It was dark, and he couldn't see his fingers. The sticky sense of restriction around him was so clear that Zhou Ze couldn't tell whether it was illusory or real.

This is a very high standard of treatment, which means that this ghost has reached a level of depth and Taoism, not the kind of ordinary goods that will go to their own bookstores.

Zhou Ze remembers that when Mrs. Bai entertained herself and Xu Qinglang, she also used similar abilities. It is difficult to distinguish between virtual and real. Xu Qinglang also ate many dishes made of flies and earthworms at that time.

Wang Baosteel may not exist behind the scenes. He is not qualified enough. After dying for such a short time, he cannot become so powerful, which means that the person who killed sun Qiu and made sun Qiu's soul incomplete is also another person.

Zhou Ze slowly stretched out his arms, and the feeling of shaking around made him have the illusion of walking in outer space, as if gravity had been completely removed at this time.

But as Zhou Ze's nails stretched out, the black smoke spread wildly, and the thick black blood around him began to retreat rapidly, as if he had encountered natural enemies.

Step by step to today, Zhou Ze is no longer Wu Xia Amun. Even in this situation, he still shows a calm and self-confidence.

"Bang Dang!"

A crisp sound,

A broom fell to the ground,

The blood color completely disappeared,

The bedroom was empty.

Zhou Ze turned around and looked behind him. The bedroom door was opened. Outside, a pair of black leather shoes were quietly placed there.

It's like a person standing in front of him,

Shaoqing,

The leather shoes moved by themselves and began to walk outward. No, they ran outward.

Zhou Ze rushed out and chased the leather shoes down the stairs. The leather shoes ran faster and faster, but Zhou Ze's speed was not slow. In fact, Zhou Ze deliberately slowed down his pace and waited to see where the leather shoes would lead him.

He was only one soul away from becoming a regular, but the problem was that this 1% share gave him a huge existence. Zhou Ze even guessed that the one who manipulated everything behind the scenes, even if it was not as good as the old white lady, would not be much different.

After all, there is not much difference in quality and resonance between the picture and feeling of the blood surge before and that of Mrs. Bai at the banquet that day.

"Tick... Tick... Tick..."

This is the sound made by leather shoes when they walk. Zhou Ze didn't notice it before, but now he notices it. Why is the sound made by leather shoes when they walk "tick tick tick"?

Walking, Zhou Ze suddenly found that he walked around, went up the next floor, and followed his leather shoes back to the outside of the dormitory, which was regarded as a utility room.

The leather shoes went in, and Zhou Ze followed them again.

Just,

This time,

The shape of this bedroom is no longer a sundry room, nor is it a sea of blood. Everything has become very ordinary. There are dry quilts on the bed, washbasins and plastic cabinets under the bed, and toothbrushes and towels are neatly placed over the washbasin.

This is a dormitory with student life.

Zhou Ze looked at the changes around him, and a smile came out of his mouth. He didn't know what the other party's purpose was, but the other party caught a bedroom and made a dojo in a lion's shell.

Zhou Ze waited for a while. This time, there was no sea of blood and no "gurgle" sound. Everything seemed very quiet, as if he had walked into an ordinary bedroom.

It's just that anyone with a little brain can see the unusual here, not to mention why the dormitory is empty when the lights are off. It's clearly early morning outside the window,

Why does the sun shine in?

"Wipe................. Wipe................. Wipe.................."

On the tiles, there was the sound of friction on the balcony.

Zhou zegang was about to go to the balcony to have a look, but he stopped directly, because something moving on the balcony had climbed in.

yes,

He is climbing.

This is a boy,

The lower half of his body was completely cut off, leaving only the upper half. He kept crawling on the ground with his hands. His body was covered with blood stains, especially where he crawled, leaving thick blood stains that made his scalp numb.

The boy looked at Zhou Ze while climbing with his head sideways.

He seemed to be looking at Zhou Ze, full of curiosity about Zhou Ze, but he did not stop climbing towards Zhou Ze.

Zhou Ze squatted down slowly and looked at the boy in front of him.

"I...."

The boy opened his mouth, but when he was ready to speak, there began to be blood gushing out of his mouth. He couldn't stop at all. He looked at Zhou Ze, and his mouth kept opening and closing, but he couldn't pronounce any clear syllables.

He seemed a little anxious, but the more anxious he was, the more he couldn't make a sound. In the end, it even became a sound like a dog barking!

Half of his body was shaking, and his whole body was angry,

He wanted to talk, he wanted to tell Zhou Ze something, but he couldn't do it!

He was extremely manic. Half of him rolled on the ground and kept hitting the tile floor with his fist.

Zhou Ze stretched out his hand, pointed at the blood stains on the ground with his fingers, and then gently painted on the tiles.

intend,

You can't say it,

You can write.

The boy was stunned for a moment, and seemed to realize that there was another way. He immediately nodded, stained his blood with his fingers, and prepared to write on the ground.

But I just wrote a horizontal line,

"Click!"

The boy's index finger broke directly.

The boy was stunned,

Zhou Ze also stared,

But the boy was not convinced. He continued to write with his ring finger, but this time he didn't even write a gesture. As soon as the ring finger touched the ceramic tile, it broke directly.

The boy uses his thumb. His thumb is broken,

The boy used his little thumb, which was broken,

In the end,

The boy was desperate, and he raised his arm,

Erect the only middle finger,

He kept growling.

This middle finger is his, but it is another existence, a mockery of him.

The boy looked at Zhou Ze, and then looked at the cabinet on one side.

It's an iron cabinet, divided into eight compartments, which means that eight people in the bedroom can each use a kitchen cabinet to hold their own things.

The boy's eyes were fixed on the bottom cabinet. Zhou Ze walked over and opened it.

"Creak............ creak............."

There is a leg exposed, and then there is something inside, like a dress folded neatly and put here.

But in fact,

This is for one person,

Lower body!

The boy desperately crawled towards the cabinet, and the two legs in the cabinet were constantly moving, as if echoing, but the whole lower body was folded too neatly. In this narrow space, it could not move at all, nor could it get out by itself, but could only kick and wriggle anxiously.

This is a very strange picture, enough to make people's scalp numb.

Just as the boy was about to touch his feet,

Suddenly,

Like something dragging the boy behind, the boy was pulled back to the balcony. The boy kept struggling, roaring, roaring, and his body rolled up and down on the tiles.

But he was like a fish on the chopping board. All his struggles made him look so pale and weak.

Zhou Ze stood up and chased there, but as soon as he took steps, his current perspective began to retreat desperately,

The next moment,

Zhou Ze found himself standing at the door of the dormitory,

And the dormitory,

It has returned to its original appearance.

There was no blood stain, no boy, and no angry roar.

What exactly does this mean?

Zhou Ze is a little hard to understand. This dormitory is like walking into a theater that plays ghost movies late at night. Every time he comes in, he can always give himself a new experience.

"Tick... Tick..."

The familiar voice sounded again,

Looking back,

Sure enough,

The pair of leather shoes appeared in the aisle behind the door again.

This time, Zhou Ze finally understood why the footprints of leather shoes were so dense outside this dormitory. It seemed that he was doing the same thing again and again.

Take people away,

And bring people back,

Then wait here for someone to lead away,

Then bring it back.

It's like a waiter,

Objective are you here?

Oh, my guest, please take your time.

Leather shoes seemed to be waiting for Zhou Ze to turn and look at it before it began to leave.

It was the sound of "tick tick tick" again. Zhou Ze walked over, but this time, Zhou Ze's inner doubts couldn't be solved. First of all, why did this pair of leather shoes walk,

Is it the sound of "tick tock"?

It shouldn't be "pa pa"

Or the sound of "wiping"?

Zhou Ze stretched out his hand, and the black fog at his fingertips began to release, directly wrapping the pair of black leather shoes.

It was like a net falling down and finally catching the fish.

Slowly,

The owner of the leather shoes began to show his true face. He continued to walk forward and continued to make a "tick tick tick" sound;

With his stubbornness,

With his insistence,

Keep walking.

"Tick... Tick..."

His head,

Half rotten,

Standing upside down,

Half of his head hit the tile floor again and again;

"Tick... Tick..."

He kept beating. Every time he landed, his head hit the ground,

His hands reached into his leather shoes and kept swinging back and forth.

He is actually walking with his head,

But two hands are holding leather shoes forward, pretending to be leather shoes step by step.

Xiao Pingtou said that Wang Baosteel liked to wear leather shoes and a suit every time he went to the ward round during his lifetime. He regarded himself as a teacher rather than a so-called dormitory or a thug.

So,

Even after his death,

He will also maintain his dignity,

Even if,

Walk with your hands on leather shoes.

"Tick... Tick..."

Sun Qiu said he saw Wang Baosteel's head slowly sliding down from the wall above the balcony,

Including Wang Baosteel walking with his head in front of him,

There is also a reason,

Because small flat head also said that when Wang Baosteel jumped from a building,

It's the head,

Land first.