In the dark,

It seems to produce some light,

For a time,

It's a little unexpected,

This sharp contrast makes the eyes very uncomfortable,

Zhou Ze subconsciously closed his eyes,

round the ear,

It's the hustle and bustle of traffic and people.

I seem to be standing on the street.

After a while, I opened my eyes again and saw that everything around me was so familiar.

Familiar streets,

Familiar street lights,

Familiar fire hydrants,

And,

Familiar plaque of "listen to it and I'll hear it".

Look sideways,

Sure enough,

On the sofa next to the French window of the library,

Lying on my back,

Holding a newspaper in his hand, he added sugar to the coffee cup while looking at it.

This time,

Is it here,

Is it a bookstore?

Zhou Ze didn't move, but continued to stand quietly in place. From time to time, someone shuttled by, but he had nothing to do with him.

Some hesitation,

Some hesitation,

There are some unknown... Hesitating.

In a daze,

This dream,

I've been here all the time,

here,

Is it the end?

What Zhou Ze doesn't know is,

In the crowd,

A man in a black sweater was standing against a telegraph pole,

Under the brim,

Hidden is a face exactly like him.

Just because the crowd on the street is surging, he is well hidden.

"Go in, hurry in, it's all here, go in."

The man smiled and talked to himself.

"There are only two left. If you cut him, there will be only me left, hehe."

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

The man murmured,

Subconsciously, he reached out and grabbed his chest, as if it was painful, but his face was still wearing a happy smile.

Tear open a corner of the sweater,

A bloody wound was exposed.

The endless stream of people turned a blind eye to this, as if they could see nothing.

In the middle of the dazzling wound,

With a pen in it,

Most of the body of the pen is in the body.

"You sealed me, but is it useful?"

The man lowered his head,

It's like talking to the pen on your chest.

"As long as he kills him in the bookstore, there is only me left. He is me and I am him. Your seal is useful?"

The pen stabbed coldly into the meat without any reaction.

What it can do,

In fact, it means nailing him to death,

As for others,

There is nothing it can do.

After all,

What it seals,

He is an ancient general,

Once dared to resist the existence of the Yellow Emperor,

Lord of the nether world,

Even if it almost fell,

It's not so easy to deal with.

"I help him cut three corpses, so that he can learn how to fight, save him much time and energy;

of course,

You have to charge a little interest,

Cut it,

Cut it,

Have already beheaded the previous life,

And cut off the fetters left by the Fujun,

Then cut off the present himself,

After that,

Even if the damn seal is still there,

But it's meaningless,

He,

Has become me,

Completely integrate with me! "

The man reached out and grabbed the pen,

He didn't pull it out,

Instead, press down hard,

At the same time, a deep cry of pain came out,

It seems that this kind of self mutilation can make him feel more enjoyable and happy!

"Hehe, stab, stab, continue stabbing,

You,

How long can you stab me?

A watchdog consciousness born during my false reincarnation sleep healing,

How dare you really be presumptuous to me!

Who is it?

Gave him courage,

Who is it,

Give him confidence?

Is it your pen?

Or the prince of Mount Tai who was so ridiculous that he was fooled around by the king Bodhisattva of Tibet?

Coffee?

newspaper?

Sugar?

Hehe... "

…………

Across the glass,

Look at yourself,

A little vague,

But I feel the same,

And it's true empathy.

Because,

This position,

This action,

This scene,

This is what Zhou Ze has been doing for more than a year.

As long as there is no accident, no emergency, or it is useless to have an emergency,

Wake up in the morning,

I will lie in that position.

It won't take long to lie down,

Yingying will bring newspapers and coffee,

In order to open their daily life.

I don't know how long I watched it,

Zhou Ze silently raised his feet,

Walk towards the gate.

Open the door,

Zhou Ze saw the old Taoist sitting behind the bar,

The Taoist priest is there catching lice for monkeys,

The little monkey looked at the old Taoist with a sad face, looking helpless.

It is a monkey that can broadcast live, cut songs and take a taxi,

It consciously loves sanitation more than the old man,

Where are lice?

But the Taoist priest doesn't think so. Is a monkey called a monkey without lice?

In other words,

The Taoist priest is not so much catching lice as enjoying the happiness of being with monkeys. He is enjoying his grandchildren.

I haven't been married all my life, although I occasionally go to protect my foot,

But that's also your love. I'm willing to help each other with money and goods,

Linlao meets a monkey,

Lao Dao is really a grandson.

"Oh, here comes the guest."

The old Taoist raised his head, saw Zhou Ze coming in, stretched out his hand, pointed to the sign and said:

"Our minimum consumption is 1000."

Remember that at the beginning of the first day, the minimum consumption was "100",

But because of the great achievements made since the reform and opening up,

With the continuous great progress of society under the guidance of the new era and new ideological guidelines,

As a result, even if there is a "minimum consumption 100" sign,

There are still many guests coming in for consumption,

Later, it was simply changed to "1000",

It is estimated that at the current rate of inflation, most people will not be willing to spend for at least a few years.

Zhou Ze nodded and said nothing.

Seeing that Zhou Ze didn't have anything, the Taoist priest didn't bother to talk to him anymore and continued to catch lice for the monkey.

Bookstores treat living guests with no enthusiasm for dead guests,

This is tradition,

It is also a feature.

"The weather is good today."

Xu Qinglang came down from upstairs,

He is wearing a white shirt and blue jeans today,

It looks very heroic.

honestly,

Maybe flattery is innate,

But Lao Xu has never really pinched the disgusting person of pretending to be a woman,

Beautiful,

It's really not his fault,

More beautiful than most women,

It's not his fault.

In terms of his usual speech and behavior, he is actually quite a man.

"Lao Xu."

Zhou Ze saw the man sitting on the sofa waving his hand to Xu Qinglang,

"Lao Xu, I have good news for you."

"What?"

"It seems that the real estate tax is really coming."

"........" Xu Qinglang.

"Hehe."

After sharing the pleasure with Lao Xu,

The man sitting on the sofa continued to read the newspaper by himself.

I really hate house prices. I worked so hard in my last life that I could only buy a small house.

Their income, when doctors occasionally do a knife to receive extra money, is actually very considerable, much higher than the income of ordinary people;

But the problem is that he is an orphan.

I don't have six wallets.

Xu Qinglang went to the kitchen and soon heard the sound of rolling noodles.

Zhou Ze remembered,

Lao Xu used to open a noodle shop,

At that time, it was next to Xu Le's bookstore. The sign of the noodle shop was hanging, and it was a takeaway business.

Under Lao Xu,

It's really unique.

The last time I made noodles with pickled cabbage and shredded pork, all the Cuihua from hell were full of praise. They ate them while spitting, but they ate them up.

"Hum hum,

boss,

They just ate chicken! "

Yingying ran down excitedly,

Flirt with the one lying on the sofa.

Charming and lovely,

No matter how hard the steel is, it seems that it can become soft in front of Yingying at this time.

Zhou Ze suddenly,

This seems to be the most leisurely period of the bookstore,

Lao Xu has not experienced his master's business, and has become a crazy talisman paper;

The Taoist priest just got to know the monkey, and Yingying was still addicted to eating chicken, which was very popular at the beginning, but now it is almost cool.

Little Luoli hasn't lived in yet,

Lawyer an hasn't appeared yet,

Everyone lives leisurely and comfortably in the library,

Waiting for the ghost to come to do a business every night,

Listen to the story,

Have a chat.

Not so much trouble, not so much trouble,

free from restraint,

Years are quiet.

Take a deep breath,

Zhou Ze squinted,

then,

He walked to the opposite side of himself and sat down.

Do not know why?

When you sit down,

Looking at the opposite self,

Ge Youzhu,

Sipping coffee,

Looking at the newspaper,

Basking in the sun,

Lazy,

Don't try to make progress,

Also a happy look;

Zhou Ze suddenly felt uncontrollable,

The urge to whip him.

At the same time,

Zhou Ze thought again,

Now I'm sitting in the most common position in the library as lawyer Jin'an,

When I read newspapers and drink coffee there every day,

Lawyer an likes to sit opposite him,

Asshole,

This product always wanted to smoke me!

…………

Outside the bookstore,

The man in black came slowly,

He didn't go in,

Instead, I stood in front of the bookstore and watched.

soon,

soon,

It's time to do it.

Keep remembering,

Remember more,

This is my gift to you,

At the same time,

It is also your last fate.

"Hum!"

The pen on his chest trembled,

The man had to kneel on one knee and press his hand firmly on the wound.

"Hehe, are you afraid?

But you can't stop it,

It can't be stopped.

He gave me this opportunity,

I pushed the boat to give him this opportunity,

You,

You can only watch from the side,

Very unwilling, right?

Very unwilling, right?

Then you can go out and tell him,

Go and warn him,

As soon as you leave, you will become a concrete consciousness and communicate with it,

This seal,

It's completely gone,

You can't help it,

I can't help it at all,

Right? "

"Hum!"

The pen trembled again,

then,

The tremor became weaker and weaker.

"Why, did you give in?"

"Hum!"

The pen trembled again.

"Cherish the time when you can seal my life. Soon, you won't be qualified;

One day, you can seal me once,

It's you and the master who created you,

Glory. "

"Ding Dong..."

The pen cover fell to the ground,

Rolled around.

The man looked at the pen cover on the ground,

His smiling face suddenly twisted with anger,

Growl in a low voice:

"Are you saying I'm afraid?

ha-ha,

Ridiculous,

What am I afraid of? "