Late Night Bookstore

Vol 3 Chapter 288: Pen nib dream!

there,

Boss Zhou is still struggling with the dead man in the mirror

Here

Witty, cute, clever and clever people have seen the clues!

She got up immediately, went upstairs, pushed open the door of the study directly, and began to find it on the desk.

The most likely place for a pen in a general family is in the study. Of course, you can also find it in the children’s bedroom, but since you live in a villa, does the child have a special study?

Bai Yingying was thinking while looking,

however,

The desk is very clean,

There is no pen in the drawer.

There have been suicides here, the police have come and went back and forth and cleaned it up, and anything valuable and suspected has been taken away as a crop certificate and sealed up.

and,

It’s actually a good time for this family to live in a villa to get a study. In this year, the number of pens used by people is not much. Most of the communication is done by typing on the keyboard, so Yingying puts the entire study up and down every corner. After turning it over, I found two fountain pens.

One of the pens was still bad and could not write.

Put two pens in front of you,

Yingying tilted her head,

Zuo Siyou thinks that being able to hide oss as a secret is the source of everything behind the scenes,

Will be reduced to such a lack of style.

"Fuck!"

Yingying pulled a little harder,

The two pens broke together.

Ugh,

Not you,

rest in peace.

Walking out of the study, Yingying found several rooms and found that the clothes, toys and stationery in the children's room were gone.

Biao Bang was lost in contemplation.

In fact, this is not difficult to understand. The mother took the two children together and committed suicide. The family members of both parties must have taken away the commemorable things such as the children’s clothes. This villa is also unoccupied, so it will naturally look very " Open and clean".

After a long search,

From the second floor to the first floor,

This time, I was more careful than before when I was looking for a boss. After all, there are not many places where a boss like this can be hidden.

But there are many places where you can hide your pens.

Come and go,

In addition to the two fountain pens in the study that have been separated,

Bai Yingying never found the third pen.

Sit back on the sofa,

Bai Yingying faced so many books on the coffee table,

Dazed.

The book is here,

Writing a book must be done with a pen,

The author and the group of people in the organization who specialize in writing reports are called pens,

But why can't I find it?

Pick up the book,

Turned over,

Looking at the print above,

Bai Yingying wondered whether this "pen" refers to a pen in the traditional sense, but a more modern alternative?

such as……

keyboard?

such as,

Laptop?

But I have just found it and found no such thing as a computer or a keyboard.

…………

"Hey, this is the time, can you not be so affectionate?"

Zhou Ze said looking at the mirror exactly like himself.

That one is still roaring,

Still roaring,

Still struggling,

It can be seen that

He's crazy!

perhaps,

One day,

Boss Zhou really solves this second consciousness in his own body by using his own IQ to force the other party to endure direct suicide.

"Xing Xing Xing..."

Zhou Ze spread his hands,

"I got it wrong?"

The man in the mirror is finally not crazy.

"You don't have that kind of joke idea,

what do you mean,

hair? "

Zhou Ze was lost in thought,

"Hairy things?

What leaves the hair?

Is there a monster here?

But I didn't feel enchanted. "

Zhou Ze's eyes in the mirror were dull,

like a statue,

Looking outside,

Subsequently,

He simply sat down.

th.

In fact, this is not to blame boss Zhou,

Normal people who can see that place immediately think of "pen",

Lying trough,

When you see that place, can you think of such elegant things as poetry?

Are you still a man?

The Yingying next door was able to think quickly because before that, she had a lot of books for the subconscious.

Boss Zhou did not,

He just dazed to fight this crazy woman,

Then nibbled the original pork ribs for a long time in the bathroom, which is not suitable for eating.

"How should I release you now?"

Zhou Ze began to change his mind.

If this one can be released,

Let him return to his body,

Then you can open the matchless,

Then all problems were solved,

You can go back to the bookstore and continue to live happily.

What a wonderful!

But the man in the mirror didn't move at all and was too lazy to take the look of Zhou Ze.

I don't know if there is any way,

Or he didn't want to go out at all.

"Don't be so negative, okay?" Zhou Ze patted the cracked mirror. "We can't give up hope."

The man in the mirror remained motionless.

Zhou Ze shook his head,

Forget it,

He simply pushed open the bathroom door,

Went out.

outside,

Total darkness!

Zhou Ze remembered that he turned on the light before, but when he came out again, the lights were all turned off.

And this kind of black is very thick and dark, as if a large truck of ink has been poured into it.

Instinctively,

Zhou Ze felt that something must have happened here.

"Wipe..."

A slight friction,

There is something wrong with the line connector.

Under such circumstances, this kind of voice suddenly appeared, not to mention that ordinary people couldn't stand it. Rao was Zhou Ze's ghost, and felt a little numb.

In front of terror,

Everyone is equal.

Ghost missions are not afraid of ghosts,

But the most terrifying thing in the world,

It's actually not a ghost.

"Snapped!"

Bright,

The TV in the living room is on.

The black and white snowflakes are constantly flashing. Although it brings light to this dark living room, this kind of light is really not as good as not.

………………

"Pen, where are you, where are you..."

Bai Yingying dragged her fragrant hands with both hands, looking very distressed.

in fact,

Bai Yingying is still very smart,

The entire bookstore,

Besides her, can you find the second person who can read Japanese?

Although I looked at the self-cultivation of the maid, it was also a Japanese book.

Reaching out, I opened the book in front of me again, saying that the author named Ersao had written many books, but Yingying was not very familiar with her, but she would smile every day when she cleaned the bookshelf.

In the past, Yingying had heard an old saying about a second sister-in-law of Northeast China,

There are also people like Mr. Qin, Mr. Zhou, and Mr. Ram, who, as they say, are all artists, are now experiencing life in prison and waiting to be released to create more grounded works.

Remember when I asked the old man why artists have to go to prison?

Lao Dao said that this was to get closer to life. Lao Dao also said that Lu Xun met his inmate Zhou Shuren when he was in prison. The two later became confidants.

Turning over,

The cover of a book attracted Yingying,

The cover is a pen,

A... fountain pen!

Very abrupt,

Also very monotonous,

It is simply to use a pen as the cover, nothing else.

The title of the book is called Pen Tip Nightmare, which is a ghost story at first glance.

I flipped through the introduction,

It's about a person who accidentally owns a magical pen. If you use this pen to write a story, things in the story will naturally happen in reality.

The first time he used this pen to write a horror story,

The story takes place in a villa,

at night,

Suddenly the power went out,

He went to the living room in disgrace and wanted to look at the electric meter.

But at this moment,

The TV in the living room,

In the state of power outage,

Suddenly opened by myself,

At first, only black and white snowflakes were flashing on the TV,

But next,

But something terrible happened...

"This introduction is well written."

Bai Yingying opened the first page subconsciously and looked at it,

Then think about it and close the book immediately,

Bang bang bang,

People came to find their boss,

Why sit here and read a book!

But it seems that I have to read this book to find the clues to the pen. I just searched up and down, but I couldn't find the pen.

At this point,

Bai Yingying can only continue to open the book and read it.

In the villa late at night,

A high school girl,

Sitting in a desolate, dusty living room,

Looking at a book,

Ghost story,

This is terrifying in itself!

But Yingying didn't feel anything at all,

This is nonsense,

She is a zombie in a cellar for two hundred years!

"The snowflakes of the TV began to disappear slowly~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I slowly backed away, because I instinctively felt that something might crawl out of the TV,

I didn't pay attention,

I stumbled and stumbled myself,

Sit directly on the sofa.

But my eyes continued to stare at this TV,

however,

What surprised me was that

Real horror,

From behind me..."

Yingying read it in a whisper while watching it.

……………

Snowflakes keep coming out of the TV,

Zhou Ze stared deadly at the TV,

Began to retreat slowly,

Zhou Ze, the fierce bell at midnight, has never seen it. Zhou Ze in his previous life was devoted to studying and working. He was not interested in such movies, and he was a doctor. He saw many dead people, and saw many miserable deaths. Horror movies are even less interesting.

this life……

I have become a ghost in my life. What's the point of watching ghost movies?

In order to save the poison of corpse, Xu Qinglang and Ying Ying watched the Lin Zhengying series together,

As a result, the sense of substitution was so strong that it was like watching Sister Ma.

But even if she hadn’t watched the fierce bell at midnight, Zhou Ze knew that the lovely and sweet girl named Sadako liked to get out of the TV.

Back,

And be alert,

There is always nothing wrong with pulling a safe distance away.

"boom!"

Zhou Ze's knee just touched the coffee table,

The whole person suddenly lost his balance and fell to the sofa,

But Zhou Ze’s eyes were still on the TV,