In the morning, the sun was shining, and when Boss Zhou opened his eyes, he found himself lying on the sofa in the bookstore.

Front

Coffee and newspapers.

Zhou Ze smiled, stretched out his hand and rubbed the position of his temple, the position of his head was still so painful, and he didn't seem to have completely recovered from his dizzy state.

Moreover, this scene is really too familiar, and the penny a while ago also created a similar atmosphere and environment for himself in order to deliberately please himself.

However, this time there is something different, the difference is that the newspaper is not ironed, but wet, and the top of the book room is still dripping rainwater.

The white warbler is passive and slacking off,

Lao Dao is also passive and slacking off.

Although it was sunny outside and it didn't rain, the inside of the study room looked like a water curtain hole, and there was a shallow pool of stagnant water on the ground, and there seemed to be a lot of dead fish and rotten shrimp in the water.

All around, there was a rotten and damp smell, exuding a disgusting musty smell.

Zhou Ze propped one hand on the coffee table, and the other hand supported his chin, feeling very disgusting, but he still forced himself to shake his head, and the look in his eyes was sometimes clear and sometimes cloudy.

Opposite Zhou Ze, there sat a black shadow, the black shadow was wearing a clown mask, dressed in black, and in front of him, there was also a cup of coffee and a newspaper.

Looking at the coffee on the other party's coffee table, smelling the familiar smell of cat feces,

Boss Zhou frowned slightly,

Even in a dream,

Drunk his own coffee by a stranger,

Boss Zhou still feels very uncomfortable.

"You're the only one."

Under the clown mask, there seems to be a very young soul hidden, and the other party's voice speaks with a strong "mother" sound, but it is a man's timbre, giving people the feeling that he is singing when he speaks.

There is quite a kind of sitting in the audience and watching the Hua Dan perform.

"Worse for me?"

Zhou Ze was a little puzzled, but he still stood up from his seat, but when Zhou Ze was about to walk out of his position, he found that his feet seemed to be stuck with super glue and he couldn't move.

Under the forced force, Zhou Ze was shocked and staggered a few steps and lay back on the sofa again, and this time, the sofa also seemed to be filled with mucus, which firmly adsorbed Zhou Ze's entire back on it.

Boss Zhou was like a fly that only landed on the sticky fly paper, and after a few flutters, he didn't bother to flutter.

"The Seven Sins Sect is about to be gathered, and it is much better than I expected."

The clown stood up, but he was not restrained and walked towards Zhou Ze.

On his black clothes, six dots appeared, constantly alternating and rotating, and now, one was missing.

Whitebait

greed, gluttony, arrogance, jealousy, anger,

There is still a lack of a lazy week.

"What the hell are you?"

Zhou Ze asked.

"I'm not a thing."

The other party replied.

"Truthfulness." Zhou Ze was stunned for a moment, and his sincerity was a little distressing.

"You're the only one."

Under the clown mask, there seems to be a pair of deep eyes, and it is these eyes that can penetrate people's hearts and seduce the desires in their hearts.

Desire is a fire,

Channeling it out and turning it into a fire dragon,

Enough to devour the host!

But the clown also seems to be a little confused,

Because the scene of this bookstore, with a dilapidated and dirty taste, there is a great distance from what he wants, and there is also a great distance from what Boss Zhou wants.

It seems that somewhere, something went wrong.

But even the clown doesn't know exactly where the mistake went wrong.

Is it because I'm still too weak and tired?

"Let's change it."

The clown raised his hand,

The water in the basement began to dissipate,

The dripping on the beams is also gradually disappearing,

The musty smell began to disappear, and everything began to move closer to the real bookstore.

Zhou Ze looked at the clown in front of him like this, watched him change, and watched him debug, just like watching an executioner, choosing Barbie ornaments for the dog's head.

Everything, just to make the death row inmates a little warmer when they die.

After all, as a ghost, Master Zhou was also a decent person when he was alive.

"Wouldn't it be better in this way?"

The clown asked Zhou Ze.

Zhou Ze smiled and was silent.

The clown walked towards Zhou Ze, less than two meters away from Zhou Ze, he was a little relaxed, but also a little lucky, and said:

"It's too much trouble to burn yourself purely by setting yourself on fire, your brain supplement has been hit hard, and your own consciousness has been traumatized, it's really convenient for me, and it's even much easier than dealing with a few other people."

Zhou Ze tried to reach out and pick up the teacup in front of him, but because his back was glued to the sofa, his hand couldn't hook it.

The clown helped him pick up the cup and put it in Zhou Ze's hand, which was very friendly.

Zhou Ze took a sip of tea,

Calm and relax.

The eyes under the clown's mask seemed to squint at this time,

An instinctive sense of crisis began to strike,

He doesn't know where the sense of crisis comes from.

But I always feel that

This time

Something doesn't seem right.

But the clown spread out his palm, and in the palm of his hand, a sarcoma appeared, and the sarcoma kept stirring, and then slowly cracked.

A milky white bug poked out of the sarcoma, and the body of the worm began to be elongated continuously, gradually elongated to a strange arc.

It's a white bug, but at this time, it feels a bit like a snake.

It began to spread to Zhou Ze on its own initiative,

Poof,

fell into Zhou Ze's teacup,

Zhou Ze's eyes showed a look of disgust,

He still wants to take two more sips of tea.

Followed by

The body of the white insect continued to elongate, and began to go up along Zhou Ze's arm, and then came to Zhou Ze's chest.

It is like an explorer, traveling through every position on Zhou Ze's body, and everywhere it passes, it is extremely smooth and tender, and it is as cold as an ice cube, and in this coldness, there is also a warmth.

If you lie down and let it crawl on your back, it will probably be very comfortable.

Zhou Ze lowered his head, looked at the white worm, and said thoughtfully:

"Are you here to evolve?"

The clown seemed a little surprised, and said slowly: "You surprised me a little, so surprised that I felt as if I had an illusion that you were not a ghost.

But it doesn't matter, when I eat you, I'll go into hibernation, and when I wake up again, I won't start eating again. ”

Zhou Ze's gaze took away from the white bug, even though the white bug was trying to burrow into his body.

He looked out the window,

I don't know when it started,

The situation in the book house is back to normal,

Outside the house of the Book of Books,

But there was no sunlight.

The book house without sunshine is like a piece of bread, without butter, I always feel a huge regret and missing.

The clown's fingers were shaking, and he was manipulating the bug.

The white insect opened its mouthparts, revealing its deep rows of fangs, trying to bite Zhou Ze's chest and enter it, but somehow, the white insect tried all the methods, but failed to enter, and even Zhou Ze's epidermis could not be broken.

The insect was very anxious and angry, but it didn't give up, and continued to bite and tear, like a docile pet hiding in Zhou Ze's arms, snorting.

The clown takes a deep breath,

He's now,

It's a bit square.

And then

He saw Zhou Ze looking out the window,

He also followed Zhou Ze's gaze,

Window

It's really no longer sunny,

It's a tumbling muddy.

It was as if at this time the entire book house had been put into the depths of the sea and became an undersea dragon palace.

The refraction of light and shadow becomes very irregular, like a neon at the door of a nightclub in the middle of the night.

The clown took several steps back in a row,

He was a little dazed,

also a little frightened,

for he saw in the sea outside the window,

There are countless corpses and wreckage that are tumbling and swimming,

Dirty, sinful, greedy, tyrannical and other emotions are frantically vented through the glass like no money.

The sea,

It's the last carnival of the undead,

It's an uninhibited ...... Borderlands!

Roar, roar,

Grim-faced wretches lay outside the window panes, peering inside, writhing as they writhed, their big yellow teeth bared, their bones trembling.

If it weren't for this glass barrier,

They can't wait to rush in and enjoy the freshest blood food offerings!

They're hungry,

They are really hungry!

The clown looked at Zhou Ze, this time, his voice was slightly vibrato, and it was obvious that he was afraid.

As a person with the ability to control the Seven Sins Sect, he also experienced the emotion of fear.

"What the hell are you ...... Who is it? ”

Zhou Ze stretched out his hand, and the mucus behind him completely collapsed at this time.

He's like an eagle catching a chicken,

pinched the white worm that was still wriggling in his chest and trying to make a hole in it,

Hold it up and place it in front of your face.

The body of the little insect begins to shrink,

Obviously, it also sensed fear from the clown's side, and there was actually a deep bond between the two.

"Want to go in? Don't worry, I'll send you. ”

Saying,

Zhou Ze opened his mouth,

sent the white bug into his mouth,

It's like swallowing a popsicle raw in the summer,

That sourness plus dizziness in the brain,

It's really intoxicating.

"Where is this? Why? ”

The clown began to keep backing away, he tried to open the door behind him, but found that on the door of the bookstore, there was a huge "seal" written on it,

He tried his best, but he couldn't open it.

He's trapped here,

meantime

The clown also understands,

The man I just met,

Trapped here, too!

He's the same as himself,

I can't get out now.

Zhou Ze slowly stood up,

Eyes blazing,

Staring at the clown,

"He was beaten unconscious,

When you come in,

That pen deliberately put you here with me. ”

Talking and talking,

Zhou Ze began to stretch his waist slowly,

There was a series of crunching noises at the joint,

Then he asked softly:

"I heard,

Do you want to,

Ate me? ”