Late Night Bookstore

Chapter 71 The Horrible Proposal

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When I took a taxi back to the bookstore, it was already twelve o'clock in the middle of 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, and it seems that it is indeed the case, even at this point, there are still customers.

Pushing open the glass door, Zhou Ze was somewhat disappointed that the dozen or so people sitting in the store were all living people.

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

Even in the period of the Three Emperors and Five Emperors, 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, as if they were telling a suspenseful horror story. atmosphere.

Bai Yingying sat 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 stretched out his hand 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 that there is something different about you. You were not like this when you left in the afternoon."

It has to be said that the female corpse is still very sensitive.

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

"You're back, so I'll go next door to play games?" Bai Yingying begged.

Zhou Ze nodded.

"The boss is the best."

Bai Yingying went to the noodle shop next door, and soon Xu Qinglang walked into the bookstore from the noodle shop, 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 not clear.

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

The people in the middle of the circle told a story about the revenge of a ghost baby, with many climaxes, the story was really good, and the people around were also very involved.

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

After the last story was told, the leading man took out a large white paper with something drawn on it, and then took out several pens.

Zhou Ze was a little far away, so he couldn't see clearly. Xu Qinglang turned his head and compared a mouth shape to Zhou Ze:

"Pen Fairy."

Pen Fairy is a kind of game of attracting ghosts, with a very mysterious color. It is said that playing this kind of game is easy to encounter misfortune and lead to the possession of the dead.

These people were all very excited. They all stretched out their hands and held long pens together. A man in a yellow coat with a bum seemed to be the leader. After everyone was ready, he spoke religiously Opened the mouth and said:

"Pen Xian Bi Xian, where are you, Bi Xian Bi Xian, where are you?"

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

The black-framed man continued:

"Pen Xian Bi Xian, can we meet ghosts tonight?"

Ten seconds after the voice fell,

The long pens that everyone held together began to move slowly.

Everyone held their breath.

In fact, if many people grab a pen together, as long as the nib is round enough, it will be easy to slide itself. If one of them is a little tricky, it will be even easier.

"Shua!"

The tip of the pen suddenly flicked,

It directly crossed the position where Zhou Ze was sitting.

Xu Qinglang opened his mouth slightly, shit luck?

Zhou Ze still sat firmly behind the counter, watching the situation with half-closed eyes.

Because of the movement of the pen tip, most people's eyes were squatting towards Zhou Ze.

"yes!"

The black-framed man pointed to the area where the pen tip was located.

There are two areas of "Yes" and "No", and the pen tip is just in the area of ​​"Yes".

"Okay, put your things away, let's set off together later, remember, after half an hour of action, everyone's mobile phones have been fully charged, and everyone must start video recording later, at least 20 minutes."

"good."

"Understood."

"Um."

The rest of the people packed up their things and left the bookstore. The black-framed man walked up to Zhou Ze's counter and said apologetically:

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

Zhou Ze shook his head.

"Boss, you are really courageous. When the little girl was here, I asked her if she could play pen fairy here. She agreed. But when you came back, I was really worried that you would blame us. This is tea money. Boss, you accept it."

The man handed over six hundred yuan.

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

"It's the building above your store. There are no merchants here. There was an arson case a while ago, and several people were burned to death. We are going to try our luck there tonight."

"Do you want to go to hell then?"

"I don't know, but people are always curious about the unknown

Yes, in fact, everyone gathered together with the mentality of pursuing excitement.

In terms of your usual social circle, it is difficult to find people with similar interests around you. Our club also provides you with an opportunity to communicate.

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

"Confession?"

"That's right. In fact, the rest of us are aware of what happened tonight. Only Ms. Liu doesn't know. Our association has been established for five years, and everyone has a good relationship, so everyone is 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 China five years ago. There are many clubs with this kind of hobbies in Japan. After returning to China, I found that everyone is too introverted, so basically the daily reading club or haunted house adventure. The activities are all organized by me.”

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

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

Zhou Ze took the business card in his hand.

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

Cui Yilang walked out of the bookstore. Xu Qinglang, who had been standing by the side and had been silent for a while, held his stomach and burst out laughing immediately:

"Hahaha, I'm suffocating, they really went to hell this time."

Xu Qinglang smiled and found that Zhou Ze was not smiling, so he reached out and beat 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.

"This... are you okay? You didn't use much effort?"

They just beat your chest with small fists.

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

"So exaggerated?" Xu Qinglang curled his lips, "Are you hungry, I'll get you... a bowl of fried rice with eggs?"

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

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

"That thing is delicious."

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

Zhou Ze shook his head,

One person, only one heart.

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

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

"Water spinach." Zhou Ze looked at Xu Qinglang and said seriously, "I suddenly want to eat that."

"Okay, I'll go buy some goods tomorrow."

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

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!

The old lady is about to eat chicken, the old lady's dog smashed the top three heads fifteen times! "

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

Zhou Ze felt that when she was soaked in a pig cage in the past, she probably didn't shout as much as she does now.

power cut,

Zhou Ze and Xu Qinglang also walked outside.

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

"Damn it, it's said that someone will come to overhaul it tomorrow. Old Zhou, this place is really bad. People don't bother to come and have a look after the power outage. Now it has become a place for hobbyists to explore haunted houses."

Xu Qinglang pointed to the high-rise window above the two of them, "How did they come up with it, to confess their love in that movie theater where someone died?"

"It's very romantic. In the horrifying environment and the sudden love, this kind of contrast is enough to fascinate people who like this."

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

Zhou Ze shook his head.

"You really look like you've been hollowed out, did you take that step 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 up.

"Hello,

It's useless for you to look at the sky,

Is this a guilty conscience?

Am I right? "

Seeing that Zhou Ze didn't answer, Xu Qinglang also raised his head,

look at the sky.

Then,

The two saw a person in 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 recognize in the night.

"Could it be possible to find someone to pretend to be a ghost to enhance the atmosphere?" Xu Qinglang exhaled a puff of smoke rings, "It was really fun..."

Xu Qinglang stopped talking.

Because he saw the white figure above fall down,

high speed,

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

"Snapped!"

A heavy muffled sound came out,

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

come out.

Zhou Ze felt his face turn cold,

Some blood stains splashed onto his cheeks.

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

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

A dead person...to save someone...to check the situation...

There was a look of struggle in Zhou Ze's eyes,

But his hand still trembled and pulled out the tissue,

Slowly and carefully wipe the few drops of blood,

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

"Do you still have a conscience, wipe your face there at this time!"

Zhou Ze was stunned for a moment,

yes,

Heart,

gone...

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