Lu Xun first said that in "That's All Collection·Miscellaneous Feelings" he wrote:
"When I see short sleeves, I immediately think of white arms, the whole body, reproductive organs, intercourse, hybridization, and illegitimate children..."
Zhou Ze was in a similar state at this time.
When I saw this prison,
I thought of Lao Zhang's brother-in-law, then the pen, then the haunted villa that Yingying bought, then the bathroom, and the mirror in the bathroom.
Therefore,
When Zhou Ze looked at the mirror in the sunshade above him,
As if the person in the mirror was that person,
He can communicate with himself.
Can demonstrate movements to oneself.
But in fact, everything was very quiet, and the person in the mirror was still himself.
He lit another cigarette and put the hand holding the cigarette outside the car window.
That woman has been inside for almost half an hour.
As she put it,
Once the people in hell do not follow the rules of the living world, they will be very free;
But everyone abides by the rules, including the little loli and Zhou Ze. No one tells them what the specific consequences will be if they don’t abide by the rules.
because,
Those who didn't follow the rules seemed to be dead.
Shaking off the cigarette ash,
While she was driving, the woman kept staring at her fingers. She must have noticed something.
Ordinary ghost messengers and wandering ghosts don’t have that kind of knowledge. Even if they do have that knowledge, they have no channels to report it.
But this woman was different, she said she came from Naihe Bridge.
Furthermore,
Boss Zhou seemed to have a little impression.
It seemed as if he had killed the old maid from Naihe Bridge.
The old lady who came to the bookstore and asked him about the red spider lily,
In the end, she didn't go to hell and was torn to pieces by Boss Zhou.
Unconsciously,
Zhou Ze was used to this way of dealing with the world. If he wanted to continue to live a free and easy life in the world of the living, he had to prevent his affairs from being known by the real bosses in hell. Therefore, all the dead souls who might leak his affairs were killed by him, and most of them fell into the belly of the consciousness in his body.
No one would rather kill a thousand innocent people than let one go.
But it's almost the same.
In fact, many people in the bookstore felt that Zhou Ze’s personality had changed a little bit recently, but Zhou Ze himself might be too confused to have this feeling.
In the entire book room, the only person who could clearly sense and confirm this was the little Loli, because she had seen with her own eyes that night the scene of Zhou Ze in that conscious state pushing the corpse pill back and forth between her and Bai Yingying's mouths.
"I'm a little sleepy."
Zhou Ze yawned.
"I really want to sleep with Yingying."
… …
"You exist, deep in my mind, in my dreams, in my heart, in my songs..."
The background music was still playing in the prison library, it was "In My Singing" sung by Qu Wanting.
The music is melodious, the sound is not high, it is faint, low...
The man in prison uniform was still sitting there.
At his feet,
A pile of paper balls on the ground,
pen,
Placed on the table.
The story could no longer be written, it was out of his control;
At this point, the author is no longer the author, but rather an object of narration. He is only responsible for writing down the words and recording the story. As for how the story will develop next and how the characters will change,
He himself doesn't know.
The woman's figure appeared in the library. The prison's security system was very strict and complete, but it could only prevent prisoners from leaving, but could not prevent the souls of the dead.
She came in and walked slowly up to the man.
Looking at the man leaning on the chair with his hands hanging down,
She smiled at first, then stopped smiling and showed a suspicious look:
"It went so smoothly that it was hard for me to imagine. I had only been out for a few hours and I saw what I was looking for and the person I was looking for."
This feeling,
Just like when Tang Monk was preparing to go to the West to obtain Buddhist scriptures, he was only informed the day before.
It seems that the Lingshan Mountain in the West is right next to Chang'an.
It's so unreal, too unreal that it makes people feel as if all this is fake.
The prisoner turned his head and looked at the woman next to him.
At the same time, in a corner of a cell in the prison, a prisoner wrapped in a quilt was shivering as if he sensed some familiar breath.
But fortunately,
That aura was not coming for him.
"Is this the pen you're looking for?"
The prisoner pointed to the pen on the table.
"And you."
The woman continued to approach.
"In fact, Naiheqiao wants to know more about how you drive this pen than this pen."
The prisoner looked at the woman approaching.
With drooped shoulders,
A smile, not a smile.
"This pen has been lost in the world for ten generations. Naihe Bridge has never thought of looking for it. Because when the pen was at Naihe Bridge, even Meng Po didn't know what other uses it had besides drawing eyebrows. Everyone treated it as a fine piece of waste.
But now it’s different, you can actually use it.”
Saying,
The woman finally came up to the prisoner.
Bend your back, bend your knees,
Crouch down.
look up,
Watching the Prisoner:
"I'm going to take the pen back with me, and I'm going to take the person back with me as well, but to be honest, taking a living person's life for no reason, especially in the world of the living, will cause a lot of trouble. I don't want to get into this trouble, and I don't want the underworld to find an excuse to attack our Naihe Bridge because of this."
"So, I won't die?"
dead,
Only then can you go to hell.
The woman nodded and said, “Yes, you don’t have to die, as long as you can tell me how to use this pen, you won’t die.
In return, Naihe Bridge will make your life end. Next time you cross the bridge, drink a little Mengpo soup, so that you can still remember some things from your past life."
"That sounds great." The prisoner thought for a moment, then asked, "What if I don't want to?"
“It’s a little troublesome, but it’s not impossible to take your soul down with me.
Maybe you don't know,
The dead souls are in hell, but there is no such thing as ghost power.
By then,
It’s hard for you not to speak.”
The woman slowly stood up, reached out, and stroked the prisoner's face.
Feeling the hardness of the beard on his face.
In prison, of course, there is no condition to shave every day.
"I can't use this pen well either." The prisoner pointed at the pen in front of him, "I can't control it."
"Yes, because you are just an ordinary person," said the woman.
"Perhaps." The prisoner nodded.
Zhou Ze once guessed that the prisoner might be a judge.
Lawyer An guessed that the prisoner was a very important person.
But now the answer is out.
he,
Just an ordinary person.
In hell, there are the Ten Kings of Hell, the Naihe Bridge, the Sea of Netherworld, Ksitigarbha, and countless demons that seem extremely terrifying to ordinary people.
But the world of the living, from ancient times to the present, is a world of living people and ordinary people.
It's not that the big guys in hell are content to keep to their own place and guard the little piece of land under their feet;
But the Yang world,
It’s not that simple.
"I'm sorry, I can't tell you." The prisoner said apologetically, "Because I don't know how to use it."
The woman looked at the prisoner.
The prisoner smiled bitterly: "As you said, I am just an ordinary person. How could I know something that even you don't know?"
The woman said nothing, but said calmly:
"Then I can only take your soul down."
In other words,
You have to die.
"After I go down, can I see my wife and children?" the prisoner asked seriously.
Many people have asked Mr. Zhou similar questions.
Because plots like "I'll go ahead and wait for you on the road to the underworld" and "We'll go to the underworld together" often appear in various film and television works.
No matter whether you are a high-ranking official, a wealthy businessman, or an idle wanderer, everyone is curious about unknown things, especially what happens after their death.
only,
Boss Zhou can only give a very cold answer every time.
Because on the road to the underworld, the dead souls can only move forward numbly like zombies, like puppets or components on a factory assembly line.
"That depends on your luck." The woman did not answer the question directly. She was too lazy to educate the living about the scenes of hell. She stretched out her hand and placed it between the prisoner's eyebrows.
Prepare to extract its soul.
The prisoner slowly closed his eyes.
He didn't struggle.
There was no resistance.
It seems that
Very peaceful.
He knew that he was not brave, but he was fearless because he had nothing, a bit like a barefoot person who is not afraid of those who wear shoes.
"I'll ask you one last time, if you still say no..."
"Come on in, stop talking."
The prisoner raised his hand and urged:
"If your story is too long-winded and has too much nonsense, readers will think it's useless."
"… … "woman.
"You asked for it."
A red rune appeared on the woman's palm.
The rune is sensing the soul within the prisoner, thus drawing it out.
For a time,
The area between the two of them was also covered with a layer of faint red light that was invisible to ordinary people's eyes, as if a layer of blood was spilled on the ground.
The woman was calm at first.
Pull out his soul,
Pick up a pen,
She can then go back underground to report.
Of course.
And the ghost messenger who sent me back,
This also needs to be reported to the higher-ups.
It's not that the ghost's behavior of transplanting flowers and trees is taboo. In fact, for the major forces in hell, the law is only used to restrain the lower-level dead souls and ghosts, and is not applicable to them themselves.
Who doesn’t have their own little secrets
Even Naihe Bridge had approached Lawyer An to discuss business.
What the woman wanted to report was the ghost catcher's nails. When the nails appeared, she felt a palpitation in her heart, which made her a little afraid.
A ghost messenger,
Make her afraid.
hehe.
However, what the woman didn't know was that the ghost messenger who brought her here had not left yet. His car was parked outside the prison, waiting to see if she could get out.
If she can’t come out, forget it;
If she comes out,
Can she go down safely
Maybe it's not what she said.
Although for Boss Zhou, every time that consciousness awakens, his own safety is further damaged, but even if it is drinking poison to quench thirst, it is much better than having his current salted fish life suddenly come to an end.
Let's not talk about all the trivial matters for now.
The rune on the woman's palm had been flashing for a long time.
But nothing came out.
A look of doubt appeared on the woman's face:
"You are not alive!"
No,
wrong,
Even if it's not a living person,
It is impossible to be without a soul, and this is in the world of the living!
Instead,
The woman seemed to realize something.
He shouted even more terrified:
"No, no, you don't exist at all!!!"
"You exist, deep in my mind, in my dreams, in my heart, in my songs..."
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