Chapter 521

If this is a movie,

at this time, the whole large screen lens will stretch obliquely,

the left half is Zhou Ze sitting in the car,

the right half is the ferocious figure standing outside the car,

then,

the other scenes around will be virtualized, highlighting the focus of the characters.

Of course,

a picture in the picture can be pulled out in the lower left corner,

it is Xu Qinglang kneeling in the pool of blood, with the color of struggle and pain on his face.

Unfortunately,

there can be no director shouting "Ka".

On the one hand,

is the threat of the sea god,

on the other hand,

is the roar from the zombies,

at this time, Zhou Ze did not give in.

Before according to the agreement,

according to the promise of the man who can't be defiled,

Zhou Ze didn't go into the noodle shop, didn't interfere, didn't help, didn't intervene, didn't say anything about keeping warm and drinking water, you are so easy to catch cold and have such nonsense,

but at this time, the shadow of the sea god adult,

has already come to his car,

sit there and settle down with the old monk In general, I don't care about anything. It's really a little too much.

It seems that Poseidon didn't expect that the one sitting in the car watching the play was so fierce,

he was a little shocked for a while, but he was actually frightened when he was going to frighten others to warn them not to meddle.

But after all, I was used to the role of big waves in the sea. At the next moment, the rainwater on the road that didn't get discharged through the manhole cover began to float rapidly.

Zhou Ze is still sitting in the car,

but his car,

seems to be floating in the sea at this time.

The smell of salty and wet is coming, the rain curtain is beating the surging waves,

everything is ready to go, a wave can overturn everything!

As if,

it's just like a petrel.

The black shadow in front of us,

slowly solidifies,

the purple Python robe, the face hidden under the black mask, the body shape of the human, the tail of the python swaying between the waves,

just like the vast sea,

he is the real master.

In the eyes under the mask,

with reckless look!

It's really amazing to be a demon. It's a bit like a smuggler or even a gangster in the early years, and finally a representative of the local excellent entrepreneurs.

It's not a bit sinister,

or even,

it's a little fairy.

No wonder you want to get revenge on a person. You have to get a white glove, use it up and destroy it for fear of dirtying your hands.

Compared with him,

the big immortals in the northeast old forest that Zhou Ze met were as inferior as children still playing with mud.

In the sea,

man is small, as dust.

This is a kind of despising, this is a kind of disdain,

those who pull out their swords and chop at each other at the first meeting are all unsophisticated little gangsters,

the real kind of big guys, they are all touching each other's cards when they meet.

Zhou Ze sat still,

was not impatient,

because he knew that

there was a person who could not see such a despised scene more than himself,

and this person,

had to wait for the "empty door" to open in the middle of the second half of the previous period, and

waited for Buddha to come.

When Zhou Zitan opened his hand,

suggested that the brake pen should loosen the seal a little bit,

should not be too much,

it's good enough,

isn't it just better than the competition?

I'm sorry,

when it comes to putting on the stage, it's not his boss for whom,

compared with the one in his body,

everyone here,

is rubbish!

As expected,

Zhou Ze sensed that breath,

he couldn't help it,

even if he knew that Zhou Ze was borrowing his strength, he didn't care,

for him,

face is more important than life.

It's a pity that boss Zhou hasn't talked to the little boy in detail.

if he knew that he was underground that day, the one who, in order to prevent himself from waking up the next day and laughing at him, actually coerced the little zombie to kill himself in the name of the old ancestor.

Boss Zhou will never continue to be so calm.

"Little Miscellaneous Snake... "

In the waves,

the God of the sea turned to his side,

it seemed,He also felt something wrong.

"I Let you See you

The real Sea! "

"Boom!"

The loud noise came out, and the blue sea suddenly fell silent. It seemed as if it had been drained of life, and a huge black curtain completely shrouded here in an instant.

At the same time,

countless broken arms stretched out from under the sea, trying to grab a ghost for the dead to carry themselves on the back;

endless skeletons, floating and sinking in the sea, dotted with a dazzling white;

the strong breath of death, the destination of the dead!

Your sea, hiding fish and shrimp;

my sea, burying hell!

Your sea, your ferry;

my sea, my life!

Pearl of rice dare to compete with the bright moon!

"Kazam Click Click... "

In the picture,

the mask of the sea god is breaking,

together,

and his calmness,

his calmness,

his rebelliousness,

people often laugh at the frog and sit in the air;

today,

the sea god finds that he is not a bigger frog,

on his head,

but a bigger one Well.

It's a pity that the picture breaks so fast that Zhou Ze seems to see it. In the blurred picture,

the sea god seems to be slowly kneeling down.

The sea of the sun,

kneel in the sky of the underworld!

The picture disappears completely,

the car is still that car,

it stops in the rain, on the road, in front of the figure.

The figure is also slowly disappearing, coming from and passing through the rain, as if it had never existed.

The fangs on the corner of Zhou Ze's mouth faded slowly,

eyes,

once again look at the old Xu kneeling in the pool of blood in the noodle shop,

it seems that the most difficult time has passed.

He helped a lot, as if he had helped a lot, but Zhou Ze didn't have the feeling of complacency and didn't want to ask for credit or boast at all.

Now that Lao Xu has arranged everything,

even his face is stabbed with stabs,

then the shadow just now,

if he didn't count in and arrange something,

seems really unscientific.

Of course, his arrangement is his arrangement. Since that thing appeared in front of him, even if he didn't want to help him, he just saw that the sea god was upset and made a move.

it makes sense. Who called him ugly?

It scares me.

When the rain was light,

pushed the door open,

Zhou Ze's sole was standing in the water,

stretched out,

"back home."

…………

"Whoo Whoo Call........ "

The heavy breath kept coming, and the rain outside seemed to be smaller, not as torrential as before.

The restlessness and resistance in the body are also slowly fading away.

Some are confused, some are at a loss,

because the real test prepared by oneself has not appeared, and some previous plans and preparations for this have no use at all.

Xu Qinglang did not stand up, but continued to kneel on the ground,

closed his eyes,

seemed to be communicating,

seemed to be communicating,

the original taming work, like some tiger headed and snake tail.

Swallowing that woman is like making a connection with the sea god in the sea.

This is Xu Qinglang's plan and his arrangement. It was the way that he thought that night when he was put in the tub by the so-called master.

He prepared for this for a long time, really a long time.

However,

this is going well,

seems to take it for granted,

even,

a dark green luster is emerging slowly on myself,

seems to put a thin light shirt on myself.

Unfortunately,

in this scene,

Zhou Ze didn't see it. He got off the car and didn't pay attention to it.

Xu Qinglang's clothes were basically broken when he stabbed himself in the chest with a dagger before. At this moment, the green light didn't last long.He moved slowly,

then,

it was like an egg shell was broken,

the thin light shirt like a cicada wing was gradually torn open,

it was like taking off clothes,

in fact,

it was a snake skin!

Xu Qinglang was puzzled. The Sea God seemed to speak better than he thought. He didn't bargain. As if he had accepted his life, he overthrew his power.

Molting,

healing.

In the whole scene,

there is no disgust of snake molting in the ordinary sense,

it even seems a little aestheticism,

it seems like the three J films of Hong Kong in the early years.

In fact, a lot of things that different people are doing are really different feelings;

in this damn world,

still look at the face.

Stand up,

Xu Qinglang lowers his head,

looks at his chest,

the original terror scar on his chest has disappeared. Instead, it's a new skin, which is pink, but the pain in the wound location still exists.

This kind of healing is a typical example of true treatment of symptoms and no treatment of root causes,

seems to recover as before, but these injuries,

still need a good general in order to recover in a real sense.

Oh, by the way, it may have another function, which is hemostasis.

When he came to the glass, Xu Qinglang looked at himself reflected in the glass, and his face recovered as before.

Not to mention the scar, not even the blood scab.

But he did not dare to reach out to touch or touch with force.

however, at least in his heart,

was already satisfied.

Women love beauty,

men also love beauty,

tilt their heads,

continue to look at themselves in the glass,

reach out,

gently touch the glass.

In Xu Qinglang's eyes, the pupil seems to be splitting, and presents a light blue color.

He stared at himself for a long time,

then,

turned sideways,

raised his head,

looked around,

did not know why,

a deep sense of disgust came from the bottom of his heart.

The blue color in the eyes,

is becoming more and more intense, and the pupils are becoming more and more strange.

He hates his own life,

hates his environment,

hates all the noise on the land,

Xu Qinglang holds his head in his hands,

he is at a loss,

he does not know where these strong emotions come from,

but they really appear at this time, and they are beginning to collapse his heart madly.

He calculated everything and arranged everything. In the mezzanine of the ceiling,

there is a real backhand,

however,

is useless.

He calculated the process and the success.

but he didn't think much about what happened after the success. In fact, most people won't calculate what happened after the success.

When you are gazing at the abyss, the abyss is also gazing at you.

When you try to connect with the sea god and gain strength from him,

his mood,

his thoughts,

naturally begin to reach a certain resonance with you.

One is that there are many demons with armour in practice,

a young man in his twenties and sixes years old,

who can influence who a little more,

in fact, there is no need to guess.

Xu Qinglang continues to look at everything here, which is the warmest memory he ever had, but at present,

there is an impulse in his heart to destroy all the clutter here.

There is a voice in the bottom of my heart,

is calling for him constantly,

in my mind,

all the bitter pictures that I have experienced since I was a child start to brush back and forth like a slide,

it is denying its past,

it is criticizing its present,

it is tampering with its future,

it,

it is assimilating itself!

A little flustered,

but at a loss.

Xu Qinglang found the mobile phone, he wanted to make a phone call, but the mobile phone just got in his hand, but he fell on the ground violently!

"Pa!"

Mobile phones,

are fragmented,"Ah, ah, ah!"

Xu Qinglang holds his head,

squats on the ground,

a man, a dazed man, a good-looking man, a scared man

I don't know how long he has been squatting,

Xu Qinglang slowly stands up again,

he suddenly feels depressed,

staying in this cramped space,

he feels unable to breathe,

even the hard ground makes him very disgusted and repulsed.

He can't concentrate on thinking, is he successful or failed?

Or is success a failure?

Xu Qinglang's master was not a serious person. He was extreme. He was crazy. He was like a complete lunatic. If not for that night, he met boss Zhou who woke up yinggou. All the people in the study would be killed by him.

In fact, the orthodoxy left behind by this kind of madman is the same line.

Xu Qinglang taught himself and studied hard. In fact, in the end, he seems to be on the same road as his most hated master.

Perhaps, shortly after

, there will be no more light in the world, but an extra white glove belonging to the God of the sea.

as like as two peas, the

is probably the same as the woman who died in his arms.

In the sea,

even the most experienced old captain may be lost,

let alone a young man without experience?

He stumbled out of the noodle shop,

he didn't know where he was going,

he didn't even know where his feet would go next.

"Wow!"

The shutter door was opened,

Xu Qinglang turned around with some doubts,

the bookstore which had been vacant for a long time in the next door was opened from inside.

Zhou Ze stood at the door with a dirty towel around his shoulder.

The boss of Zhou sighed: "it's so tiring to clean up."

Why is Xu Qinglang here?

He,

is familiar, who is he?

Why can't you remember?

No,

he,

I must know him, I must know him!

"Lao Xu, you don't call me when you go back to your hometown to find a family. No one has come to this old shop for nearly a year. It's not as dirty as it looks. It's all gray. I just wiped it once, but I'm tired."

Xu Qinglang nodded subconsciously,

Yes,

for him who always likes to lie in the sun,

cleaning must be very tired.

Xu Qinglang closed his eyes and made a painful voice in his throat. Like a hangover, he was slowly regaining consciousness.

"Lao Xu, I'm hungry. Make something to eat. The old rule is to keep accounts."

When the rain stopped,

it was almost light,

Zhou Ze simply took two plastic chairs out of his old bookstore and swung them out,

he sat directly on them.

Like an old grandfather,

put his hands across his chest,

wait for the rising sun,

then shake,

bask in the sun.

Meidi is very, Meidi is very!

"Good."

Xu Qinglang bit his teeth, his head was so dizzy and confused that he felt as if he had just been hit with a hammer.

He went back to his noodle shop and went into the back kitchen.

He looked at it roughly,

then he covered his painful forehead at the same time,

at the same time, like sleepwalking,

turned on the gas tank,

ignited,

poured oil,

first fried rice with eggs,

then fried two plates of small dishes.

When cooking, he almost fell down in the kitchen several times. The whole person was like a tumbler, not falling down, but it made people's heart hanging all the time.

"Rice Food... "

Zhou Ze is still sitting on a plastic chair,

just like when he came here a year ago,

at that time, the moon was shaking and people were hesitating,Every day, I sit in the bookstore,

seldom go out,

also don't bother to go out,

like a newborn baby, I'm a little curious about things outside, but more, I'm still afraid.

Egg fried rice was served, and two small dishes were placed on the second plastic bench.

Chopsticks and spoons, too.

Zhou Ze picked up the chopsticks and gently rubbed them.

Xu Qinglang leaned against the door frame and his eyes drifted away. He seemed to understand a lot, but he still didn't understand a lot.

Zhou Ze took the dish,

put it into his mouth,

"ouch..."

The chest heaved, and a strong sense of nausea hit him. Zhou Ze opened his mouth and vomited the food out of his mouth.

For a long time, it seems that I have forgotten the fear of being dominated by three meals a day.

Xu Qinglang around frowned,

his own dishes,

are they so bad?

Although I'm a little absent-minded when cooking by myself,

but it's really so bad?

"Old Xu."

Cried Zhou Ze.

Xu Qinglang didn't respond.

"Madam Xu?"

Zhou Ze shouted again.

Xu Qinglang still didn't move.

Zhou Ze couldn't help it.

stabbed Xu Qinglang's leg with the end of the chopsticks,

asked while taking a deep breath:

"is there any vinegar?"

Xu Qinglang nodded,

walked in,

took a bottle of vinegar and handed it to Zhou Ze.

Zhou Ze remembers the time when he just came back.

every time he eats, he goes down first with half a bottle of vinegar. Then he takes a few bites of rice and eats three meals a day while his stomach is convulsed.

Open the lid of the vinegar bottle,

take a big sip,

when you are ready to swallow,

suddenly and directly,

"poof!"

A mouthful of vinegar,

was sprayed out.

Zhou Ze is a little embarrassed.

it's easy to go from thrift to extravagance, but it's hard to go from extravagance to thrift.

the good days are too long.

it's really not suitable for the time when we used to live on vinegar.

"Ha ha."

Beside,

Xu Qinglang, who had been silent, suddenly smiled.

Zhou Ze shook his head and continued to look at the vinegar in his hand.

In my heart,

is fighting between heaven and man.

Suddenly,

a glass is placed in front of him,

the glass is blue liquid,

it sends out sour taste and sweet taste,

this taste,

it's familiar,

sour plum juice!

Zhou Ze picked up the sour plum juice in front of him, looked at it again and again,

raised his head,

looked at Xu Qinglang beside him, and said:

"do you remember that there are still stocks in the store? It's not going to expire, is it

"Remember."

Xu Qinglang replied,

at this time,

the blue color in his eyes is slowly fading, and even the split pupil is beginning to recover.

"I thought you forgot. It's been a long time."

Zhou Ze said with emotion.

"I thought you forgot." Xu Qinglang squatted for a while and said in a smaller voice, "I've been brewing it."

Zhou Ze pulled out the plastic stool under his body and sat down against the wall.

for a deeply clean patient who would like to change his bed sheet twice a day,

seems very natural when doing this.

Reach out,

pull Xu Qinglang's wrist,

"sit down."

Xu Qinglang didn't move.

Zhou Ze pulled it again, and with some strength,

"sit down."

Xu Qinglang sat down,

two men,

in the morning,

sat together against the wall facing the road.

Zhou Ze stretched out his hand and patted himself on the shoulder, saying, "can I help you?"

Xu Qinglang glanced at Zhou Ze and said, "can you stop being disgusted?"

"I'm paying you back."

Zhou Ze smiled and continued:

"I remember that day, when I learned that I was killed by Xu Le, like you before, I held my head and knelt behind the counter of the bookstore.

At that time,

you just came in,What did you do?

I'll tell you,

you are so disgusting that you put me in your arms!

I was disgusted at the time, I shit! "

Xu Qinglang looks up and remembers that day.

"I thought, damn it, I'll have to find a chance to hold you once and let you experience the disgusting feeling of forced gay."

As he spoke,

Zhou Ze reached out and hugged Xu Qinglang's shoulder wildly.

"Lao Xu, to be honest, it's good for you to cook in a down-to-earth way. Don't listen to Lao an's bullshit. At the beginning, the goods beat chicken blood to all the people in the bookstore.

as a result, now they are withered by themselves.

some of them eat, some sleep, and soon they degenerate."

"He will come back, he said."

Xu Qinglang suddenly said.

Zhou Ze opens his mouth,

he knows who Xu Qinglang is talking about,

the one who killed Xu's parents master worker.

There's nothing to say,

Zhou Ze simply took a sip of plum juice,

hiss!

It's sour,

but,

it's cool

"I don't want him to come back next time, I'm still standing behind you. I really don't want to."

Xu Qinglang mumbles to himself.

"Well." Zhou Ze nodded. He could understand the mood.

It's only Lao Xu's master who can be blamed. The goods are out of a certain range. The enemy, like the boss in the online game, can not only brush one, but also brush two and three.

He said that he would come back.

in fact, whenever he saw similar news, Zhou Ze would give a sigh in his heart.

he felt that Xu Qinglang's master would appear again, because of these news, which was constantly shortened.

"Anyway, thanks."

Xu Qinglang smiled. The blue color in his eyes had completely disappeared, and his pupils had recovered. He took a deep breath and was refreshed.

Zhou Ze handed the plum juice to Xu Qinglang and said:

"would you like to have a look, too?"

Xu Qinglang shook his head.

"You make it yourself. It's good to drink." Zhou Ze said.

Xu Qinglang continued to shake his head firmly.

"Hello, Hello, Hello, you producer don't drink, but I've been drinking for so long, I'm a little flustered."

"Lao Zhou, do you know what I thought when I made this?"

"What?"

"I won't kill you!"

“…………” Zhou Ze.

"Then I was desperate. I changed the formula and tried everything to improve the acidity, but you were addicted to it.

I thought at that time, you are a real animal. "

"Ha ha."

Zhou Ze laughs,

in other words,

but for a long time at that time, without Xu Qinglang's sour juice,

Zhou Ze estimated that he would have suffered from malnutrition.

"Is there any smoke? I'm out of smoke. " Zhou Ze asked.

Xu Qinglang felt his pocket, felt for a cigarette, gave one to Zhou Ze.

Two cigarettes, light.

Zhou zeshen took a deep breath,

slowly spit out the cigarette ring,

puckered his lips, and said:

"after smoking this cigarette, let's go back. They are about to wake up and wait for your breakfast."

Xu Qinglang shakes the ash,

nods,

"OK."