhou Ze nodded.

　　 "The boss is the best."

　　 Baiyingying went to the noodle restaurant next door. Soon, Xu Qinglang walked into the bookstore from the noodle restaurant, came to the counter, handed a cigarette to Zhou Ze and asked:

　　 "This is a tea party?"

　　 Zhou Ze shook his head, indicating that he was not clear.

　　 "Hey, it sounds like I'm telling a ghost story." Xu Qinglang came interested and actually found a plastic bench and sat down.

The people in the middle of the circle are telling a story of ghost and baby revenge. The climaxes are repeated, and the story is really good. The people around them are also very devoted.

　　 Slowly, Zhou Ze also understood that this should be a "society", similar to the organization of reading clubs or cycling clubs gathered because of a certain hobby.

　　After the last story, a leading man took out a large piece of white paper on which something was drawn, and then took out several pens.

　　Zhou Ze was a bit far away and could not see clearly. Xu Qinglang turned his head and compared a mouth with Zhou Ze:

　　 "Pen fairy."

　　 Pen Fairy is a game of ghosts, with a very mysterious color. It is said that playing this game is easy to encounter misfortune and lead to death.

　　 These people are very excited. Everyone reached out and held the long pen together. A man wearing a yellow nizi coat seemed to be the leader. After everyone was ready, he said very religiously:

　　 "Pixianbixian, where are you, penxianbixian, where are you."

　　 still did not move the pen, but the bookstore suddenly became quiet.

　　Black frame man continued:

　　 "Bixianbixian, can we meet ghosts tonight?"

Ten seconds after the words fell,

　　The long pen held by everyone began to move slowly.

　　 Everyone held their breath.

　　 In fact, many people hold a pen together, as long as the tip of the pen is round enough, it is easy to slide itself, if some of them are slightly spoiled, it is even simpler.

　　 "Uh!"

　　 The nib suddenly shook,

　　 directly crossed the position where Zhou Ze sat.

　　 Xu Qinglang opened his mouth slightly, **** luck?

　　 Zhou Ze still sat steadily behind the counter, squinting at the situation here.

　　Because of the movement of the nib, most people's eyes are squatting towards Zhou Ze.

"Yes!"

　　The black-frame man pointed to the area where the nib was located.

　　 There are two areas of "Yes" and "No", at this time the pen tip is exactly in the area of ​​"Yes".

　　 "Okay, let's pack up and set off later. Remember, after half an hour of action, everyone's mobile phone is fully charged. Everyone must open the video recording later, at least 20 minutes."

"it is good."

"understood."

"Ok."

　　The rest of the people sorted things out of the bookstore, and the black-frame man walked to the Zhou Ze counter and apologized:

　　 "Sorry boss, we are the horror story lovers' association. It's okay to do adventure adventures, don't you scare you?"

　　 Zhou Ze shook his head.

"That boss is so brave. When the little girl was here, I asked her if she could play the pen fairy here. She was right. But when you came back, I was really worried that you would blame us. This is tea money. Take it, boss."

　　The man handed over six hundred pieces.

　　Zhou Ze collected the money and asked, "Where are you going to go later?"

　　 "It's the building above your shop. There is no business here anymore. There was an arson incident a while ago and several people were burned. We are going to try our luck there tonight."

　　 "Do you want to see a ghost?"

　　 "I don't know, but people are always curious about the unknown, in fact, everyone is gathered together with a stimulating mentality.

　　 In the social circle of everyone, it is difficult to find people with similar interests around us. Our community also provides you with an opportunity to communicate.

　　 Moreover, I have arranged in advance tonight, and people have arranged things in advance during the day in the cinema that was set on fire. Tonight, Mr. Chen in our club will confess to Miss Liu. "

　　 "Confession?"

　　 "Yes, in fact, the rest of us are aware of the matter tonight, only Miss Liu doesn't know it. Our society has been established for five years, and everyone has a good relationship, so everyone is willing to help."

　　 "Are you Japanese?" Zhou Ze asked, looking at the black-frame man.

"Yes, I'm an overseas Chinese in Japan. I returned to China five years ago. There are many such hobby clubs in Japan. After returning home, I found that everyone is too introverted, so basically this kind of daily reading club or haunted house exploration The activities are all organized by me."

　　 The man patted his forehead and handed out his business card,

　　 "My Chinese name is Cui Yilang, please advise me."

　　Zhou Ze took the business card in his hand.

　　 "Then we will go to organize the event first, thank you again for the hospitality."

　　Cui Yilang walked out of the bookstore, and Xu Qinglang, who had been standing on the side and had not spoken, immediately laughed while covering his stomach:

　　 "Hahaha, suffocating me, they are really **** this time."

　　Xu Qinglang smiled and found that Zhou Ze was not laughing, reached out and beat Zhou Ze's chest, asked:

　　 "Not funny?"

　　 Zhou Ze immediately bent down and covered his chest with a hand just before he was hammered.

　　 "This... are you okay? People don't have much effort?"

　　 People just punch your chest with a small punch.

　　 "No." Zhou Ze reached out and motioned to Xu Qinglang not to approach, and at the same time said: "I just laughed so badly."

　　 "So exaggerated?" Xu Qinglang pouted, "Are you hungry, I'll give you... a bowl of fried rice with eggs?"

　　 "Not hungry, have eaten."

　　 "Have you eaten outside?" Xu Qinglang said with some curiosity: "Aren't you used to eating outside?"

　　 "That thing is delicious."

　　 "What's the dish? If you can eat it, I'll go buy some and cook it for you?"

　　 Zhou Ze shook his head,

　　 One person, only one heart.

　　 Zhou Ze couldn't make a basket, and handed it to Xu Qinglang to "fry, fry, boil, and steam".

　　 "What do you want to eat recently?" Xu Qinglang asked.

　　 "Convolvulus." Zhou Ze looked to Xu Qinglang and said seriously: "I suddenly wanted to eat that recently."

　　 "Okay, I'll buy them tomorrow."

　　 Just then, the light in the bookstore suddenly went out.

　　 "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhayasona Finals circle, destiny circle!!!!!!

　　The old lady is about to eat chicken. The old lady's dog smashed the top three, three heads and fifteen times! "

　　 White Yingying rushed out of the noodle shop, standing outside and wailing.

　　Zhou Ze felt that when she was immersed in a pig cage in the past, it was probably not as loud as it is now.

power cut,

　　 Zhou Ze and Xu Qinglang also went outside.

　　Xu Qinglang made a call, then put down the phone, helplessly said:

　　 "God's Day, it was said that someone came to overhaul tomorrow. Old Zhou, we really can't do this place. After the power failure, people are too lazy to come and see it. Now they are all places for hobbyists to explore."

　　Xu Qinglang pointed to the window of the tall building above the two of them, "How do they want to confess in the dead movie theater?"

　　 "It's very romantic. In the thrilling environment, coupled with the suddenness of love, this contrast is enough for people who like this mouthful to be enchanting."

　　 "How do you give people a weird feeling when you talk today?" Xu Qinglang looked at Zhou Ze.

　　 Zhou Ze shook his head.

　　 "You really look like you have been hollowed out. What step did you find your wife today?" Xu Qinglang asked cautiously.

　　 "Think too much."

　　 But the word "empty" made Zhou Ze's eyelids twitch slightly, and this detail was captured by Xu Qinglang.

　　 Zhou Ze raised his head and looked up.

"Hey,

　　 It’s useless to look at the sky,

　　 Is this guilty?

　　Did I really say it? "

　　Xu Qinglang saw Zhou Ze not talking back~www.wuxiaspot.com~ also raised his head,

　　 Look at the sky.

　　 Then,

　　 The two saw a person wearing white clothes standing on the fifth floor of the glass window.

　　Because of the power outage, there is no light around, but today the moon is very good, and the color of the other party's clothes can be easily recognized in the night.

　　 "Is it still possible to find someone to pretend to bring out the atmosphere?" Xu Qinglang spit out a smoke ring, "It's really fun..."

　　 Xu Qinglang stopped talking,

　　Because he saw the white figure on it fall down,

high speed,

　　 and fell directly to a position less than ten meters away from himself and Zhou Ze.

"Snapped!"

　　 The heavy muffled noise came out,

　　 A person fell to the ground face up, motionless, blood slowly spreading out from under her.

　　Zhou Ze felt a cold face,

　　 Some blood stains splashed on his cheeks.

　　 Xu Qinglang immediately ran to check the situation of the deceased,

　　 And Zhou Ze reached out and took the napkin from his pocket, intending to wipe off the blood stains on his face first.

　　 is dead... to save someone... to check the situation...

　　 Zhou Ze's eyes showed struggling colors,

　　 But his hand was shaking and he pulled out a tissue,

　　 slowly and carefully wipe the blood drops,

　　 "Hey, please come over and see if there is any chance of rescue!" Xu Qinglang raised his head and shouted to Zhou Ze, then when he saw Zhou Ze actually standing there without stepping on his face, he shouted directly:

　　 "Do you still have a conscience, wipe your face there at this time!"

　　 Zhou Ze froze for a moment,

Yes,

　　 heart,

　　 is gone...