"Then what?"
Zhou Ze asked while drinking coffee.
Xu Qinglang was also listening to the story nearby. Well, it was quite interesting to listen to as a late-night story.
As for the tension, fear, etc.
Not to mention Xu Qinglang, even the old Taoist priest next to him wasn't scared at all.
In the words of the old man,
Just to scare a chicken.
I've been with a ghost and a zombie all day.
Have I ever been afraid
Have I ever been timid
I'm not afraid, I'm not scared,
I just,
Follow your heart.
"What else?" The boy was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Also, I woke up in shock. It turned out to be a dream, but this dream seemed real, hehe."
After the boy finished speaking, he yawned, then picked up the novel he had taken from the bookshelf and started reading. He seemed to have seen something interesting and laughed out loud.
What a simple child.
I thought I was just dreaming.
Then you come to my bookstore in the middle of the night,
Is it sleepwalking
Xu Qinglang also looked at Zhou Ze in surprise, pointed at the young man, and then pointed at his brain.
Zhou Ze nodded.
The boy didn't know he was dead yet.
He thought he was still alive, but he had turned into a ghost and had been wandering around for a long time.
"You're not going to take him in?" Xu Qinglang asked, "Aren't you just one short?"
As soon as Xu Qinglang came down from upstairs, he saw Zhou Ze sitting opposite the boy, listening to the boy telling stories. He didn't think that Zhou Ze was worried that there were some evil ghosts haunting the school so he kept the boy as a clue to enforce justice and save the people.
He knew that Boss Zhou had been eagerly waiting for that last one percent and was extremely hungry.
"It can't be collected. His soul is incomplete."
Zhou Ze shook his head, feeling helpless.
Xu Qinglang frowned and took a closer look at the boy, then he discovered some details. The boy's soul was incomplete and some of his spirits were missing. This was why the boy was still so "innocent" after becoming a ghost and didn't know he was dead.
Even though there were so many illogical things around him, even though he was not in school but appeared in the bookstore late at night,
He didn't feel anything was wrong and still felt like he was still alive.
To put it simply, he has some brain problems now.
A very advanced...
Mentally retarded.
In fact, when Zhou Ze saw him for the first time, he opened the door to hell.
How did you die
What grievances have you had
Are you hungry? Are you thirsty
He didn't ask anything and didn't have time to listen to his nagging. He just planned to send him in so that he could get a permanent job. However, he couldn't send him in, which made Zhou Ze depressed and speechless.
"Then what are you going to do?" Xu Qinglang looked at Zhou Ze and reminded him, "Can you remain indifferent to a ghost that can kill people?"
Xu Qinglang was right. Zhou Ze really couldn't remain indifferent to this matter. Although this was not the nonsense that "the greater the power, the greater the responsibility" that Spider-Man's adoptive father said to him in the superhero movie, since Zhou Ze was the ghost catcher here, he had the responsibility to prevent ghosts from causing trouble nearby. If ghosts did appear, they must be resolved as soon as possible.
The underworld,
I saw it all.
"Go ahead." Zhou Ze nodded, "Will you go with me?"
"No, I came down to get a facial mask, and then I'll go upstairs to have a beauty sleep."
Xu Qinglang was lying lazily on the sofa, his body so soft and gentle that he could even bend a steel plate.
Zhou Ze sometimes felt helpless towards Xu Qinglang. He was obviously normal in that aspect. He could make a woman sleep with him like a duck and still think he did a good job and left three thousand yuan on the bedside table.
This is enough to show that Xu Qinglang has no problem in that aspect, but when he gets casual sometimes, Bai Yingying without makeup really can't compare to him.
She is born with a charming body.
Xu Qinglang was lucky to be born in modern times. If he were born in ancient times, he would have been raped by emperors and nobles who generally had homosexual tendencies.
The old Taoist immediately volunteered to take the car keys from Zhou Ze and said:
"Boss, Yingying is eating chicken up there, so she's busy. I'll go with you. It's my duty as a righteous man to eliminate evil and uphold justice."
In this way, the old Taoist drove the car, Zhou Ze sat in the passenger seat, and drove to Pingchao Middle School.
The distance is actually quite far, and it takes half an hour to drive there.
This middle school is indeed very big. There is an archway at the school gate with "Provincial Key Pingzhong" written on it, and then there is a guard booth. What is even more exaggerated is that there is a canal behind it. The school is on the other side of the canal. There is a bridge across the canal, which belongs to the school. There is also a guard booth at the other end of the bridge.
Therefore, it is a bit impossible for students boarding here to skip school. There are two guardhouse checkpoints, and the only way to get to the town outside is to swim across the canal.
The old Taoist priest used his eloquence to convince the security guard that his grandson had a sudden heart attack inside and asked him to go in and check what was going on. The security guard did not dare to delay and opened the door immediately. The security guard was not too wary of the man who was obviously not a student.
The car drove into the campus, Zhou Ze and Lao Dao got off and walked to the living area. This place really looked like an independent small town, with a bathhouse, a supermarket, and many canteens.
The students are like chickens locked in a cage on an assembly line, unable to even turn around. They drink water, eat, and lay eggs at regular times every day.
When we arrived here, it was almost midnight. The lights in the dormitory building were basically off, except for the dormitory manager's office on the first floor, which was still lit. The other floors were pitch black. Although they were full of people, they gave people an eerie feeling like a ghost town.
"Boss, which building is haunted?"
"He said he lives in Building B." Zhou Ze pointed to a building diagonally to the side, "It should be here."
"Which dormitory?" asked the old Taoist.
"The sixth floor, I don't know which dormitory it is, just go up and ask a student where someone just died."
"That's a good idea." The old Taoist offered an insincere flattery.
Oh shit,
Came out without asking in the store.
In the dormitory management office on the ground floor of the dormitory building, several men were sitting there chatting loudly and laughing from time to time, as if they were telling some dirty jokes.
Even when Zhou Ze and the old Taoist walked into the aisle, they did not notice that the management here was indeed quite lax.
Or,
Is this called loose on the outside and tight on the inside
When he reached the sixth floor, all the lights were off. The Taoist priest randomly found a dormitory and knocked on the door. The students in the dormitory thought it was the dormitory supervisor, and the voices that had been talking suddenly became silent.
The Taoist master knocked a few more times.
A student came over in slippers and opened the door. When he saw the Taoist priest and Zhou Ze, he was stunned for a moment. Obviously, he found out that these two people were not dormitory managers.
"police."
The Taoist priest took out his wallet and shook it. It was dark anyway, so he just pretended to be cool and then took it back.
"Which dormitory here has someone just died in?" asked the old Taoist.
The student was stunned.
What's going on
At midnight, the police came and knocked on the dormitory door and asked where someone had died.
"Someone died?" The student looked at the Taoist priest in surprise.
"Yes, I'm asking you where the person died."
"When did he die?" the boy asked in surprise.
"Don't pretend!" The Taoist priest stepped forward and scolded, "Is the school trying to conceal the news and asking you to keep quiet? We are the police, and it's useless for you to lie to us.
If anything goes wrong in the future, you will be responsible.”
The student was completely frightened and turned to ask his roommate on the bed behind him: "Is there a death here?"
My roommates also started chattering, and everyone was confused.
What surprised the old Taoist most was that these students seemed to be truly confused. It didn't seem like they were pretending. This was a high school, not a film school.
"Sun Qiu, which dormitory is Sun Qiu in?" Zhou Ze asked.
"Sun Qiu, he's in the room opposite."
The boy pointed to the dormitory door opposite and said.
"Okay, you have nothing to do now. Go back to sleep and don't make any noise." The old Taoist said in a commanding tone.
Turning around, the old Taoist went to knock on the door of the dormitory opposite.
Soon, a boy wearing glasses came over and opened the dormitory door.
The Taoist priest and Zhou Ze walked straight in, and the boy who opened the door was a little confused.
"I remember he said his bed was the top bunk by the window. Is that right?"
The old Taoist pointed at the bed, and to his surprise, there was a person sleeping on the bed, covered with a quilt.
"What's going on? There's still someone sleeping in a place where someone just died?" The old Taoist was a little surprised.
"Who are you?"
A boy in the dormitory asked.
"Is Sun Qiu from this dormitory? How long has he been dead?" asked the old Taoist.
"Sun Qiu?" The boy was stunned for a moment, then shouted, "Sun Qiu, wake up, someone is looking for you."
What
The old Taoist turned around in shock.
immediately,
He saw the boy on the bunk lift the quilt, rub his eyes, then sit up, look at Lao Dao and Zhou Ze, and ask:
"Who's looking for me?"
He looked very sleepy.
It's not a coincidence that they have the same name.
This look,
He looked exactly like the boy who was telling stories in the bookstore an hour ago!
The old Taoist's eyes widened.
What's going on
Isn't the person already dead
Ghosts have come out, so who is this person lying on the bed
At this time, Zhou Ze reached out and grabbed Sun Qiu's wrist. Sun Qiu frowned but didn't yell, as if his reaction was a little slow.
Zhou Ze rolled up Sun Qiu's sleeves and shone the flashlight from his cell phone.
I saw on Sun Qiu's arm,
It's covered with corpse spots!
This is not a living person.
This is a corpse that has been dead for a long time!
When the old Taoist saw this scene, he was so scared that he opened his mouth.
Zhou Ze calmly put down Sun Qiu's sleeves and said, "It's okay. Go to bed early and stop making trouble."
After saying that, Zhou Ze walked out of the dormitory.
The Taoist priest followed him out immediately and asked impatiently, "Boss, what's going on? Is this man dead or not?"
"Dead." Zhou Ze replied.
“Then this…” The old Taoist couldn’t understand.
"Because of inertia." Zhou Ze replied.
"inertia?"
"Yes, inertia. In this school, students' daily schedules are rigidly arranged. The time to get up, go to class, go to the cafeteria to eat, go back to the dormitory, and turn off the lights are all fixed.
Therefore, even if he died, the inertia brought by this kind of life for a long time allowed him to continue to stay "alive".
Because for him, every day is almost the same.
Just like a small ball thrown from the track, it will continue to roll forward according to its inertia. It is the same for him now.
Didn’t you notice
His reaction has actually become very slow.
But none of his classmates or teachers noticed.
He is dead.”
"So mysterious?"
"When I was a doctor, I encountered several similar cases. The autopsy showed that the body had been dead for many days, but his colleagues or family members said that they saw him going to work and living his life as usual yesterday."
"How could this happen?" The old Taoist smacked his lips, unable to understand.
“A monotonous life with fixed daily behavior patterns is like a machine that can be automated;
Is the driver alive or dead
Is there a difference? "