Boss Zhou made a really big profit today. It can even be said that he hasn't made such a big profit in a long time. Whether it is performance points or ghost money, he made a lot of money this time.
After all, no matter what time or industry you are in, students' money is always the easiest to make.
After sending the souls of these students on their way, Zhou Ze took a shower and went upstairs to rest. Bai Yingying had made the bed and had already washed herself to look fragrant.
Zhou Ze walked to the bed but did not rush to get into bed. Instead, he stood by the window and lit a cigarette.
Xu Qinglang knew that Zhou Ze had this habit, and jokingly said that others enjoyed smoking after sex, but Boss Zhou liked to smoke before sex.
But today, Boss Zhou smoked several cigarettes in a row.
Bai Yingying, who had already positioned herself on the bed, noticed something strange and almost shouted:
"Boss, come on, come on..."
Zhou Ze turned around and saw Yingying. He smiled and said, "Sorry, I was very sleepy, but now I'm not sleepy anymore."
As he spoke, he lit another cigarette.
Bai Yingying got off the bed and brought a chair for Zhou Ze to sit on. She stood behind him and patted his shoulders, saying softly:
"Boss, what are you thinking about?"
Zhou Ze did not answer, but silently spread out his hands. Ten black nails slowly grew out, and bits of black mist continued to swirl and brew between the nails.
Bai Yingying's body trembled several times in succession. She had an instinctive fear of Zhou Ze's nails.
"Tell me, what do I have left besides these gray nails?"
Zhou Ze seemed to be asking Bai Yingying, but also seemed to be talking to himself.
Little Lolita gave Zhou Ze the advice of "embezzlement".
So now Zhou Ze began to really think about this problem,
How to steal
How to steal,
The theft was done in a way that the public would not have the slightest suspicion, would not cause backlash or accountability, and would even thank you.
This is a very profound subject.
Bai Yingying didn't understand what the boss meant. Since she didn't understand, she didn't ask any more questions and concentrated on giving the boss a massage.
At this time,
Zhou Ze's cell phone rang. It was the little girl calling.
"Hey, what's up?"
Zhou Ze also felt it was a bit strange that the call came at this time since they had just met and talked the night before.
"It's nothing. A ghost messenger from Changzhou had something to do and was about to pass through Tongcheng. He called me and I came to let you know."
"oh."
The phone was hung up.
Zhou Ze rubbed his temple and fell into deep thought again.
Humans have an innate ability to imitate, and this ability cannot be evolved any further from its primitive state, which is "learning."
After hanging up the phone, Zhou Ze slowly closed his eyes, and his mind began to slowly recall the feeling of his consciousness awakening in his body.
The best theft,
It's imitation,
Can what scholars do be called stealing
What's more, no matter what, they are all our own things.
Bai Yingying found that the boss's breathing was gradually becoming longer and longer. She thought the boss was asleep, and began to slowly reduce the strength of the massage.
Zhou Ze was not actually asleep, his mind was still very clear. He just temporarily put aside his distracting thoughts and began to devote himself to that state.
The first time I entered that state,
When I was facing the Lady in Green on the rooftop of a tall building,
I stood on the edge of the rooftop, swaying back and forth, on the line between life and death;
After that, there was the battle at the Lin family, where he fought with the ghost of his sister-in-law, and then there were the battles in places like Yancheng and Jiangjun Mountain.
every time,
When that consciousness awakens,
That kind of domineering aura,
That absolute confidence.
That feeling of having everything under control.
Zhou Ze was slowly summoning up the emotions he had at that time.
then,
Bai Yingying, who was still massaging Zhou Ze, was suddenly stunned, because she saw that Zhou Ze's skin was slowly shrinking, and his aura was becoming more and more restrained, so restrained that it seemed as if she could not sense his breath of a living person at all.
At the same time, Zhou Ze's nails began to grow longer, emitting a faint luster, and the air around him slowly became more oppressive, as if everything had fallen into a state of stagnation.
Bai Yingying's heart was beating fast. The pressure from her blood was too much for her to bear. She even had the urge to kneel down.
This was the first time that Bai Yingying was so close to Zhou Ze in this state. In the past, she was responsible for taking care of Zhou Ze after he became paralyzed.
“Boss… Boss…”
Zhou Ze still had his eyes closed, still carefully pursuing and searching for that feeling, to the point that, perhaps because he was too immersed in it, Zhou Ze himself was not aware of the changes that were happening in him.
The nails started to grow longer.
Zhou Ze's body was becoming more and more hunched.
Originally, he was leaning back in the chair in a limp Ge You-like posture. After all, this made it more comfortable and convenient for Bai Yingying to massage him.
Now,
Zhou Ze's body began to shrink like a deflated balloon, just like a person who enters old age and starts to lose water in the body.
But the nails,
It's really jaw-droppingly long.
Zhou Ze's hands were hanging on his knees.
But at this time his nails,
But it grew long enough to touch the ground, and was several decimeters long, so that it could almost be used as a sickle.
Moreover, the originally black nails now had a dark red luster flowing through them.
“Sizzle, sizzle…”
The tips of the ten fingernails touched the tile floor, scratching out a series of sparks. The tiles seemed to have melted, leaving deep marks.
Bai Yingying was stunned by what she saw.
Very thick.
Very long.
So hard.
This was inserted.
Who can bear this
Boom boom boom! ! ! !
Zhou Ze had no idea how the maid beside him reacted, and he didn't even realize that he had unknowingly freed himself from a new "posture".
It looks simple.
But in fact, if it weren’t for the little Lolita’s words during the day, Zhou Ze would never have thought of doing this. This may be because the person involved is in the dark.
But at least, for now, the results are very fast.
"Buzz..."
However,
While Zhou Ze was still immersed in this feeling of "memories",
His body suddenly trembled slightly.
While Bai Yingying was still sighing and lamenting about the thick and big thing, her eyes suddenly focused. She felt that the boss's aura was changing drastically.
In the dark,
Zhou Ze felt that his consciousness had sunk into a swamp filled with sticky liquid. When he became alert, he wanted to open his eyes to wake up from his meditation but found that he couldn't do it at all.
“Click, click, click…”
Zhou Ze's body began to tremble violently.
The chairs started to crack.
Then it broke apart and turned into flying fragments.
But Zhou Ze remained sitting even though there was no chair underneath, and did not fall down at all.
Because his body weight and balance are completely supported by these ten nails.
Very strange posture.
A very discordant picture.
Zhou Ze's eyelids began to tremble wildly, as if he was struggling violently.
That consciousness,
That consciousness was actually stimulated by myself inadvertently when I was "recalling"
This seems to be an inevitable trend. Zhou Ze has not tried to stop it when it is about to wake up, because every time he wakes it up, it is Zhou Ze's own intention.
In an emergency,
More powerful force is needed.
Zhou Ze took the initiative to summon it to wake up and borrow its power.
However, this time,
Zhou Ze was not proactive.
And Zhou Ze knew that if he really encountered an absolute danger, he would just summon it out, it was nothing more than choosing the lesser of two evils, but now he was almost asleep, in the bookstore,
Why wake it up if there is nothing to do
This is like doing business, it's really a loss, the input and output are totally incomparable.
restraint,
restraint,
restraint!
Zhou Ze slowly raised his head.
He was trying his best to suppress the awakening of consciousness and was exerting force to take control of his body.
you,
Give me,
go back!
“Crackle, crackle, crackle…”
In the next room, Xu Qinglang, who was lying on the bed reading a book before bed, suddenly found that there seemed to be something wrong with the light in the room, and it began to flicker.
The monkey in the old Taoist's room immediately jumped off the bed, squeaking.
The old Taoist was sleeping soundly. He clamped the quilt with his feet, turned over and continued to sleep.
And Deadpool, who sat on the bed in the same room with Lao Dao all night,
Kneeled directly on the floor.
There is an old saying that when the drought demon appears, the land will be barren for a thousand miles. The commotion on Zhou Ze's side certainly couldn't be as exaggerated as "a thousand miles of barren land", but the small environment around him and the people around him were all obviously affected.
"Forehead… … … "
A suppressed voice came from Zhou Ze's throat.
He felt like he was playing tug-of-war.
The prize of tug-of-war is whether the key to this door can still be hung around one's waist.
If the other party can still wake up and control this body without your consent, it means that the other party has actually gained absolute initiative.
There were bursts of crackling sounds coming from my body.
Zhou Ze slowly raised his head.
The veins on the neck are exposed.
His mouth opened and a silent roar came out.
The windows of several rooms on the second floor of the bookstore, including TV drama and computer screens, shattered collectively at this moment.
After all this is over,
Zhou Ze's body shook for a while, but he still managed to stabilize himself by relying on the nails inserted into the ground.
“Huff…Huff…”
With his mouth wide open, he gasped for breath.
Zhou Ze slowly opened his eyes.
In the eyes,
It’s still Qingming.
But Zhou Ze's whole body was soaked with cold sweat.
This is scary.
Because just now, Zhou Ze clearly felt that the other party seemed to know his intention and launched a counterattack!
Although it was suppressed this time, I would have to think twice before trying to steal something in the same way next time.
but,
When Zhou Ze looked at his ten nails that were long enough to be broken off and given to farmers as sickles to cut wheat,
There was still a smile on his face.
At least,
This wave,
No loss.