Chapter 138 Inertia!

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"Then what?"

Zhou Ze asked while drinking coffee.

Xu Qinglang was also listening to the story. Well, it was quite interesting to listen to as a late-night story.

As for tension and fear, etc.

Not to mention Xu Qinglang, even the old Taoist next to him was not scared at all.

In the words of a wise man,

Just scare the heck out of me.

I spent the whole day with a ghost and a zombie,

Have I ever been afraid?

Have I ever been timid?

I'm not afraid, I'm not timid,

I just,

From the heart.

"What else?" The young man was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "The other thing is that I woke up from a fright. It turned out to be a dream, but this dream seemed to be real, haha."

After the boy finished speaking, he yawned, then picked up the novel book he had taken off the shelf and read it. He seemed to have seen some interesting plot and laughed directly.

What a simple child,

I thought I was just having a dream,

Then you come to my bookstore in the middle of the night,

Is it sleepwalking?

Xu Qinglang also looked at Zhou Ze with some surprise, pointed at the boy, and then pointed at his brain.

Zhou Ze nodded,

The boy didn't know he was dead yet.

He thought he was still alive, but he had become a ghost and was wandering around long ago.

"Aren't you going to accept him?" Xu Qinglang asked, "Aren't you just one short?"

As soon as Xu Qinglang came down from the stairs, he saw Zhou Ze sitting opposite the boy, listening to the boy telling stories. He didn't think that Zhou Ze was worried about something evil in the school, so he kept the boy as a clue to prepare for heaven's salvation and rescue him. common people.

He knew very well that Boss Zhou was so hungry and thirsty for the last one percent these days.

"I can't accept it, his soul is not whole."

Zhou Ze shook his head, feeling helpless.

Xu Qinglang frowned, took a closer look at the boy, and then discovered some details. The boy's soul was incomplete, and the three souls had lost a few flavors. This was why the boy was so "innocent" after becoming a ghost, and he didn't know that he was already dead.

Even if there are so many illogical things around him, even if he is not at school but appears in the bookstore in the middle of the night,

He didn't feel anything was wrong at all, he still felt that he was still alive.

To put it simply, there is something wrong with his mind right now.

A very high-end...

Mentally retarded.

In fact, the first time Zhou Ze saw him, he opened the door to hell.

How did you die?

What grievances do you have?

Are you hungry? Thirsty or not?

He didn't ask anything. He didn't have time to listen to his beeping. He just planned to send him in so that he could become a regular employee. However, he couldn't send him in, which made Zhou Ze depressed and speechless for a while.

"Then, what are you going to do?" Xu Qinglang looked at Zhou Ze and reminded, "Can you remain indifferent to a ghost that can kill people?"

Xu Qinglang is right. Zhou Ze really can't remain indifferent to this matter. Although this is not the nonsense that Spider-Man's adoptive father told him in superhero movies, "With great power comes great responsibility," since Zhou Ze is here As a ghost, he has the responsibility to prevent ghosts from causing trouble in the area. If they do occur, they must be resolved as soon as possible.

Yinsi,

Everybody sees it.

"Go." Zhou Ze nodded, "Will you go with me?"

"No, I'm going to get a facial mask when I come down. I'll go up and take a beauty nap later."

Xu Qinglang was lying lazily on the sofa, with such tenderness that he could bend steel plates.

Sometimes Zhou Ze feels a little helpless towards Xu Qinglang. He is obviously very normal in that regard. After letting a woman sleep like a duck for a night, he still feels that it is a good job and left three thousand yuan on the bedside table.

It's enough to show that Xu Qinglang has no problem in that regard, but the way he sometimes behaves casually, Bai Yingying without makeup really can't compare to him.

Naturally charming,

Xu Qinglang was lucky enough to be born in modern times. If he had lived in ancient times, he would have been ravaged by emperors and nobles who had a common habit of cutting off their sleeves.

The old man immediately volunteered and took the car key from Zhou Ze, saying:

"Boss, Yingying is eating chicken up there. I don't have time. Pindao is here to accompany you. It is my responsibility as a righteous person to eliminate demons and protect the Tao."

In this way, Lao Dao drove the car, Zhou Ze sat in the passenger seat, and drove to Pingchao School.

The distance is actually quite far, it takes half an hour to drive.

This school is really big. At the entrance of the school is an archway with the words "Provincial Key Points Flat", then a guard booth, and then, even more exaggeratedly, there is a canal behind it. The school is on the other side of the canal, and there is a bridge here. , across the canal, belonging to the school, and there is a guard booth at the other end of the bridge.

Therefore, it is a bit impossible for students boarding here to skip school. There are two gatehouses guarding the gates. Only by swimming across the canal can they go to the outside neighborhoods and towns.

Relying on his sharp tongue, the old man directly deceived the doorman and said that his grandson had a heart attack inside and rushed in to check the situation. The doorman did not dare to delay and opened the door immediately. For someone who looked like he was not a student at first glance, the doorman did not care. Too much caution.

The car drove into the campus. Zhou Ze and Lao Dao got off the car and walked to the living area. It really looked like an independent town, with bathhouses, supermarkets, and many canteens.

The students are like chickens locked in cages on an assembly line and cannot even turn around. They drink water and eat regularly every day and then lay eggs.

When we got here, it was already close to midnight, and the lights in the dormitory building were basically turned off. Except for the dormitory teacher’s office on the ground floor, the lights were still on, and the other floors were all dark. They were obviously full of people, but they gave people A kind of eerie feeling like a ghost land.

"Boss, which building is haunted?"

"He said he lives in Building B." Zhou Ze pointed to a building in the diagonal direction, "It should be here."

"Which dormitory?" asked the old Taoist.

"Downstairs, I don't know which dormitory it is. Just go up and ask a random student where someone died."

"This is a good idea." The old Taoist said with an insincere flattery.

Oh shit,

Came out of the store without saying hello.

In the dormitory office on the ground floor of the dormitory, several men were sitting there chatting, with loud voices and laughter from time to time, as if they were talking about some dirty jokes.

Even when Zhou Ze and Lao Dao walked into the aisle, they didn't notice that the management here was indeed loose enough.

Or,

Is this called being loose on the outside and tight on the inside?

After going upstairs, the lights were all turned off. The old man randomly found a dormitory and knocked on the door. The students in the dormitory thought that the dormitory teacher had come, and the voices that had been spoken before suddenly became silent.

The old Taoist knocked a few more times.

A student wearing slippers came over and opened the door. When he saw Lao Dao and Zhou Ze, he was stunned for a moment. Apparently, he found that these two people were not the dormitory teachers.

"police."

The old man took out his wallet and shook it. It was all in vain, so he took it back just to show off.

"Which dormitory here just lost someone?" the old man asked.

The student was immediately confused.

What's going on?

At midnight, the police came and knocked on the door of the dormitory and asked where the dead person was.

"Dead?" The student looked at the old man in surprise.

"Yes, I'm asking you where the person died."

"When did you die?" the boy asked in surprise.

"Stop pretending!" Lao Dao took a step forward and scolded: "Did the school want to hide the information and tell you to shut it up? We are the police, and it is useless for you to lie to us.

If something goes wrong in the future, you will also be responsible. "

The student was completely stunned. He turned around and asked his roommate on the bed behind him: "Is there someone dead here?"

The roommates also started chattering, and everyone was confused.

What surprised the veteran the most was that these students seemed to be really baffled. It wasn't like they were pretending. This was high school, not a film school.

"Sun Qiu, which dormitory is Sun Qiu in?" Zhou Ze asked.

"Sun Qiu, he's in the room opposite."

The boy pointed to the dormitory door opposite and said.

"Okay, it's none of your business. Go back to bed and don't make any noise." Old Taoist said instructively.

Turning around, Lao Dao knocked on the door of the dormitory opposite.

Soon a boy wearing glasses came over and opened the dormitory door.

Lao Dao and Zhou Ze walked in directly. The boy who opened the door was a little confused.

"I remember he said his bed was the upper bunk by the window, right here?"

The old man pointed to the bed, and to his surprise, there was actually a person sleeping on the bed, covered with a quilt.

"What's going on? There's still someone sleeping in the place where someone just died?" The old man was a little surprised.

"who are you?"

A boy in the dormitory asked.

"Is Sun Qiu from this dormitory? How long has he been dead?" asked the old Taoist.

"Sun Qiu?" The boy was stunned for a moment, and then shouted: "Sun Qiu, wake up, someone is looking for you."

What?

The old Taoist turned around in shock,

immediately,

He saw the boy on the bunk lift the quilt, rubbed his eyes, then sat up, looked at Lao Dao and Zhou Ze, and asked:

"Who's looking for me?"

He looked very sleepy.

It's not a coincidence that they have the same name.

This look,

He clearly looked like the boy who was telling stories in the bookstore an hour ago!

The old Taoist's eyes widened.

what happened?

Isn’t the person already dead?

The ghosts have floated out, so who is this person lying on the bed?

At this time, Zhou Ze reached out and grabbed Sun Qiu's wrist. Sun Qiu frowned and did not yell, as if his reaction was a little slow.

Zhou Ze rolled up Sun Qiu's sleeves and shined a flashlight on his cell phone.

I only saw it on Sun Qiu’s arm,

It was densely covered with corpse spots!

This is not a living person,

This is a body that has been dead for a long time!

When the old man saw this scene, he was so frightened that he opened his mouth.

Zhou Ze calmly put down Sun Qiu's sleeves and said, "It's okay. You go to bed early and don't make trouble."

After saying that, Zhou Ze walked out of the dormitory.

The old Taoist immediately followed out and asked impatiently

Said: "Boss, what's going on? Is this person dead or not?"

"Dead." Zhou Ze replied.

"Then this..." The old man couldn't understand.

"Because of inertia." Zhou Ze replied.

"inertia?"

"Yes, inertia. In this school, students' daily life time is strictly arranged. When to get up, when to go to the classroom, when to go to the cafeteria to eat, when to go back to the dormitory, and when to turn off the lights are all fixed.

So, even if he died, the inertia brought by this long-term life allowed him to continue to maintain the state of "alive".

Because every day, for him, is almost the same.

Just like a small ball thrown from the track, it will continue to roll forward according to its inertia. He is like this now.

Didn't you notice?

His reaction has actually become very slow,

but none of his classmates and teachers around him noticed that

he was already dead. "

" So mysterious? "

" When I was a doctor, I also encountered several similar cases. The autopsy showed that the body had been dead for many days, but his colleagues or family members said that they saw him going to work and living as usual yesterday. "

" How could this be? "The old Taoist smacked his lips, unable to understand.

" An unchanging life, a fixed daily behavior pattern, is like an automated machine;

Is the driver alive or dead?

Is there any difference? "

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