Boss Zhou now has a feeling that he is living in "Strange Tales",

Because in "Liaozhai Story", there are always all kinds of female ghosts, foxes, and even female corpses that appear inexplicably, inexplicably falling in love with scholars, and then giving birth to all kinds of inexplicable results.

Boss Zhou is not the scholar in the story, but he is still confused at this time.

What the hell is going on?

I obviously just sent away Lao Dao and Zhang Yanfeng,

Sitting on the couch, he waited for the white warbler to bring all the woman's writings.

As for whether he can find important clues or find the truth about the death of the female writer tonight, Zhou Ze doesn't know, everything is as fate would have it.

But he thought about letting Yingying buy some red wine and some food later.

Sitting leisurely on the second floor of the villa, drinking and blowing the wind,

The warbler was beating herself on the shoulder,

Enjoy the corrupt life of the old landlord before the liberation.

Although this is a murderous house, it can even be said to be a haunted house, but Boss Zhou himself is a ghost, and Yingying is also a zombie.

Into the haunted house,

It's really as kind as going back to your own home,

It's like those ruffians on the street entering the detention center.

It's just that

Things are developing in a strange arc,

Oh no

It's parabolic!

First of all

Who is this woman?

Zhou Ze thought it was a coincidence at first, but now Zhou Ze can conclude that this is definitely not some hellish coincidence.

At first, her performance was normal, but now, she is about to peel off the skin on her back, but she still continues to dance with her arms in her arms?

Coincidental?

What a coincidence!

"It's so cold on people's backs."

The female writer put her lips to Zhou Ze's ear and whispered softly, like her girlfriend whispering to you.

Zhou Ze only felt that the world had lost its logic at this time,

At this point,

He's had enough,

He's really fed up.

It doesn't matter if you're a human or a ghost, or what you are,

Lao Tzu directly twists your neck!

The nails became longer again, turning into that sickle-like shape, and Zhou Ze stabbed the woman's neck mercilessly!

"Poof............

At first it was the sound of metal piercing into the flesh,

But then it's like a long cut tune pulled out of the erhu.

Zhou Ze felt that he was holding a saw, cutting steel bars, and he didn't know whether he had a grudge against the saw or was competing with himself.

The nail pierced the woman's neck, and Zhou Ze kept thrusting back and forth,

But the woman was still dancing with Zhou Ze, she was intoxicated and couldn't extricate herself, just like a ritual before a feast, sacred and indispensable.

God was pitiful, and Boss Zhou swore that even if he had a very miserable moment before, he really had never been so embarrassed as he is now.

This woman is simply a freak, oil and salt do not enter, even her own nails are nothing special to her.

The dance steps began to pick up, and the tempo began to rise, as if it was entering the final end.

The claws of Zhou Ze's other hand also pierced into the woman's neck, and the two pairs of nails on both hands, like two saws, were deeply embedded in the woman's body.

Boss Zhou is not a butcher, but under the staggered back and forth of the woman's upper body, there is really not much left, and the white bones are directly exposed in most places.

The bones were white and smooth, and even nails as sharp as Zhou Ze couldn't leave too many marks on them.

"Hoo ............"

The woman tightened Zhou Ze with both hands.

"Honey, let's have dinner."

After the dance,

Dinner!

"Bang!"

Zhou Ze was carried into the kitchen, and then his whole person was pushed to the sink, generally speaking, this posture is very common in some small movies, but at this time, the position of the hero and heroine is a little reversed.

The woman picked up the kitchen knife next to her,

Zhou Ze's pupils when you condense,

He knows that

After the woman really puts the kitchen knife into her body, it will be really too late.

"Roar!"

A low roar,

From the depths of Zhou Ze's throat,

Another consciousness is slowly waking up,

Followed by

Zhou Ze's skin began to dry up, his eye circles were slowly sunken, and his two fangs were growing at a rate visible to the naked eye.

Time

Zhou Ze, who had greatly increased his strength, pulled out his nails violently, and broke free from the woman's restraints, and the kitchen knife in the woman's hand was cut into the air.

Zhou Ze got down from the sink and looked at the woman who was half human skin and half white bones.

"It's time to eat."

The woman whispered, not seemingly aware of what had happened to the man in front of her.

Zhou Ze took a step forward,

Then a thoughtful look appeared on his face.

That's not right,

That's not right.

Zhou Ze looked at his hand,

This time the awakening,

Why is he dominant?

It can't be that consciousness gave up the initiative and gave power to itself.

No way

It's impossible!

When the consciousness awakened before, Zhou Ze could only retreat behind the scenes, watch the big killer solve the danger in front of him, eat and drink and go back, and then Zhou Ze came out again.

But this time,

Zhou Ze found that he had clearly awakened that consciousness, but for Mao himself or a "driver"?

"Come on, it's time to eat!"

The woman pounced again.

Zhou Ze didn't have time to think about other things, so he took the initiative to rush over, and every time he woke up that consciousness and turned himself into a zombie, any problem in front of him seemed to be no longer a problem.

Therefore, for this state, Zhou Ze has a strong self-confidence.

however

When the two sides collide together,

Zhou Ze's whole person flew out upside down and smashed heavily on the kitchen tiles, and several bloody scars appeared on his chest.

How can it be?

What's going on?

The woman only staggered back a few steps, and then rushed up again in high spirits.

Zhou Ze stood up, this time, he didn't dare to resist, but chose to retreat, but the woman's speed was too fast, even if Zhou Ze obviously dodged it, but the kitchen knife held by her hands with only white bones still swept Zhou Ze's arm.

"Hiss ............"

Zhou Ze gasped,

At this moment, his arm was cut open, and blood was gushing out.

meanwhile

The fangs in his mouth are slowly retracting, and the skin that has just dried up for a short time is also regaining sagging.

"What are you doing?"

Zhou Ze couldn't help but say to himself,

This is indeed self-talk.

But no one answered him,

It was as if the consciousness had left its body,

Traveling?

Went on vacation?

"It's time to eat!"

The woman with the kitchen knife forced her again, Zhou Ze slammed over the table in front of her, slowed down the other party's movement, and then quickly rushed out of the kitchen, turned around and entered the bathroom, and then locked the bathroom door.

There was still a foul smell in the bathroom, but Zhou Ze couldn't care about it so much, and under the danger of life, cleanliness was not unbearable!

You can even shout "It's so fragrant!" ”

"Click!"

The door of the bathroom was directly pierced by a white bone hand, Zhou Ze looked back and found that the old man's paper was still left on the toilet lid, and he took it off without hesitation.

Sticked to the door.

The rune paper began to burn,

The white bone hand also turned red all at once,

It even emits a fragrance similar to "sweet and sour pork ribs",

Then he slammed it back.

The woman didn't dare to break the door anymore, at least for a short time, she just lowered her head, put her eye sockets in the crack that had just been broken by herself, and stared at Zhou Ze inside:

"Hey, wait...... Dinner. ”

Zhou Ze glanced at the rune paper,

I found that a third of the rune paper had been burned.

Damn it......

What the hell is going on!

Zhou Ze turned his face and looked at the mirror in the bathroom.

At this time,

He was stunned to find himself in the mirror growling and struggling.

"Are you ............" Zhou Ze immediately came to his senses, "Why did you get inside!" ”

Zhou Ze in the mirror was roaring desperately,

Zhou Ze couldn't hear the sound,

But probably,

maybe

possible

Almost

can guess,

Is he swearing?

Zhou Ze's anger also rose all of a sudden,

Damn it

You slipped away without saying hello, so much so that Lao Tzu couldn't even open it,

Are you embarrassed to curse?

seems to be aware of what Zhou Ze is thinking,

The one in the mirror struggled and roared even harder,

I guess if he can come out at this time,

and even to tear one's heart to the fullest.

………………

"Here it is." The driver stopped the car, "Little girl, my car can't get into this community, you can walk in by yourself from that side." ”

"Okay master, you settle the bill."

Bai Yingying got out of the car, and after a few steps, the driver shouted to her from behind:

"Hey, little sister, you still have a book here."

The white warbler immediately ran back, and the driver reached out and took out a book from under the seat with difficulty.

It should have been thrown down when the car braked suddenly, and the white warbler didn't find it, and this one was missed.

"Hey, "Two-Faced Man", a ghost story, isn't the little girl afraid of nightmares when she sees this?"

The driver joked honestly.

I don't know how the driver would have felt if he had known that he was trying to persuade a zombie to watch less ghost stories and not have nightmares.

"I brought it to someone, thank you, master."

"I actually like to read ghost stories, but I don't dare to read them when I drive at night, so I'll look at this synopsis;

There are two consciousnesses in a person,

They originally lived in the same body, with conflicts, quarrels, vigilance, and anxiety.

But suddenly one day one of the consciousnesses was locked in the mirror,

another

But instead began to get used to this independent life that he originally longed for.

He even began to actively look for those who were imprisoned in the mirror

and another self ......"

The driver smashes it, smashes it, and smashes it:

"Hehe, isn't this schizophrenia;

To put it so mysteriously, now this book, the gimmick is getting more and more fancy, but it is not as flavorful as the martial arts book of Jin Yong Gulong that we read when we were young. ”

As he spoke, the master handed the book to the white warbler,

"Let's go!"

"Goodbye, master."

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