"What's wrong with you?" Zhou Ze frowned. Obviously, he also smelled the smell.
"It's okay, I have to pee urgently, you go first!"
After the Taoist priest finished speaking, he immediately turned around and ran out.
Zhou Ze looked at his hands and didn't follow up to ask anything. Instead, he took a taxi back to the bookstore.
The old Taoist came to the side of the road and reached into his crotch to pull out a piece of talisman paper. The talisman paper had turned red and turned into gray when it was winded and flew away.
This is the talisman paper passed down from the Taoist priest's ancestors. As for why it is hidden in this place, I can only say that it cannot be told to outsiders.
But the scene just now has been imprinted in the old Taoist's memory.
Of course, if you look down at the walnuts that are tightly pressed together by the heat,
In fact, it is also branded on one's own flesh.
"Oh my god, boss, I never thought that I would run into your fellow villager in Tongcheng, more than 2,000 kilometers away."
In the dark,
Maybe there is a feeling,
For example, when Zhou Ze watched the live video of Lao Dao, he saw the young man sitting behind the counter of the underworld store and drinking porridge with difficulty, and he felt inexplicably touched.
It's not just anorexia.
actually,
They are the same kind of people.
In this world, he is not absolutely unique and alone.
Just as the faceless woman in hell roared unwillingly:
"How can you leave?"
This means,
It's not just Zhou Ze. Someone else had left in front of the Faceless Woman before.
In addition, there was the old man with black nails that Zhou Ze had treated after the car accident.
This world,
It’s really not as peaceful as I imagined.
… … …
It was already one o'clock in the morning when Zhou Ze took a taxi back to the bookstore. He cleaned up the glass fragments on the bathroom floor, boiled a few pots of water, and wiped his body with a towel.
He decided to have someone install a sprayer tomorrow to make it easier for him to take a shower. For a person with mild mysophobia, not being able to take a shower is definitely a torture.
Returning to the second floor and setting the temperature, Zhou Ze lay down in it, closed his eyes, and prepared to say goodbye to today's fatigue and all the troubles of the day.
This time, I slept soundly and peacefully.
All night long,
When he woke up the next morning, Zhou Ze came out of the freezer and went to wash up, then opened the shop door and took a look next door.
The door next door is closed again today.
I can't contact Dr. Lin for the time being.
My wife is gone.
Now even he is gone,
Zhou Ze shook his head violently. Damn it, why would he have such a thought
Xu Leyu poisoned people.
right,
That's definitely the case.
Having not eaten anything since last night, Zhou Ze could only take out his phone to order a takeaway, leaving a note for the store to send more vinegar.
After waiting for about twenty minutes, a young man in a yellow delivery uniform came in an electric car. He pushed open the door and walked in, handing the takeaway to Zhou Ze who was sitting behind the counter reading a book.
"Thank you. It's not easy. I have to deliver takeout during the New Year." Zhou Ze said politely.
“It’s not easy for you either. You still have to eat takeout during the New Year.” The delivery guy replied directly.
“… …” Zhou Ze.
Zhou Ze felt like he was hit by an arrow in the knee. He raised his head and took a special look at the delivery boy in front of him. He was very young, and looked to be in his early twenties.
"Is this a bookstore?" The delivery guy took a look at the environment of the store. "The kind where you can sit down and read? How much is it?"
“Give it to me as you see fit.” Zhou Ze opened the takeaway bag.
"Okay."
The delivery guy sat down on a plastic stool, found a copy of "Fights Break Sphere" and started reading it with great interest.
Zhou Ze drank the vinegar sent by the store in one gulp. It seemed that he had been trained by the abnormal level of sour plum juice from Xu Qinglang's house recently. Zhou Ze felt that this ordinary vinegar was nothing special.
Then, he wolfed down the food again, and halfway through, he began to feel nauseous.
Zhou Ze pinched his neck with both hands, forcing himself not to vomit. Finally, after a terrible stalemate, the feeling of nausea began to slowly fade away. Zhou Ze wiped the corners of his mouth, and then began to cough heavily.
"Brother, eat slowly. My grandmother said that the way you eat is like a starving ghost."
The delivery guy said as he read a book.
Zhou Ze glared at the other person and simply sat on the chair, catching his breath. He needed to slow down.
Damn Xu Qinglang,
Why don’t you open the door yet!
Zhou Ze decided that if the other party didn't open the door by the afternoon, he would have to break down the door and go in to find the remaining sour plum juice or bitter melon juice, otherwise he would not be able to eat the meal.
The delivery guy seemed to have stopped taking orders and sat there reading a novel for an hour.
"Hey, why does it smell like coke?" The delivery guy suddenly sniffed and walked out of the bookstore.
Zhou Ze didn't take it seriously. He thought the other party might just want to read a book and didn't want to pay, so he didn't care.
For this bookstore, making money is really a matter of chance.
But then, the delivery guy who just walked outside opened his mouth and shouted:
"Wow, it's on fire."
Zhou Ze then became alert and immediately walked out of the shop. He looked up and his eyes immediately focused on the fourth floor of the building above, where thick smoke was billowing out.
This is,
Movie theater location!
The only place in the original commercial center that is still somewhat popular is the cinema, and because it is the New Year period, many people come here to watch movies.
“Let’s go and save those people.” The delivery guy ran straight over there.
Zhou Ze stood there hesitating for ten seconds. The fire must be very big, but it would definitely not burn his bookstore. He was restraining his inner instinct to save people.
In the past, he couldn't remember how many times he had rushed to the disaster scene to participate in rescue operations, but recently, he happened to plan to change this bad habit.
However, after a fierce mental struggle, Zhou Ze still ran over.
Own,
Still cheap!
At the stairs from the first floor to the third floor, many people were running down, while Zhou Ze was running up.
Although this commercial center is "abandoned", it is located in the city and the fire truck should arrive soon.
There were not as many people watching movies in the morning as in the afternoon, but the number was still considerable. When Zhou Ze ran up the stairs to the fourth floor, he saw that the smoke inside was much thicker and the flames were burning very strangely. Even if it was an accidental fire, it couldn't have burned so exaggeratedly!
But this was not the time to analyze the cause. In the thick smoke, Zhou Ze saw a delivery boy with a blackened face running out carrying an old lady on his back.
The other person glanced at Zhou Ze, smiled, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, then turned around and ran towards the viewing area again to continue rescuing people.
The fire did not spread completely, but in the viewing area, the fire was quite serious.
Zhou Ze did not hesitate any longer. Since he was already here, he had to do something. He immediately ran into the thick smoke.
“Cough cough… cough cough…”
It is foolish to rush in without any protective measures. It is very easy to fail to save people and end up killing yourself.
So Zhou Ze knew that his time was limited. If he saw someone who needed help, he would just bring him out. He couldn't do much else and could only wait for professional firefighters to come and deal with it.
“Huh…”
Zhou Ze had just opened the door of Theater No. 2 when flames suddenly burst out. Zhou Ze could only step back to avoid the flames.
And inside, there were actually sounds of crying and shouting.
Zhou Ze gritted his teeth and rushed in. There was flames everywhere in the theater. The ground, ceiling, and walls were all on fire. And because of the cramped space, the thick smoke from the burning could only stay here.
Among the people who die at a fire scene, many more are killed by smoke inhalation than by fire.
Only at this time did everyone realize how important the annoying fire announcement video was before every movie.
As soon as Zhou Ze rushed in, he saw two people lying in the small space in the aisle.
One was an adult man in a black suit. He was lying on the ground coughing, obviously unable to get up.
The other was a boy about ten years old who fell to the ground unconscious. It was not known whether he had fainted or suffocated to death.
“Save me… Save me… Save…” The man in the suit raised his head with difficulty and looked at Zhou Ze who was standing in front of him.
Zhou Ze jumped over him, picked up the little boy, and prepared to rush out.
He was feeling dizzy now, and it was obvious that he couldn't hold on for long without professional equipment such as a gas mask.
However, just as he was about to run out with the boy on his back, Zhou Ze felt someone pull him under his feet, and he fell to the ground, and the boy on his back also rolled off.
“Save…save…save me first…I’ll give you…money…save me first…”
The man in the suit used up his last bit of strength and tightly grasped Zhou Ze's ankles. He knew he couldn't hold on for much longer. He couldn't breathe at all and his lungs felt like they were on fire.
After falling down, Zhou Ze felt dizzy and almost passed out. He bit the tip of his tongue with his teeth and forced himself to wake up.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
Zhou Ze used his other foot to kick the hand and head of the man who was holding him.
After kicking several times, the other party finally let go.
Zhou Ze staggered to his feet again, carried the boy on his back, and rushed out of Theater No. 2.
When rushing out of the billowing smoke and entering the safe area, Zhou Ze's knees went weak and he fell to his knees. The boy on his body also fell down, but because Zhou Ze subconsciously provided cushion, the fall was not serious.
Firefighters have arrived and are working to put out the fire. Some firefighters are also rushing into the fire scene in their gear.
"There are still people in Theater 2."
Zhou Ze grabbed the clothes of a firefighter who ran past him and said.
"Okay, I understand." The other party nodded and rushed into the fire.
“Huff…Huff…”
Zhou Ze was lying on the tiled floor, gasping for breath. Opposite him, the delivery boy whose yellow delivery uniform had been smoked black was also leaning there, gasping for breath. The two men looked at each other and laughed weakly.
The paramedics have also arrived, a group of angels in white and doctors. Zhou Ze no longer has the energy to find out whether Dr. Lin is also involved in the rescue operation.
Zhou Ze gritted his teeth and stood up again. He glanced at the boy who was being given emergency treatment by the doctor. The boy's chest was still heaving, so he should be fine.
At the same time, Zhou Ze also saw several people being carried out by firefighters. Some of them could not be saved and some were rescued. The man in the black suit was lying on the stretcher, motionless, and he must have died.
Zhou Ze didn't feel guilty. He had no reason to feel guilty.
I am a good person who saves people, but who to save first is up to me. No one has any reason to morally blackmail me.
Moreover, at that time, she had no ability to run out with a child on her back and an adult man on her shoulders at the same time. If she did so, the end result would only be that she would die in there as well.
The one who came back to life was Xu Le, a powerless "scholar", not Schwarzenegger who came back to life.
Besides, that guy almost caused him to die in the cinema.
Climbing up with difficulty and refusing the help of the nurse beside him to check his physical condition, Zhou Ze walked to the bathroom at the other end of the building, turned on the faucet, and rubbed his face vigorously with cold water in his hands.
Finally,
I've recovered my breath.
Lift your head,
Zhou Ze looked at himself in the mirror.
Suddenly I found out,
In the mirror, behind me, a faint figure slowly appeared.
This person,
Wearing a black suit,
Staring at himself with a face full of resentment.
He kept shouting with his mouth open, as if questioning himself, hysterical and crazy.
After a person dies, if they encounter a certain opportunity, there is a certain probability that they will turn into a ghost and seek revenge.
But now, this man has just died, and his soul is still in the stage of becoming a ghost. It will probably be completely formed on the seventh day.
He is not a ghost yet, just a prototype.
But because of Zhou Ze's own peculiarity, he was able to perceive the other party's existence in advance.
He hates himself.
Don't save him.
Even this hatred,
Even at the cost of turning him into a ghost!
"Oh, interesting."
Zhou Ze smiled.
Put your head back into the sink and continue to wash yourself with water.
At the same time, I sighed in my heart:
"Oh, people..."