"What's wrong with you?" Zhou Ze frowned. It was obvious that he had also smelled the scent.
"It's nothing. I need to pee. You go first!"
After the old Taoist finished speaking, he immediately turned around and ran out.
Zhou Ze looked at his hand and did not ask any more questions. Instead, he took a taxi back to the bookstore.
The old Daoist priest came to the side of the road and took out a piece of talisman paper from his crotch. The talisman paper had already turned red and turned into ashes in the wind.
This was the old Taoist's ancestral talisman. As for why it was hidden in this place, it could only be said that it could not be revealed to outsiders.
However, the scene just now had been imprinted in the old Taoist's memory.
Of course, he lowered his head and looked at the walnuts that were tightly pressed together from the heat.
In fact, it had been branded onto his own body as well.
"Oh my god, boss, I never thought that I would meet your fellow countryman in Tongcheng, which is more than 2,000 kilometers away."
Unknowingly,
Perhaps there was some kind of reaction.
For example, when Zhou Ze watched the old Daoist's live stream, he saw the young man sitting behind the counter of the underworld shop eating porridge with difficulty. He had an inexplicable feeling.
It was not as simple as anorexia.
Actually..,
They were the same kind of people.
In this world, he was not the only and unique one.
Just like how the Faceless Woman roared indignantly in Hell.
"How could you leave?"
That meant,
Zhou Ze was not the only one. Someone else had left in front of the Faceless Woman before.
In addition, Zhou Ze had treated the black-nailed old man after the car accident.
In this world.
It really wasn't as calm as he had imagined.
… …
It was already one in the morning when he took a taxi back to the bookstore. Zhou Ze cleaned up the glass shards on the bathroom floor, then boiled a few pots of water and wiped his body with a towel.
He decided to get someone to install a sprinkler tomorrow to make it easier for him to shower. For a person with mild mysophobia, not being able to shower was definitely a kind of torture.
Returning to the second floor, Zhou Ze set the temperature and lay down. He closed his eyes and prepared to bid farewell to the fatigue and all the troubles of the day.
He slept soundly and peacefully.
The night passed uneventfully.
When he woke up the next morning, Zhou Ze, who had come out of the freezer, went to wash up first. Then, he opened the door and looked next door.
The door next door was closed today.
He could not contact Doctor Lin for the time being.
His wife was gone.
Now even he was gone.
Zhou Ze shook his head violently. Damn it, why would he have such a thought?
Xu Leyu was poisoning people.
Yes,
That must be it.
Zhou Ze had not eaten anything since last night. He could only take out his phone and order a takeaway, asking the owner to send more vinegar.
After waiting for about twenty minutes, a young man in a yellow takeaway uniform drove an electric car over. He pushed open the door and walked in. He handed the takeaway to Zhou Ze, who was sitting behind the counter reading a book.
"Thank you, it's not easy for you to deliver takeaway during Chinese New Year," Zhou Ze said politely.
"It's not easy for you either. You still have to eat takeout during Chinese New Year," the delivery boy replied.
Zhou Ze was speechless.
Zhou Ze felt like he had been shot in the knee. He raised his head and glanced at the delivery man. The man was young, only in his twenties.
"Is this a bookstore?" The delivery boy looked around the shop. "The kind where you can sit down and read?
How much? "
"I'll give it to you as you see fit," Zhou Ze opened the takeaway bag.
"Alright."
The delivery boy sat down on the plastic stool, found a copy of "Battle Through the Heavens", and began reading it with relish.
Zhou Ze gulped down the bottle of vinegar the shopkeeper had given him. It seemed like he had been trained by Xu Qinglang's insane plum juice recently. He did not feel anything from the ordinary vinegar.
Then, he wolfed down the food. Halfway through the meal, the nausea began to attack him.
Zhou Ze grabbed his neck with both hands and forced himself not to vomit. Finally, after a terrifying stalemate, the nausea began to slowly fade. Zhou Ze wiped the corner of his mouth and began to cough heavily.
"Brother, slow down. In my grandmother's words, your table manners are like the reincarnation of a hungry ghost."
The deliveryman said while reading a book.
Zhou Ze glared at the man and sat on the chair to catch his breath. He needed a break.
Damn that Xu Qinglang.
Why aren't you opening the door?
Zhou Ze decided that if the bookstore did not open by afternoon, he would have no choice but to break down the door to look for the remaining plum juice or bitter gourd juice. Otherwise, he would not be able to finish his meal.
The deliveryman seemed to have stopped accepting orders. He sat there for an hour reading a novel.
"Huh, why does it smell like burnt coal?" The deliveryman suddenly sniffed and walked out of the bookstore.
Zhou Ze did not think much of it. The deliveryman was probably unwilling to pay for the book he was reading. It did not matter.
This bookstore was really making money based on fate.
However, the deliveryman who had just walked out immediately opened his mouth and shouted,
"Wow, it's on fire."
Zhou Ze was alerted and immediately walked out of the shop. He looked up and his gaze immediately froze. Thick smoke was billowing from the fourth floor of the building above.
This was …
The location of the cinema!
In the original commercial center, the only place that was still popular now was the cinema. Moreover, because it was the New Year's Eve, there were a lot of people coming here to watch movies.
"Let's go and save them." The deliveryman ran in that direction.
Zhou Ze stood there and hesitated for ten seconds. The fire was definitely big, but it would definitely not burn his bookstore. He was restraining his instinct to save people.
In the past, he could not remember how many times he had rushed to the frontline of the disaster to participate in the rescue, but recently, he had decided to change this bad habit.
However, after a fierce struggle in his mind, Zhou Ze still ran over with them.
He …
Was still cheap!
Many people ran down the stairs from the first floor to the third floor, while Zhou Ze ran up.
Although this business center was "Abandoned", it was located in the city. The fire engine should be able to arrive soon.
There were not as many people watching the movie in the morning as there were in the afternoon, but the number of people was still considerable. When Zhou Ze ran down the stairs to the fourth floor, he saw that the smoke inside was much thicker, and the flames were burning very strangely. Even if there was a fire outside, it would not be so exaggerated!
However, this was not the time to analyze the cause. In the thick smoke, Zhou Ze saw the deliveryman, whose face was blackened by the smoke, running out with an old woman on his back.
The other party glanced at Zhou Ze and smiled, revealing a mouthful of white teeth. Then, he turned around and ran back to the viewing area to continue saving people.
The fire did not spread completely, but in the viewing area, the fire was very exaggerated.
Zhou Ze did not hesitate anymore. Since he was already here, he had to do something. He immediately ran into the thick smoke.
"Cough cough …" Cough cough … "
Without any protective measures, rushing in was a very stupid act. It was very easy to not only fail to save people, but also die.
Therefore, Zhou Ze knew that his time was limited. If he saw anyone who needed help, he would just bring them out. He could not do much else. He could only wait for the professional firefighters to come and deal with it.
"Phew …"
Zhou Ze had just opened the door of Cinema Number 2 when the flames shot out. Zhou Ze could only retreat to avoid them.
Inside, there were even cries and shouts.
Zhou Ze gritted his teeth and rushed in. There were flames everywhere in the theater. The ground, the ceiling, and the walls were all on fire. Due to the cramped space, the thick smoke from the burning could only stay here.
Among the victims of a fire, there were more people who died from the smoke than from the fire.
It was only at this time that everyone realized how important it was to watch the annoying fire alarm video before watching the movie.
As soon as Zhou Ze rushed in, he saw two people lying in the small space in the corridor.
One was an adult man in a black suit. He was lying on the ground, coughing. It was obvious that he could not get up.
The other was a boy about ten years old. He was lying on the ground unconscious. It was unknown if he had fainted or suffocated to death.
"Save me … save me … save …" The man in the suit raised his head with difficulty and looked at Zhou Ze who was standing in front of him.
Zhou Ze jumped over him and carried the little boy on his back. He was ready to rush out first.
He was already feeling dizzy. Obviously, without a gas mask and other professional equipment, he would not be able to hold on for long.
However, just as he was about to run out with the boy on his back, Zhou Ze felt his feet being pulled by someone. He fell to the ground, and the boy on his back rolled down.
"Save … save … save me first … I … give you … money … save me first …"
The man in the suit used the last bit of his strength to grab Zhou Ze's ankle tightly. He knew that he could not hold on for much longer. He could not breathe at all. He could only feel his lungs burning.
Zhou Ze, who had fallen, felt his head spin. He almost fainted. At that moment, he bit the tip of his tongue with his teeth and forced himself to wake up.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
Zhou Ze used his other foot to kick the man's hand and the man's head.
After a few consecutive kicks, the man finally let go.
Zhou Ze staggered to his feet again. He carried the boy on his back and rushed out of Cinema Number Two.
When they rushed out of the thick smoke and entered the safe zone, Zhou Ze's knees buckled. He fell to his knees. The boy on his back fell too, but since Zhou Ze had subconsciously cushioned him, the fall was not serious.
The firefighters had arrived and were putting out the fire. Some of the firefighters rushed into the fire with their equipment.
"There are still people in Cinema Number Two."
Zhou Ze grabbed the clothes of a firefighter who was running past him.
"Alright, I got it," the man nodded and rushed into the fire.
"Huff … huff … huff …"
Zhou Ze lay on the tile floor, panting heavily. Opposite him, the delivery man in the yellow takeaway uniform was panting too. The two looked at each other and laughed weakly.
The paramedics had arrived. They were a group of angels in white and doctors. Zhou Ze did not have the energy to find out if Doctor Lin was in the rescue operation.
He gritted his teeth and stood up again. Zhou Ze glanced at the boy who was being treated by the doctor. The boy's chest was still rising and falling. He should be fine.
At the same time, Zhou Ze saw a few people being carried out by the firefighters. Some of them could not be saved, and some were. The man in the black suit was lying on the stretcher, motionless. He was probably dead.
Zhou Ze did not feel guilty. He had no reason to feel guilty.
He was a good person who saved people, but it was up to him who he saved first. No one had a reason to kidnap him.
Moreover, at that time, he did not have the ability to carry a child and an adult man out at the same time. If he had done that, he would have died in the end.
It was Xu Le, a "scholar" who had reincarnated in another's body, not Schwarzenegger, who had reincarnated in another's body.
Moreover, that guy had almost caused him to die in the cinema.
He got up with difficulty and rejected the help of the nurse beside him to check his condition. Zhou Ze walked to the bathroom at the other end of the building. He turned on the tap and rubbed his face with cold water.
Finally..,
He caught his breath.
He raised his head,
Zhou Ze looked at himself in the mirror,
He suddenly realized..,
In the mirror, a faint silhouette slowly appeared behind him.
This person..,
Was wearing a black suit,
He stared at himself with a face full of resentment.
He opened his mouth and kept shouting, as if he was questioning himself. He was hysterical and restless.
After a person died, if he encountered a specific opportunity, there was a certain probability that he would turn into a malicious spirit for revenge,
And right now, this man had just died. His soul was still in the stage of turning into a ghost. It would probably completely take shape on the seventh day of his death.
He was not a ghost yet. He could only be said to be a prototype.
However, because of Zhou Ze's own uniqueness, he could sense the other party's existence in advance,
He was hating himself,
Not saving him..,
Even this hatred..,
Did not hesitate to turn him into a malicious spirit!
"Heh, interesting."
Zhou Ze smiled,
He put his head back into the sink and continued to wash himself with water,
At the same time, he sighed in his heart: