Late Night Bookstore

Yingying had already disappeared. Zhou Ze walked to the door of the bookstore, pushed open the door of the bookstore, walked out, and turned back. The winning hook had already appeared behind him.

"Walk with me." Zhou Ze said.

The win hook continued to be silent.

Boss Zhou also finds it interesting. At this time, I knew I was stuttering, so I was embarrassed to talk?

Why haven't you seen you so shy and introverted before?

But Zhou Ze was still afraid of winning the hook and didn’t understand what he meant. He bent down slightly and pointed to the winner.

"Follow me with my feet."

To take a walk with someone, you have to be with you and accompany you step by step.

Instead of going out 50 meters,

you,

BIU!

Suddenly appeared behind or in front of yourself.

This is not called walking, this is called grazing.

Win hook continued to be silent.

Zhou Ze turned back and looked at the door of the old bookstore.

Listen to it, if I hear it.

Two plaques were washed away in the heavy rain,

Ugh,

I used to be a literary fan.

Xu was just "revived" at that time, there was always a sense of loneliness in the world.

Boss Zhou took a step forward and continued to move forward.

It is not clear whether it is reality or fictitious. The original surrounding things are fake, but now because of the win of the hook, it is not true.

Only knowing that it didn't take long, the cement road at the foot began to become muddy, and around it, there were also locust trees stretching their weird posture.

It's a pity that there is no such kind of set personnel who drilled in the big tree, otherwise boss Zhou said that he really had to stoop down to express their gratitude and worked hard.

However, these arrangements, after all, were blindly shown to the blind.

No less terrifying atmosphere, no more suspense bedding,

For the two people running side by side,

It doesn't make much sense.

Probably, for most people in this world, the two of them are the most terrifying existence in this world.

At least, the dead souls in **** must think so.

"I don't remember I've been here."

Zhou Ze said.

Win hook continued to be silent.

Zhou Ze reached out and patted the back of the hook,

"Hey, talk."

Win Hook turned his head and looked at Zhou Ze, his impatient expression already written in his eyes.

Most people who keep dogs at home will have a similar feeling,

I can get up early and go to walk you without falling asleep, it is already a great love and concession for you,

What more do you want?

"All right, all right."

Zhou Ze also gave up the idea of ​​letting Win Go with him to smoke and fart all the way.

In fact, in the light of time... In fact, on the premise that even this "day" is already dissatisfied, I want to give myself some more memories, but see the attitude of Tie Han Han...

Maybe for Tiehanhan, if he died, he would die.

If you have to come to some lyricism before death, come to the play of moving goose bumps,

Win the hook to choose to die early.

The muddy ground slowly changed back to the cement road, but the cement road underneath and the road surface in the city had a huge gap, and it was obviously rough.

Looking forward,

Don't know when,

A high wall,

Already appeared in front of the two.

The wall is very high, but it is not a city wall in hell, because there are searchlights above, and there are barbed wire grids at the upper edge.

These arrangements are not necessary in hell.

"There is no way." Zhou Ze sighed with emotion.

In fact, he really didn’t know what would happen below. It was just because of the excitement, and after Tiehanhan added a foot, how did this dream-like situation develop? Zhou Ze's grasp.

Win Hook stepped forward,

Raise your feet,

There is a tendency to kick the wall directly.

Zhou Ze reached out quickly, holding the winning hook, preventing him from doing so.

It's like a child going to an amusement park, always thinking about playing for a while and then going back. He has to do homework, go to school, and go to cram school. It's boring.

It's a while.

Immediately after,

In the eyes of Win Hook,

Zhou Ze started... climbing the wall.

Nails can be easily embedded in the wall, plus their physical fitness has long been unimaginable by ordinary people, so climbing the wall is more convenient than Spider-Man.

Crawling crawling,

Zhou Ze looked at his side and saw the win hook.

but,

The winning hook is not the same as Zhou Ze climbing the wall, but directly walked up, the body and the wall are at a 90-degree angle, and just walked up.

When he climbed over the wall and jumped in, Zhou Ze came to understand where this is, this is the prison.

If you remember correctly, it was still Tongcheng Prison. Lao Zhang also brought himself here.

The closest to me now is a one-story building that is not small in size, and should be a library in a prison.

"Hello, did I arrange it or did you arrange it?"

It’s just a distraction, and you disperse yourself into the prison. Is there such a distraction?

Win Hook shook his head slightly.

"I designed it myself? Is it random?"

The library door is unlocked.

When Zhou Ze pushed the door open,

Seeing the center of a row of desks neatly cleaned and cleaned very well,

A pen is erected.

That pen is like a dog ready to greet the owner home, and he is ready.

"I didn't think about it."

Zhou Ze was speechless.

Although the pen is quite cute, but he has no feelings for it, at least, not to wait for the special opinion to say goodbye before going to the execution ground tonight.

The pen floated up, made several turns in the air, and then galloped.

At last,

The pen stopped in front of Zhou Ze, back and forth, and kept going back and forth, as if to show it.

"Tumbling..."

People who reach out without making faces,

Zhou Ze still reached out and touched the pen.

"Hey, do you remember, if I had called out its name first, you might have swallowed me up."

For a while, the conflict between Zhou Ze and Ying Gou was not too small.

From Zhou Ze's perspective, he didn't ask himself to be like a half-faced person. Diao blew out of the world to stand on his own, at least he had to be himself.

At the time of winning the hook, I was very disgusted with the tendency of the dog to bully the owner.

Fortunately, at that time, in the face of the attack of the pen, Zhou Ze first shouted its name.

Perhaps the man who made the pen and named it had existed, but he did not expect that, in his time, the name was quite cool, and after a thousand years, it would be given a new meaning.

Thanks to that pen, when the winning hook was the most irritable, it helped Zhou Ze seal the winning hook. Otherwise, Zhou Ze felt that he still exists now, which is really hard to say.

However, the wink's gaze fell on this pen, and it seemed to fall into some kind of contemplation.

Zhou Ze took the pen in his hand and deliberately shook it in front of the winning hook, saying:

"Are you angry?"

Ying Gou looked at the pen and Zhou Ze again, but there was no slight emotion in his face, but his hands fell behind him, and he raised his head slightly.

Zhou Ze shrugged and loosened his pen.

Shabi flew to the front, drew a door, and actively helped Zhou Ze to open the door.

Zhou Ze entered the door,

It's still raining in the door,

Forward,

Then a pavilion appeared.

In the pavilion,

A man in white is sitting drinking

There is no food on the table, only wine, and the current wine and wine with rain, although it seems a bit shabby, but at least others have won the artistic conception.

Boss Zhou is different from Xiaoji Lingan,

He did not have the interest to deliberately check which dynasty was the last monarch.

In fact, at present, and the image that the last generation of the monarch has always presented, it is really the Wei and Jin dynasty. After all, at that time, the upper class people were desperately trying to force them to do everything;

Under the conditions of the same family background, whoever can pretend to be well-dressed and fresh and refined, whoever can be superior, will have a better future.

The last prince was obviously the master of it.

In the pavilion, beside the last Fujun, there are two little monkeys busy.

One is busy warming wine, and the other is busy grinding.

The man in white didn't seem to see Zhou Ze, or even if he saw it, he deliberately did not see it.

At least, not as before, please go in for drinking and eating meat.

Huh, it's really real.

The other party did not invite, and Zhou Ze was too lazy to move forward.

Looking back, the door that had just come in behind him was gone, and the abyss was at his feet.

At this time, I was standing on the top of Mount Tai.

To be honest, Zhou Ze is also unclear whether the Mount Tai in his soul has been taken back by the last man.

The original Taishan Mountain ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ helped me a lot.

Win the hook with one hand, Taishan with the other,

Anyone who wants to take advantage of himself or perform mental offensive means that boss Zhou welcomes with a smile.

Suddenly,

The mountain is foggy,

The mist came quickly and quickly and wrapped everything around.

Immediately after,

In the mist, there was an orange light.

"Dididi............dididi............"

The whistle of the car rang from all around.

The mist gradually faded.

This time,

It is back to the streets of the city.

just,

Just as Zhou Ze was going to continue to move forward and continue to live in peace, he found that there was a very uncoordinated feeling under the telephone pole in front of him.

Light and shadow, there, are distorted, and there is obviously nothing wrong, but it is very uncomfortable, like a white tablecloth, which is dotted with a drop of ink.

Zhou Ze stepped forward, squatted down, put his hand in that position.

"Wow............Wow.........Wow........."

Like, something creeping underneath.

Zhou Ze turned around, looking at the winning hook still standing beside him, and asked:

"This is an egg?"

Win Hook stepped forward and kicked over!

"boom!"

The kick is naturally not Zhou Ze, but an area below it.

"Wow!"

Like when making a movie, the green cloth was torn apart.

Zhou Ze saw half of his face sitting under the telephone pole.

Half of his face was blushing, and there was an elusive look on his face.

Especially the black footprints on the face are so clear.

"Oh, what about walking?"

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