If you look carefully,
You can see ten blood marks on Zhou Ze's head, and blood is still dripping from some places, slowly dripping along Zhou Ze's ears and chin.
Boss Zhou, who usually takes no notice of anything and lives his life with his ears covered, seems to be rarely so panicked and anxious.
In my previous life,
Work diligently, cherish every time and opportunity, and strive to climb up.
In this life,
Willing to be a salted fish;
I originally thought that I could live like this without any worries, and I also thought that I didn’t have anything to worry about or cherish.
This kind of day is also good.
People look down on homeless people because they are poor, but they also envy those who can travel at their own expense and take a spontaneous trip.
Boss Zhou belongs to the latter.
But right now,
He was eager.
He was panicking.
It seems like a precious thing in my life.
Gradually moving away from myself.
Just like the song goes, we don’t know how to cherish something until we lose it. This is a common problem for most people, oh, most men.
Zhou Ze could not forget the playful scene of Bai Yingying sneaking downstairs and stirring the water in his cup with her tongue.
I also can’t forget the slightly sweet taste I felt when I drank the water;
I can't forget the feeling of falling asleep on her thighs with her massaging me.
Even the various styles of bamboo beds that Bai Yingying designed for herself for the next Cold Clothes Festival were accidentally discovered by Zhou Ze when he was using the computer.
The day before yesterday,
Bai Yingying took her money and went to the club to pay for her "prostitution". Although Zhou Ze felt a little sad, he also felt very relieved and touched.
this,
Lovely,
Silly girl.
"Bang!"
I opened the office door.
Zhou Ze saw three pieces of talisman paper scattered on the ground.
She raised her head and looked around. Qu Zhenzhen was sitting in front of the computer, motionless, while Bai Yingying, who was supposed to be sitting next to her and playing games with her, was nowhere to be found.
Zhou Ze rushed to Qu Zhenzhen and tore off the talisman paper on Qu Zhenzhen's chest.
“Ahhhhhhhh!!!!!!”
Qu Zhenzhen began to scream crazily,
She was like a woman who had been driven mad by solitary confinement as punishment, and began to vent her inner anxiety and fear in this way.
In her current state, she couldn't ask anything she wanted to ask.
Many people in the Internet cafe stood up and looked at the situation here. Most people thought that Zhou Ze had done something to the girl at the bar. Two people in sweatshirts even stood up and walked over here to save the girl.
"Hey, brother, what are you so proud of? Bullying a woman."
Zhou Ze turned around and prepared to leave.
"Hey, you're leaving now? You're such a coward. You want to leave? No way. Tell me what happened..."
Zhou Ze turned around suddenly and stabbed the opponent's arm directly. The opponent immediately fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth.
The other two people nearby who were planning to be heroes and save the girl were all stunned when they saw this scene, and no one dared to step forward.
Zhou Ze rushed out of the Internet cafe and came to the street.
He could vaguely feel that Yingying seemed to be nearby, but there must be some advanced tricks going on here.
The nails grew out quickly.
Then he thrust it into the ground.
Wisps of black mist began to spread from the fingertips and sank into the ground. Then, the black mist seemed to be blocked in front of Zhou Ze and could not enter.
Right there!
At this time, Zhou Ze had no time to think about the Taoist priest and the monkey, nor did he have time to think about Xu Qinglang and Deadpool on the second floor. The only thing in his mind was Bai Yingying.
It's not partiality.
It's instinct.
People always care about the things they truly depend on at the most critical moments.
Zhou Ze rushed in that direction, raised his nails and swung them down!
There is nothing in front.
At least for now,
I can't see anything.
But Zhou Ze knew clearly that there was a barrier blocking this place. Boss Zhou was no longer the Wuxia A'mon of the past, and he had experienced a lot of these things.
The nails seemed to have scratched a non-existent membrane.
Things in front of me were distorted.
Some changes have taken place.
A series of street lamps have long been broken,
On the ground,
There were blood and burn marks everywhere.
A jade flute hangs Bai Yingying,
She was crying bitterly.
Especially the horrible wound.
shocking.
The black shadow stood beside Bai Yingying and turned around to look at Zhou Ze who suddenly appeared.
He was a little surprised.
Because he knew the power of the three talismans,
Unless the building collapses, people trapped in the room will never be able to sense what is happening outside.
He doesn't kill the ghost messenger.
That's why Zhou Ze was deliberately isolated.
But Zhou Ze still came.
He felt a little uncomfortable.
The way he looked at Zhou Ze was like looking at a shameless and tactless person.
He didn't want to kill the ghost messenger.
But this does not mean that he cannot kill the ghost messenger, nor does it mean that he dare not kill the ghost messenger.
If the ghost messenger really wants to collude with evil,
It is only natural that they should be the object of "enforcing justice on behalf of heaven".
Eradicate it!
right,
That's right,
It is supported by profound principles and can be explained.
The black shadow felt relieved and his eyes became determined.
"You came here to talk to me... about something?"
The shadow asked.
Zhou Ze ignored him and rushed towards Bai Yingying.
Unprecedented,
The black shadow did not stop Zhou Ze and let him run to Bai Yingying's side.
Zhou Ze placed his hand on Bai Yingying's face.
He looked at all this in disbelief. The girl who had always been innocent and loved to cry to him was now tortured into this state.
While she was going through this painful torture,
Own,
Own,
I was actually drinking upstairs!
Shame,
Guilt,
anger,
Zhou Ze's heart was constantly tormented, and he was filled with an unimaginable sense of self-blame.
He wants to live a life like a salted fish, he wants to spend his days aimlessly, he likes to be lazy and muddle through like this.
He was also mentally prepared to be like a dead pig that is not afraid of boiling water.
No matter what happens in the future,
He just needs to bear the consequences himself. As long as I can live comfortably and easily for now, I can ignore everything else.
but why,
Why don't things happen to me
But it is directed at the people around you
Bai Yingying opened her eyes weakly. Her gaze was a little cloudy, not as bright as before. She saw Zhou Ze.
She didn't cry or make a fuss, nor did she ask for protection or blame Zhou Ze for taking so long to arrive.
She just used her remaining little strength to remind him:
"Boss... be careful of his... flute sound..."
Zhou Ze's eyes scanned Bai Yingying carefully.
Especially when I saw the huge wound on the neck,
He almost roared in anger!
"Are you looking for this?"
The shadow smiled and stretched out his hand.
In his palm, a round and transparent corpse pill was floating gently.
“You probably kept her by your side for this reason;
I'm sorry, but I have to act in the name of justice. This thing now belongs to me.
As a ghost messenger, you don't think about your duties, but instead raise zombies and protect evil spirits. This little loss is my punishment for you, isn't it? "
Zhou Ze turned sideways and looked at the old man.
He wanted to ask "why", wanted to ask "who are you", wanted to ask "how did I offend you", wanted to ask "why did you do this".
But when the words came to my lips,
But I didn't ask.
Because at this time,
Any words,
Any excessive words,
Any elaboration,
It all seems meaningless.
Yingying has been tortured like this.
What else do you need to ask
There's no need to ask.
There's really no need to ask.
“Go away and do your own thing from now on. If this zombie stays here, I will peel off her skin for other uses.
She was born of filth, and if she can make a little contribution to the righteous path, it can be regarded as an old man accumulating merit for her."
"Good deeds?"
Zhou Ze looked at the shadow blankly.
then,
Take a step forward,
Walking towards the shadow.
"What do you mean..."
The shadow asked.
Zhou Ze didn't answer.
Keep walking towards him.
"I'm almost clearing out the evil spirits in your bookstore. I'm... helping you."
"help me?"
Zhou Ze continued to move forward.
"Haha, it seems that you are very angry."
"angry?"
The shadow saw Zhou Ze approaching him, and the murderous intent on his body was so strong that it could turn into water drops. He was a little confused.
I wonder why this ghost messenger is so ignorant.
Then some anger.
He was angry that this little ghost gave him face but he didn't want it.
He was determined.
You are going to associate with evil.
"Who do you think you are? How dare you talk to me like this?"
The sound of the flute sounded,
It instantly pierced Zhou Ze's eardrum.
Zhou Ze's face showed an extremely painful expression.
In an instant,
It felt like the world was spinning.
Bai Yingying had reminded Zhou Ze to be careful with the sound of the flute.
only,
Zhou Ze didn't take it to heart at all.
I don't care.
It's not that Zhou Ze failed Bai Yingying's reminder.
It wasn't because Zhou Ze was angry and careless.
But because the moment he saw Bai Yingying's miserable state,
Zhou Ze already knew what he should do.
Fear
fear
Worry
Watchdog
Dog meat soup
Replace it
A substitute for a dead person
Fuck it all!
At this time,
Zhou Ze had only one thought in his mind.
Do whatever it takes, at any cost.
Even if it means that you will be condemned to hell forever,
And let this shadow,
Let this old thing,
Being crushed to ashes,
Swallowing souls alive,
The torture Yingying had just endured in his hands,
ten times,
hundred times,
A thousand times,
Pay him back ten thousand times!
In the extremely painful state created by the sound of the flute,
Zhou Ze stopped.
Silently placed his left index finger on his forehead.
Very peaceful,
As calmly as knocking on your next-door neighbor's door,
Say:
It's going to rain, so please ask him to help harvest the wheat that's drying in the threshing floor.
at the same time,
Zhou Ze closed his eyes.
The next moment,
Zhou Ze slowly opened his eyes.
A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his entire temperament changed drastically in an instant.
Tauntingly:
"Hehe... You're not afraid of me... waking up... so you're trying every possible way... not to let me... wake up..."
Faced with this change, Black Shadow
I was a little confused at first.
But soon,
He seemed to understand something.
He immediately said:
"Yes, he is not sensible, but you should be sensible, right?"
Zhou Ze raised his head with some doubt and looked at the black shadow in front of him.
Then he pointed at the guy in front of him.
He asked incredulously:
"Who do you think you are to speak to me in this manner?"