Chapter 2

Cold,

It's so cold

Zhou Ze doesn't know why it's so cold here,

He walked on a narrow path. On both sides of the path, there were flowers, but there was no romantic and beautiful atmosphere. The flowers were delicate and beautiful, like mockery and onlookers.

Flowers bloom on the other side, people go to life;

Zhou Ze remembered that his last memory before was fire. The terrible fire completely devoured him, and the palpitating hot temperature baked him to ashes.

But in an instant,

But he came here.

In fact, there are many people on this road,

There are old people,

With children,

There are also young and middle-aged people,

There are men and women,

Everyone wears different clothes.

Some people wear simple clothes, some people wear red and purple clothes, and their faces are also painted with excessive powder Blusher.

Everyone is walking on tiptoe,

No one speaks,

No one made any other sound,

Only the occasional "wipe" sound of sole friction.

Zhou Ze is also moving forward numbly with everyone. He is looking at and looking back from time to time. He is vaguely aware of where he has come.

He is dead;

And here,

It's hell.

Here is the world of the dead and the home of the dead,

own,

He died after all.

He didn't know what to do or what choice to make,

He doesn't want to die. People don't want to die, but in this place, he doesn't know what to do. He is very confused and helpless.

"Eech.................................."

A cool ditty came from a distance,

Zhou Ze turned his head and saw the bright red coming in the distance, while others around turned a blind eye to it, and continued to walk forward numbly on tiptoe on his heels.

When he got close, Zhou Ze saw clearly that the bright red flowers were peach blossom paper umbrellas. In the distance, there was a group of women in a line, holding paper umbrellas, walking gracefully.

They were tall and handsome, all dressed in purple cheongsam. When walking, the flesh color of their thighs appeared from time to time, vaguely enchanting and palpitating.

The women wore their hair in a bun and were meticulous. Even their steps were neat, as if they were the best song and dance troupe in the world. Moreover, they had been rehearsing for more than a hundred years.

They are walking,

They are marching,

From one end of the path to the other,

Coincidentally,

Pass in front of Zhou Ze.

Exquisite makeup, snow-white skin, and the cool and long tune hummed out create a misty atmosphere of old Shanghai.

Every woman wears bracelets on her wrists. They are different in color and size, setting off their white wrists, which is even more dazzling.

Unfortunately,

They are not walking in the commercial pedestrian area of South Street,

Nor is it a magnificent high-end club tile platform,

Their feet are on the huangquan Road,

Passing by is the sea of flowers on the other side,

They do not squint, the latter staring at the former,

The former,

His eyes are empty.

When the last woman passed in front of Zhou Ze,

The woman suddenly turned her head sideways and looked at Zhou Ze.

From the bright and moving eyes of the woman, there are several meat maggots climbing out, and in the nostrils of the woman, there are the tail of the earthworm swinging, and under the exquisite earlobe, there are countless tentacles of the centipede.

Originally, the world was the most beautiful,

Now?

Jump directly to the other extreme.

Horror?

Of course it's horrible!

Disgusting?

Of course it's disgusting!

But Zhou Ze is already a dead man. People will be scared to death, but what about ghosts?

The woman looked at Zhou Ze,

Zhou Ze is also looking at the woman,

The two eyes briefly intersected, and then the woman continued to walk forward, her figure swaying, her back curling, and the tightness of her cheongsam vividly outlined her beautiful figure.

"Where are you... Going?"

Zhou Ze subconsciously followed this group of women forward and left the original team.

And the people who walk in silence on the path,

But none of them looked here. They didn't seem to think or perceive, and Zhou Ze seemed to be an alien.

A line of women, smoking step by step, have been moving forward, murmuring, like sad like ice;

The originally depressed environment, because of their appearance, makes people feel bleak.

Zhou Ze continued to walk forward, and he followed them.

Then Zhou Ze saw them walk into the pool in front of them one by one.

The pool is not big,

Like a mirror,

Their entry seems to break this calm, blowing open layers of ripples.

The first few women have even submerged their heads in the water, and the women behind continue to follow.

Zhou Ze walked to the edge of the pool. He didn't go down with him. He just stood by and watched.

Everything here is an absolutely strange place for him. Anyone, in his life, has only one chance to come in, and after coming in, he can't go out again.

In the middle of the pool, something floated out,

It's a pair of hands,

Nail red, hand white,

Slender and green,

Two hands dance like a dream, which makes people's eyes instantly attracted by it and can no longer move away.

Beauty is attractive, but this kind of beauty is fascinating.

Zhou Ze's eyes slowly showed an intoxicated color, and even he couldn't help but start moving forward.

First, the instep,

Followed by the knee,

Then the waist,

In the end,

The water fell into my neck,

Even, the whole person entered the pool.

The pool water is not cold, even very warm, the water surface is clear, and the visibility is very high. When you enter here, you don't even feel the pain of suffocation.

Zhou Ze saw the previous group of women holding paper umbrellas. They were still beautiful under the water and continued to walk forward.

And the nearest position to yourself,

There is a woman in red, standing under the water, but her hands are dancing on the water.

Zhou Ze began to approach the red woman,

Not because of beauty,

It's not because of other false influences,

It's because this woman seems to have an inexplicable magic that makes you close, close, and can't help it.

Finally,

Zhou Ze approached her,

And her hand, also slowly from the water down.

The woman's hair is very long and dense, dancing in the water waves, making her face invisible.

"Finally..... Wait for such a person again......"

A woman's voice is crisp, sweet, waxy,

Charming heart crisp.

The woman stretched out her beautiful hands and put them on Zhou Ze's shoulders. This action was very intimate.

"You... Come with me......"

The next moment,

The woman's hair began to float away, and wisps of green silk began to blow on Zhou Ze's face;

The beauty brushed her face, which seemed to be a very emotional thing, but then, the woman's hair turned into the toughest wire in the world and began to tie Zhou Ze's neck.

"Come with me..."

The hair is scattered and no longer covered,

The woman's face finally showed up,

She has no face,

Her face is flat, without waves or wrinkles. It is a very smooth face, enough to make thousands of girls jealous and envious,

But she has no nose, no mouth, no eyes, and no ears,

Faceless... Female.

Zhou Ze felt that he could not breathe, and his chest was about to burst. At the same time, his body seemed to be about to collapse.

The laughter of the faceless woman was still clear and ethereal, but in Zhou Ze's ear at this time, it was like a magic sound.

Zhou Ze has sobered up,

He didn't know what it meant to be entangled in this way in this place,

But in short,

It won't end well.

"You are here... Accompany me...!"

The faceless woman continued to laugh, her hair dancing.

Zhou Ze subconsciously stretched out his hand to grasp the hair wrapped around his neck. He wanted to try to get rid of it.

The faceless woman was very interesting about his extravagant performance,

"You can't get rid of it. Don't struggle. Those who can come here have spirits. If I swallow enough, I will have a chance to go back!

You are doomed,

Will become,

My sacrifice! "

But just as the voice fell,

The faceless woman uttered an exclamation: "how can it be... Impossible..."

Zhou Ze's fingernails began to grow slowly, with a dark and transparent color. In this pool, there was a strange brilliance belonging to it. The color of this nail was exactly the same as that of the old man treated by Zhou Ze before his death.

"Zizizizizizizizizizizizizizi............."

The sound of oil pan under hot water came,

The faceless woman entangled Zhou Ze's hair and directly melted and broke when it touched Zhou Ze's fingernails, while Zhou Ze's body began to slowly retreat and began to break away from the bondage of the faceless woman.

"Impossible... Impossible... This is impossible... Why! Why can you leave too!

Why can you leave me? I can't!

Why?

Why?

This is not fair!

Not fair! "

The faceless woman stopped Zhou Ze with her hands,

But when Zhou Ze used his hands to get rid of it, once his fingernails touched the faceless hand, the flawless jade hand of the faceless woman was immediately scalded with a hole.

"Ah ah!!!"

The faceless woman uttered a scream,

His figure began to retreat, and since then, he also lost control of Zhou Ze.

Zhou Ze's body began to rise,

Is about to surface.

"You can't run away... You'll be... You'll be caught back!

here,

Is the fate of the dead!

You, you and them, even if you leave, will eventually be caught back! "

Faceless woman screamed hysterically below,

She was jealous,

She envies,

She is crazy!!!

And Zhou Ze, who is on the rise,

Slowly lost their consciousness,

Youming huangquan path,

The dazzling flowers on the other side,

The roar of the faceless woman,

The gentleness of the cheongsam woman,

Everything, everything,

It seems that they are gradually leaving him