Zhou Ze stood up and prepared to call the girl.

But at this moment, I was shocked to find that there were black footprints everywhere in the mall. Not only the girl from before, but the soles of other customers, salespersons, and everyone seemed to have been smeared with a layer of black grease. Every step they took

Every time they fall, they leave clear footprints.

This is a situation that Zhou Ze did not expect. Could it be that everyone in this mall is a ghost?

Even if it is a ghost market, it cannot be so exaggerated.

Last time Zhou Ze and Xu Qinglang saw Madam Bai's dinner party, it was just a few tables of people chatting and chatting, and it was far from as high-end as it is now. You must know that Madam Bai has been practicing for two hundred years, and she even had her own temple in the process.

body.

The dizzying feeling suddenly came over me,

Zhou Ze seemed to feel like he was on a merry-go-round in an amusement park.

Everything around him was so unreal and seemed so bizarre.

You can’t tell what’s fake and what’s real,

I could only look around in confusion.

He remembered that the same scene seemed to have happened to Xu Qinglang not long ago, and then he suddenly rushed towards the road. If he hadn't kicked him, he might have been hit by a car.

But now, that feeling is coming to me.

that guy,

Are you planning to take action against yourself?

As a ghost sergeant, it seemed a bit unreasonable to be attacked by the ghost he was chasing. The most terrible thing was that Zhou Ze didn't know how to resist.

When it comes to catching ghosts, he has always been stuck in the inertial understanding that using his own nails can be invincible. But this time, it seems that his own nails can't help him.

Staggeringly sitting on the ground, Zhou Ze seemed to see someone handing him some change.

In my ears, I vaguely heard someone saying to myself, "This is eight dollars for myself."

Then,

The head of the girl in front of him began to become blurry, and everything in his sight seemed to be wrapped in a layer of paste, making him sick and dizzy.

It seemed like I was back on the road to hell again, following the crowd numbly tiptoeing forward.

The Buddha said that all living beings have the same appearance,

But on the road to Huangquan, there is only one phase.

Zhou Ze felt that he couldn't even lift his breath, so he subconsciously reached out and grabbed his neck. He lowered his head, coughed hard, and wanted to scream, but couldn't.

This is a feeling that makes people live like years, and it is also a kind of mental torture. Xu Qinglang easily collapsed in it before, and Zhou Ze also fell into it at this time.

Zhou Ze felt that he should do something, but at this moment, he seemed to be unable to do anything except passively endure all this.

pain,

depressed,

asphyxia,

The tortures that come one after another are constantly beating at your soul.

…………

"Sir, sir, what's wrong with you?"

The girl handed the change to Zhou Ze, but suddenly she noticed that the man's eyes in front of her began to become cloudy, as if he was in pain.

The girl's first reaction was that the man was a prostitute. After drinking the water sold in her own supermarket, she immediately felt uncomfortable.

But after looking at it for a while, I didn't think it was 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 stretched out his hand and pushed her to the ground, then staggered up and ran outside.

The girl originally wanted to call the police or call 120 because she felt that the man was in a very unstable state, but in the end she decided that it would be better to do more than to do less and did not take out the phone.

…………

Everything around is like a mirror made of water, reflecting all kinds of brilliance. A little light shines in, which does not make people feel warm, but adds a kind of irritability in people's hearts.

Zhou Ze didn't know where he was going or what he was doing. He was even mentally prepared. Like Xu Qinglang before, he might have walked onto the road and waited for a car to knock him away.

.

He could only engage in a kind of passive resistance. He didn't know where he was or where he was going now, but he kept resisting the impulse of self-destruction in his heart.

"Bangdang..."

A sound came,

Zhou Ze knocked over the trash can in front of him and fell into the trash heap. The pungent and sour smell failed to wake him up. In his field of vision, there were green grass everywhere, like a paradise in the world.

Obviously the surrounding scenery is very beautiful, the surrounding light is obviously very bright,

But it didn't give people the slightest sense of comfort.

This place is more like a cage, which makes people instinctively reject it and want to escape from it.

Laughter and laughter were heard all around. There seemed to be a group of warblers and swallows dancing around. In the distance, there were even more incense, as if countless people were worshiping the altar.

Various pictures kept appearing in Zhou Ze's mind, squeezing his nerves little by little. Any picture could be the straw that broke the camel's back.

Finally, the picture was frozen,

Zhou Ze found himself standing at the door of a familiar courtyard,

There is an orphanage sign hanging on it,

In front of him, there was a couple 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 it when the children grew up. He told Zhou Ze that he was actively abandoned by his parents.

Since then, Zhou Ze has never thought about finding his biological parents. He only thinks that his parents are dead and he will no longer need them in his life.

But at this time,

Zhou Ze suddenly had a premonition,

The couple in front should be his parents,

And the child in the stroller,

It should be myself.

He subconsciously raised his feet,

Want to run over,

Look at what your parents look like, and maybe even ask them why they abandoned you.

But this kick only lifts the head,

but did not fall,

Zhou Ze showed a look of struggle on his face,

He instinctively sensed something, and when he stepped down, it was an abyss!

Everything beautiful finally freezes into the picture in front of you. This is a poisonous pie, and this is a trap arranged by the hunter, just waiting for the prey to take that 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 back again and again.

He is struggling,

He is resisting,

And, life hangs on a thread.

On one side of the rooftop stood a headless woman.

The woman was no longer wearing a yellow sweater, but a cyan robe. The style was a bit old, and there were many damages around it, but the woman stood there coldly, facing Zhou Ze, who seemed likely to fall off at any time.

There is a third person on the rooftop, a priest.

It's a pity that Zhou Ze couldn't open his eyes at this time, otherwise he would definitely recognize the priest whom he had just met not long ago.

At Miss Liu's funeral, the priest said nothing except handing him a cigarette.

Even when facing the strange and cold dinner between the two families, the priest just stood on the side and watched quietly, as if he was admiring an Ukiyoyo 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 said to the headless woman:

"Ms. Tsing Yi, he is a ghost."

This is a reminder,

Remind the headless woman in front of me of this man's identity.

But this reminder undoubtedly adds fuel to the fire.

The priest did not have the consciousness to add 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 with a low-level rank. Even if he is gone, he is gone.

At this time, anyone who dares to disturb the queen’s mood should have a bad end.

And the empress herself did nothing wrong."

The headless woman turned around and continued to face Zhou Ze, seemingly letting go of the somewhat annoying priest.

The priest stood there, continuing to act as a spectator, which seemed to be his favorite role.

He knew the identity of this headless woman, and it was even a little strange that this ghost man, who had met once before, failed to detect the identity of the woman at the first time.

How incompetent is this idiot in his business?

She is not a ghost,

She is simply not an existence that you can control,

But you stared at her and chased her,

to the end,

angered her.

Women are very vindictive.

Especially the one in front of me,

A woman whose days are numbered.

The priest looked behind him. The building was very high and the view was very good. He could see a construction site in the distance where demolition construction was going on. There was a lot of dust there.

The most intuitive memory that an era can leave to people is actually architecture, and the current urban reconstruction and upgrading is undoubtedly a process of slowly erasing many marks of the past.

Looking back again,

Looking at Zhou Ze who was still standing on the edge and shaking his body back and forth,

The priest was also a little surprised,

This temporary ghost errand can really persevere.

Even if it were him, he probably wouldn't be able to hold on for so long.

But at this moment,

The priest suddenly saw that Zhou Ze's nails were slowly melting, but the melted juice did not drip down, but flowed back into his body.

Zhou Ze's skin gradually began to show a bronze luster at this time. This was not a bronze color created by sunlight and fitness, but a kind of bronze color mixed with

dark,

curse,

cold,

Many negative colors exist.

At the same time, the priest noticed that green light began to slowly release from Zhou Ze's closed eyes, like a dormant ferocious beast.

at this time,

He was gradually stimulated to the point of waking up.

At the corners of Zhou Ze's mouth, two fangs gradually penetrated his lips.

Bai Yingying has always been curious about one thing. She is also a zombie that has been sleeping for two hundred years, but why was she beaten so hard by Zhou Ze's nails?

before my eyes,

The priest with a look of disbelief gave her the answer,

The corners of his mouth twitched,

Two words came out of his mouth:
Chapter completed!