In the darkness,
There seemed to be some light.
For a time,
It caught people off guard.
This sharp contrast is very uncomfortable for the eyes.
Zhou Ze closed his eyes subconsciously.
By the ear,
It is the hustle and bustle of traffic and the noise of people.
I felt like I was standing on the street.
After a long while, I opened my eyes again, and everything around me seemed so familiar.
Familiar streets,
Familiar street lights,
Familiar fire hydrant,
as well as,
The familiar plaque that reads "Just listen to it as it is, this is what I have heard."
Looking sideways,
really,
On the sofa next to the French window in the library,
Lying alone,
He was holding a newspaper in his hand and adding sugar cubes to his coffee cup while reading it.
This time,
Is this the place
Is it a bookstore
Zhou Ze did not move, but continued to stand quietly where he was. People passed by him from time to time, but they had nothing to do with him.
Some hesitation,
Somewhat hesitant,
There are also some unknown ones who... hesitate.
In a daze,
This dream,
I have made it all the way here.
here,
Is it the end
What Zhou Ze didn't know was,
In the crowd,
There was a man in a black sweatshirt standing against a telephone pole.
Under the brim of the hat,
Hidden beneath it was a face that looked exactly like his.
It was only because of the huge crowds on this street that he was hidden very well.
"Come in, hurry up, you've already come this far, go in."
The man talked to himself with a smile on his face.
"There are only two left. If I kill him, I will be the only one left. Haha."
“Hiss…”
The man groaned.
He subconsciously reached out and clutched his chest, as if the pain was unbearable, but there was still a happy smile on his face.
Tear off a corner of the sweater,
A bloody wound was revealed.
The endless stream of people turned a blind eye to this, as if they saw nothing.
In the middle of the glaring wound,
With a pen in it,
Most of the body of the pen is inside the body.
"You sealed me, but did it work?"
The man lowered his head.
It was like talking to the pen on his chest.
"As long as he kills the guy in the bookstore, I will be the only one left. He will be me and I will be him. Is your seal useful?"
The pen pierced into the flesh coldly, without any reaction.
What it can do,
In fact, it means pinning him down.
As for the rest,
There is nothing it can do.
after all,
What it seals,
He is an ancient general.
Those who dared to resist the Yellow Emperor in the past,
Lord of the Underworld,
Even if I almost fell,
It's not that easy to deal with.
"I helped him kill the three corpses, so that he could learn how to fight, saving him a lot of time and energy.
certainly,
I have to charge some interest.
Kill it.
Kill it.
I have already killed my previous life.
And cut off the fetters left by the Lord of the Mansion,
Then cut off the present self,
After that,
Even if this damn seal is still there,
But it's meaningless now.
he,
It has become me,
Completely merge with me!"
The man reached out and grabbed the pen.
He did not pull it out.
Instead, press down hard.
At the same time, a low cry of pain was uttered.
It seems that this kind of self-mutilation can make him feel more enjoyable and happy!
"Haha, stab, stab, keep stabbing,
you,
How long can you stab me
A watchdog consciousness that was born when I was in a false reincarnation hibernation to heal my wounds,
How dare you be so rude to me!
Who is it
Give him courage,
Who is it again
Give him confidence
Is this your pen
Or is he the Lord of Mount Tai who was so ridiculous that he was deceived by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva
coffee
newspaper
Add sugar
hehe… "
… …
Through the glass,
Look at yourself,
A little blurry.
But I feel the same way,
And it is a true empathy.
because,
This posture,
This action,
This scene,
This is what Zhou Ze has been doing for more than a year.
As long as there are no accidents, no emergencies, or when there is no need to rush an emergency,
Wake up in the morning,
I would lie in that position.
Not long after I lay down,
Yingying would bring up newspapers and coffee.
Start your daily life with this.
I don't know how long I watched it.
Zhou Ze silently raised his feet.
Walk towards the gate.
Open the door.
Zhou Ze saw the old Taoist priest sitting behind the bar.
The Taoist priest was picking lice from the monkey.
The little monkey looked at the Taoist priest with a sad face, as if he was helpless.
It is a clever monkey, a clever monkey that can broadcast live, change songs, and hail a taxi.
It thinks it cares more about hygiene than the Taoist priest.
Where are the lice
But the Taoist priest doesn’t think so. Can a monkey still be called a monkey if it doesn’t have lice
Or,
Rather than catching lice, the old Taoist priest was just enjoying the happiness of being with the monkeys and playing with his grandchildren.
I have never married, although I occasionally go to protect someone who has fallen.
But that was a mutual help between us, with both parties willing to pay for it.
When I was old, I met a monkey.
The old Taoist really treats him like his grandson.
"Hey, a guest is coming."
The old Taoist raised his head and saw Zhou Ze coming in. He pointed at the sign and said:
"The minimum purchase in this store is one thousand."
I remember that the minimum consumption was "one hundred" at the beginning.
However, due to the tremendous achievements made since the reform and opening up,
With the tremendous progress that society has made under the guidance of the new era and new ideological guidelines,
As a result, even if there is a sign saying "minimum consumption 100",
There are still many customers coming in to consume.
Later, it was simply changed to "one thousand".
I estimate that with the current inflation rate, most people will not be willing to come here to consume for at least a few years.
Zhou Ze nodded and said nothing.
Seeing that Zhou Ze didn't order anything, the old Taoist didn't bother to pay attention to him anymore and continued to pick lice for the monkey.
Bookstores have never been as enthusiastic about treating living customers as they are about treating dead customers.
This is tradition.
It is also a feature.
"It's a nice day today."
Xu Qinglang walked down from upstairs.
He is wearing a white shirt and blue jeans today.
Looks very heroic.
To be honest,
Maybe coquettishness is innate,
But Lao Xu has never really been coy and acted like a woman to disgust people.
She is beautiful.
It's really not his fault.
She is prettier than most women.
It's not his fault.
Judging from the way he speaks and behaves, he is actually quite manly.
"Old Xu."
Zhou Ze saw himself sitting on the sofa and waving to Xu Qinglang.
"Old Xu, I have good news for you."
"What?"
“It seems that the real estate tax is really going to be introduced.”
“… …”Xu Qinglang.
"hehe."
After sharing the joy with Lao Xu,
The person sitting on the sofa continued to read the newspaper.
I really hate the housing prices. I worked so hard in my previous life, but I could only buy a small house.
My income, as a doctor who occasionally does flying surgery to make extra money, is actually quite considerable, much higher than the income of ordinary people;
But the problem is that I am an orphan.
I don't have six wallets.
Xu Qinglang went to the kitchen and soon heard the sound of rolling noodles.
Zhou Ze remembered,
In the past, Lao Xu ran a noodle shop.
At that time, it was right next to Xu Le's bookstore, with a sign that said it was a noodle shop, doing takeout business.
Below Lao Xu,
It is indeed unique.
The sauerkraut and shredded pork noodles I made last time were praised by Cuihua from hell. She ate them while spitting them out, and managed to finish them all.
"Oh, oh, oh,
boss,
I just ate chicken!"
Yingying ran down excitedly.
Acting coquettishly to myself lying on the sofa.
Cute and coquettish,
No matter how hard the steel is, it seems to become as soft as silk in front of Yingying.
Zhou Ze suddenly realized,
This seems to be the quietest period in the library.
Lao Xu hadn't experienced what happened to his master yet, and he became crazy and worked hard to draw talisman paper;
The Taoist priest just met Monkey, and Yingying is still addicted to the game "PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds", which was very popular at the time but is now almost unpopular.
Little Lolita hasn't moved in yet.
Lawyer An has not shown up yet.
We all live leisurely and comfortably in the book house.
Every night I wait for ghosts to come and do business.
Listen to the story,
Let’s chat.
Not so many worries, not so many troubles,
Leisurely, leisurely,
The years are quiet and good.
Take a deep breath.
Zhou Ze narrowed his eyes.
Then,
Walked to the person opposite to me and sat down.
I don't know why.
When I sat down,
Looking at myself across from me,
Written by Ge You,
Sipping coffee,
Looking at the newspaper,
Basking in the sun,
lazy,
Not striving for progress,
And he looked very pleased with himself;
Zhou Ze suddenly felt like he couldn't control his hands.
The urge to slap him.
at the same time,
Zhou Ze thought again,
The seat where I am sitting now is where Lawyer An often sits in the study.
Every day when I read the newspaper and drink coffee there,
Lawyer An likes to sit opposite me.
asshole,
It turns out this guy has always wanted to beat me up!
… …
Outside the bookstore,
The man in the black sweatshirt slowly walked over.
He didn't go in.
Instead, he stood at the door of the bookstore and watched.
Soon,
Soon,
It’s time to take action.
You continue to cherish the memory.
A little more remembrance,
This is the creation I gave you.
at the same time,
It is also your final creation.
“Buzz!”
The pen stuck on my chest began to tremble.
The man had to kneel on one knee on the ground and press the wound tightly with one hand.
"Hehe, are you scared
But you can't stop it.
It can't be stopped.
He gave me this opportunity.
I'll just give him this opportunity.
you,
You can only watch from the side.
Very unwilling, right
Very unwilling, right
Then you can go out and tell him,
Go warn him.
As long as you leave, transform into a specific consciousness and communicate with it,
This seal,
It's gone completely.
You can't help it.
There is absolutely no way.
Right
“Buzz!”
The pen trembled again.
then,
The tremors grew weaker.
"Why, did you give in?"
“Buzz!”
The pen trembled again.
"Cherish the time you can still seal me, soon you will no longer have the qualification;
One day, you can seal me once,
It belongs to you and the master who created you.
glory."
"Ding Dong..."
The pen cap fell to the ground.
Rolled in a circle.
The man looked at the pen cap on the ground.
The smiling face suddenly twisted in anger.
He roared in a low voice:
"Are you saying I'm scared
hehe,
ridiculous,
What am I afraid of