Chapter 119

For a long time, Zhou Ze hasn't seen Bai Yingying fight. Bai Yingying's daily work is actually cleaning, working as a salesperson, eating chicken and sleeping with her.

But Zhou Ze never forgot the scene when he and Xu Qinglang first faced Bai Yingying after waking up.

Why is Bai Yingying so clever?

It's because I was once put in by myself.

But this does not mean that she has really become a little quail. For example, Zhou Ze saw the white Yingying when playing games last time. Her essence is not a soft girl.

Zombies, after all, are zombies. Some fierce factors branded at the bottom of their bones will not be erased, just as Zhou Ze has no consciousness of what he will do after "drinking a fragment".

If zombies were really cute and docile babies, when Mrs. Bai went to hell, she wouldn't specially order Zhou Ze to burn her body with bamboo in the next winter clothes Festival.

That old man, in the mouth of little Luoli, is "corpse charm". Zhou Ze doesn't know what the word means, but it can probably be inferred that it should be worse than genuine zombies.

At least Bai Yingying won't lift a plastic bag and suddenly break her finger, nor will she keep emitting disgusting sour water all over her body. If Bai Yingying is the same, Zhou zening will continue to sleep with her in the freezer.

Even when the winter clothes Festival came, Zhou Ze would not hesitate to burn the white Yingying to worship the heaven.

So, after all, this is a face watching society. Many people will be unwilling to say "the most important thing inside" after being injured in the beauty competition;

But in fact, even if you die, whether you have appearance is also a very important thing.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Roars came from the kitchen,

The floor was cracked,

The wall was hit and sunken,

The duel between the two bodies, each force is infinite, of course, the noise will not be small, but it can be seen that white Yingying has the upper hand, and even there is still room for strength.

Moreover, the old man had been hit hard by little Luoli before.

"Boom!"

With a loud noise, Bai Yingying directly threw the old man to the ground, and for a time, the juice splashed.

The old man's body, already broken, looks like a skeleton sailor that often appears in the, and the only two pieces of meat left on his body are still perfunctorily dotted there.

"Pa Pa Pa!!!"

The old Taoist who had just been looking at the appearance of the porch finally came in at this time, applauded and cheered for Bai Yingying, and shouted that you are the fattest Yingying.

"Sassasa............."

Dragging the old man's body, Bai Yingying came out of the kitchen, and several green marks were left on the tiles the old man slid over.

But he's not dead yet, really not dead.

Whatever else, simply looking at his vitality is terrifying enough.

And the white Yingying is like a cute little suckling dog,

Zhou Ze gave an order,

She rushed out, threw down the prey, and then dragged the prey to Zhou Ze, salute.

Zhou Ze squatted down in front of the old man. He looked at the old man, and the old man was also looking at him.

"You... You are also a ghost..."

Zhou Ze nodded.

"Blind ghost......"

The old man spat at Zhou Ze. If it weren't for the lack of flesh on his chin, two mouthfuls of thick phlegm would fly out.

"I've been curious about one thing. Were you watching when I was in the hospital that day?"

"I'm not here." The old man replied, "so... People in the hospital... Were stunned by you...?"

Zhou Ze didn't answer.

"Those people... Are scum..." the old man repeated.

"Well." Zhou Ze agreed.

"Dregs should be killed and eaten!" The old man said stubbornly, "God didn't let me die... Just let me... Let me clean... Clean them."

"What about him?" Zhou Ze pointed to Wang Ke who was in a coma on one side.

The old man hesitated for a moment. After being beaten by Bai Yingying, his anger also decreased a lot.

So, when you are in a bad mood, you can go to the billiard hall or dance hall on the street and play a wave of nose poop at those guys who are gathered together and have tattoos or look angry, and then you will be in a good mood immediately.

"I don't know..." the old man replied.

In that case, Wang Ke can also calmly explain that he is still doing self elaboration when facing the threat of his life. In fact, he can explain the problem very well.

Either this product has long ignored life and death and is not afraid of death at all, or he has a clear conscience and can die, but he can't buckle a excrement basin on my head.

"But you're still going to kill him and cook meat. Are you addicted to eating people?" Zhou Ze laughed.

The old man stopped talking.

"You said that God didn't let you die. I don't know why. It made you look like a nobody and a ghost now. It's heaven that will impose great responsibilities on people.

I also admit that the scum in that hospital, even I want them to go to hell earlier.

But you have finally developed inertia. You have gradually become indifferent to whether the person you killed is right or wrong, because you have been fascinated by this feeling.

I once heard the story of a foreign prosecutor. He arrested some illegal and corrupt officials in the early years and became famous. Later, in order to continue this feeling, he even deliberately planted and framed some senior officials with illegal means to achieve his reputation. In fact, he is the same as you. "

Zhou Ze reached out and patted the old man's face gently. Then he regretted his move and put his hand on the old trouser leg and wiped it.

"........" old road.

"When you look at the abyss, the abyss also looks at you;

It's just that you haven't noticed it yet. "

Zhou Ze slowly stood up, "well, you're tired of talking so much. You should start on the road earlier."

"I refuse to accept... The suffering... And persecution... Suffered by me and my family... Why no one... No one cares... Me and my family......"

Zhou Ze made a gesture of interruption and shook his head,

"I can guess that your story should be very sad and tragic. You must have been poisoned by that hospital. After the story is told, it must be sad.

But pity and suffering cannot be the reason for your violence,

Because in this world, there are more poor people and more people who have suffered;

Most people are overcoming their hardships and facing the new life with a positive attitude.

Even if someone abandons himself because of this, it's only his own business. He didn't hurt others and suffered grief alone.

So, what's special about you?

This is not a reason, it will never be. "

The old man heard the words and remained silent.

"So, one of the programs I hate most is the program that reporters interview murderers. In the program, they are always repenting and always complaining about how miserable their previous life was and how poor they were.

Even, the prison authorities and reporters will contact the families of the victims to ask them to forgive the criminals, so that the criminals can better accept the transformation and start a new life.

How beautiful?

How touching?

They even have to deprive the victims' families of their right to 'hate'.

But unfortunately, this program has always been popular. After all, there are really many people who like to stand on the moral high ground and shit. "

After talking to himself, Zhou Ze looked at the old way again: "I said so much, it's to charge more money. Now the more advanced funeral parlor also has the service of psychological massage for family members. This is also an additional service. When you go down, give more paper money, you know?"

The old man slowly closed his eyes and sighed.

"Do you still have a soul? Or a consciousness group or something like that. After all, you are not a serious zombie. Now, float out of your body, and I will send you to hell."

The old man put down his drooping hand and seemed to accept his fate. As for whether he had enlightened or not, Zhou Ze didn't know and didn't care.

However,

At the next moment,

The old man's body suddenly pulled out, and his almost broken neck unexpectedly lifted up, opened his fangs, and bit Zhou Ze's body!

"Poof!"

Zhou Ze didn't move, but his nails directly pierced the old man's body, and the black gas surrounding his nails began to rage wildly in the old man's body, which was a kind of torture beyond the ordinary sense, and even a blow to the old man's body by Bai Yingying before the explosion.

The old man directly howled before he bit Zhou Ze's mouth. He was in great pain. He was also praying for Zhou Ze to pull out his nails.

But Zhou Ze didn't move and calmly watched the old man suffer in front of him.

Obviously, Zhou Ze has been talking nonsense for so long, and psychological massage has been solved for so long, but it is still useless.

It is also enough to see that the program that explores the inner pity and sunshine of murderers is useless. Many people have impulses and hatred, but normally they will not kill innocent people in the name of impulse and anger. Once they do so, they will not be human, but animals.

"In fact, I don't hate you as much as I thought." Zhou Ze said faintly, "but you can't control yourself. After all, you are not a knight who kills demons. Even, you have become a demon waiting for the knight to kill."

Under the pressure of Zhou Ze's fingernails, a black mass of light drifted out of the old man's body.

Zhou Ze opened the door of hell,

Reaching out, he grabbed the ball of light and threw it in.

Zhou Ze didn't break up the old man's soul, but also let him go to hell, leaving a chance. It's not all because he was unwilling to give up performance points, but because he was at the gate of the hospital at the beginning. In fact, he also had the idea of killing with a knife as a sideline.

However, Zhou Ze habitually stretched out his hand and took out his little notebook. Then, Zhou Ze's eyes immediately stared straight!

Wipe!

The performance sheet shows: 50%!

In other words, this single performance of the old man is comparable to the sum of all the ghost performances he sent down before!

Zhou Ze regretted a little. If he had known that he was not in a hurry to send him down, he should first ask him if there were any fellow believers and whether they were also hidden in this city.

On one side, little Luoli still knelt on the ground and watched Zhou Ze take out a small notebook. Her face showed a look of horror.

The shock point is not only the certificate itself, but the thing behind the book!

She suddenly remembered what the faceless woman said to herself when she was in the Mingdian: in her opinion, the prey in their eyes is far less heavy than the guy in Tongcheng!

At this time, Wang Ke's wife suddenly came over with a knife, fork and plate, squatted down beside the old man's broken body, cut off the meat with a knife, put it on the plate, and then insert the meat with a fork, ready to send it to her mouth.

The old man reacted quickly and stopped her. She was still struggling and shouted:

"Let me eat, let me eat, let me eat..."

Zhou Ze came to little Luoli and looked at little Luoli kneeling on the ground and Wang Ke's wife. His eyes showed a little insight,

Ask:

"Is your mother sick?"