It was a sunny morning. When Boss Zhou opened his eyes, he found himself lying on the sofa in the bookstore.
before,
Coffee and newspapers are provided.
Zhou Ze smiled and rubbed his temple with his hand. His head was still in pain and it seemed that he had not fully recovered from the dizziness.
Moreover, this scene is really too familiar. A while ago, that idiot also created a similar atmosphere and environment in order to please himself.
However, this time it was a little different. The difference was that the newspaper was not ironed, but wet, and rain was dripping from the top of the library.
Bai Yingying is slacking off.
The old Taoist priest is also slacking off.
Although it was sunny outside and there was no rain, the inside of the study was like a water curtain cave. There was a shallow pool of water on the ground, and there seemed to be a lot of dead fish and shrimp in the water.
All around, there was an air of decay and dampness, emitting a disgusting musty smell.
Zhou Ze propped up his chin with one hand on the coffee table and held his chin with the other. He felt very nauseous, but still forced himself to shake his head. The look in his eyes was sometimes clear and sometimes cloudy.
Opposite Zhou Ze, there sat a dark shadow wearing a clown mask and dressed in black. In front of him, there was a cup of coffee and a newspaper.
Looking at the coffee on the other person's coffee table and smelling the familiar smell of cat feces,
Boss Zhou frowned slightly.
Even in dreams,
A stranger drank my coffee.
Boss Zhou still feels very uncomfortable.
"You are the only one missing."
Beneath the clown mask, there seems to be a very young soul hidden. The other person's voice has a very strong "feminine" tone, but it is a man's timbre, and it gives people a feeling that he is singing when he speaks.
It feels like sitting in the audience and watching the actresses perform.
"I am the one missing?"
Zhou Ze was a little confused, but still stood up from his seat. However, when Zhou Ze was about to walk out of his seat, he found that his feet seemed to be stuck with super glue and he could not move.
Under the forced force, Zhou Ze was shocked and staggered a few steps, and lay back on the sofa. This time, the sofa seemed to be filled with mucus, which firmly attached Zhou Ze's entire back to it.
Boss Zhou was like a fly that had landed on flypaper. After flapping his wings a few times, he became too lazy to flutter anymore.
"The Seven Sins are almost complete, and they are much better than I expected."
The clown stood up, and he walked towards Zhou Ze without being restrained.
Six dots appeared on his black clothes, rotating alternately and continuously. Now, there was only one missing.
whitebait,
Greed, gluttony, pride, envy, anger,
We are still missing a lazy Zhou.
"What the hell are you?"
Zhou Ze asked.
"I'm not a thing."
The other party replied like this.
"So honest." Zhou Ze was stunned for a moment. He was so honest that it made people feel a little distressed.
"You are the only one missing."
Under the clown mask, there seems to be a pair of very deep eyes. It is these eyes that can see through people's hearts and seduce their inner desires.
Desire is a fire.
Lead it out and turn it into a fire dragon,
Enough to devour the host!
But the clown seemed a little confused.
Because the scene of this bookstore has a shabby and dirty feeling, which is far from what he wants, and also far from what Boss Zhou wants.
It seems that something went wrong at some point.
But even for the Joker, it's unclear where exactly the mistake was made.
Is it because I am too weak and too tired
"Change it."
The clown raised his hand.
The accumulated water in the library began to dissipate.
The dripping water on the beams is also gradually disappearing.
The musty smell began to disappear, and everything began to move closer to a real bookstore.
Zhou Ze just looked at the clown in front of him, watching him change and adjust, as if he was watching an executioner choosing a Barbie doll ornament for the guillotine.
All this is just to make the death of the death row inmates a little more heartwarming.
After all, Mr. Zhou, who was a ghost catcher, was also a decent man when he was alive.
"Do you think this will be better?"
The clown asked Zhou Ze.
Zhou Ze smiled and said nothing.
The clown walked towards Zhou Ze, less than two meters away from him. He felt somewhat relieved and thankful, and said:
"Purely courting disaster, it's too troublesome. Your brain has been hit hard, and your consciousness has been damaged. For me, it's really convenient. It's even much easier than dealing with the other people."
Zhou Ze tried to reach out and pick up the teacup in front of him, but because his back was stuck to the sofa, his hand couldn't reach it.
The clown helped him pick up the cup and put it in Zhou Ze's hands, very friendly.
Zhou Ze took a sip of tea.
Calm and composed.
The eyes under the clown mask seemed to narrow at this moment.
An instinctive sense of crisis began to come over me.
He didn't know where the sense of crisis came from.
But I always feel that
This time,
Something seems to be wrong.
But the clown still spread out his palm, and a tumor appeared in the palm of his hand. The tumor kept shaking and then slowly cracked.
A milky white worm poked out from the tumor, and its body began to stretch continuously, gradually stretching into a strange arc.
This is a white insect, but at this moment it feels a bit like a snake.
It began to actively spread to Zhou Ze,
With a plop,
It fell into Zhou Ze's teacup.
Zhou Ze's eyes showed a hint of disgust.
He wanted to have two more sips of tea.
Next,
The white bug's body continued to stretch, moving up along Zhou Ze's arm, and then reached Zhou Ze's chest.
It was like an explorer, traveling to every part of Zhou Ze's body. Wherever it passed, it was extremely smooth and cold like ice, and in this coldness, there was also a sense of warmth.
If you lie down and let it crawl on your back, it will probably be very comfortable.
Zhou Ze lowered his head, stared at the white bug, and said thoughtfully:
"Are you doing this for, evolution?"
The clown seemed a little surprised, and said slowly: "You surprised me a little, so surprised that I seemed to have an illusion that you are not just a ghost messenger.
But it doesn't matter, after I eat you, I will enter a dormant state, and when I wake up again, I will start the next feeding."
Zhou Ze took his eyes off the white worm, even though the worm was trying to drill into his body.
He looked out the window.
I don't know when it started.
The situation in the library has returned to normal.
But outside the bookstore,
But there is no sunshine.
A library without sunshine is like a piece of bread without butter. It always feels like a huge regret and loss.
The clown's fingers kept shaking as he controlled the bug.
The white worm opened its mouthparts, revealing its rows of sharp teeth hidden deep inside, trying to bite Zhou Ze's chest to get inside, but for some reason, the white worm tried everything it could but failed to advance an inch, and couldn't even break Zhou Ze's skin.
The bug was very anxious and angry, but it did not give up. It continued to bite and tear, like a docile pet hiding in Zhou Ze's arms, acting coquettishly.
The clown took a deep breath.
He now,
A bit square.
Then,
He saw Zhou Ze looking out the window.
He also followed Zhou Ze's gaze.
Outside the window,
It is indeed no longer sunny,
But it is a rolling turbidity.
It was as if the entire library was placed into the depths of the sea, turning into an underwater dragon palace.
The refraction of light and shadow becomes very irregular, like the neon lights at the entrance of a nightclub late at night.
The clown took several steps back.
He was a little confused.
Some fear,
Because he saw in the sea outside the window,
There are countless corpses and debris rolling and floating,
Emotions such as filth, sin, greed, tyranny, etc. were vented crazily through the glass as if they were free.
That sea,
It is the last carnival of the dead.
It is an unrestrained... no man's land!
Roar, roar,
The White Walkers with hideous faces were lying outside the window glass, peering inside. They twisted their bodies, showing their big yellow teeth and trembling their bones.
If it weren't for this glass barrier,
They wished they could just rush in and enjoy the freshest blood offering!
They are hungry.
They are really hungry!
The clown looked at Zhou Ze. This time, his voice trembled slightly. It was obvious that he was afraid.
As someone who possesses the ability to control the Seven Sins, he also experienced the emotion of fear.
"Who...are you?"
Zhou Ze stretched out his hand, and the mucus on his back completely disintegrated at this moment.
He is like an eagle catching chicks.
He pinched the white worm that was still wriggling on his chest and trying to make a hole in it.
Lift it up and hold it in front of your face.
The insect's body began to shrink.
Obviously, it also sensed fear from the clown, and there was actually a deep bond between the two.
"Want to go in? Don't worry, I'll take you there."
Saying,
Zhou Ze opened his mouth.
He put the white worm into his mouth.
It's like swallowing a popsicle raw in the middle of summer.
The sourness and dizziness in the brain,
It's really intoxicating.
"Where is this place? Why?"
The clown began to retreat. He tried to open the door behind him, but found a huge word "封" written on the door of the bookstore.
He tried his best but couldn't open it.
He was trapped here.
at the same time,
The clown also understands,
The person I just saw,
Also trapped here!
He is like himself,
I can't get out now.
Zhou Ze stood up slowly.
With bright eyes,
Staring at the clown,
"He was knocked unconscious.
When you come in,
The pen put you here on purpose."
As they were talking,
Zhou Ze began to stretch slowly.
There was a series of crisp sounds from the joints.
Then he asked softly:
"I heard,
You think,
Eat me?"