Late Night Bookstore

Money is old-fashioned, and he can spend as much as he wants. Zhou Ze has nothing to do with his beak, nor is he qualified to do anything with his beak.

After all, although the old man is his subordinate employee, he has never received a penny salary from himself. Sometimes he follows Zhou Ze on a "business trip", and the old man has to post some money himself.

Moreover, the white-eyed wolf or something, or is it worth worthy of this kind of discussion, too much talk with the old saying, it is useless.

He is a man who has lived to be seventy years old.

Three teachings and nine streams, what kind of people haven't met?

He is not the kind of old lady who mistakenly believes in the winning scam and wants to be cheap. Perhaps it is that he is really confused with Ding Jing in his heart.

When Lao Dao's remittance was over, Zhou Ze pushed Lao Dao's wheelchair and took him back to the bookstore. When Lao Dao passed the convenience store on the way, he bought some snacks for the monkey.

After returning to the bookstore, Zhou Ze washed and sterilized his hands, then put on his white coat, and gave the old and old Xu and Baiyingying one by one to check their physical conditions again. When these were done, it was already evening.

He took off his white coat, took a long breath, walked into the bathroom and washed his face.

Fear, when then fear.

On the night a week ago, I almost became a "lonely man". I had basically burned my last life. This life finally revived the rhythm, but the old man really made his life almost "from Start from scratch."

Feeling the irritation of cold water on his face, Zhou Ze shook his head and picked up a towel, ready to wipe his face.

But at this time, Zhou Ze saw a black shadow in the mirror, and the towel in Zhou Ze's hand fell instantly.

Turned around, there was no one behind him.

Looking back, the black shadow in the mirror disappeared.

It is not an illusion, nor is it an illusion. Zhou Ze is now confident in his "big heart". He is not weak enough to be like a bow and snake.

Pushing the door of the bathroom, people have not yet gone out, a familiar and old voice came from the bathroom:

"Are you looking for me?"

Zhou Ze did not look back this time, but turned sideways slightly, saying:

"Yes."

he,

Sure enough, he is not dead.

The one in his body was right, he was not dead,

He appeared again.

Zhou Ze was a little surprised in his heart. Originally, he thought that even the one in his body could not kill him completely, but at least he could ensure that he would not appear again in a short time. He really came back again, "Yingling is not gone".

Only this time, it seems a bit different.

That night, when facing this old man, he could clearly perceive the paranoid extreme exudation exuded from the other party. However, this time, the other party seemed a little too pure and pure, as if purified.

It was originally an old vinegar, but now it is a piece of water.

But the old man is an old man after all, his appearance is very mysterious, his experience is very mysterious, even his death is also very mysterious.

The one in his body can only leave a sentence "He is not dead" and sleep again, it is enough to prove his speciality, otherwise, with the characteristics of that person, it will definitely cut the grass.

He didn't care how much trouble he caused, even if he was still repairing, but the kind of Lao Tzu's most awesome S2 breath almost broke the table, no one is a bird at all, than the monkey in "Journey to the West" Do not understand life.

"You killed me, so I thought about coming to see you, but it's a bit strange. You don't seem to be surprised that I didn't die."

"You are really like brown sugar." Zhou Ze said helplessly.

"Oh." The old man smiled, and then his voice changed, from near to far.

Zhou Ze raised his head and saw the old man standing at the door of the bookstore. He seemed to be waiting for Zhou Ze.

Zhou Ze walked over and opened the door of the bookstore.

"I died long ago, and before you killed me, I was already dead." The old man said calmly.

He was still wearing a green coat, stepped on muddy liberation shoes, slightly cramped, with a kind of shyness and shyness on his face that seemed to be innate.

But this is an old man like this,

A week ago,

Almost killed everyone except Zhou Ze in the bookstore.

If Zhou Ze is just an ordinary ghost, it may not be possible to change all this.

Zhou Ze walked out of the bookstore.

"Forty-two years ago, I was dead."

"Seven or six years." Zhou Ze said.

"Yes, the year the turmoil ended."

The old man turned around and took two steps forward to a bus stop, followed by the people waiting for the bus to get off.

Zhou Ze looked back at the bookstore. He was hesitating whether it was a time to move away from the mountain.

But after a while, Zhou Ze walked along.

This time, the appearance of the old man gave him a very different feeling, and he didn’t need to adjust the tiger away from the mountain, and he could suddenly appear in the bathroom where he was, which means that if the old man really still has "killing" If you are capable, if you are in a bookstore or not, Xu Qinglang and Bai Yingying can't get any guarantee of safety.

Some things need to be understood after all, and they must be understood.

It is impossible for Zhou Ze to live the days of the detective in the future. Everyone in the bookstore must eat, live and stay together, and cannot be separated, otherwise the murderer may be given an opportunity.

Life like that is too tiring,

And it's not realistic.

A bus stopped, some people got off, but more people got on the bus, here is South Street, is the city center, the flow of people is already large, especially now still stuck in the node of get off work, especially so.

The old man turned around, glanced at Zhou Ze, smiled, and got in the car.

Zhou Ze also got into the car with him, lost two coins in, and walked in. His eyes were fixed on the old man. He wanted to know what medicine was sold in this old man's gourd.

There were many people in the car, and Zhou Ze stood just like the old man.

"That night, I lost. The one in your body is too powerful." The old man said peacefully, as if he could fully afford it and put it down.

"But... no matter how powerful you are, you can't kill me." The old man said, but in his words, he didn't have any pride, calmly as if he was just stating a fact.

It’s not like being alone,

It really doesn't look like a person.

The old man who likes to talk about reason, likes to prove himself, and likes to put himself at the commanding heights of everything,

At this moment, this one, and the one who appeared a week ago,

It looks like two people.

"What the **** are you?"

Zhou Ze did not ask who he was, but what he was.

Obviously, Zhou Ze discovered some anomalies, and also seemed to understand something,

Old man,

It doesn't seem to be alone.

"What the **** am I?" The old man pointed his finger at himself. "I am something that has been dead, but still exists.

My appearance was an accident. I accidentally forgot how I appeared.

My ending has been many times, including the last one in your hands. After too many times, I have forgotten when the real end is.

Not to show off, not to show off, I am tired myself, but every time I die, I can come back again, and sooner or later.

of course,

Maybe the next time you come back, it will not be what it is now. "

The bus stopped at the next stop, and a group of people came up.

An old lady about 60 years old got in the car, walked in, and stopped in front of Zhou Ze.

The car continued to start, and the carriage began to shake.

"You let go, let me sit down, my legs are sore."

The old lady standing in front of Zhou Ze pointed to the girl in front of her and said.

The girl seemed to hear it, but she kept her eyes closed before. When the old lady walked by, she kept her eyes closed. She didn’t want to give up the seat, but felt that it was not good to give the old man a seat, so she pretended not to see it.

There was a plastic bag next to the girl, which should be the work clothes of the salesperson in the nearby shopping mall. She should be standing back from get off work for a day, and she was also very tired.

"Hey, how about talking to you?"

The old lady stretched her hand and pulled the girl's hair.

The girl opened her eyes, somewhat inexplicably, she didn't seem to expect the old lady to be so direct.

"Do you understand what is politeness?

Do you understand what it means to respect the elderly and love the young?

I'm so old, and come to you, you still can't see it in pretend sleepwear, is it interesting?

You don’t have an old man,

Didn't your family teach you how to be a man when you were a kid? "

The girl's face turned red suddenly, but she stood up, stood up, and gave way.

The old lady looked like a **** that had won a fight, sat down with her head held up, and began to knead her calf~www.wuxiaspot.com~ But her mouth still didn't:

"I'm educating you for your parents and how to be a man.

You haven't gotten married yet, I can help you to teach you later.

Young people now,

One by one doesn't understand what it means to be polite, or what it means to respect the elderly and love children, how can this society get this way? "

Many people in the car cast their eyes, and the girl standing next to her face flushed more red.

When the bus arrived at the next stop, the girl fled out of the car as if she were running away. Her eyes were flushed, and she was obviously restraining her urge to cry.

"Ah."

Seeing the girl get out of the car, the old lady seemed to haven't been addicted yet. She felt quite disappointed.

The bus started again,

Zhou Ze suddenly found that the old man was gone. Where did he go?

Zhou Ze swears that he had been staring at the old man just now, but his man seemed to disappear in an instant.

He hasn't finished speaking,

It's over to deceive yourself into the bus?

Without a head,

What is he going to say.

"Hey."

The old man's voice sounded.

Zhou Zexun looked through the sound card and found that it was from the old lady.

At this moment,

The old woman turned her face and looked out of the car window.

And her sparse hair fluttered away,

The wrinkled face of the old man appeared on the back of the head,

The old man is laughing,

Exposed a bit of old yellow teeth,

He smiled happily,

Laughed heartily,

At the same time:

"Now I know,

Why am I dead but not yet? "

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