Zhou Ze knew how sharp his nails were, and the one-yuan coin was not very hard.
However, it is very convenient to simply erase the words, just scratch them a few times, but it is very difficult to carve a flower on the coin with your fingernails.
And it’s blind carving;
But generally speaking, people with severe mysophobia usually have varying degrees of obsessive-compulsive disorder.
I know there's not much point in doing this, but I still can't control my hands.
So Boss Zhou continued to carve blindly with his fingernails very seriously.
It is a form in itself.
But this form must also be taken seriously.
Put down the phone,
Zhou Ze looked at the old man sitting on the sofa again.
The old man nodded to Zhou Ze, indicating that he was ready.
Boss Zhou also nodded, his expression somewhat solemn, as if he was really making a decision about his fate, and as solemn as a judge before facing trial.
“Buzz!”
The coin flew out of Zhou Ze's hand.
Turning rapidly in the air,
Boss Zhou didn't reach out to take it.
Let the coin fall on the coffee table,
“Buzz buzz buzz!!!”
The coin turned around a few more times on the coffee table before finally settling down.
Lao Zhang coughed and took the initiative to step forward to check the coin tossing situation.
He bent down.
He lowered his head.
He opened his eyes wide.
He was stunned...
There are no words on the coin, but if you say it is a "flower", it would be a bit insulting to Picasso.
For a time,
Principles, ethics, character, personality, and other factors began to collide fiercely in Lao Zhang's mind.
"Don't look at it, it's a flower."
The old man spoke first.
Old Zhang seemed to be thinking about something and took two steps back.
Too,
Tossing a coin is just a formality. Neither the old man nor his boss actually cares about the result of the coin toss.
Zhou Ze smiled, crossed his fingers, and the nails that had not been retracted yet reflected a creepy luster.
"Then... I'm sorry."
An ordinary bandit would place a tree across the road, put his hands on his hips, and shout, "This road is mine. If you want to pass this way, you have to leave money for passage."
Boss Zhou himself felt that he had gone a bit too far. This was not just asking for a toll, but rather asking people to serve as fertilizer for him.
If it were Zhou Ze a few years ago, he probably would not have done this. Occasionally when he looked up at the starry sky, he seemed to be able to touch the moral standards deep in his heart.
But now Zhou Ze has been through hell twice and has seen too many births and deaths. Although he still insists on living the kind of "ordinary person" life he likes, he has long been too lazy to care about some trivial things.
The old man shook his head helplessly.
Its body,
Starting from the center of the eyebrows,
A crack appeared.
And this crack is getting bigger and bigger.
It was like a butcher in the vegetable market taking a cutting knife and cutting off a piece of pork belly, smoothly and swiftly.
The old man in black shadow stepped out of the body, as easily and naturally as if he had just taken off a human coat.
Zhou Ze also stood up straight.
It doesn't make sense that you are only allowed to use others as fertilizer, but you still force them to happily crush themselves, ferment themselves, and then bury themselves in the fertilizer area.
The old man pointed to the center of his eyebrows.
The voice seemed a little vicissitudes.
road:
"A long, long time ago, the mark here symbolized glory, supreme glory!"
Boss Zhou nodded, indicating that he was listening carefully.
He could really understand this kind of sentiment, just like how watchdogs like Li Xiucheng worshipped "Ying Gou" in the past.
Even if Ying Gou doesn't pay any attention to you when you die, he may even happily run off to collect the next action figure;
Even if you have only vaguely sensed Ying Gou's existence in your dreams occasionally throughout your life, and you have never communicated with each other;
But they are still proud, still proud, and still feel honored;
I always feel that I am a rare treasure unique in the world, a chosen person favored by God, and the most extraordinary person in history.
Speaking of which,
Figures of Xiannu and Yinggou,
What's the difference
We are all dogs.
"The people of Heaven are the pioneers of the immortals!"
The old man uttered a low cry.
Then a colorful ray of light appeared between the eyebrows.
But the old man still endured the pain and launched an attack. The black shadow under him began to expand at a terrifying speed, instantly covering the entire living room.
Seeing this, Lao Zhang subconsciously wanted to step back, but seeing Zhou Ze standing there without moving, he hesitated for a moment and still stood beside Zhou Ze.
When faced with danger, Lao Zhang really couldn't do such a thing as abandoning his comrades and running away alone.
The old Taoist, however, saw that a fight was about to begin, and with a "swish" he ran away faster than his own monkey, shouting as he ran:
"Boss, I'll go buy you some iced Kuoluo!"
The shadows covered the surroundings.
As if covered with a curtain,
The light and shadows around began to distort and fold, and snowflakes continued to appear in some places.
It really gives me a sense of déjà vu of the rural projection team in the 1990s.
The old man was in great pain, but he still held on. The colorful light on his forehead should be the seal that the immortals set for the slaves a long time ago. This seal was very overbearing. Even though the immortals were gone now, the seal would always exist.
Yes, family members are always the cruelest to each other.
The old woman who was tied at the feet of Zhou Ze and Lao Zhang kept her eyes closed. Her senses were completely blocked and she had no idea what was happening outside.
“From that day on, immortality became taboo;
From that day on, we became outcasts;
From that day on, the dignity was completely lost;
But we have never forgotten for a moment the magnificent beauty of the fairy mountains and sea of clouds in the past... "
When Old Zhang, who had already clenched his left fist and was ready to draw his gun with his right hand, heard this, he looked at Zhou Ze with some confusion and asked:
“Is this a poetry reading?”
Zhou Ze nodded and said, "Recite the bgm to yourself."
Saying,
Boss Zhou shook his phone.
Said to the old man:
"How about I choose a soundtrack for you?"
The old man paused in his recitation, stammered a few times, and asked somewhat embarrassedly:
"Will it be too much trouble?"
Zhou Ze shook his head and said, "A poetry recitation competition needs good music to stand out."
"Thank you for your hard work."
"Well, you're welcome."
“Ahem…”
The old man cleared his throat.
Continued:
"The sea of clouds collapsed, the gate of heaven broke, and the immortals became illusions, but we firmly believe that one day..."
“I want to become an immortal and be as happy as the heavens, to create myths that spread in the wind, and to experience every moment with my heart…”
“… … ”Old man.
Boss Zhou nodded to himself. He had forgotten the song until he happened to run into Lawyer An watching "The Sequel to Journey to the West" when he just woke up and went downstairs a while ago.
To be honest, Boss Zhou had watched that TV series before and liked it very much. It pioneered the ghost-animal style.
But in Liu Huan's "affectionate" singing, the atmosphere that the old man had just created with great difficulty was directly washed away.
The old man was angry.
He stopped reciting.
Directly:
"I am just one of the first group of immortal slaves to awaken. You dare to go against the will of heaven at this time. In the future, you will definitely pay the price for what you did today!"
Boss Zhou nodded, "Thank you for the reminder."
To be honest, the relationship between the two sides was quite "harmonious", because Zhou Ze knew that unless the old Taoist suddenly went crazy and ran back and took out another talisman paper to stick on the old man's forehead,
Otherwise, this old man would pose no threat to me at all.
Since you want to use them as fertilizer, just go through the motions with them. This way your conscience will feel better. In fact, you are still soft-hearted and always like to be kind to others.
A colorful light appeared in the old man's eyes.
Suddenly,
In the black curtain,
There was a terrifying collapse of the sky and the earth.
The sea of clouds was burning, the sky gate was collapsing, and the myriad rays of light began to dissipate, as if the end of doomsday had arrived!
This kind of despair that is suppressed to the extreme is enough to instantly crush a person's spirit.
The old man was very smart. He did not choose to take direct action because he knew that he would have no chance of winning if he just took action. So he planned to use mental shock to recreate the horrific scene of that year!
In that scene, even the immortals were wailing in despair. So, how could ordinary people possibly endure such a scene
This is his trump card. It's an unconventional move, but it's also the only chance he could have to buy himself a chance of survival!
After all, at their level and not far away, how could they not hear what was said on the phone
Lao Zhang immediately held his head, knelt on the ground, and began to wailing, like a timid little girl, sitting alone in the deserted street in the middle of the night watching a horror movie.
Zhou Ze's body was also shaking. This feeling was really like killing countless people 3d4d5d in an instant.
Crash it.
Crash it.
Crash it!
The old man smiled.
But soon,
His smile froze.
Not to mention that Zhou Ze was still standing there, although he was shaking, he did not fall down.
Even the middle-aged man who was frightened and fell down at first slowly got up again.
What on earth is going on!
Lao Zhang stood up, white light flashed in his eyes, and the majesty of the magic beast began to spread.
Law enforcers, law protectors, and martyrs of the law are all dedicated to the law and are indestructible!
Trying to destroy the heart of the magic beast with fantasy is really underestimating the magic beast.
“You…you…who are you?”
the old man asked, almost desperately.
At this time,
In the screen,
A sword fell down.
It instantly split the sky open, pierced through the sea of clouds, and brought the most horrifying silence in heaven and on earth!
It was this sword that completely cut off the era of immortals;
It was because of this sword that there were no more immortals in the world from then on!
Quietly,
Zhou Ze heard a sigh coming from his heart.
With a little bit of nostalgia,
With a faint sigh,
With a slight sadness:
"Gong...Sun...Xuan...Yuan..."
There are three more tonight