Chapter 182

This "Hi", with a great cold humor.

People often think that ghosts, with great resentment and a kind of hysterical hatred, is an inherent impression of people.

Zhou Ze thought so before, until he became a ghost himself.

How much is the difference between ghost and human?

In terms of evil thoughts,

people know ghosts and terror, and ghosts know people's heart poison;

in other aspects,

ghosts come from people. In many aspects, no matter in character and sense, they actually have a deep sense of substitution with people.

The only difference may be that most of the time, ghosts are similar to the extreme characters of "fugitives" and "fugitives". It's very difficult for them to stay in the world for too long. Even if there are some accidents, they don't go to hell, and the ghost messenger hasn't been found for the time being. But living in the world is more like a rat hiding in a ditch.

People are afraid of ghosts, but there are too many things in the world that can hurt and restrain ghosts.

For example, the crotch of the old way.

Zhou Ze reached out to touch his head and yawned. The depression of the whole night yesterday seems to have dissipated a lot. There is nothing that can't be let go of people who have passed the huangquan road.

If you want to go back, return to your body, and return to your original life, of course.

But in the absence of a solution, there is no need to be too tangled and nervous.

"Now tell me, who killed you?" Zhou Ze asked.

A family of three is still looking at him,

and then,

is silent.

The feeling of being stared at by three headless people is really bad.

Even boss Zhou is not comfortable now.

"Ding Dong..."

Next to Zhou Ze, there was the crisp sound of the spoon touching the plate. Then Zhou Ze turned around and saw a pretty girl sitting next to him, as if she was going to have dinner.

The girl turned around and looked at Zhou Ze. Oh no, in fact, she looked at the family of three over there and nodded to them.

Well,

Zhou Ze felt a little sad and haggard,

he would be wrong and embarrassed if he was greeting other people through himself.

Then,

a family of three sat up straight again, facing the food in front of them Daze.

The girl eats slowly and orderly. She eats elegantly, not in the way of cramped and excessive politeness. In fact, she eats fast, but shows a special temperament.

Zhou Ze watched the girls eat like this.

Fortunately, Lao Dao and Lao Xu are still worried about Zhou Ze's delay in waking up. They don't think about coming back through the hot spring pool to have a look. Otherwise, if they come to see Zhou Ze staring at the girl who is eating like a normal person, they may really get angry and get sick.

After eating, the girl drinks the last milk in the cup, wipes her mouth with a paper towel, and then gets up. It looks like she is ready to leave.

Zhou Ze also got up and went with her, like a chihan who was following her.

It's not that Zhou Ze likes her. In this environment and in this state, boss Zhou doesn't break the pot to such a degree. It's because the girl is very different from other people in the restaurant.

Although other diners in the restaurant can eat, their movements give people the same feeling as the headless family of three.

Numbness,

stillness,

with the smell of an old lady's foot binding.

But this girl has a kind of life atmosphere. She seems to be the same as herself. In this environment, she has a higher degree than others Freedom.

Zhou Ze followed her out of the restaurant. To Zhou Ze's surprise, he and she actually went through a glass corridor.

It's like a hive. It's complicated. Each bee has its own place.

Zhou Ze continues to follow the girl. They walk slowly one by one.

Walking, the girl stopped. It seems that she didn't notice Zhou Ze until now.

The girl turned around and smiled at Zhou Ze, a pure smile.

"Before you, jiva." (Hello)

the girl bent slightly to Zhou Ze.

Japanese?

Zhou Ze's first reaction was to think of his own spider man.

"Hello."

Zhou Ze replied.

Zhou Ze still understands this simple Japanese, but he responds in Chinese.

"Hello." The girl replied again in Chinese.

Later, the girl went on, and Zhou Ze continued to follow.

The communication and greeting just now seem more like a trivial episode, like a stone dropped into the calm lake, and soon recovered after the ripples.As he walked to the lawn at the door of the room, Zhou Ze saw the girl turn into another direction.

It turns out that

is a neighbor.

The pattern of this hot spring villa hotel is like this. A single villa is divided into two parts and everyone shares a wall.

Therefore, the girl's "walking" route is the same as Zhou Ze's, which is explained. But here, everyone goes their separate ways. Zhou Ze also tries to walk in the girl's direction, but is blocked directly by a thin layer of glass.

Giving up the struggle, Zhou Ze returned to his room.

He sat down in the living room and lit a cigarette. Zhou Ze got up again and went to the picture frame to have a look. In the mirror, he was still lying on the sofa. The old man sat next to him dozing off. Xu Qinglang called, as if he was contacting someone.

Zhou Ze is probably in contact with the white warbler in the bookstore, or with little Lori again. After all, the fact that she can't wake up in reality really makes Lao Xu and her friends a little confused.

It's a good feeling to be concerned, and of course, it's a good feeling to peep.

Zhou Ze stretched out and shook his ashes. At this time, the sound of hot spring pool draining came from the next room.

In fact, the courtyard is also divided into two parts. Each side has a hot spring pool. The sound of draining water is loud enough for the next door to hear.

Zhou Ze went to the yard and sat down on a cane chair.

It's impossible. In the mirror world, you are lonely, which is equivalent to the prisoners being held. You can only go to the canteen on time according to a specific route for dinner and then go back to your own cage.

Of course, I can peep at what Xu Qinglang is doing in reality through the mirror, but it's not that kind of movie. I can only see the picture without sound. At present, this kind of movie can only peep but can't communicate. You can only stand by and worry. It's really boring, but it makes me restless.

Now I have a neighbor next door. It's nice to listen to her. Of course, if the neighbor is a fat man with five big and three rough, Zhou Ze doesn't have much interest.

The water was soon put away. Zhou Ze heard the footsteps and even the sound of "Xi Xi Suo" undressing.

It's always a pity that we can only listen, but not see. And for the reason that we can't find any clues, boss Zhou simply moved the cane chair under the wall, and then the whole person stood there.

There is also a layer of thin glass on the wall, which can't let you in or out. There's no way to step over the thunderbolt, but it can't stop you from looking. This layer of thin glass is more like playing a layer of thin code, but it adds a hazy beauty to the picture, which is more appreciated than the simple and violent one Oh no, it's research value.

Zhou Ze holds a cigarette in one hand and holds the wall in the other hand, looking inside.

The girl has entered the hot spring pool, and then she starts to sing, singing a lyrical Japanese song. Zhou Ze doesn't understand the lyrics, but it's not bad. It's very pleasant.

Slowly, Zhou Ze turned around, no longer looking in, but back against the wall.

I don't know why, Zhou Ze heard some lonely feelings from this girl's singing. It's not the kind of loneliness that comes out of the red apricot wall, but the loneliness that has been detained here for a long time.

Zhou Ze even thought, maybe the other people in the restaurant, they also want to go out, want to doubt, want to do something at first, but they are slowly tormented by this day-to-day prison life and become numb, just like the three members of that family.

Will there be such a day for myself?

"Whoa..."

After singing the song, the girl began to take a bath and wipe her body with a towel. Zhou Ze could hear the sound of water and even the sound of her breath.

Because the distance is too close, the hot spring pools on both sides are actually built by the wall, so the girl and Zhou zezhen are only separated by one wall.

"What's your name." Zhou Ze said.

A coyote who peeps at people's baths speaks openly and asks what their name is.

"The moon is weaved in gauze."

The girl replied.

She had been aware of Zhou Ze's peeping for a long time.

"And you?" Asked the girl.

"Xu Qinglang."

"Nice name." Said the girl.

"Well." Zhou Ze agrees.

"Did you die near here, too?" The girl asked again.

"Dead?"

"Yes, death."

"Are you dead?" Zhou Ze asked.

"Haven't you died yet?" The girl was puzzled, and then said, "or, Mr. Xu, you have not realized that you have already died?"

"I died a long time ago, a long time ago." Zhou Ze replied, "can you tell me how you died?"

"I don't really want to answer that." The girl refused."But I'd like to know that we don't have anything else to do now, do we?" Zhou Ze lured.

"We can take a bath." The girl said very seriously.

"Bath?"

"Yes, we can take a bath in the hot spring every day. We can wash every part of ourselves clean.

People should be clean. They should be clean at all times and in all conditions. "

As a clean man, hearing the girl's words, Zhou Ze had some resonance in his heart.

The girl really didn't chat with Zhou Ze. She began to wipe her body carefully, that is to say, to clean herself.

Zhou Ze thinks that she has washed too clean. The feeling of rubbing the bath towel on her skin can be heard clearly by Zhou Ze. It should be very painful, right?

Shaoqing,

the girl took the initiative to say: "Mr. Xu, can you do me a favor?"

"Say."

"One of my legs,

in your pool,

can you help me clean it,

."

There was a small earthquake in Sichuan, which made the original route unable to walk, so it had to go around a long way, so long spent most of his time on the bus. Today, he visited two primary schools in Liangshan, and then arrived at the hotel by car in the afternoon until evening. Therefore, the update of this week can only be written in hard time. After all, it is bumpy On the mountain road, I really can't use my notebook to code words.

This is the first change, and there will be the second change later.