Chapter 101

Ding Dong

It's like the sound of a stone falling into the water. It's very clear and sweet. It's originally peaceful, so it's rippling.

Zhou Ze found that he was lying in a pool, under him was the water, which was like glass, carrying his body.

At the beginning, everything around you is a little fuzzy, but slowly it becomes clear. After it is clear, you will be familiar with it.

In the distance,

people come and go on the huangquan road at any time, because even if there is no world war or plague, in this world, people are dying at every moment.

Many movie and TV plays often have a line: I'm afraid you are too lonely on the way to huangquan, I (or who to send) go to accompany you.

In fact, there's no need to worry about that.

When you go down, you will find it very crowded on the huangquan road. Besides, there will be many white brothers, black brothers, men, women, old and young people around you.

Fat, thin, handsome, ugly, and so on, can't stop you from dying this established rule;

when the king and the Marquis rise up, they will eventually become a local bread.

However, most people can't feel the loneliness after they go down the yellow spring. Everyone is like a walking corpse without body, walking forward bit by bit, with the current.

If we compare Yangjian to a workshop of a factory, and hell is the follow-up factory of waste collection and raw material transformation here. Compared with the dazzling of Yangjian, hell pays more attention to a kind of rule and order,

a kind of order that makes you despair and helpless, but it is also like iron.

Zhou Ze slowly stood up,

this is a dream,

himself,

should not be dead.

There is not much memory in my mind, just remember that I almost died in front of my sister-in-law, and then, it's like being drunk and breaking up again.

is as like as two peas on the rooftop. It seems that he has entrusted himself with the body and entrusted everything.

Zhou Ze doesn't want to die, especially at this time, if he can choose, he would rather go on numbly like those "walking corpses" to the next end or starting point.

But now, he has no numbness or ignorance. If he dies, he will have to bear all the suffering of loneliness in his mind.

It's like a long-term operation,

and the doctor tells you,

sorry, we're out of anesthesia.

Palm, stick on the pool.

The water pool is empty. You can see the bottom at a glance. After all, it is clear around.

The faceless girl hasn't come back yet, but things over there are going to work out.

Little Luoli, faceless girl, Chengdu, will have a result after all.

Looking around,

Zhou Ze didn't see the man with the cat he saw when he dreamt back here last time. In fact, Zhou Ze is quite looking forward to seeing him again.

I don't know why, that man seems to have a special kind of magic. When he is with him, he can make people feel comfortable.

Maybe that's the charm of personality?

Walking on the surface of the water, a mist began to rise around, and the feeling of confusion began to slowly hit, slowly wrapping all this.

There is no surprise or accident in the revisit of the hometown. Everything seems to be unchanged, but Zhou Ze is clear. What has changed seems to be himself.

For example, this time, when I dream back here, I seem to be much more calm.

When the fog completely covered everything,

Zhou Ze felt a pain in his eyes, and then he smelled the smell of earth.

Damn it,

it's the smell of the earth again.

When he opened his eyes, Zhou Ze saw that he was lying in the bedroom on the second floor of the bookstore, where Lao Dao and the monkey sat playing with mud, and then began to wipe himself.

"Haha, it's good to knead like this. Look, I'll knead a big chest muscle for him!"

The Taoist priest made a steamed bun while blowing the cow at the monkey, and then prepared to paste it to Zhou Ze.

It's only the old way that can make healing a vulgar play.

However, when the old Taoist priest was about to paste it, he saw Zhou Ze on the bed open his eyes and was shocked. Then he was at a loss holding the mud steamed bun in his hands.

"Is it delicious?"

Zhou Ze asked.

I don't know why,

this injury should be much lighter than last time. Although I don't know how long I have been sleeping, I can at least talk directly after I wake up.

Is it delicious?

Lao Dao is still stuck in place.

"Is it delicious?" Zhou Ze asked again.

The old Taoist priest, with a bitter face, lowered his head, took a bite of local steamed bread, and nodded with tears in his eyes.

"Sweet, sweet."

Zhou Ze turned away and didn't see him again.Lao Dao quickly spits out the dirt in his mouth, and then says courteously, "boss, you wake up. You really scared me to death. I was in a coma for three days."

Just three days,

how long was the last coma?

Just, why to put mud on oneself every time?

Zhou Ze looked at the dirty stains on the bed and the dirty things on his body. For a person who has a habit of cleanliness, he can't bear it:

"call Bai Yingying."

"Boss, are you hungry?" Lao Dao asked.

"I want to take a bath."

"I'll wash it for you, boss. I used to go to the bathroom to catch ghosts and save lives. I used to have a bath in the bathroom. It's very skilled!"

Lao Dao patted his chest.

“…………” Zhou Ze.

One side of the monkey covered his mouth, "squeak" smile.

Zhou Ze would like to say, you see, even monkeys are laughing at you,

why don't you force the number?

"Call it the warbler."

"No, boss, come on. I'll take you to the bathroom. I promise to rub you white, white and tender."

He said that he was ready to pick up Zhou Ze and get out of bed.

If Zhou Ze still has strength now, it is estimated that the nail has grown out,

and then several new air holes have been opened on the old Taoist.

It's a pity that Zhou Ze is just a sick girl now.

Fortunately, Bai Yingying just pushed the door and came in with tea in his hand. When Zhou Ze woke up, Bai Yingying surprisingly put down his things and went to the bedside.

Zhou Ze breathed a sigh of relief.

…………

With the experience of the last time, it seems very natural for Bai Yingying to help Zhou Ze take a bath this time.

"What happened to the Lin family?"

Zhou Ze asked.

"Boss, when we went, you were unconscious on the ground. Sister Lin had nothing to do with it, but the family was in a mess, especially in the bathroom. The glass and tiles were broken.

We brought you out. Later, no one from Lin's side came to ask. I know what you need to ask. Lin's little sister has gone to school normally, and Dr. Lin has gone to work. "

Zhou Ze nodded and looked in the mirror. His hair seemed to be a little longer. He said to the white warbler, "help me trim my hair and cut it short."

"OK."

Bai Yingying goes out and takes the scissors to help Zhou Ze cut his hair.

When everything was clean and fresh, Zhou Ze was placed in a wheelchair. The wheelchair was new, shiny, electric, with a rocker, like a bumper car in an amusement park.

"Who bought it?" Zhou Ze's face is black.

"Boss, like it or not, this is specially prepared for you by the poor way. Thinking that you will often use it in the future,

so I just made one for you.

Boss, look here, this button can be pressed down! "

Lao Dao pressed the button for Zhou Ze like a treasure offering,

then the whole wheelchair began to glow, with colorful light,

"wuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwu.

The old Taoist thought that Zhou Ze would be very satisfied.

I don't know if Zhou Ze is too weak now,

he has died twice today.

Instead of wheelchair, Zhou chose to sit on a soft sofa near the window of the bookstore.

Xu Qinglang is not in the shop. It seems that he has something to do at home. He went back first, but left a lot of juice.

Days, it seems to restore the familiar rhythm.

After a while, it didn't change much in the end.

The truth is ridiculous, but it happened again.

Maybe,

it's impossible to really explore the ghost difference in aunty-in-law until little Lori comes back. As a ghost difference in the same city, you say little Lori is not clear about that ghost at all, obviously it's impossible.

Of course, if little Laurie can come back.

Zhou Ze, the boss, leans on the sofa and basks in the sun through the glass. Bai Yingying is in charge of greeting the guests. Although Xu Qinglang is not there, Bai Yingying, an ordinary pastry and drink, has learned how to mix.

At the table next to Zhou Ze, there are two women with long hair, but their voices are a little hoarse and a little pinched. The two women are chatting with fashion magazines in their hands, and the more they talk, the more active they are.

"I'll tell you, I've found a very worrying thing recently."

"Say it, say it."

"Last week, I noticed that the stockings and covers I put on the washing machine in the bathroom at home had been passively washed."

"Ah, who moved it? Someone came into your house? Will it be a thief? "

"But I didn't get stolen at home. I thought it was a thief at first, but I found it wasn't.""Who moved that?"

"It's Xiaowen, I noticed that time. It's Xiaowen. After I took a bath, he went into the bathroom. When I went in again, I found that my stockings, covers and other underwear had been turned over, and there were traces of moisture on them."

"Ah."

Another woman covers her mouth,

"how can Xiaowen do this

"I'm upset, too."

"It's OK. Maybe Xiaowen is just growing up and has a little curiosity about women's things. Most boys have this stage."

"I've looked it up online, even if it's just these problems."

"Even then? It doesn't count. You have to try to guide him to set up the right values. "

"I was going to have a frank talk with him, but then I found another thing: I came back from work early one weekend. I saw Xiaowen in my bedroom, wearing my usual stockings, bra and skirt, standing in front of the mirror and looking at the mirror."

"This

"If it's just the past, I think I can guide him, but now things have become very serious. He even wears my clothes to look in the mirror, which is obviously not a problem for boys in adolescence."

"Oh, my son's phone. I'll take it."

The woman answered the phone and said to her friend, "I'm sorry, my son says he's hungry. I'm going back to feed him."

"Well, you can go back soon."

"Waiter, check out."

The white warbler came and settled the account.

Zhou Ze watched the two women with long hair walk out of the shop, thoughtful.

"Boss, would you like some more hot water?" Asked the warbler.

"No more." Zhou Ze shook his head and held up the tea cup.

One hand of the white warbler is holding his waist, the other hand is holding the money, but he says:

"just those two men are really sick. Obviously they are men. As a result, they dress up as women. Fortunately, the old lady's eyes are as bright as fire."

"Cough..."

Zhou Ze, who was drinking water, choked violently.