Chapter 374

In the morning, when boss Zhou opened his eyes, he found himself lying on the sofa of the bookstore,

in front of him,

coffee and newspapers.

Zhou Ze smiled, reached out and rubbed the position of his temples. The position of his head was still so painful that he didn't seem to recover from the vertigo completely.

Moreover, this scene is really too familiar. A few days ago, he tried to please himself to create a similar atmosphere.

However, this time, there are some differences. The difference is that the newspaper is not the kind that has been ironed, but the wet one. The upper part of the study is still dripping with rain.

White warbler and warbler are slacking their work.

Although it's sunny outside and there's no rain, the inside of the study looks like a water curtain hole. There's also a shallow pool of water on the ground. There are many dead fish and shrimps in the water.

All around, there is a kind of rotten and damp smell, and a disgusting smell of mildew.

Zhou Ze, with one hand on the tea table and the other holding his chin, had a disgusting feeling. However, he forced himself to shake his head, and the expression in his eyes was sometimes clear and sometimes cloudy.

On the opposite side of Zhou Ze, there was a black shadow, wearing a clown mask and a black suit. In front of him, there was also a cup of coffee and a newspaper.

Looking at the coffee on the coffee table and smelling the familiar Cat Shit, boss Zhou frowned slightly, and even in his dream, boss Zhou felt very uncomfortable when he was drunk by strangers.

"You're the only one left."

Under the clown's mask, it seems that there is a very young soul. The voice of the other party speaks with a strong "mother" voice, but it is also the voice of a man. When speaking, it gives a feeling that he is singing.

Quite a kind of sitting under the stage, watching the Huadan people performing.

"One more?"

Zhou Ze was confused, but he got up from his seat. However, when he was about to get out of his seat, he found that his feet were stuck by strong glue and could not move.

Under the forced force, Zhou Ze was shocked to stagger a few steps and lay back on the sofa. This time, the sofa seemed to be full of mucus, which firmly absorbed Zhou Ze's whole back on it.

Boss Zhou is like a fly on a sticky fly paper. After a few flutters, he is too lazy to flutter.

"Seven sins, it's going to be collected, and it's much better than I expected."

The clown stood up, but he was not restrained and went to Zhou Ze.

There are six spots on his black clothes, rotating alternately. Now, there is only one.

Silverfish,

greedy, gluttonous, arrogant, jealous, angry,

still lack a week of laziness.

"What are you, after all?"

Zhou Ze asked.

"I'm not a thing."

The other side replied.

"True and sincere." Zhou Ze was stunned for a while, which really hurt people a little.

"You're the only one left."

Under the clown's mask, it seems that he has a pair of deep eyes. It is these eyes that can penetrate into people's hearts and seduce their desires.

If you want to be a fire,

guide it out and turn it into a fire dragon,

is enough to devour the host!

But the clown seems to be a little confused,

because the scene of this book room, with a kind of dilapidated and dirty taste, has a great distance from what he wants, and what boss Zhou wants, also has a great distance.

It seems that there is something wrong in some link.

But even clowns don't know exactly where they made a mistake.

Is it because I am too weak or too tired?

"Change it."

The clown raised his hand,

the underground water in the study began to dissipate,

the drips on the beam were also gradually disappearing,

the musty smell began to disappear, and everything began to move towards the real study.

Zhou Ze just looked at the clown in front of him, saw him changing, saw him debugging, just like watching an executioner, choosing the Barbie doll's ornament for the dog head guillotine.

All, just to let the death prisoner die a little more warm.

After all, as the ghost poor master Zhou, he was also a face-to-face person.

"Do you think it will be better?"

The clown asked Zhou Ze.

Zhou Ze smiled and remained silent.

The clown went to Zhou Ze, less than two meters away from Zhou Ze. He was a little relaxed, but also a little lucky, and said:

"it was too much trouble to ignite a fire purely. Your brain was hit hard, and your self-consciousness was damaged. For me, it was really convenient, even much easier than dealing with several other people."Zhou tried to reach for the teacup in front of him, but his back was stuck on the sofa, so he couldn't reach it.

The clown helped him to lift the cup and put it in Zhou Ze's hand. It was very friendly.

Zhou Ze took a sip of tea and was relaxed.

The eyes under the clown's mask seem to squint at this time,

an instinctive sense of crisis begins to strike,

he doesn't know where the sense of crisis comes from,

but he always feels,

this time,

seems a little bit out of place.

But the clown still spread out his hand. In the palm of his hand, there was a sarcoma. The sarcoma kept moving and then slowly cracked.

A milky white insect protruded from the sarcoma, and its body began to be stretched continuously, gradually to a strange arc.

It's a white insect, but it feels like a snake.

It began to spread to Zhou Ze, and fell into Zhou Ze's tea cup with a puff,

Zhou Ze's eyes showed a touch of disgust,

he wanted to drink two more cups of tea.

Then,

the body of the white insect continued to stretch, and began to go up along Zhou Ze's arm, and then came to Zhou Ze's chest.

It's like an explorer, traveling around zhouze's body in every position, where it passes, it's very smooth, and it's also cold like ice, which is also warm.

If you lie down and let it crawl on your back, it will be very comfortable.

Zhou Ze looked down at the white insect and said thoughtfully:

"do you want to evolve?"

The clown seemed to be a little surprised, and said slowly: "you surprised me a little. It seemed to me that I had an illusion that you were not a ghost.

But it doesn't matter. When I eat you, I will go to sleep. When I wake up again, I will start the next meal. "

Zhou Ze looks away from the white insect, even if the white insect is trying to get into his body.

He looked out of the window, did not know when to start,

the situation in the library was back to normal,

but outside the library,

there was no sunshine.

A study without sunshine is like a piece of bread without butter. It always feels like a huge regret and lack.

The clown kept shaking his fingers. He was controlling the insect.

The white insect opened its mouthpiece, exposed its hidden row of fangs, and tried to crush Zhou Ze's chest into it. But somehow, the white insect tried everything, but failed to inch in, even the skin of Zhou Ze, could not break.

The insect is very anxious and angry, but it doesn't give up, and continues to bite and tear, like a docile pet hiding in Zhou zehuai, whining.

The clown takes a deep breath,

he is now,

a little bit square.

Then,

he saw Zhou Ze looking out of the window,

he also followed Zhou Ze's eyes,

out of the window,

it was no longer sunny,

it was a rolling turbidity.

It seems that at this time, the whole library has been put into the deep sea and become a dragon palace under the sea.

The refraction of light and shadow becomes very irregular, like the neon at the door of a night club.

The clown retreated several steps in a row,

he was at a loss,

he was also frightened,

because he saw in the water outside the window,

there were countless corpses rolling and swimming,

dirty, evil, greedy, tyrannical and other emotional atmosphere were like crazy catharsis through the glass without money.

That sea,

is the last Carnival of the dead,

is an unrestrained No Man's Land!

Roar, roar,

a ferocious strange ghost lies outside the window glass, peeps at it heartily, they wriggle, they show their big yellow teeth, shaking their bones.

If it is not for this glass barrier,

they would like to rush in and enjoy the freshest blood sacrifice!

They are hungry,

they are really hungry!

The clown looks at Zhou Ze. This time, his voice has a little trill. Obviously, he is afraid.

As a man with the ability to control the seven sin sect, he also experienced the fear.

"In the end Who is it? "

Zhou Ze stretched out his hand, and the mucus behind him broke completely at this time.

Like an eagle catching a chicken, he pinched the white worms that were still wriggling in his chest and trying to make holes,Lift it up and put it in front of your face.

The insect's body began to contract,

obviously, it also felt fear from the clown. In fact, there was a deep fetter between them.

"Want to go in? Don't worry. I'll see you off. "

As he said,

Zhou Ze opened his mouth,

put the white insect into his mouth,

it's like swallowing a popsicle in the summer,

that kind of sour and dizzy brain,

it's really fascinating.

"Where is this? Why? "

The clown began to back away. He tried to open the door behind him, but found that there was a huge "seal" written on the door of the study.

He is trapped here,

at the same time,

the clown also understands that the man he just saw,

is also trapped here!

Like himself,

he can't go out now.

Zhou Ze stood up slowly,

his eyes were bright,

he stared at the clown,

"he was knocked unconscious, when you came in,

the pen deliberately put you here to me."

As he spoke,

Zhou Ze began to stretch slowly,

there was a series of brittle sounds at the bone nodes,

then he asked in a low voice:

"I heard,

you think,

ate me?"