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　　Zhou Ze stood up, ready to stop the girl.

But at this time, I was surprised to find that black footprints were everywhere in the mall. Not only the previous girl, the rest of the customers, salespersons, and everyone's soles were smeared with a layer of black grease. Every step Falling down, all left a clear footprint.

　　 This is a situation that Zhou Ze did not anticipate. Could everyone in this mall be a ghost?

　　 Even in a ghost market, it is impossible to exaggerate.

The last time Zhou Ze and Xu Qinglang had seen Mrs. Bai’s dinner, and there were a few people at the table, nowhere near as tall as they are now. You have to know that Mrs. Bai has been practicing for two hundred years, and she has had her own temple on the way. body.

　　 The feeling of turning around suddenly came,

　　Zhou Ze seemed to be in the carousel in the playground,

Everything around 　　 is so unreal, so strange.

　　 You can't tell what is fake, and you can't understand what is true,

　　 can only look left and right.

　　 He remembered that Xu Qinglang seemed to have the same picture not long ago. Then he suddenly rushed to the road. If he was not kicked by himself, he might have been hit by a car.

　　 Right now, that feeling is coming to me.

　　 That guy,

　　 Are you going to take action against yourself?

　　 As a ghost messenger, he was actually attacked by the ghost he chased. It seems a little unreasonable. The most terrible thing is that Zhou Ze is not clear how to resist.

　　 He has always stayed in the inertial cognition of using his own nails to get rid of ghosts, but this time, it seems that his nails can't help himself.

　　 stumbled on the ground, Zhou Ze seemed to see someone in front of him handing some change,

　　 I heard someone say to myself, "This is the eight dollars I found for myself."

　　 Then,

　　 The head of the girl in front of him began to blur, and everything in his sight seemed to be wrapped in a layer of paste at this time, making him sick and dizzy.

　　 seemed to return to Huangquan Road again, following the state of numbness on tiptoe with the public,

　　The Buddha said,

　　 But on Huangquan Road, there is only one phase.

　　Zhou Ze felt that he could not lift his breath, and subconsciously stretched his hand to grab his neck. He lowered his head and coughed hard, trying to cry, but couldn't cry.

　　 This is a feeling that makes people live like years, and it is also a kind of torture imposed on the spirit. Xu Qinglang had easily collapsed in it earlier, and Zhou Ze was also stuck in it at this time.

　　Zhou Ze felt that he should do something, but at the moment, he seemed to be able to do nothing but passively bear all this.

　　 hurt,

　　 depression,

　　 choking,

　　 The tortures that come and go, whip your soul.

　　…………

　　 "Sir, sir, what's wrong with you?"

　　 The girl handed the change to Zhou Ze, but suddenly found that the eyes of the man in front of him began to become muddy, as if in pain.

　　 The first reaction of the girl was that the man touched the porcelain. After drinking the water sold in his supermarket, he immediately became uncomfortable.

　　 But after looking at it for a while, I felt different, and the man seemed really painful.

　　 "Sir, would you like me to call you 120?" the girl asked.

　　Who knew the man in front of him stretched out his hand, pushed her to the ground, then staggered up and ran out all the way.

　　 The girl wanted to call the police or report 120 because she felt that the man's condition was very unstable, but in the end she still had the mentality that one more thing was better than one less and did not take the phone out.

　　…………

Everything around 　　 is like a mirror made of water, refracting all kinds of brilliance, a little light shines in, does not warm people, but adds a kind of irritability in the heart.

Zhou Ze did not know where he was going or what he was doing. He was even mentally prepared. He might have walked on the road like Xu Qinglang before, and then waited for a car to crash himself .

　　 He can only carry out a passive resistance. He does not know where he is, nor where he is now, but he has resisted the urge to give up in his heart.

　　 "哐当…………"

　　 came a noise,

　　Zhou Ze knocked over the trash bin in front of him, and then the whole person fell into the trash dump. The pungent sour smell did not make him wake up. In his vision, there were grass everywhere, like a paradise.

　　 The scenery around Mingming is very beautiful, the brightness around Mingming is very beautiful,

　　 But it did not give people the slightest comfort.

　　 Here is more like a cage, people instinctively repel it, want to escape it.

　　 Laughing laughter came from around, it seemed that there was a group of Yingyingyanyan dancing in the distance, there were more incense burning in the distance, like countless people were enshrining the Shentai.

　　 Various pictures emerged in Zhou Ze's mind, squeezing his nerve little by little. Any picture may become the last straw to crush the camel.

　　 Finally, the picture is frozen,

　　Zhou Ze found himself standing at the door of a familiar courtyard,

　　 there is an orphanage sign on it,

　　In front of them, a couple was leaving a stroller there, and they seemed to be leaving.

　　 When Zhou Ze grew up, he asked the dean about his birth. In fact, the dean would not hide it after the children grew up. He told Zhou Ze that he was abandoned by his parents.

　　Since then, Zhou Ze has never thought about finding his own biological parents. He only thinks that his father and mother are dead, and he will not need them in his life.

　　 But at this time,

　　 Zhou Ze suddenly had a hunch,

　　 The couple in front should be their parents,

　　 And the child in the stroller,

　　 should be yourself.

　　 He lifted his foot subconsciously,

　　 wants to run over,

　　Look at the face of your parents, and maybe even ask why they abandoned themselves.

　　 But this foot just raised his head,

　　 did not fall,

　　 Zhou Ze's face was struggling,

　　Instinctively aware of something, this footfall is the abyss!

　　 Everything was beautiful, and it was finally frozen into the picture in front of me. This is a cake with poisonous stuffing, which is a clip set by the hunter, just waiting for the prey to take that foot.

　　…………

　　 The edge of the roof of the building,

　　 Zhou Ze, who was already standing on the protective wall, was crumbling, leaning forward and down again and again consciously as if to fall, but he adjusted the center of gravity again and again.

　　 he is struggling,

　　He is resisting,

　　 Moreover, life hangs a line.

　　 On the side of the roof, stood a woman without a head.

　　 The woman is no longer a yellow sweater, but a cyan robe. The style is a little old and there are many damages around, but the woman stands there coldly, facing Zhou Ze who seems to fall at any time.

　　 And there is a third person on the roof, a priest.

　　 It's a pity that Zhou Ze can't open his eyes at this time, otherwise he will surely recognize the priest and he just saw him not long ago.

　　At Miss Liu's funeral, the priest had no other words than handing himself a cigarette from beginning to end.

　　 Even in the face of the bizarre and icy dinners of the two families, the priest just stood by and looked at it quietly, as if admiring a pair of ukiyo-e scrolls.

Father 　　 looked at Zhou Ze for a while, and then looked at the headless woman in front of him,

　　He shook his head,

　　 said to the headless woman:

　　 "Tsing Yi, he is a ghost."

　　 This is a reminder,

　　 reminds the identity of the man without a headless woman in front of him.

　　 This reminder is undoubtedly like adding fuel to the fire.

　　Father did not consciously add fuel to the fire, but continued: "If he is killed by you, it will cause **** reaction."

　　 The headless woman suddenly turned around and faced the priest.

　　 priest smiled casually and said directly:

　　 "But he is just a temporary ghost, a class that is not influential, even if it is gone, it is gone.

　　At this time, people who dare to disturb the lady's interest should not have a good ending.

　　 And the mother herself, she did nothing wrong. "

　　 The headless woman turned around and continued to face Zhou Ze, seeming to let go of this somewhat obscure priest.

Father 　　 stood there and continued to act as a watcher, which seemed to be his favorite role.

　　 He knew the identity of the headless woman, and it was even strange that this ghost who had a relationship before had failed to detect the identity of the woman in the first place.

　　 How bad is this ghost job to business?

　　 She is not a ghost,

　　 She is not an existence you can control at all,

　　 You stare at her, chase her,

　　 to the end,

　　 annoyed her.

　　 Woman, but very vengeful.

　　 Especially in front of him,

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Father 　　 looked behind him, the building was very tall, and the field of vision was good. He could see a construction site in the distance, and the demolition construction was in progress, where the dust was flying.

　　 The memory that can be left to people in an era is the most intuitive, in fact, it is a building, and the current urban transformation and upgrading is undoubtedly a process of slowly erasing many of the past marks.

　　 Looking back,

　　 looked at Zhou Ze, who was still standing on the edge, shaking his body back and forth,

Father 　　 was also a little surprised,

　　 This temporary ghost messenger can really insist.

　　 Even if he is changed to him, maybe it won't last so long.

　　 But at this moment,

Father 　　 suddenly saw that Zhou Ze’s fingernails were slowly melting, but the melted juice did not drip down, but flowed back into his body.

　　Zhou Ze's skin began to show a bronze luster at this time. This is not a bronze color created by sunlight and fitness, but a mixture of

　　 dark,

　　 curse,

　　 cold,

　　 Many negative colors exist.

　　At the same time, the priest found Zhou Ze's closed eyes and began to release green light slowly, like a beast that was dormant,

at this time,

　　 was gradually stimulated to wake up.

　　Zhou Ze's mouth corner, two fangs, gradually penetrated the lips.

　　 Baiyingying has always been curious about one thing. He is also a zombie who has been sleeping for two hundred years, but why was Zhou Ze's nails pumped away?

　　 in front of me,

　　 The priest with an unbelievable look gave her the answer,

　　 His mouth twitched,

　　 spit out two words:

　　 "Zombie!"