Zhou Ze stood up and prepared to call out to the girl.
However, at this moment, he was shocked to find that there were black footprints everywhere in the shopping mall. Not only the girl from before, but the other customers, salespeople, and everyone else's soles seemed to be smeared with a layer of black grease. Every step left a clear footprint.
This was something that Zhou Ze did not expect. Could it be that everyone in this shopping mall was a ghost?
Even if it was the Ghost City, it could not be so exaggerated.
The last time Zhou Ze and Xu Qinglang had seen Madam Bai's banquet, it was only a few tables of people fooling around. It was far from being as grand as it was now. One had to know that Madam Bai had cultivated for two hundred years and had her own temple halfway through.
The feeling of the world spinning suddenly came over him,
Zhou Ze felt as if he was on a merry-go-round in an amusement park,
Everything around him seemed so unreal, so grotesque and dazzling.
You couldn't tell what was fake, and you couldn't figure out what was real,
He could only look around in a daze.
He remembered that not long ago, Xu Qinglang seemed to have the same scene. Then, he suddenly rushed into the road. If he hadn't kicked him, he might have been hit by a car and flown away.
And now, that feeling was coming for him.
That guy..,
Was he planning to attack him?
As a ghost errand boy, it did not seem right for him to be attacked by the ghost that he was chasing. The most terrible thing was that Zhou Ze did not know how to resist.
When it came to catching ghosts, Chen Ge had always been stuck in the mindset that he could always use his fingernails, but this time, it seemed like his fingernails were not going to help him.
He staggered and sat on the ground. Zhou Ze seemed to see someone in front of him hand him some change,
He vaguely heard someone say to him, "This is my change, eight yuan."
Then..,
The girl's head in front of him began to blur. Everything in his line of sight seemed to be wrapped in a layer of paste, making him feel sick and dizzy.
It was as if he had returned to the road to the Yellow Springs, following the crowd and walking forward numbly on his tiptoes,
Buddha said that all living beings were similar,
But on the road to the Yellow Springs, there was only one phase.
Zhou Ze sensed that he could not even breathe. He subconsciously reached out and grabbed his neck. He lowered his head and coughed hard. He wanted to scream, but he could not.
This was a feeling that made one feel like a year, and it was also a form of mental torture. Previously, Xu Qinglang had easily collapsed inside, and Zhou Ze had also fallen into it.
Zhou Ze felt that he should do something, but at that moment, apart from passively enduring everything, it seemed like there was nothing he could do.
Pain.
Depressing.
Suffocation.
One after another torment, does not stop whipping your soul.
…
"Sir, sir, what's the matter?"
The girl handed the change to Zhou Ze, but she suddenly realized that the man's eyes were starting to turn turbid, as if he was in great pain.
The girl's first reaction was that the man was trying to blackmail her. After drinking the water from her supermarket, she immediately felt uncomfortable.
But after watching for a while, he felt that it didn't seem like it. The man seemed to be in real pain.
"Sir, do you want me to call 120 for you?" the girl asked.
Unexpectedly, the man in front of her reached out his hand and pushed her to the ground. Then, he staggered to his feet and ran outside.
The girl wanted to call the police or 120 because she felt that the man's condition was very unstable, but in the end, she did not take out the phone with the mentality that it was better to avoid trouble.
…
Everything around him was like a mirror made of water, reflecting all kinds of colors. A little light shone in, but it did not give people warmth, but it added to the irritation in people's hearts.
Zhou Ze did not know where he was, nor did he know what he was doing. He was even mentally prepared that he might walk onto the road like Xu Qinglang and wait for a car to knock him away.
He could only resist passively. He didn't know where he was, and he didn't know where he was. However, he kept resisting the urge to give up on himself.
"Clang …"
A sound was heard,
Zhou Ze knocked over the trash can in front of him, and then he fell into the pile of trash. The pungent and sour smell did not wake him up. In his vision, there was grass everywhere, like a paradise.
The scenery around him was beautiful, and the colors around him were gorgeous,
But it did not give people the slightest sense of comfort.
This place was more like a cage, making people instinctively reject it and want to escape it.
Cheers and laughter came from around him. There seemed to be a group of orioles and swallows dancing around him. In the distance, there was even incense burning, as if countless people were worshiping the Divine Altar.
All kinds of scenes kept appearing in Zhou Ze's mind, squeezing his nerves bit by bit. Any scene could be the last straw that broke the camel's back.
Finally, the scene froze,
Zhou Ze found himself standing at the entrance of a familiar courtyard,
There was an orphanage sign hanging on it,
And in front of him, there was a couple leaving a stroller there. They seemed to be preparing to leave.
When Zhou Ze grew up, he asked the dean about his birth. In fact, the dean would not hide it when the children grew up. He told Zhou Ze that he was abandoned by his parents.
From then on, Zhou Ze never thought about finding his biological parents again. He only treated it as if his parents were dead, and he no longer needed them in his life.
But at this moment,
Zhou Ze suddenly had a premonition,
The couple in front should be his parents,
And the child in the stroller..,
Should be him.
He subconsciously raised his foot,
He wanted to run over,
He wanted to see what his parents looked like. He might even ask them why they abandoned him.
But this kick only raised his head,
But it did not fall,
Zhou Ze's face revealed a struggling expression,
He instinctively sensed something. If his foot landed, it would be an abyss!
Everything beautiful finally froze into the scene in front of him. This was a poisonous pie. This was a trap that the hunter had set up, waiting for the prey to take that step.
..
At the edge of the rooftop of the building,
Zhou Ze, who was already standing on the wall, was on the verge of collapse. He subconsciously leaned forward again and again as if he was about to fall, but he adjusted his center of gravity again and again.
He was struggling,
He was resisting,
And his life was hanging by a thread.
On one side of the rooftop stood a headless woman.
The woman was no longer wearing a yellow sweater, but a long green robe. The style was a little old, and there were many damages around it. However, the woman stood there coldly, facing Zhou Ze, who seemed like he could fall at any time.
On the rooftop, there was a third person. It was a priest.
It was a pity that Zhou Ze could not open his eyes at this time. Otherwise, he would definitely recognize the priest that he had just met not long ago.
At Miss Liu's funeral, the priest didn't say anything other than handing him a cigarette from beginning to end.
Even when facing the strange and cold dinner party of the two families, the priest only stood at the side and watched quietly, as if he was admiring a painting.
The priest looked at Zhou Ze and then at the headless woman in front of him,
He shook his head,
He said to the headless woman,
"Goddess Qing Yi, he is a ghost."
This was a reminder,
To remind the headless woman in front of him of the identity of this man.
However, this reminder was undoubtedly like adding fuel to the fire.
The priest did not feel like adding fuel to the fire. Instead, he continued, "If he is killed by you, it will cause a reaction from Hell."
The headless woman suddenly turned around and faced the priest.
The priest smiled casually and changed the topic.
"But he is only a temporary ghost. He is not of a high rank. Even if he is gone, he is gone.
At this time, anyone who dares to disturb the Goddess's mood should not have a good ending.
And the Goddess herself did not do anything wrong. "
The headless woman turned around and continued to face Zhou Ze, as if she had let go of this annoying priest.
The priest stood there and continued to act as a spectator. This seemed to be his favorite role.
He knew the identity of this headless woman. He even felt a little strange that this ghost that he had met once before did not immediately detect the woman's identity.
How unfamiliar was this ghost messenger with his business?
She was not a ghost,
She was not an existence that you could control,
But you stared at her and chased after her,
In the end,
You angered her.
Women were very vengeful.
Especially the one in front of him,
A woman who did not have much time left.
The priest looked behind him. The building was very tall, and the view was very good. He could see a construction site in the distance, where the demolition work was being carried out. There, dust was flying.
The most intuitive memory that an era could leave behind was actually the architecture. And the upgrading of the urban area was undoubtedly a process of slowly erasing many of the marks of the past.
Then, he turned around,
Looking at Zhou Ze, who was still standing at the edge, his body swaying back and forth,
The priest was also a little surprised,
This temporary ghost messenger was really able to persevere.
Even if it was him, he might not have been able to persevere for so long.
But at this moment,
The priest suddenly saw that Zhou Ze's fingernails were slowly melting, but the melted juice did not drip down. Instead, it flowed back into his body.
Zhou Ze's skin gradually began to show a bronze luster. This was not a bronze luster caused by the sun and fitness, but a mixture of
Darkness,
A curse,
Coldness,
The colors of many negative existences.
At the same time, the priest noticed that Zhou Ze's tightly closed eyes began to slowly release a green light, like a ferocious beast that was originally hibernating,
At this moment,
He was gradually stimulated to the point that he was about to wake up.
At the corner of Zhou Ze's mouth, two fangs gradually seeped out of his lips.
Bai Yingying had always been very curious about one thing. After all, she was a zombie that had been sleeping for two hundred years, but why would she be whipped by Zhou Ze's fingernails!
In front of her,
The priest, who had a look of disbelief on his face, gave her the answer,
The corner of his mouth twitched,
He spat out two words: