Chapter 71

When I took a taxi back to the bookstore, it was already midnight, and the bookstore door was still open. There were many people inside.

Zhou Ze remembered that Xu Qinglang had called him before and said that the business in the store was very good tonight. It seemed that it was true. At this point, there were still guests.

Pushing open the glass door, Zhou Ze was a little disappointed that more than a dozen people sitting in the store were all living people.

Last time the Zhao Bureau was a special case. This time, it's impossible for more than a dozen people to be special cases, right?

Even in the period of three emperors and five emperors, the folk custom, oh no, is not so simple.

They sat together in a circle, with a person standing in the middle, telling a story, and others listening carefully, as if they were telling a suspense horror story. The narrator also created an atmosphere with cadence and some body language as much as possible.

Bai Yingying is sitting behind the counter, playing with her mobile phone.

When Zhou Ze came back, Bai Yingying took the initiative to stand up and pour a glass of water for Zhou Ze.

Zhou Ze sat down and subconsciously stretched out his hand to cover his chest. Although there were clothes covering it, at least for now, that area was empty.

"Boss, what's the matter with you?" Bai Yingying asked somewhat strangely.

"Huh?" Zhou Ze looks at Bai Yingying.

"I always feel like you are different. When you leave this afternoon, it's not like this."

I have to say, the female corpse is still very sensitive.

"Nothing." Zhou Ze doesn't want to talk now.

"When you came back, I went to play games next door?" Bai Yingying pleaded.

Zhou Ze nodded.

"The boss is the best."

Bai Yingying went to the noodle shop next door. Soon, Xu Qinglang walked into the bookstore from the noodle shop, came to the counter, handed Zhou Ze a cigarette and asked:

"Is this a tea party?"

Zhou Ze shook his head, indicating that he didn't know.

"Hey, it sounds like a ghost story." Xu Qinglang became interested and even found a plastic bench to sit there.

The person in the middle of the circle is telling a story of ghost baby revenge. The climax is repeated. The story is really good, and the surrounding people are also very involved.

Slowly, Zhou Ze also understood that this should be a "community", an organization similar to a book club or cycling club gathered because of a certain interest.

At the end of the last story, the man who took the lead took out a large white paper with some things painted on it, and then took out several pens.

Zhou Ze was a little far away and couldn't see clearly. Xu Qinglang turned his head and compared Zhou Ze's mouth shape:

"Pen fairy."

Pen fairy is a kind of ghost game with a very mysterious color. It is said that playing this game is easy to encounter misfortune and lead to the possession of the dead.

These people were very excited one by one. Everyone reached out and held the long pen together. A man wearing a yellow Nizi coat seemed to be the leader. After everyone was ready, he said devoutly:

"Pen fairy, where are you, pen fairy, pen fairy, where are you."

The pen still didn't move, but the bookstore suddenly quieted down.

The black framed man continued:

"Pixian, Pixian, can we meet ghosts tonight?"

Ten seconds after the voice fell,

The long pen that everyone held together began to move slowly.

Everyone held their breath.

In fact, many people hold a pen together. As long as the tip of the pen is round enough, it is easy to slide. If one of them slightly messes with it, it is even easier.

"Shua!"

The tip of the pen suddenly shook,

It directly traversed the position where Zhou Ze sat.

Xu Qinglang opened his mouth slightly, shit luck?

Zhou Ze still sat firmly behind the counter, half squinting at the situation here.

Because of the movement of the pen tip, most people's eyes are squatting towards Zhou Ze.

"Yes!"

The black framed man pointed to the area where the nib was located and said.

There are "yes" and "no" areas. At this time, the nib is just in the "yes" area.

"Well, put away your things and set out later. Remember, after half an hour of action, everyone's mobile phones are fully charged. Everyone must turn on video recording later, at least 20 minutes."

"OK."

"I see."

"Well."

The rest of the people packed their things and left the bookstore. The black framed man went to Zhou Ze's counter and apologized:

"Sorry boss, we are from the horror story Lovers Association. We have nothing to do to explore supernatural events. Didn't we scare you?"

Zhou Ze shook his head.

"Boss, you are so brave. When the little girl was here just now, I asked her if she could play penmanship here. She approved. As a result, you came back. I was really worried that you would blame us. This is tea money. Boss, you take it."

The man handed over 600 yuan.

Zhou Ze took the money and asked, "where are you going later?"

"It's the building above your shop. There are no merchants here for a long time. A few days ago, there was an arson case, which burned several people. We plan to try our luck there tonight."

"So want to go to hell?"

"I don't know, but people are always curious about the unknown. In fact, everyone gathered together with the mentality of pursuing excitement.

In our social circle, it is difficult to find people with similar interests around us. Our community also provides an opportunity for everyone to communicate.

Moreover, I have arranged in advance tonight, and I have arranged things in advance in the cinema that was set on fire before during the day. Mr. Chen in our club will confess to Miss Liu tonight. "

"Confession?"

"Yes, in fact, the rest of us know what happened tonight, only Miss Liu doesn't know. Our club has been established for five years, and everyone has a good relationship, so everyone is willing to help."

"Are you Japanese?" Zhou Ze looked at the black framed man and asked.

"Yes, I am an overseas Chinese in Japan. I returned five years ago. There are many associations with such interests in Japan. After returning home, I found that everyone is too introverted, so basically, I organize such activities as daily reading parties or haunted house explorations."

The man patted his forehead and handed out his business card,

"My Chinese name is cuiyilang, please give me more advice."

Zhou Ze took the business card in his hand.

"Then let's organize the event first. Thank you again for your hospitality."

Cui Yilang walked out of the bookstore. Xu Qinglang, who had been standing nearby without speaking, covered his stomach and immediately laughed:

"Hahaha, I'm suffocating. They're really going to hell this time."

Xu Qinglang smiled and found that Zhou Ze was not smiling. He reached out and punched Zhou Ze on the chest and asked:

"Isn't it funny?"

Zhou Ze immediately bent down and covered his chest where he had just been hammered with one hand.

"Well... Are you all right? People don't use much strength?"

They just hit you on the chest with small fists.

"No." Zhou Ze stretched out his hand and motioned Xu Qinglang not to get close. At the same time, he said, "I just laughed heartache."

"So exaggerated?" Xu Qinglang curled his lips. "Are you hungry? I'll give you... A bowl of fried rice with eggs?"

"Not hungry, I've eaten."

"Have you eaten outside?" Xu Qinglang said curiously, "aren't you used to eating things outside?"

"That thing is delicious."

"What kind of dish is it? If you can eat it, I'll buy some tomorrow and cook them for you?"

Zhou Ze shook his head,

A person has only one heart.

Zhou Ze also couldn't get a lot of baskets, and handed them to Xu Qinglang to "fry, fry, boil and steam".

"What would you like to eat recently?" Xu Qinglang asked.

"Water spinach." Zhou Ze looked at Xu Qinglang and said seriously, "I suddenly want to eat that recently."

"OK, I'll stock it tomorrow."

Just then, the light in the bookstore suddenly went out.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!

I'm going to eat chicken. My dog smashes three armours and three heads fifteen times! "

Bai Yingying rushed out of the noodle shop and stood outside crying.

Zhou Ze felt that when she was immersed in a pigsty in the past, she probably shouted less fiercely than now.

power failure,

Zhou Ze and Xu Qinglang also went outside.

Xu Qinglang called, then put down the phone and said helplessly:

"Dog day, it's said that someone will come to repair it tomorrow. Lao Zhou, our place is really bad. People are too lazy to come directly to see it when the power is cut off. Now it has become a place for interest lovers to explore haunted houses."

Xu Qinglang pointed to the window of the tall building above their heads. "How did they want to confess in that dead cinema?"

"It's very romantic. In the terrifying environment, coupled with the sudden onset of love, this contrast is enough to make people intoxicated for people who like this bite."

"Why do you give people a strange feeling when you talk today?" Xu Qinglang looked at Zhou Ze.

Zhou Ze shook his head.

"You really seem to be hollowed out like this. What step did you take to find your daughter-in-law today?" Xu Qinglang asked cautiously.

"Think too much."

But the word "hollowing out" made Zhou Ze's eyelids tremble slightly, and Xu Qinglang caught this detail.

Zhou Ze raised his head and looked up.

"Hello,

It's no use looking at the sky,

Is this a guilty conscience?

Am I really right? "

Seeing that Zhou Ze didn't answer, Xu Qinglang also raised his head,

Look up to the sky.

then,

They saw a man in white standing on the glass window on the fifth floor.

Because of the power failure, there is no light around, but today the moon is very good, and the color of each other's clothes is easy to recognize in the night.

"Is it difficult to find someone to pretend to be a ghost to set off the atmosphere?" Xu Qinglang spit out a smoke ring, "it's really fun..."

Xu Qinglang stopped talking,

Because he saw the white figure falling down above,

Very fast,

And directly fell in the position less than ten meters away from himself and Zhou Ze.

"Pa!"

A heavy muffled sound came out,

A man fell to the ground face up, motionless, and blood slowly spread out from under her.

Zhou Ze felt a chill on his face,

Some blood stains splashed on his cheek.

Xu Qinglang immediately ran over to check the situation of the fallen,

But Zhou Ze reached out and took out the napkin from his pocket, intending to wipe the blood stains off his face first.

Dead... To save people... To check the situation

Zhou Ze's eyes showed the color of struggle,

But his hand shook and pulled out the paper towel,

Slowly and carefully wipe the few drops of blood stains,

"Hey, come and see if there is any chance of rescue!" Xu Qinglang raised his head and shouted to Zhou Ze. Then when he saw Zhou Ze standing there without taking a step to wipe his face, he shouted directly:

"Do you have a conscience? Wipe your face there at this time!"

Zhou Ze was stunned for a moment,

Yeah,

Heart,

No