Chapter 2

Cold,

cold

Zhou Ze doesn't know why it's so cold here.

he walks on a path with flowers on both sides, but there's no romantic and beautiful breath. The flowers are charming, like a mockery and a spectator.

Zhou Ze remembers that his last memory is fire, fire, and the horrible fire that engulfs him completely, and the chilling hot temperature that burns him to ashes.

But in a flash, he came here.

In fact, there are many people on this road,

there are old people,

there are children,

there are also young people and middle-aged people,

there are men and women,

everyone wears different clothes.

some people in the limelight dress very simply, some people wear red and purple clothes, and their faces also blush too much.

Everyone is walking on tiptoe,

no one speaks,

no one makes any other sound,

only the occasional "wipe" noise of sole friction.

Zhou Ze is also walking along with all the people numbly. He looks around from time to time and looks back from time to time. He vaguely realizes where he has come.

He is dead;

and here,

is hell.

Here, it is the world of the dead, the destination of the dead,

oneself,

after all, it is still dead.

He doesn't know what to do or what to choose.

he doesn't want to die. People don't want to die. But in this place, he doesn't know what to do. He is confused and helpless.

"Yiya......"

From a distance, Zhou Ze turned his head and saw the bright red flowers coming from a distance, while others around him ignored them and continued to walk on tiptoe numbly.

When he was near, Zhou Ze saw clearly that the bright red flowers were a peach blossom paper umbrella. In the distance, there were a group of women in a line, holding the paper umbrella, walking gracefully.

They are tall, with strong physique, strong physique, strong physique, and coquettish. They are all wearing purple cheongsam. When they walk around, the flesh color of their thighs appears from time to time. They are faintly charming and frightening.

The women are in a bun, meticulous, even their steps are neat, like the best dance troupe in the world, and they have been rehearsing for more than 100 years.

They are walking,

they are walking,

from one end of the path to the other,

by no coincidence,

passes in front of Zhou Ze.

Delicate makeup, snow-white skin, and the long, cold tone created a misty atmosphere in old Shanghai.

Each woman's wrist, are wearing bracelets, different colors, sizes are also different, set off their white wrist, more dazzling.

Unfortunately,

they are not walking in the commercial pedestrian area of South Street,

they are not the magnificent high-end club tile platform,

they are walking on the huangquan Road,

what they pass by is the flower sea on the other side,

they do not stare at the former, the latter is staring at the former,

the former, the eyes are empty.

When the last woman passed in front of Zhou Ze,

the woman suddenly turned her head and looked at Zhou Ze.

Once the most beautiful in the world,

now,

jumps directly to the other extreme.

Horror?

Of course it's horrible!

Disgusting?

Of course disgusting!

But Zhou Ze, who is already a dead man, will be scared to death, but what about ghosts?

The woman looks at Zhou Ze,

Zhou Ze is also looking at the woman,

the eyes of the two meet for a short time, then, the woman continues to move forward, the body is swaying, the back is curling, the cheongsam is tight, and the beautiful figure is vividly outlined.

"You Where are you going? "

Zhou Ze subconsciously follows this group of women to move forward, also separated from the original team.

However, none of the people who walked on the path looked at this place. They didn't seem to think or feel it. Zhou Ze seemed to be a different kind.

A group of women, who were smoking step by step, kept moving forward, murmuring like ice; their appearance made people feel more bleak.

Zhou Ze went on, he followed them.

Then, Zhou Ze saw them walk into the front pool one by one.

The pool is not big,

just like a mirror,Their entry seems to break the calm and open up ripples.

The women at the front even had their heads in the water, and the women at the back continued to follow.

Zhou Ze went to the water pool. He didn't follow him. He just stood by and watched.

Everything here is an absolutely strange place for him. Everyone has only one chance to come in once in his life, and after coming in, he can't go out again.

In the middle of the pool, something floats out,

it's a pair of hands,

a red hand is white,

it's thin and green,

it's dancing with two hands, it's like a dream, which makes people's vision be attracted by it instantly and can't be moved any more.

Beauty is attractive, but this kind of beauty is fascinating.

Zhou Ze's eyes slowly showed the color of intoxication, even he could not help but start to move forward.

First, the foot,

followed by the knee,

followed by the waist,

and finally,

the water fell into the neck,

and even into the pool.

The pool is not cold, even warm, the water is clear and the visibility is high. When you enter here, you don't even feel the pain of suffocation.

Zhou Ze saw the previous group of women holding paper umbrellas. They were still moving under the water and moving forward.

In the nearest position,

there is a woman in red. She is standing under the water, but her hands are dancing on the water.

Zhou Ze began to approach this red woman, not because of beauty,

nor because of other false influences,

but because there seems to be a magic power on this woman, which makes you approach, make you close, and make you can't help it.

Finally,

Zhou Ze gets close to her,

and her hands slowly come down from the water.

A woman's hair is very long and thick. It is rippling in the water, making her face invisible.

"Finally Wait until Such a person... "

Women's voice is crisp, sweet, waxy,

charming.

The beautiful hands of the woman stretched out and put them on Zhou Ze's shoulder, which was very intimate.

"You Come with me... "

At the next moment, the hair of

women began to float away, and strands of green silk began to blow on Zhou Ze's face;

beauty's face, which seems to be a very emotional thing, but next, the hair of women turned into the most tenacious steel wire in the world, and began to bind Zhou Ze's neck.

"You come Accompany me... "

The hair is scattered and no longer covered,

a woman's face finally shows up,

she has no face,

her face is flat, no waves, no wrinkles, this is a very smooth face, enough for thousands of girls to envy and envy,

but she has no nose, no mouth, no eyes, no ears,

no face Female.

Zhou Ze feels that he can't breathe, his chest is about to burst, and his body seems to be about to collapse.

The laughter of the faceless woman is still clear and empty, but in Zhou Ze's ear at this time, it is like a magic sound.

Zhou Ze has come to his senses.

he doesn't know what it means to be trapped in this way.

but in a word,

will not be a good ending.

"You are here Accompany me...! "

The faceless woman continued to laugh and her hair danced.

Zhou Ze subconsciously reaches out and grabs the hair around his neck. He wants to try to break it free.

It's very interesting for Wu Mian's performance of self-sufficiency.

"what you can't break away from, don't struggle, all the people who can come here are spiritual and spiritual. If I swallow enough, I will have a chance to go back!

You are destined to be

My sacrifice! "

But just at the moment when the voice just dropped,

the faceless woman uttered a exclamation: "how can it be No way... " As like as two peas, Zhou Ze's ten finger nails began to grow longer and darkened, and the color of the dark was shining in the pool. The color of the nail was exactly the same as that of the old man who died before Zhou Ze died. The color of

is the same as that of the old man.

"Zi Zi Zi Zi Zizi Zizi....... "

From the sound of the oil pan under the hot water,

the matte woman entangles Zhou Ze's hair and directly melts and breaks when it touches Zhou Ze's fingernails, while Zhou Ze's body shape begins to slowly back away from the bondage of the matte woman."Impossible It's impossible It's impossible Why? Why can you leave too!

Why can you leave? I can't!

Why!

Why!

It's not fair!

It's not fair! "

When Zhou Ze got rid of it with her hands, once her fingernails touched her hands, the flawless jade hands were burned out.

"Ah ah ah!!!"

The faceless woman uttered a scream, and her figure began to retreat. Since then, she also lost control of Zhou Ze.

Zhou Ze's body began to float, and

was about to surface.

"You can't run away You will be It's going to come back!

Here,

is the destination of the dead!

You, you and them, even if they leave, will eventually be caught back! "

The faceless woman bellowed hysterically below,

she was jealous,

she was envious,

she was crazy!!!

And Zhou Ze, who is on the rise,

gradually loses his consciousness,

the netherworld yellow spring path,

the dazzling flowers on the other side,

the roar of faceless women,

the politeness of cheongsam women,

everything,

seems to be leaving him