Chapter 145

It's almost dawn, which means that Zhou Ze and Lao Dao are actually on this side of the lawn, standing still and maintaining this action for a long time.

Fortunately, at this time, there were few people walking around the dormitory, so no one noticed that there were two people standing there foolishly.

Otherwise, if there is any unexpected painting, there is no way to take it into account. For example, the reason why tie Guai Li is attached to the dead beggar is also because his body encountered an accident when his mind wandered out.

The old Taoist sat in the car, took out the knock wine in the car, and rubbed his knees. At this time, he was a little messy. The previous illusion and the present reality, two kinds of true and false feelings, constantly harassed him. He didn't know where he was really sour and where he was fake pain.

It's like when a person just comes ashore after swimming, he always feels a little uncomfortable with gravity.

Zhou Ze also sat in the co pilot position, with the notebook in front of him.

The cover of the notebook is blue, very low-key and ordinary.

"Boss, what's the matter? How can it be like that if you look at a notebook?"

The old Taoist was always curious about this. I didn't know why before. A memory of him and his boss after entering school was erased, and then he directly entered block B.

In fact,

Seat B does not exist,

The dormitory teacher inside also doesn't exist. The half cut boy, Zhao Baogang who walks upside down, the aunt who adds boiling water to the thermos, and so on, actually don't exist.

But that kind of non-existent but extremely real feeling makes people subconsciously "seamlessly connect" inertia, which is really terrible.

"Have you ever heard of painting the wall?" Zhou Ze asked.

"I've seen movies." The old Taoist replied.

"It's a story in Strange Tales from a lonely studio." Zhou Ze turned his head to the side of the chair. "It's almost the same thing, but in that story, people entered the world of murals, and this time, we entered the world in this notebook. If you guessed right, there should be some pen paintings in the notebook, and everything we saw in that dormitory building is painted here."

"Is it so exaggerated?"

"Now there is only one question. What the hell is that sun Qiu?"

If Zhou Ze is not aware of sun Qiu's problem at this time, he will really be fooled in vain.

From that guy entering the bookstore to telling stories, and then entering Pingchao middle school with the Taoist priest, he was guided by a black cat to find this notebook. The whole thing is actually linked.

Someone is guiding and controlling behind, and seems to be waiting for all this to happen.

This feeling is very uncomfortable. Normal people are not willing to be other people's marionettes.

And the scene of the girl in the deep corridor he saw when he "closed" his notebook reminded him of the little girl in Sancun. She was cute, hungry and good.

Bai Yingying was directly knocked down by the other party and played with binding.

Before, Zhou Ze thought that the other party was an expert who did good things without leaving a name, but who knows, she was not so simple.

What are the intentions of the six pen drawings found in the dormitory? In fact, Zhou Ze can guess some, especially the one about Lao Dao.

Paintings, like movies, are fake and not strictly existing. The pictures and characters in paintings can naturally be unrestrained.

For example, the dormitory building can be bent, for example, there are ghosts one after another in it, and you can't tell any organizational reasons, but fake is fake after all, how can it be true?

Let a living person die in it. In the fake world, let the real living person die. From point to area, you can make the original fake thing have the ability to affect reality.

Like some financing scams, their gimmicks and all the propaganda are basically false, but they can attract financing in reality and swindle huge amounts of money. In the end, it doesn't matter whether it is true or false. It has successfully stirred up the wind and rain in reality.

And because he was originally a "dead man", not a living man, the protagonist of the painting became an old man.

Zhou Ze reached out and rubbed his eyebrows. To be honest, this matter is a little endless. Moreover, it's hard to be stared at and calculated.

"Meow!"

A cat's cry came, and the old Taoist who was sitting in the cab wiping the medicinal wine suddenly froze, and quickly looked out the window. On the overpass not far away, there was a black cat crouching there, his eyes like sapphire, looking here.

"Mom, this cat ran out again."

The Taoist priest is sensitive to cats. Now he recalls that the reason why he proposed to catch the black cat was because there was a white cat beside his former boss. He felt that if Zhou Ze brought a black cat with him, he could effectively improve his b-grid.

Zhou Ze got out of the car and looked over there, still holding the notebook in his hand. On the back of the notebook, there was a sticker, which was the head of a black cat.

The black cat is nearly 100 meters away from Zhou Ze. It licks its claws. It seems that it has some unfinished business. Just now, it's really only a little close to being able to take the old road for meat.

Zhou Ze didn't run to catch the cat and didn't bother to play hide and seek with it. He took out his lighter, lit a flame, and then put the lower end of his notebook up.

Fuck you,

I'll burn it up!

The black cat was stunned at once. It seemed that it didn't expect Zhou Ze to have this reaction. At that moment, it tightened up, and then directly jumped over. The black figure almost flew up on the cement road and jumped on Zhou Ze.

Sure enough,

Is this black cat similar to the spirit of this notebook?

"Hum!"

Zhou Ze's left fingernail grew out and grabbed directly at the black cat that jumped at him.

"Poof!"

The black cat was directly pulled away by Zhou Ze and landed on the ground. Its body began to become illusory and seemed very uncomfortable. It was much weaker than Zhou Ze expected.

"Hey, are you really going to burn it?"

A girl's voice came from Zhou Ze's back. Zhou Ze turned around and saw a little girl sitting on her roof, her feet shaking, as if she were watching a play.

She was watching the play from beginning to end.

The Taoist priest stretched his head out of the car. Before he could look up, he stepped on him directly with one foot.

"Ah, it hurts!"

The Taoist priest winced back in pain.

It's really the Taoist priest who killed himself. The girl sitting in the car swayed her feet. Don't you just walk away with your head out and look up?

"Who the hell are you?" Zhou Ze asked.

"I'm just passing by, and I'm about to leave Tongcheng. I just want to remind you that this notebook is much more valuable than you think. Now it's just polluted. By mistake, it was picked up by a student who can draw pictures, and then painted so many ghost stories about the dormitory on it.

Coupled with the school students' resentment and negative emotions, it will become like that.

But its function is actually much higher than this, and its function is definitely not limited to VR glasses. "

"Why should I trust you?" Zhou Ze asked.

The little girl jumped out of the car and walked in front of Zhou Ze.

a faint smile on one 's face,

His eyes were like stars, and he was quite different from the silly three country girl who had walked into his bookstore before.

"Hey, hey, it's fun. You look like this. It's really fun."

The little girl reached out and wanted to touch Zhou Ze's face.

Zhou Ze's eyes narrowed slightly, but he didn't resist or refuse.

Her palm is very cold and cold. To be honest, it's not very comfortable.

The little girl touched it, raised her head, and sighed with a long sigh, "you know, this is a magic instrument of a judge, a yin-yang book of falling products."

Zhou Ze shook his head, indicating that he didn't know.

He is also a temporary worker,

After becoming a regular, he will be regarded as a genuine ghost, and then he will have to slowly endure until the constable, then the patrol inspection, and then the judge.

It can be said that the level of "judge" is too far away for Zhou Ze.

"No, I isolated the influence of this booklet and limited it to a dormitory building. You said, how long will it take you to realize that what you are looking at is actually a painting? Your place is actually fake?"

The little girl seemed to be talking to herself,

"I'm leaving. The last ring and this notebook are gifts I left for you. You can keep them well. They should be used in the future."

The little girl reached out and grabbed forward. The black cat that had just been sucked away by Zhou Ze turned into a black light and flew into the girl's palm. Then the little girl put it into the notebook.

At the same time, sun Qiu, who had been reading in the bookstore, instantly disappeared, and the book he had been holding fell to the ground.

"Put it away. Although it is badly damaged now, it is still useful. Later, you can even catch some ghosts in it.

For example, Yan ghost or something, and then you can go in and have a look when you want to. In terms of experience, it absolutely explodes the current VR adult technology. "

The little girl withdrew her hand and looked at Zhou Ze carefully again,

"I'm going to go down and come up again next time. If it's difficult, you can also try to keep a low profile. Of course, there's no need to wrong yourself. Forget it. Anyway, after your last life, you seem to be used to it."

"Do you know me?" Zhou Ze asked.

"Hum, do you still think that you in your last life are the real you?" The little girl asked back.

"If you want to tell me something about your previous life, it's too conventional and dog blood." Zhou Ze said.

"Then I'll tell you a more bloody story. I really know you in my last life." The little girl blinked and looked at Zhou Ze,

"Then, you make me stronger."

"........" Zhou Ze.

"How about dog blood?"

Zhou Ze nodded.

"You were so young?" Zhou Ze asked.

He wanted to know whether he was such a beast in his last life.

The little girl bent over with a smile,

Then he began to grow up slowly,

A thin layer of black fog enveloped her,

People can't really see her face, but she did become an adult woman.

Zhou Ze felt better,

not so bad,

Not so beast.

However,

What Zhou Ze couldn't see was that the woman's face in the black fog was a wrinkled and chilling old woman's face.

The old woman was wearing a dark gold robe and a Xiaguan, with countless grace, but her face was indeed extremely mismatched with her body shape and temperament, like an extremely perfect work of art, which was forcibly destroyed and distorted.

"I'll wait for you, and I'll wait for you slowly, waiting for you to climb up step by step, until you return to the day when the Yin division is sealed, and when you can remember something about your last life."

"Come on, you'll make me feel like I'm on the wrong set. We're not shooting the legend of the sword."

"At that time, I will kill you and throw you into the beast road myself, so that I can have the pleasure of revenge.

Your growth is so slow that I can't watch it anymore. I can only give you a few good things to make you fat faster. "

"........" Zhou Ze.

Suddenly felt that it was better to simply go to the wrong set than now.

"Hahaha......"

The woman's figure and the black fog around dissipated in an instant and disappeared into the ground.

She left,

Go very simply.

The door was opened, and the old Taoist with a clear footprint on his face rubbed his face and came out,

He snorted discontentedly at the place where the woman disappeared:

"Oh, woman."