Late Night Bookstore

Just put your hand in urine,

Shivering slightly.

Lao Tao now regrets why he has to abstain from work and drink in the bookstore. It is not a very good and noble cause to serve the ghost wholeheartedly!

What wine to drink!

Lao Dao is not an ordinary person. Although he can’t compare Xu Qinglang, he doesn’t have any Taoism at all. He is just a magic stick with food and drink. I have seen a lot of things.

The faint fluorescent light on the intern's teeth is like a devil's smile in the dark night. It makes people panic. The faucet that has just been drained seems to be unscrewed again, and it may drip.

Lao Tao previously asked him to sprinkle phosphor on the body, and the intern also replied that he did.

Then fluorescent powder appeared on his teeth, and this association directly made people tremble.

The old man didn't go silly to ask: yo, you still have a feeling, brush your teeth with fluorescent toothpaste.

"what happened?"

The intern looked at Lao Dao and stared at himself, and asked suspiciously.

The old man suddenly covered his stomach and apologized: "I'm sorry, my stomach suddenly hurts, it's estimated that I have eaten a bad stomach recently."

"I'll take you to the hospital, anyway, I'm not far from here in the hospital." The trainee helped the old man, wondering: "How are you shaking?"

"Mum, the liver hurts, it's hardened and hardened. I have to go back to take medicine, otherwise I will have a cerebral hemorrhage and stroke, and my heart disease will get up."

The old way is full of nonsense, in short, one sentence, I want to withdraw!

Even if he had any other terminal illnesses, he had to withdraw. This world is too dangerous, or the bookstore is safe. Now, the old man suddenly feels how safe it is for Zhou Ze to be lazy in the sun, and Miss Tang Every cold speech gives people great comfort!

"I'll take you back," the trainee said.

"No, you're tired too, it's time to rest. You go back to rest, and you have to go to work tomorrow? That's sloppy, you have to cure and save people."

The old man said that without waiting for the intern to reply, he broke free from the other person's support and ran towards the bookstore.

Under the street light, the old road looked back while running, fearing that the intern would suddenly chase over, but the other side had been standing in the black alley that booed before the two, and did not move.

And that cluster of bright fluorescent lights has been looming there, as if the other party is standing there, smiling at the running self.

He ran to the bookstore in one breath, and the old man pushed open the door of the store, kneeling directly on the ground, gasping for gasps. He ran back with the energy of feeding, already sweating heavily, half hot. , Half are scared.

Zhou Ze was sitting behind the bar and sorting out the cabinets. He looked back at Lao Tao and smiled, saying:

"what happened?"

"Boss, do you know what I just saw, that goods, that goods reflect the teeth!"

There is an old saying about the process of things, dancing and dancing, saying that he was freed from the devil's hand, and after a fierce fighting, the landslides turned back and forth, and the sun and the moon changed color!

Really, horror!

But Zhou Ze was still calm, and continued to do what he was doing as if he were okay.

After he finished speaking, the old man took the water on the table and sipped it out, calming his inner confusion, and asked, "Boss, why don't you feel anything at all?"

"Maybe people just play a prank with you."

"Mischievous?" The old man cried, "What if it wasn't it?"

"Then there is a bit of corpse eating, it's not a big deal, you can go to the police, as if there is a crime called corpse destruction, you can eat the lawsuit."

"And then?" Lao Tao continued to ask.

"Then what?"

"Boss, what are you going to do?" The old man wondered.

"Do I need to do anything?" Zhou Ze asked back.

"........." The old one.

"Don't you come back safely, and there was nothing unexpected, let alone, if it was he who actually ate the body, did he deliberately sprinkle fluorescent powder and then eat the body?

Is he stupid? "

"Boss, believe it or not, I don't think it's a joke." Lao Dao said very seriously. "I think we should not sit back and watch for the sake of social peace. If he is really a corpse eater, he is in the hospital now. It’s okay to eat the corpse secretly, what should I do if I can’t get the corpse later and want to eat it? Who can guarantee that he won’t do anything worse in the future.”

Zhou Ze heard the words and nodded. It seemed that the old saying was very reasonable. Then he reached out and patted on the head of the little monkey beside him, saying:

"Then you take the monkey brother to demons and demons, and return to the world a big and powerful world."

The little monkey was not aware of it, but seemed to be encouraged, waving the plastic toy hammer in his hand diligently.

"Squeak!"

The old-fashioned old face collapsed directly, sitting in the chair next to it, obviously still a little shocked.

After a while, Lao Tao raised his head, glanced at Zhou Ze, and found that he was preparing some snacks and small wine. He was curious and said, "Boss, are you preparing supper?"

"Tribute."

"Tribute? Qingming has passed, go to the grave?"

"Ok."

"To whom?"

"give me."

"This…………"

"Today is my birthday." Zhou Ze explained.

Dao slightly stunned, always felt that a "big living man" said in front of himself that he wanted to make a confession to himself, there was a deep sense of disobedience, but also to make a life for himself.

Zhou Ze packed his things, carried it in a shoulder bag, and walked out of the bar.

"Boss, why don't I go with you." Lao Dao said diligently, "You don't have a driver's license."

Zhou Ze hesitated and nodded.

In case of encountering a traffic policeman while driving, it is indeed troublesome to have no driver's license.

The old man drove out Xu Qinglang's Nissan and took Zhou Ze to the cemetery park.

The cemetery park has been closed, but the railings here are not high, and you can enter after a little flip.

The old man understands why Zhou Ze came at night. Only at night, when no one is around, can you feel that feeling.

In the cemetery, tombstones are lined up neatly, and many people's lives have been drawn to the end here in the end.

At night, there were whispers in the cemetery, as if someone was talking there.

Lao Tao initially thought that he had auditory hallucinations, but after listening carefully for a while, he found that there was indeed a voice, and immediately reached out and touched his crotch.

"Boss, there is demon spirit!"

Zhou Ze ignored it and pointed his finger to a small shelf in front of it. There was a box on it, there was a speaker inside, and the skin was a solar cell.

The sound comes from inside.

Old-fashioned, somewhat confused, and curiously looked over, there is also a manual, what programs are broadcast every day, there are morning news, emotional programs, international news and local news, etc.

"Wipe, so human?"

Lao Dao had only heard of leaving a QR code on his tombstone before, and already thought it was avant-garde. I didn't expect anyone to put this thing beside his tombstone to relieve the boredom.

Zhou Ze found his own tombstone, with photos of himself, and a brief account of his life.

Just after the Ching Ming Festival, there are wreaths and some small toys and letters in front of the tombstone. Those who have their own colleagues and children in the orphanage.

Zhou Ze sat down in front of his tombstone and unpacked the letters one by one, all of which were what some children said to themselves, expressing their feelings of miss.

At the beginning, they are all "Zhou Brother" and "Dear Zhou Brother". Some children's letters are not fully understood, and they are replaced by a lot of pinyin.

Zhou Ze leaned on his tombstone and watched quietly, without crying or ruddy eyes.

After watching it for a while, Zhou Ze put out the drinks and food he brought, and then he reached out to eat slowly and drink slowly.

He usually suffers from eating, and this time is no exception, but eating while watching the letters from the children seems to have the effect of plum juice.

Although it's still hard to swallow, and it's still disgusting, this time I was able to endure not vomiting.

The old man squatted beside him, looking at the boss who was eating tribute, and said nothing, he understood.

He is dead, but still alive.

The tribute is for himself and for himself.

The night breeze is cool, blowing around,

At this time, it seems that the real years are good.

After reading the letters, Zhou Ze stretched out and looked at his tombstone.

He still remembers that day, he was pushed into the crematorium, and the fire swallowed himself.

Erased,

Traces of his last life.

Below the tombstone is his ashes.

"Boss, why don't I secretly dig you out and take it back to memorize it?" Laodao said next to him.

Zhou Ze shook his head, let him pass in the past, he did not have that deep obsession, maybe there was before, but now he is slowly looking away.

However, inadvertently, Zhou Ze found a very slight trace of the location of the tombstone, and he immediately used his mobile phone flashlight to shoot down.

When the old man saw it, he fell down and looked at it, and then said: "This tombstone has been opened recently!"

Instinctively, Zhou Ze had a bad hunch that he did not intend to take away his ashes, but this does not mean that he was willing to watch his ashes happen unexpectedly.

After all, this is my own thing.

Ten-finger nails grew out immediately~www.wuxiaspot.com~Zhou Ze directly used his nails to pry into the gap and pryed out, which saved even the shovel.

Soon, the masonry below was excavated, with a black urn in it.

Take out the ashes box, the box has weight, which means there is something inside.

Zhou Ze pryed off the key with his nails, and then opened the urn.

In the box,

Something

But not ashes,

It is a small piece of crystal clear crystal.

"Mommy, boss, you are burning a relic."

Zhou Ze reached out and grabbed a small piece of grain, squeezed it gently, and it shattered.

"Have you ever seen a plastic relic?"