Zhou Ze stood up and prepared to call the girl.
But at this moment, I was shocked to find that the mall was full of black footprints. Not only the girl before, but also the rest of the customers, sales clerks, everyone's soles seemed to be covered with a layer of black grease, and every step left a clear footprint.
This was a situation that Zhou Ze had not anticipated. Could it be that all the people in this shopping mall were ghosts
Even if it was a ghost market, it couldn't be so exaggerated.
The last time Zhou Ze and Xu Qinglang witnessed Madam Bai’s dinner party, there were only a few tables of people playing and fighting, and it was far from being as grand as it is now. You have to know that Madam Bai has been practicing for two hundred years and even had her own temple body in the middle.
A dizzy feeling suddenly came over me.
Zhou Ze felt as if he was on a merry-go-round in an amusement park.
Everything around me seemed so unreal and bizarre.
You can't tell what's fake and what's real.
I could only look around in a daze.
He remembered that Xu Qinglang seemed to have experienced the same scene not long ago, and then he suddenly rushed to the road. If he hadn't kicked him, he might have been hit by the car.
And right now, that feeling is coming upon me.
That guy,
Are you planning to attack yourself
As a ghost catcher, it seemed a bit unreasonable that Zhou Ze was attacked by the ghost he was chasing. The worst thing was that he didn't know how to resist.
When it comes to catching ghosts, he has always been in the habit of using his fingernails to always be successful, but this time, it seems that his fingernails can't help him either.
Zhou Ze staggered to the ground and seemed to see someone handing him some change.
I vaguely heard someone say to me, "This is the eight dollars change for me."
Then,
The head of the girl in front of him began to become blurry, and everything in his sight seemed to be covered by a layer of paste, making him feel nauseous and dizzy.
It was as if I was back on the road to Hades again, numbly walking forward on tiptoe along with the crowd.
Buddha said, all living beings are
But on the road to the underworld, there is only one person.
Zhou Ze felt that he couldn't even breathe, and subconsciously reached out and grabbed his neck. He lowered his head and coughed hard. He wanted to scream, but couldn't.
This is a feeling that makes people live every day like a year, and it is also a kind of mental torture. Xu Qinglang had collapsed easily in it before, and Zhou Ze also fell into it at this time.
Zhou Ze felt that he should do something, but at the moment, he seemed to be unable to do anything except passively endure it all.
pain,
Depression,
asphyxia,
The endless tortures keep whipping your soul.
… …
"Sir, sir, what's wrong with you?"
The girl handed the change to Zhou Ze, but suddenly found that the man in front of her had cloudy eyes and looked like he was in pain.
The girl's first reaction was that the man was a scammer. After drinking the water sold in her own supermarket, she immediately felt uncomfortable.
But after watching for a while, I felt that it was not the case. The man seemed to be in real pain.
"Sir, do you want me to call 120 for you?" the girl asked.
Who knew that the man in front of her would reach out his hand, push her to the ground, then stagger up and run out.
The girl wanted to call the police or 120 because she felt that the man was in an unstable condition, but in the end she decided to mind her own business and did not take out her phone.
… …
Everything around is like a mirror made of water, reflecting all kinds of light. The little light that shines in does not bring warmth to people, but adds a sense of irritability to people's hearts.
Zhou Ze didn't know where he was going or what he was doing. He had even prepared himself mentally that he might have walked to the road like Xu Qinglang before, waiting for a car to hit him.
He could only engage in a passive resistance. He didn't know where he was or where he was going, but he kept resisting the urge to give up on himself.
"Bang..."
There was a noise.
Zhou Ze knocked over the trash can in front of him, and then fell into the garbage dump. The pungent sour smell did not wake him up. In his vision, there were lush grasses everywhere, as if it was a paradise.
Obviously the surrounding scenery is very beautiful, and the surrounding colors are very bright,
But it didn't give people the slightest feeling of comfort.
This place is more like a cage, making people instinctively reject it and want to escape from it.
Joyful laughter could be heard all around. It seemed as if a group of beautiful women were dancing all around. In the distance, there was the smell of incense, as if countless people were offering sacrifices to the altar.
Various images kept appearing in Zhou Ze's mind, squeezing his nerves bit by bit. Any one of the images could be the last straw that broke the camel's back.
Finally, the picture freezes.
Zhou Ze found himself standing at the gate of a familiar courtyard.
There was a sign for an orphanage hanging on it.
In front of me, a couple was leaving a stroller there, and they seemed to be preparing to leave.
When Zhou Ze grew up, he asked the dean about his birth. In fact, the dean would not hide the truth after the children grew up. He told Zhou Ze that he was abandoned by his parents.
From then on, Zhou Ze never thought about finding his biological parents again. He just thought that his parents were dead and he no longer needed them in his life.
But at this time,
Zhou Ze suddenly had a premonition.
The couple in front should be my parents.
And the child in the stroller,
It should be myself.
He subconsciously raised his foot.
Want to run over,
Take a look at what your parents look like, and maybe even question them why they abandoned you.
But this kick just raised his head,
But it didn't fall.
Zhou Ze's face showed a struggle.
He instinctively sensed something. This step would lead him into the abyss!
All the beautiful things are finally frozen into the picture before our eyes. This is a poisonous pie, and this is a trap set by the hunter, just waiting for the prey to take a step.
… …
The edge of the building rooftop.
Zhou Ze, who was already standing on the parapet, was shaky. He subconsciously leaned forward again and again as if he was about to fall, but he adjusted his center of gravity again and again.
He is struggling.
He is resisting.
Moreover, life hangs by a thread.
On one side of the rooftop, stood a headless woman.
The woman was no longer wearing a yellow sweater, but a green robe. The style was a bit old and there were many tears around it. But the woman just stood there coldly, facing Zhou Ze who seemed like he could fall down at any time.
And there was a third person on the rooftop, a priest.
It was a pity that Zhou Ze couldn't open his eyes at this time, otherwise he would definitely recognize that this priest was the same one he had just met not long ago.
At Miss Liu's funeral, the priest said nothing from beginning to end except handing her a cigarette.
Even when faced with the weird and cold dinner of the two families, the priest just stood by and watched quietly, as if he was appreciating a floating world painting scroll.
The priest looked at Zhou Ze for a while, then at the headless woman in front of him.
He shook his head.
He spoke to the headless woman:
"Madam Qingyi, he is a ghost messenger."
This is a reminder.
Remind the headless woman in front of him of the man's identity.
But this reminder undoubtedly added fuel to the fire.
The priest had no consciousness of adding fuel to the fire, but continued: "If he is killed by you, it will cause a reaction from hell."
The headless woman suddenly turned around and faced the priest.
The priest smiled and said directly:
“But he is just a temporary ghost messenger, of low rank, so even if he is gone, he is gone.
At this time, anyone who dares to disturb the Empress's interest will not have a good end.
And the queen herself did nothing wrong."
The headless woman turned around and continued to face Zhou Ze, seemingly letting go of this somewhat annoying priest.
The priest stood there and continued to act as a spectator, which seemed to be his favorite role.
He knew the identity of the headless woman, and even found it a little strange that this ghost messenger, who had met her once before, failed to detect the woman's identity at the first moment.
How unskilled is this ghost messenger in his job
She is not a ghost.
She is not something you can control.
You stare at her, chase her,
In the end,
It pissed her off.
Women, however, are very vindictive.
Especially the one in front of me,
A woman whose time is running out.
The priest looked behind him. The building was very tall and the view was very good. He could see a construction site in the distance where demolition work was going on and the dust was flying everywhere.
The most direct memory that an era can leave to people is actually architecture, and the current urban renovation and upgrading is undoubtedly a process of slowly erasing many traces of the past.
Looking back again,
Looking at Zhou Ze who was still standing on the edge and swaying back and forth,
The priest was also somewhat surprised.
This temporary ghost messenger is really persistent.
Even if it were him, he might not be able to hold on for so long.
But at this moment,
The priest suddenly saw that the nails on Zhou Ze's ten fingers were slowly melting, but the melted juice did not drip down, but flowed back into the body.
Zhou Ze's skin began to gradually show a bronze luster at this time. This was not the bronze color created by the sun and fitness, but a kind of
dark,
curse,
Cold,
Many negative colors exist.
At the same time, the priest discovered that green light began to slowly emanate from Zhou Ze's tightly closed eyes, like a ferocious beast that was originally dormant.
at this time,
Gradually being stimulated to wake up.
At the corners of Zhou Ze's mouth, two fangs gradually protruded from his lips.
Bai Yingying has always been curious about one thing. After all, she is also a zombie that has been sleeping for two hundred years, but why was she beaten to a pulp by Zhou Ze's nails!
In front of me,
The priest, with an expression of disbelief on his face, gave her the answer.
The corners of his mouth twitched.
Two words came out of his mouth:
"Zombie!"