Chapter 145 Blood and Conventions

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It was almost dawn, which meant that Zhou Ze and Lao Dao were actually on this side of the lawn, standing still and maintaining this movement for a long, long time.

Fortunately, at this time, there were basically no people walking around in the dormitory building, and no one noticed that there were still two people standing there foolishly.

Otherwise, if there is any unexpected painting, there is no way to take care of it at all, just like the reason why Tieguai Li died possessing the body of the beggar is because his physical body encountered an accident when he wandered out.

The old man got into the car, took out the Dieda wine in the car, and rubbed his knees. At this time, he was already a little messy. The illusion before and the reality now, the two inseparable feelings of truth and falsehood kept coming. Harassing him, he didn't know where the pain was real and where the pain was fake.

It's like when a person has just landed after swimming, he always feels a little uncomfortable with gravity.

Zhou Ze also sat in the co-pilot seat, and in front of him was the notebook.

The cover of the notebook is blue, very low-key and ordinary.

"Boss, what the hell is going on here? How can it become like that by looking at a notebook?"

The old man has always been curious about this. For some unknown reason, a memory of him and his boss entering the school was erased, and then he directly entered Block B.

In fact,

Block b does not exist,

The dormitory teacher inside also does not exist, the half-length boy, Zhao Baogang who walks on his head, the aunt who adds boiling water to the thermos, etc., actually do not exist.

But that kind of non-existent but extremely real feeling, the subconscious inertia of "seamless connection", is really terrifying.

"Have you heard of "Painted Wall"?" Zhou Ze asked.

"I've seen the movie." The old man replied.

"It's a story in "Strange Tales from a Liaozhai Studio." Zhou Ze tilted his head on the armchair, "It's almost the same thing, but in that story, people entered the world of murals, and this time, we It is to enter the world in this notebook. If you guessed correctly, there should be some pen drawings in the notebook, and everything we saw in that dormitory building was drawn in it."

"Is it that exaggerated?"

"There is only one question now, what the hell is that Sun Qiu?"

If Zhou Ze hadn't realized Sun Qiu's problem at this time, he would have been in vain.

From when that guy entered the bookstore to tell the story, to when he and Lao Dao entered Pingchao Middle School and were guided by a black cat to find this notebook, the whole thing was actually intertwined.

Someone is guiding and manipulating behind the scenes, as if they are waiting for all this to happen.

This feeling makes people very uncomfortable. Normal people don't want to be other people's marionettes.

And the scene of the girl in the corridor deep in the corridor that he saw when he "closed" the notebook reminded him of the little girl in Sancun Village again.

Bai Yingying was directly knocked down by the other party, and started playing with bondage.

Before, Zhou Ze thought that the other party was some kind of expert who could never see the beginning and end, and did good deeds without leaving a name, but who knew, she was actually not that simple.

In fact, Zhou Ze can guess some of the intentions of the six pen drawings found in the dormitory, especially the one about the old man.

Paintings, like movies, are all fake, and they are not considered to exist in the strict sense. The pictures and characters in the paintings can naturally be unrestrained.

For example, the dormitory building can be curved, for example, one after another ghosts appearing inside, you don’t need to say any reason, but the fake is fake after all, how to make it real?

Let a living person die inside, and let a real living person die in a fake world. From point to point, it can make the originally fake things have the ability to affect reality.

Just like some financing scams, their gimmicks and all the publicity are basically fake, but they can attract financing in reality and defraud a huge amount of money. In the end, it doesn’t matter whether it is true or not. It has successfully stirred wind and rain in reality.

And because I am a "dead person" and not a living person, the protagonist of that painting has become an old man.

Zhou Ze stretched out his hand and rubbed the center of his brow. To be honest, this matter is a bit out of order, and it's not good to be stared at and calculated.

"Meow!"

When a cat meowed, the old Daoist who was sitting in the driver's cab, who was rubbing medicinal wine, froze for a moment, and quickly looked out the window. On the overpass not far away, there was a black cat crouching there, with eyes like sapphires, looking over here.

"Mother, this cat has come out again."

The old man is more sensitive to things like cats. He recalled now that the reason why he proposed to catch the black cat was because his previous boss had a white cat by his side, and he felt that if Zhou Ze had a black cat with him, it would be effective. Lift up the b grid.

Zhou Ze got out of the car and looked over there, still holding the notebook in his hand. On the back of the notebook, there was a sticker of a black cat's head.

The black cat was nearly 100 meters away from Zhou Ze. It licked its paws, and it seemed that it was a little bit unfinished. Just now, it was really only a little bit close to being able to make fun of the old way.

Zhou Ze didn't run to catch the cat, and he didn't bother to play hide-and-seek with it. He took out the lighter, lit the flame, and put the lower end of the notebook on it.

Fuck your calculations,

I'm going to catch fire!

The black cat was stunned for a moment. It seemed that it did not expect Zhou Ze to have such a reaction. It tensed up immediately, and then jumped over. The black figure almost flew up on the cement road, and rushed towards Zhou Ze.

really,

Is this black cat similar to the spirit of this notebook?

"Buzz!"

The nails on Zhou Ze's left hand grew out, and he grabbed the black cat that was pounced on him.

"puff!"

The black cat was blown away by Zhou Ze and landed on the ground. Its body began to become unreal, and it looked very uncomfortable. It was much weaker than Zhou Ze expected.

"Hey, are you really going to burn it?"

A girl's voice came from behind Zhou Ze. Zhou Ze turned around and saw a little girl sitting on the roof of his car with her feet dangling, as if watching a play.

She was just watching the play, from beginning to end, watching it all the time.

The old man stuck his head out of the car, and before he could look up, a foot stepped on him.

"Ah, it hurts!"

The old man shrank his head back in pain.

It's really old-fashioned. The girl is sitting in the car and her feet are dangling. If you stick your head out and look up, won't you be gone?

"Who are you?" Zhou Ze asked.

"I'm just passing by, and I'm leaving Tongcheng soon, I just want to remind you that this notebook is much more precious than you imagined, it's just polluted now, it was taken by accident A student who can draw picked it up and drew so many ghost stories about the dormitory on it.

Coupled with the infusion of resentment and negative emotions from the students of this school, it will become like that.

But its function is actually much higher than this, and its function is definitely not limited to vr glasses. "

"Why should I trust you?" Zhou Ze asked.

The little girl jumped out of the car and walked up to Zhou Ze.

half a smile,

His eyes are like stars, and he is completely different from the silly little girl from the three villages when he walked to his bookstore before.

"Hey, it's really fun, you look like this, it's really fun."

The little girl reached out, wanting to touch Zhou Ze's face.

Zhou Ze narrowed his eyes slightly, but he didn't resist or refuse.

Her palm was very cold and cold, to be honest, it was not very comfortable.

The little girl touched it, raised her head, and let out a long sigh of relief, "Do you know, this is a magic weapon of a judge, a yin and yang book of fallen appearance."

Zhou Ze shook his head, indicating that he didn't know.

He is still a temporary worker,

After becoming a full-time employee, you can be regarded as a genuine ghost agent, and then you have to wait until the arrest of the head, then the patrol inspection, and then the judge.

It can be said that the current level of "judge" is too far away for Zhou Ze.

"Without the influence of me isolating this booklet and only keeping it confined to a dormitory building, you say, how long would it take you to realize that what you are looking at is actually a painting? The place where you are, is actually all fake?"

The little girl seemed to be talking to herself,

"I'm leaving. The ring from last time and the notebook this time are my gifts to you. You should keep them well. They should be useful in the future."

The little girl stretched out her hand and grabbed it forward. The black cat that was just thrown away by Zhou Ze turned into a black light and flew into the girl's palm, and then the little girl sent it into the notebook.

At the same time, Sun Qiu who had been reading in the study room disappeared instantly, and the book he was holding fell to the ground.

"Put it away, this thing, although it is badly damaged now, is still somewhat useful, later, you can even catch some ghosts in it.

For example, Yan·Ghost and so on, and then you can go in and have a look when you think about it. In terms of experience, it is absolutely full of the current vr adult technology. "

The little girl withdrew her hand and looked at Zhou Ze carefully again.

"I'm going to go down. I'll come up next time. It's difficult. You can keep a low profile as much as possible. Of course, there's no need to wrong yourself. Forget it. Anyway, after your last life, you seem to be used to it."

"You know me?" Zhou Ze asked.

"Hmm, do you still think that the you in your previous life is the real you?" the little girl asked back.

"If you want to tell me about your past life, it's too cliche and bloody." Zhou Ze said.

"Then let me tell you a more bloody story. I do know you from a previous life." The little girl blinked, looked at Zhou Ze,

"Then, you raped me."

"..." Zhou Ze.

"How about it, dog blood?"

Zhou Ze nodded.

"You were so young back then?" Zhou Ze asked.

He wanted to know if he was such a beast in his previous life.

The little girl bent over laughing,

and then slowly began to grow,

A thin layer of black mist enveloped her,

It was hard to see her face clearly, but she did look like an adult woman.

Zhou Ze felt a little more comfortable.

fine,

Not so beastly.

However,

What Zhou Ze couldn't see was that the woman's face in the black fog was the face of an old woman wrinkled so chillingly.

The old woman was wearing a dark golden robe and a rosy crown, with countless graces, but that face did not match her figure and temperament very well. It was like an extremely perfect work of art. Being ruined is the same as being distorted.

"I'll wait for you, I'll wait for you slowly, I'll wait for you to climb up step by step, until the day when you return to the underworld to be sealed, and when you can remember some things from your previous life."

"Don't do that, you'll make me feel like I'm on the wrong set, we're not shooting "Legend of Sword and Fairy"."

"At that time, I will torture and kill you again, and personally put you into the animal realm, only then will I have the pleasure of revenge.

Your growth is really too slow, so slow that I can't stand it anymore, I can only show you a few good things to make you gain weight quickly. "

"..." Zhou Ze.

Suddenly, I felt that it would be better to simply go to the wrong set than it is now.

"Hehehe..."

The woman's figure and the surrounding black mist dissipated in an instant, sinking into the ground.

she left,

Walked very simply.

The car door was opened, and the old man with a clear footprint on his face came out rubbing his own face,

Facing the position where the woman disappeared, he snorted dissatisfiedly:

"Oh, woman."

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