"How can I bear to blame you for making a mistake? It's me who gave you too much freedom and made you even more lonely..."
Zhang Xinzhe's beautiful voice echoed in the bookstore, accompanied by the aroma of coffee and the bright morning sunshine, embellishing the taste of life just right.
Outside, the bustling crowd injects vitality into this South Street day after day.
Zhou Ze didn’t get a good rest last night, so even though he was lying in his favorite position, he still looked a little restless.
It was still the most familiar civet coffee and the neatly ironed newspaper, but they could not conceal my emotions at that moment.
In his previous life, Zhou Ze heard a story about how those prisoners sentenced to death felt in the last stage of their lives.
Now, Boss Zhou has experienced that feeling.
The Xuan-Yuan Sword on top represents a kind of despair. Even the Xiezhi, which has been the best-performing creature from ancient times to the present, has to choose to "commit suicide" when facing the pressure of the Xuan-Yuan Sword.
It's like the despair felt by those death row inmates who deserve the punishment when facing the people's judgment.
I rubbed my eyebrows.
Took a sip of coffee,
Just at this moment, the Taoist priest came back carrying a broom.
Ever since he cured the son's "illness" last time, the Taoist priest's popularity and status in their sanitation worker circle have been improved again.
Apart from anything else, as long as he wanted, it would only take a word for him to learn from the West and organize a strike for sanitation workers to seek better welfare benefits.
Tongcheng,
Sanitation,
I am king!
"Master, sit down."
"Hey, okay, boss."
The old Taoist sat down opposite Zhou Ze.
The little monkey jumped out with a wet towel in his hand.
The old Taoist took a towel and began to wipe his sweat.
"Let me ask you something."
"Okay, go ahead and ask, boss."
"yes… … "
I opened my mouth, but didn't know how to ask.
Because Zhou Ze knew that the Taoist priest at the moment could not answer this question, but how to switch the Taoist priest to the one who could answer the question? There seemed to be no effective way.
Could it be that
Now just kick the old Taoist to the ground and try to kill him to see if you can stimulate the microcosm
But what if it fails to be stimulated and the old Taoist is killed by himself? What should I do then
He tapped his forehead with his fingers.
Boss Zhou felt his head starting to hurt again.
"Boss, are you feeling unwell?"
The old Taoist asked with concern.
"Well, Taoist priest, do you usually dream?"
"Yes, I do it often."
"for example?"
"For example, big sister, hehehe."
"Have you ever had a dream like that, where there's a scabbard or a sword coming to you?"
"Hmm? No, sir. I don't collect antiques, nor do I like to play with swords.
How could I possibly have that kind of dream
As the saying goes, you dream about what you think about during the day."
Zhou Ze nodded and waved his hand, "Okay, go ahead and get busy."
"Okay, boss."
The coffee on the coffee table was picked up and drank in one gulp.
Yingying came over considerately and refilled the coffee.
Afterwards, Yingying walked behind Zhou Ze's sofa and gave him a head massage.
She won't ask you what's bothering you, nor will she try to share so-called secrets. She will just stand by you when you need her.
Zhou Ze closed his eyes and enjoyed the massage.
"Well, Yingying, have you started using perfume recently?"
"It was given by Madam Xu. He made the perfume himself."
"oh."
"Boss, does it smell good?"
"not bad."
"Squeak..."
The violent grinding of engine gears and the tearing caused by the frantic and intimate contact between the car tires and the ground;
Next,
Lawyer An and the little boy got out of the car.
Lawyer An was holding a blood gourd, and the little boy was also holding a blood gourd, and the two of them rushed into the bookstore like the wind.
Zhou Ze sat up straight subconsciously.
Lawyer An and his team who went to Xuzhou to carry out the "Save Soldier Gengchen" operation are back.
However, it is clear that they paid a huge price.
Zhou Ze remembered that before leaving, Lawyer An had promised him that if there was any danger, he would just watch them die without helping. In this situation, the result of heavy casualties still occurred, which meant that something unexpected must have happened over there.
Zhou Ze stood up, walked to the side and took a look.
There were several obvious bloody holes on the little girl's body. Although they were bandaged, black blood still kept flowing out. The blood had a particularly unpleasant smell, like the original smell of something that had been soaked in a garbage dump for three days and three nights.
Gengchen still had the body of a baby, with a horrible wound at the location of his belly button, and black blood was still oozing out from it from time to time.
"Is this contaminated?"
Zhou Ze asked with a frown.
"Boss, I can't stop the bleeding." Lawyer An scratched his hair, looking a little anxious.
The little boy looked at Zhou Ze helplessly.
Along the way, they kept trying various methods to stop the bleeding, but they were unsuccessful. Even if you forcibly blocked one of the wounds, another one would open on the victim's body.
"Send it to the pharmacy next door and let them clean the wound first. I'll take care of it."
The injury was serious, but not to the point of immediate death. Of course, if it was not treated, this body would definitely be ruined.
At the same time, there is a very strange thing, that is, whether it is the little loli or Gengchen, their souls seem to be locked in this body.
Yingying and Laodao were responsible for sending them to the drugstore next door.
Lawyer An walked up to Zhou Ze and wanted to say something, but Zhou Ze covered his nose and waved his hand, saying with some disdain:
"It's a big deal, let's talk about it after we take a shower."
“… …” Lawyer An.
Under the premise of not affecting the overall situation, you should try to be particular. Being particular can make your life more quality.
Because, if you don't pay attention, it will slowly turn into making do.
Zhou Ze went to the pharmacy next door. There were three male doctors in the pharmacy. Two of them could perform some simple operations, and the other one was just there to prescribe medicine.
They are like three puppets that have been "polished" by life. At least in this pharmacy, no matter how bizarre the patients are, they are used to it.
After the debridement was completed, they quietly left the operating room without asking any questions or spreading rumors.
Of course, their lives go on as usual. That is, when they are in the pharmacy, they will become "indifferent" because of the influence of the bookstore next door.
Zhou Ze did not change into his white coat. For this kind of surgery, the real problem was not dealing with the wound, because no matter whether it was the little loli or Geng Chen, their mental toughness was such that they could easily learn Guan Gong's method of scraping bones to treat poison.
The most important thing is to remove the source of infection in the wound.
At this time, Lawyer An and the little boy opened the door and walked in.
They showered and changed into white coats.
The little boy's white coat was too big and dragged on the ground like a dress.
"Boss, can you solve this?"
Lawyer An asked.
The little boy also stared at Zhou Ze seriously.
"It's not a big deal. Tell me what happened."
Zhou Ze stabbed his nails into the little Loli's abdomen first, and the evil spirit began to flow out slowly, and at the same time began to engulf some special power nearby.
The whole process is nothing more than seducing them first and then instigating them to have an affair;
Generally speaking, evil energy, a force full of evil attributes, has a strong attraction to these things.
It didn't take much effort before the source of pollution in the little girl's body was hooked.
Zhou Ze pulled out his nails violently.
A trickle of black blood spurted out and splashed onto the ceiling. The ceiling, which had just been renovated a few days ago, began to crack rapidly and turned yellow.
Zhou Ze pursed his lips, looked up for a while, then lowered his head and began to help the little girl suture and bandage her wound.
"I heard that using cosmetic needles can make scars smaller?"
The little boy came over and said.
Zhou Ze was stunned for a moment.
Looking at the little boy,
I looked at the little Loli again.
immediately,
He showed an expression as if he was looking at a beast.
Asked:
"Does Wang Ke know?"
… … …
In the room of the Internet cafe opposite the bookstore,
Qing had just walked out of the shower.
She was wearing a red dress, looking like a little girl, very cute and elegant.
I have to say that Liu Chuyu's level of buying clothes is really good. After all, he is a person who knows how to dress himself and knows how to live.
Compared with Qing,
Her two friends were in a miserable state.
Liang and You were both sitting on the bed in their briefs.
The expression is cold, indifferent, and apathetic.
The clothes are dirty and torn, but there are no new clothes.
"I've asked him to buy clothes for you. It was my oversight."
Qing walked to the table, poured a glass of water and drank it himself.
"This time, the deficit is a bit big." Liang said.
"Besides, why didn't he kill her!" You was a little confused.
Because they knew that as long as the woman died, the ghost in the bookstore would inherit the power of Xiezhi.
By then, whether it is used or eaten, it will be a huge fortune!
Qing shook his head and said:
"We are his subordinates now, we are his dogs. After helping the master hunt, how to deal with the prey is the master's business, not ours."
"It's so frustrating." Liang reached out and patted the bed.
"How did we end up like this?" You sighed.
Qing put down the cup of water.
Looking at his two friends,
Very seriously:
"We can never go back to that era, the era when law enforcement officers had supreme glory. That identity that made us proud has long since become a thing of the past."
Pause,
Qing continued:
“But the beginning of a new era is still in our hands. We got on the car a little late, so we have to hurry up and perform well.
Don't complain, don't resent;
Next time, even if it requires one or both of us to sacrifice, don't hesitate.
The remaining one will, sooner or later, rebuild the law enforcement team in hell, and at that time, he will carve the names of his dead companions on the highest stone tablet of the law enforcement team."
at last,
Qing said with emotion:
We are no longer us, but we are still us.”