Chapter 71: Proposal

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When I took a taxi back to the bookstore, it was already twelve o'clock in the night. The door of the bookstore was still open and there were many people inside.

Zhou Ze remembered that Xu Qinglang called him before and said that the business in the store was very good tonight. It seemed to be true. At this hour, there were still customers.

Pushing open the glass door, Zhou Ze was a little disappointed to see that the more than ten people sitting in the store were all alive.

What happened to Director Zhao last time was a special case. This time, it’s impossible for more than ten people to be special cases, right?

Even during the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors period, the folk customs, oh no, the ghost customs were not so simple.

They sat together in a circle, with one person standing in the middle, telling a story, and the others were listening carefully. It seemed that they were telling a suspenseful horror story. The narrator also used cadences and some body language to create as much excitement as possible. Atmosphere.

Bai Yingying was sitting behind the counter, playing with her mobile phone.

When Zhou Ze came back, Bai Yingying stood up and poured Zhou Ze a glass of water.

Zhou Ze sat down and subconsciously reached out to cover his chest. Although it was covered by clothes, at least for now, that area was empty.

"Boss, what's wrong with you?" Bai Yingying asked strangely.

"Huh?" Zhou Ze looked at Bai Yingying.

"I always feel like there's something different about you. You weren't like this when you left in the afternoon."

I have to say that female corpses are still very sensitive.

"It's okay." Zhou Ze didn't want to talk now.

"When you came back, I went to play games next door?" Bai Yingying pleaded.

Zhou Ze nodded.

"The boss is the best."

Bai Yingying went to the noodle shop next door. Soon, Xu Qinglang walked from the noodle shop into the bookstore, came to the counter, handed Zhou Ze a cigarette, and asked:

"Is this a tea party?"

Zhou Ze shook his head, indicating that he was unclear.

"Hey, it sounds like you're telling a ghost story." Xu Qinglang became interested and actually found a plastic bench to sit on.

The people in the circle were telling a story about the revenge of a ghost baby. It was a story that had many twists and turns. The story was really good, and the people around were also very engaged in listening to it.

Slowly, Zhou Ze also understood that this should be a "club", an organization similar to a reading club or a cycling club that gathers together because of a certain hobby.

After telling the last story, the leading man took out a large piece of white paper with some drawings on it, and then took out several pens.

Zhou Ze was a little far away and could not see clearly. Xu Qinglang turned his head and compared his mouth shape to Zhou Ze:

"Pen Fairy."

Pen Xian is a kind of ghost-calling game with a very mysterious color. It is said that playing this game is easy to encounter misfortune and lead to the possession of dead souls.

Each of these people was very excited. They all stretched out their hands and held the long pen together. A man wearing a yellow Nizi coat seemed to be the leader. After everyone was ready, he devoutly He opened his mouth and said:

"Bixian, Bixian, where are you? Bixian, Bixian, where are you."

The pen still didn't move, but the bookstore suddenly became quiet.

The black-framed man continued:

"Bixian Bixian, can we encounter a ghost tonight?"

Ten seconds after the words fell,

The long pen that everyone was holding began to move slowly.

Everyone held their breath.

In fact, if many people grab a pen together, as long as the pen tip is round enough, it will slide easily. If one of them makes a slight mistake, it will be even easier.

"Uh-huh!"

The pen tip suddenly trembled,

Directly across the position where Zhou Ze was sitting.

Xu Qinglang opened his mouth slightly, shit luck?

Zhou Ze was still sitting firmly behind the counter, looking at the situation here with half-squinted eyes.

Because of the movement of the pen tip, most people's eyes turned towards Zhou Ze, who was squatting there.

"yes!"

The man with the black frame said, pointing to the area where the pen tip was.

There are two areas: "Yes" and "No". At this time, the pen tip is just in the "Yes" area.

"Okay, put your things away and we'll set off together later. Remember, the operation will take half an hour and everyone's phones should be charged. Everyone must turn on video recording for at least twenty minutes."

"good."

"Understood."

"Um."

The others packed up their things and left the bookstore. The man with the black frame walked to Zhou Ze's counter and said apologetically:

"Sorry boss, we are members of the Horror Story Lovers Association. We have nothing to do but explore supernatural events. Didn't it scare you?"

Zhou Ze shook his head.

"Boss, you are so brave. When the little girl was here, I asked her if she could play Pen Fairy here and she was right. But you came back. I was really worried that you would blame us. This is tea money. Boss, take it."

The man handed over a hundred dollars.

Zhou Ze took the money and asked, "Where are you going later?"

"It's the building above your store. There have been no merchants here for a long time. There was an arson case a while ago and several people were burned to death. We plan to try our luck there tonight."

"Do you really want to see a ghost?"

"I don't know, but people are always curious about the unknown. In fact, everyone gathers together with the mentality of pursuing excitement.

of.

In our usual social circle, it is difficult to find people with similar interests around us. Our club also provides everyone with an opportunity to communicate.

Moreover, I have made arrangements in advance tonight. I have already arranged things in advance at the cinema that was set on fire during the day. Tonight, Mr. Chen from our club will confess his love to Miss Liu. "

"Confession?"

"Yes, actually, the rest of us know what happened tonight. Only Miss Liu doesn't know. Our club has been established for five years, and everyone has a good relationship, so everyone is very willing to help."

"Are you Japanese?" Zhou Ze asked, looking at the man in the black frame.

"Yes, I am an overseas Chinese in Japan. I returned to Japan five years ago. There are many clubs with this kind of hobby in Japan. After I returned home, I found that everyone was too introverted, so basically there were daily reading groups or haunted house adventures. I organize all the activities.”

The man patted his forehead and handed over his business card.

"My name is Cui Yilang, please give me your advice."

Zhou Ze took the business card from his hand.

"Then let's organize the event first. Thank you again, boss, for your hospitality."

Cui Yilang walked out of the bookstore. Xu Qinglang, who had been standing silently by the side, covered his stomach and burst into laughter:

"Hahaha, I'm so suffocated. They really saw a ghost this time."

Xu Qinglang smiled and found that Zhou Ze was no longer smiling. He stretched out his hand and punched Zhou Ze's chest and asked:

"Isn't it funny?"

Zhou Ze immediately bent down and covered his chest where he had just been hammered with one hand.

"Are you okay? You didn't use much strength?"

They just hit your chest with small fists.

"No." Zhou Ze stretched out his hand to signal Xu Qinglang not to come close, and said at the same time: "I just laughed so hard that my heart hurt."

"Is that an exaggeration?" Xu Qinglang curled his lips, "Are you hungry? I'll get you...a bowl of egg fried rice?"

"I'm not hungry, I've eaten."

"Have you ever eaten outside?" Xu Qinglang asked curiously, "Aren't you used to eating outside food?"

"That thing is delicious."

"What kind of dish is it? If you can eat it, I will buy some tomorrow and cook it for you?"

Zhou Ze shook his head,

A person has only one heart.

Zhou Ze couldn't get out a basket, so he left it to Xu Qinglang to "fry, fry, boil, and steam".

"Then what do you want to eat recently?" Xu Qinglang asked.

"Wag spinach." Zhou Ze looked at Xu Qinglang and said seriously: "I've been craving for that lately."

"Okay, I'll go restock tomorrow."

At this moment, the lights in the bookstore suddenly went out.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,, finals finals, destiny circles!"

I'm about to eat the chicken. My dog ​​will hit the head of the top three dogs fifteen times! "

Bai Yingying rushed out of the noodle shop and stood outside wailing loudly.

Zhou Ze felt that when she was dipped into the pig cage in the past, she probably didn't scream as fiercely as she does now.

power cut,

Zhou Ze and Xu Qinglang also walked outside.

Xu Qinglang made a call, then put down the phone and said helplessly:

"What a fool. They said someone will come to check it out tomorrow. Lao Zhou, this place is really in trouble. People are too lazy to come over to check it out when the power goes out. Now it has become a place for hobbyists to go on a haunted house adventure."

Xu Qinglang pointed to the window of the high-rise building above the two of them, "How did they expect to express their love in that movie theater where people have died?"

"It's very romantic. In the thrilling environment and the suddenness of love, this contrast is enough to be intoxicating for those who like this kind of food."

"Why do you make people feel weird when you speak today?" Xu Qinglang looked at Zhou Ze.

Zhou Ze shook his head.

"You really feel like you've been hollowed out. What step have you taken to find your wife today?" Xu Qinglang asked cautiously.

"Thinking too much."

But the word "hollowing out" made Zhou Ze's eyelids tremble slightly, and Xu Qinglang caught this detail.

Zhou Ze raised his head and looked upward.

"Hello,

It's no use looking at the sky.

Is this a guilty conscience?

Did I really say that? "

Seeing Zhou Ze didn't reply, Xu Qinglang also raised his head.

Look at the sky.

Then,

The two saw what seemed to be a person wearing white clothes standing at the glass window on the fifth floor.

Because of the power outage, there was no light around, but the moon was very bright today, and the color of the other party's clothes was easy to distinguish in the night.

"Is it possible to find someone to pretend to be a ghost to enhance the atmosphere?" Xu Qinglang blew out a smoke ring, "It's really fun..."

Xu Qinglang stopped talking.

Because he saw the white figure falling down from above,

high speed,

And he fell directly less than ten meters away from himself and Zhou Ze.

"Snapped!"

A heavy muffled sound came out,

A person fell face up to the ground, motionless, and blood slowly spread out from under her body.

Zhou Ze felt a chill on his face,

Some blood stains splashed on his cheeks.

Xu Qinglang immediately ran over to check the situation of the fallen person.

But Zhou Ze reached out and took out a napkin from his pocket, intending to wipe off the blood stains on his face first.

Someone is dead... We need to save people... We need to check the situation...

Zhou Ze's eyes showed a look of struggle,

But his hands still trembled and he took out the tissue,

Slowly and carefully wipe the few drops of blood stains,

"Hey, come and see if there is still a chance of rescue!" Xu Qinglang raised his head and shouted to Zhou Ze, and then when he saw Zhou Ze standing there wiping his face without taking a step, he shouted directly:

"Do you still have a conscience? Why are you wiping your face at this time!"

Zhou Ze was stunned for a moment,

Yes,

Heart,

It's gone...

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