In the morning, the sun was shining brightly. When boss Zhou opened his eyes, he found himself lying on the sofa in the bookstore,
In front of him..,
Coffee and newspapers.
Zhou Ze smiled and reached out to rub his temples. His head was still in so much pain, as if he had not completely recovered from his dizziness.
Moreover, this scene was really too familiar. A while ago, that idiot had deliberately created a similar atmosphere for himself in order to please him.
However, this time, it was a little different. The difference was that the newspaper was not the kind that was ironed and pasted, but it was wet. The top of the bookstore was still dripping with rain.
Bai Yingying was slacking off,
The old Daoist was also slacking off.
Although the sun was shining brightly outside and it was not raining, the inside of the bookstore was like a water curtain cave. There was also a shallow pool of water on the ground, and there seemed to be many dead fish and rotten prawns in the water.
There was a rotten and damp smell all around, emitting a disgusting musty smell.
Zhou Ze placed one hand on the coffee table and the other on his chin. He had a very disgusting feeling, but he still forced himself to shake his head. The light in his eyes was sometimes clear and sometimes turbid.
Opposite Zhou Ze sat a black shadow. The black shadow was wearing a clown mask and was dressed in black. In front of him, there was also a cup of coffee and a newspaper.
Looking at the coffee on the coffee table and smelling the familiar smell of cat feces,
Boss Zhou frowned slightly,
Even in a dream,
Having a stranger drink his coffee,
Boss Zhou still felt very uncomfortable.
"You're the only one left."
Under the clown mask, there seemed to be a very young soul hidden. When the other party's voice spoke, it had a strong "Feminine" voice, but it was also a man's voice. When he spoke, it gave people the feeling that he was singing.
It was like sitting below the stage and watching the Hua Dan perform.
"Am I the only one left?"
Zhou Ze was a little confused, but he still stood up from his seat. However, when Zhou Ze was about to walk out of his seat, he found that his feet seemed to be stuck by strong glue and could not move.
Under the forced exertion, Zhou Ze staggered a few steps and lay back on the sofa. This time, the sofa seemed to be filled with mucus, firmly sticking Zhou Ze's entire back to it.
Boss Zhou was like a fly that had landed on flypaper. After flapping a few times, he was too lazy to flap.
"The Seven Sins Sect is about to be completely gathered. Furthermore, it's much better than I expected."
The clown stood up. He was not restrained and walked toward Zhou Ze.
On his black clothes, six dots appeared, rotating continuously. Now, there was only one left.
Silver fish.
Greed, Gluttony, Pride, Envy, Wrath,
He still lacked Lazy Zhou.
"What the hell are you?"
Zhou Ze asked.
"I'm not a thing."
The other party replied.
"Honest." Zhou Ze was stunned for a moment. He was so honest that it made his heart ache.
"You're the only one left."
Under the clown mask, there seemed to be a pair of deep eyes. It was this pair of eyes that could see through a person's heart and draw out their desires.
Desire is a fire.
He guided it out and turned it into a fire dragon.
It was enough to devour the host!
However, the Clown also seemed to be a little confused.
This was because the scene in this study room had a dilapidated and dirty smell. It was very far from what he wanted, and it was also very far from what boss Zhou wanted.
It seemed that something had gone wrong at some point.
But even the clown did not know where the mistake had gone wrong.
Was it because he was still too weak and tired?
"Let's change it."
The clown raised his hand.
The water under the study room began to dissipate.
The dripping water on the beam was also gradually disappearing.
The moldy smell began to disappear. Everything began to move closer to the study room in reality.
Zhou Ze looked at the clown in front of him. He watched him change and adjust. It was as if he was watching an executioner choosing a Barbie doll's ornament for the dog's head.
All of this was to make the death row prisoner feel a little warmer when he died.
After all, as a ghost, Master Zhou was a decent person when he was alive.
"Do you think it's better this way?"
The clown asked Zhou Ze.
Zhou Ze smiled and remained silent.
The clown walked toward Zhou Ze. He was less than two meters away from Zhou Ze. He was a little relaxed and a little glad. He said,
"It's too troublesome to just draw fire to myself. You suffered a heavy blow to your brain, and your consciousness is already damaged. It's really convenient for me. In fact, it's much easier than when I was dealing with the others."
Zhou Ze tried to reach out to pick up the teacup in front of him, but because his back was stuck to the sofa, his hand couldn't reach it.
The clown helped him pick up the teacup and placed it in Zhou Ze's hand. He was very friendly.
Zhou Ze took a sip of tea.
He was calm and composed.
The eyes under the clown mask seemed to narrow at this moment.
An instinctive sense of danger began to strike.
He didn't know where the sense of danger came from.
But he felt that.
This time.
Something didn't seem right.
However, the clown still opened his palm. In the center of his palm, a sarcoma appeared. The sarcoma kept moving and then slowly split open.
A milky white worm popped out of the tumor. The worm's body began to elongate, gradually elongating into a strange arc.
It was a white bug, but at this moment, it gave people the feeling that it was a little like a snake.
It began to spread toward Zhou Ze's body.
With a plop,
It landed in Zhou Ze's teacup.
A look of disgust appeared in Zhou Ze's eyes.
He wanted to drink another two sips of tea.
Then …
The white bug's body continued to stretch. It followed Zhou Ze's arm and continued to move upward. Then, it arrived at Zhou Ze's chest.
It was like an explorer, traveling through every part of Zhou Ze's body. Wherever it passed, it was extremely smooth and tender. It was even as cold as ice, and there was a sense of warmth in the coldness.
If you lay down and let it crawl on your back, it would probably be very comfortable.
Zhou Ze lowered his head and looked at the white bug. He said thoughtfully,
"Are you doing this for evolution?"
The clown seemed to be a little surprised. He said slowly, "You surprised me. I was so surprised that I had an illusion that you weren't as simple as a ghost.
But it doesn't matter. After I eat you, I will enter a dormant state. When I wake up again, I will start the next meal. "
Zhou Ze's gaze moved away from the white bug, even if it was trying to drill into his body.
He looked out of the window.
He didn't know when it started.
The situation in the study room had returned to normal.
But outside the study room.
There was no sunlight.
Without sunlight, the study room was like a piece of bread without butter. It was a huge regret and a missing piece.
The clown's fingers kept shaking. He was controlling the bug.
The white bug opened its mouth, revealing its rows of sharp teeth. It tried to bite through Zhou Ze's chest and enter. But for some reason, the white bug tried everything it could, but it could not enter an inch. It could not even break through Zhou Ze's skin.
The bug was very anxious and angry, but it did not give up. It continued to bite and tear. It was like a docile pet hiding in Zhou Ze's arms, acting coquettishly.
The clown took a deep breath.
He was now.
He was a little stunned.
Then.
He saw Zhou Ze looking out the window.
He followed Zhou Ze's gaze.
Outside the window.
It was no longer sunny.
It was a rolling turbidity.
It was as if the entire study room had been placed in the depths of the sea and had become an underwater dragon palace.
The refraction of light and shadow became irregular, like the neon lights at the entrance of a nightclub late at night.
The clown took a few steps back.
He was a little confused.
He was also a little terrified.
Because he saw that in the sea outside the window.
There were countless corpses rolling and swimming.
Filth, sin, greed, tyranny, and other emotions were released through the glass as if they were free.
That sea.
It was the last carnival of the undead.
It was an unrestrained … land without a master!
Roar, roar.
One by one, the deviant ghosts with ferocious faces lay outside the window glass and peered inside. They twisted their bodies, bared their big yellow teeth, and trembled their bones.
If it weren't for this glass barrier.
They couldn't wait to rush in and enjoy the freshest blood food!
They were hungry.
They were really hungry.
The clown looked at Zhou Ze. This time, his voice was trembling. It was obvious that he was afraid.
As a person who had the ability to control the Seven Sins Sect, he also experienced the emotion of fear.
"Who... are you?"
Zhou Ze stretched out his hand, and the mucus on his back completely collapsed.
He was like an eagle catching a chicken.
He pinched the white bug that was still wriggling on his chest, trying to find a way to burrow in.
He raised it and placed it in front of his face.
The little bug's body began to shrink.
Obviously, it also sensed fear from the clown. There was a deep bond between the two.
"Do you want to go in?
Don't worry. I'll send you off. "
As he said that.
Zhou Ze opened his mouth.
He put the white bug into his mouth.
It was like swallowing a popsicle on a hot summer day.
That feeling of sourness and dizziness.
It was really intoxicating.
"Where is this?
Why? "
The clown began to retreat. He tried to open the door behind him, but he found that there was a huge "Seal" written on the door of the study.
He used all his strength, but he couldn't open it.
He was trapped here.
At the same time.
The clown understood.
The person he had just seen.
He was also trapped here!
He was the same as himself.
He couldn't get out now.
Zhou Ze slowly stood up.
His eyes were bright.
He stared at the clown.
"He was knocked unconscious.
When you came in.
That pen put you here on purpose. "
As he spoke,
Zhou Ze began to stretch his back.
A series of crisp sounds came from his joints.
Then, he asked softly,
"I heard.
You think.