The snow on the TV continued to flicker, as if foreshadowing something.
All around, there was absolute darkness and a deathly silence that made one's scalp tingle.
Zhou Ze sat on the sofa.
Staring intently at the TV screen,
This is how any normal person should behave at this time, and Boss Zhou is no exception.
And at this moment,
A hand,
Stretch out from the back,
Placed on Zhou Ze's shoulder.
Very abrupt.
Without any preparation,
The person sitting on the sofa was so focused on the TV that he had no idea what was happening behind him.
Zhou Ze's body tensed up in an instant, and then he grabbed it with his backhand and threw it forward!
This is an instinct, a person's stress response to such an emergency. After all, Boss Zhou is a worldly-wise man, and he just ate so many ribs, so naturally he wouldn't be scared to the point of running away and screaming.
However, after exerting force, Zhou Ze's body tilted and he almost fell down.
Because at this moment, what Zhou Ze held in his hand was just a hand. It did not have the arm, torso and other parts behind it. It was just a hand. It was equivalent to that all the force Zhou Ze had just exerted hit the cotton.
This is a woman's hand, with fine lines and visible capillaries, and a ring on one of the fingers.
Boss Zhou was not frightened by this scene.
Instead, he placed his hand in front of himself and began to examine it carefully.
She even took the initiative to stretch out her finger and hooked it on the other person's ring finger.
Then he drew a line on the other person's palm.
Like teasing,
It seems like they are communicating.
In the silent and dark night,
A young man sat on the sofa in the living room of the villa.
Looking at a hand,
This screen,
It's enough to make people's heart palpitate.
Fortunately, Boss Zhou is not an ordinary person. At least in terms of "fear", as a person who has been to the underworld, his level of resistance is indeed very high.
The question now is not whether I will be frightened to death or killed.
But how can I get out of here
There is already a White Bone Demon coming to fight with me, so don't let any other messy things show up later.
Placing the other person's fingers on his palm, Zhou Ze hoped that this hand could move, write something for him, or leave a message or something.
What are your requests, what grievances do you have
Come quickly,
This official...
Forehead,
I'll make the decision for you!
Zhou Ze, who has a lot of experience in welcoming and seeing off customers in bookstores, can naturally think in this direction at this time.
Generally speaking, the deceased must have his or her obsessions for staying in the world of the living. Those who simply don't want to die and want to become the king of ghosts or cultivate immortality often cannot become ghosts. After they die, they don't even need the ghost messenger to send them to hell. They will just go to hell and be reborn.
There are quite a few similar books in Zhou Ze's bookstore, but in his experience, Zhou Ze has never seen a ghost who wants to "unify hell" and become the king of ghosts.
However,
The hand still did not respond.
Zhou Ze reached out and patted the hand, then shook it on the coffee table. This hand was like a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water and didn't care about it at all.
Since you are so calm,
Why did you run out
… … …
"So much foreshadowing, so much nonsense, so boring... so boring..."
Over here,
Bai Yingying held the book "Nightmare on the Tip of the Nose" in her hand and kept flipping through it.
In "A Chinese Odyssey", the lamp wicks under the Buddha's seat can become spirits.
So as a zombie working in a bookstore,
Not to mention being a great scholar,
But at least he is well-read.
Yingying had read quite a few novels of this kind. When she was alive in the Qing Dynasty, Mrs. Bai liked to read some novels secretly, but at that time they were regarded as pornographic books and were considered inferior reading materials.
Two hundred years have passed, and although inferior reading materials are still inferior in the eyes of some people who think they are of high quality, at least they can be sold on the shelves of bookstores with dignity.
This book,
How to say it,
The early stages were good.
The introduction is well written.
But then,
It’s so well written!
The water was so much that Bai Yingying almost vomited.
Please,
Why so many descriptions of appearance
Why so much mental activity
Why do we need so much environmental preparation
Can't you just tell me what's going to happen
Besides, they are looking for a pen, so they don’t have time to listen to your nonsense ghost stories. If they want to read ghost stories, they might as well read their own boss!
When I think of this,
The angry Ying reached out and tore off several pages of paper.
I call you water,
I told you to drag.
I asked you to fill the word count.
"hiss"
Did you hear any sound
I tore it!
The black shadow appeared at the spot where Bai Yingying tore the sword, and a hand was placed on the protagonist's shoulder.
Then the contents of several pieces of paper were torn off.
Yingying's strength was still terrifying. The torn paper was shattered into pieces with just a pinch of her hand.
This leads to a very thorny problem.
The story of the place where Boss Zhou is located,
After being violently torn apart by Yingying,
The memory is blacked out!
Because after the book was torn by Yingying, the plot changed after the hand was placed on the protagonist's shoulder.
This hand is also cursing!
This hand: "Who am I? What am I doing? Where am I going?"
Who can tell me,
What should I do next
How should the performance continue
So it's no wonder that Boss Zhou was gesturing with his hand for a long time like an idiot, but this hand still didn't respond.
I am really confused at this time.
It was just the first appearance.
There are arms at the back.
And the shoulders.
And the body.
There is also a scary figure.
Now that's all that's left.
… … …
"Where's my pen? Where's my pen?"
Yingying flipped through the pages while tearing them apart violently.
She was looking for clues about the pen.
So I didn't have the time to read it carefully and could only glance over it. When I came across a useless plot, I tore off two pieces of paper in a row.
Fortunately, physical novels have been considered short stories in the past two years. A novel may seem thick, but it only has 200,000 to 300,000 words.
If it is a large-scale novel with 10 or 20 million words,
I guess Yingying won’t just tear it apart, because it won’t be finished, she’ll have to use fire!
… … …
Boss Zhou put his hand down.
I touched my pocket.
Lighted a cigarette.
Take a deep breath.
Blowing out smoke rings.
Oh shit,
What the hell is this place
"Meow!"
A cat's cry came from overhead.
Zhou Ze stood up suddenly and looked up. The nails on both hands grew again. Although one of the nails on his little finger was broken, this was already the best way for Zhou Ze to defend against the enemy.
At the same time, the armor that had just been stored in the body also reappeared. The armor cannot be kept outside all the time, otherwise it will be like constantly losing "blue" and the body will soon be hollowed out.
It can only be summoned for use in emergencies.
But the next scene,
Boss Zhou was completely stunned.
A dead cat.
This rope falls from your neck.
Swinging down,
It was swaying in front of Zhou Ze.
Zhou Ze was alert and focused.
I faced off against this dead cat for about twenty minutes.
By the end, Zhou Ze's eyes were sore and his feet were even numb.
Finally one thing is confirmed.
This dead cat,
It's really just a dead cat.
A dead cat hanged himself because of some unknown stimulus, probably because his cat wife ran away with another wild cat.
Before hanging,
It cried out unwillingly.
It's like shouting, "I won't live anymore!"
Then died.
The corners of Zhou Ze's mouth began to twitch.
This is so...
What the hell is this!
Fuck you!
Even if you are being mysterious,
Even if you deliberately create confusion,
Then can you be more professional!!!
You get one hand and throw it out,
You got a dead cat out.
What are you going to do!
What's next
There’s nothing behind!
Do you want me to scare myself to death by imagining things
respect,
It’s a mutual gift!
“Click… Click… Click…”
It seemed that he had heard Zhou Ze's complaint.
It also seemed to be responding to Zhou Ze's dissatisfaction.
The snow-capped TV, which played a very important role before, has undergone different changes.
The black and white snow on the TV turned blood red.
Next,
It was as if red blood began to drip out of the TV.
The carpet was dyed red,
At the same time, it began to spread out slowly.
The living room was filled with a strong smell of blood, which was disgusting.
Next,
A man with his skin torn and chains tied to his body slowly grew larger in the TV. Then, he stretched out his hand, grabbed the TV casing, and his body began to lean out.
He has horns on his head.
Red skin,
Some parts are still purple.
Like a demon crawling out of hell,
But just like Doraemon took a helicopter from a drawer, he crawled out of the TV.
Zhou Ze's breathing gradually became rapid. Although he, a true ghost catcher from hell, had never seen this kind of demon before, the aura emanating from the other party was more than one level stronger than the White Bone Demon before.
To be honest,
Without the consciousness in my body that can help me cheat,
When Boss Zhou faced such an opponent, he couldn't help feeling a little nervous and frightened.
The days of cheating are still very good, at least you have confidence in your heart.
Be prepared.
Ready to go,
Stare at each other patiently.
The other party looked at Zhou Ze and grinned.
Slowly start to turn it out from the inside,
First, the head.
Then the neck.
Then the shoulders...
… … …
"How long will it take you to get water after you crawled out of the TV like a ghost
People want to see the pen.
Look at the pen!"
“Shh! Shh!”
Violent and decisive tearing!
… … …
"Come on, I'm waiting for you." Zhou Ze thought to himself, while keeping his eyes on the guy who had already crawled half out of the TV.
Take a deep breath.
Adjust your mood,
Adjust the status,
bring it on,
bring it on…
However,
Suddenly it was like watching an old VCD movie with a dirty and worn disc.
The demon that crawled out of the TV suddenly slowed down, and continued to twitch rapidly like a ghost.
“Ding ding ding… beep beep… ding ding ding… beep beep beep…”
Sometimes it crawls out a little, sometimes it shrinks back a little,
Back and forth,
It's stuck and it's like having a seizure.
In the end,
All I heard was a "click!"
The demon, whose half body was outside and the other half inside, simply stopped moving.
The head tilted,
Sideways down,
Open your mouth.
Tongue sticking out,
He was...
It’s stuck!
“… … ”Boss Zhou.