Midnight Bookstore
/ Midnight Bookstore Chapter 111 – Gui Xiao's Heart Is Poisonous
“Ahhhh!!!!”
“Ahhhh!!!!!”
“Ahhhh!!!!!”
Screams kept coming from the small hospital. The old Daoist stood at the door and saw many people in white coats running out like something was chasing them.
However, they only continued to circle around the yard. They kept falling and getting up like they could not see the door at all. No one came out.
“This is… Ghost Hits Wall?” the old Daoist priest asked Zhou Ze.
Zhou Ze ignored him and continued watching.
He saw a woman chasing after him and asking,
“Do I deserve to die?”
“What time is it?”
“Am I going to die?”
She was anxious.
She was anxious.
She was lost.
It was like if he did not die at a fixed time, his son would not be able to be redeemed.
If he did not die at the designated time, his family would be destroyed.
If he did not die at the designated time, he would have made a huge mistake!
The more Zhou Ze looked, the more he frowned.
The old Daoist priest could not see what was going on inside, so he was confused. However, it was quite interesting to see a group of people running around screaming and falling. They looked like monkeys in a circus. There were a few female nurses who were wearing skirts. As they ran, their clothes were torn, revealing their naked bodies.
lace,
Carved.
And Peppa Pig!
The old Daoist priest wanted to collect some interest for the victims, and his eyes were about to pop out. Anyway, he kept looking at those places that he should not be looking at.
Finally, Zhou Ze could not take it anymore. He really could not take it anymore.
“What a… stupid teammate.”
When the old Daoist priest heard this, he was stunned for a moment. In an instant, Baby felt very wronged, and his old face wrinkled into a soft chrysanthemum.
Boss, you don't have to hit me like that, right?
I was just looking…
You don't look at it, you're not interested, and you're even less… er… but I'm still normal!
Zhou Ze reached out for the old Daoist priest's lighter and happened to see the old Daoist priest looking at him pitifully. Then, as if he understood something, he smiled and said,
“I'm not talking about you.”
“What do you mean?” The old Daoist was really confused.
“Talk about her.”
With that, Zhou Ze pushed open the door and walked in with his walking stick.
The old Daoist priest followed him in. In any case, he would go wherever the boss went. After all, no matter how impressive the boss was, he needed a walkie-talkie that would add “6666”.
The old Daoist had always been very accurate with his position.
However, the moment he followed the boss's footsteps, the old Daoist priest felt a chill run through his body. It was like when you were asleep, someone had used their cold hands to gently slide across your back, helping you wander with their fingertips.
That excitement…
The soft bag underneath the old Daoist priest shrunk into a huge walnut.
Then, a female nurse suddenly ran to the old Taoist and fell before him. The old Taoist quickly bent down to help her up.
“Are you okay? Are you okay?”
When she was helping him up, her hands subconsciously took advantage of him.
En, this was also enforcing justice on behalf of the heavens!
However, to the old Taoist's surprise, the weakness that he had anticipated did not appear. Instead, his hand stabbed into the nurse's chest.
“Hiss…”
The old Daoist priest gasped in shock and started to retreat. However, the nurse stuck to him like a maggot.
“Yay! Boss, help! Help!”
The nurse suddenly raised her head.
Her face started to become rough and bloated. Her face was filled with bumps and hollows, and maggots and worms were running around inside, weaving through the ropes.
She grinned.
With a mouth full of yellow teeth, a large tumor poked out from his mouth. The tumor was yellow-green like it could explode at any moment.
“What time is it? Am I dead?”
The nurse asked the old Taoist.
The old Daoist priest was so frightened that he touched his crotch. It was only then that he realized that he had thrown away the talisman paper that had been burning his crotch previously.
This action successfully attracted the nurse's attention, and her hand reached for the old Taoist's crotch.
“Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh!!!!!”
So cold.
The nurse's hands were so cold.
The old Daoist priest could not stand the cold.
This feeling was like a pole dance at a mountain peak in the Himalayas when the sun was rising.
It was so exciting!
The old Daoist priest hurriedly raised his hands. No one held a gun against him, but there was someone against his gun.
Therefore, surrendering was a subconscious action.
Boss,
Where did you go?
Your loyal old Daoist priest will have no descendants!
“Enough!”
Zhou Ze's voice was heard.
The old Daoist priest felt that Zhou Ze's voice was even better than those beautiful celebrities on television. It was a pity that he could not see where his boss was standing. Otherwise, he would have rushed up and kissed him!
Dong… dong…
The bell sounded the signal to return home.
Everything around him disappeared, and the chilling sensation at the old Daoist's crotch also started to disappear. All that was left was a numbing after-effect. He was so scared that he almost collapsed, and he fell to his knees.
He looked up and saw Zhou Ze standing beside the bell.
There was still a broken needle in Zhou Ze's hand.
“Zizizi… Zizizi…”
The sound of grinding came from the cement floor. It sounded like the sound of a power line breaking, but it was ear-piercing and made one's scalp tingle.
The old Daoist looked around him. There were several doctors, nurses, and even the security guard with a fierce face lying on the ground. He was not dead; he had fainted from shock.
“Tell me… what time is it… Am I dead?”
A woman in white climbed out from behind the bell. She stared blankly at the old Daoist priest, causing the old Daoist priest to shiver in fear. Then, she inadvertently pointed her finger at Zhou Ze, who was on the other side of the woman.
There.
Big Sis,
Where is the big boss? You can kill the big boss first. I am just a small shrimp.
The female ghost gave her face and turned to look at Zhou Ze.
Then, she started to crawl towards Zhou Ze.
Zhou Ze looked at her with disappointment.
This was real disappointment.
In his previous life, Zhou Ze was a doctor. He had always followed his professional ethics. Even though he did not have the great dream of 'saving the world' and selfless dedication, in the studio, he had always adhered to the principle of 'taking people as the basis'.
This small hospital was a microcosm of this street, a microcosm of this black gambling industry. It made Zhou Ze feel depressed and uncomfortable.
That kind of thing.
If you don't do anything, you won't be able to sleep well tonight.
As for the doctors and nurses who had fainted on the ground, if everything went according to plan, they should have come from a proper medical school or a military school. They had their own professional standards, and they were not just there to make up the numbers.
However, this group of people had gone against their own principles and their job as doctors. They had learned how to treat and save people, but they stood beside the dying patient and simply recorded a series of cold data.
Then…
He would watch the patient die with cold eyes, and he would not save the patient because saving and using medicine would affect the fairness of gambling.
There was a popular saying in the circle of doctors: “Persuade people to learn medicine, and lightning strikes the sky.”
Most of the doctors' work was not as relaxing and relaxing as society thought. Most of the medical staff had to face great danger every day, and it came from exposure infections on the operating table, heavy workload, and even… medical disturbances.
But since he was wearing this pure white outfit, he had to live up to his status.
That's right.
Zhou Ze wanted them dead.
Whether it was out of impulse or out of impulse, Zhou Ze really hoped that all the scums in this industry would go to hell!
Playing with people's lives and having fun with them was a blasphemy to life. As someone who had died once, Zhou Ze knew how to cherish his life.
Since you treat human lives as tools to fight, then I can stop treating you as humans.
The old daoist could even beat the fierce-looking security guard. Even though Zhou Ze was using a walking stick, if he used his nails, even a cow would have to kneel down.
But just like that, Zhou Ze naturally backed out and said, “I can't afford to offend you.”
There were some things that he could not do, so he wanted to watch from the sidelines.
He was indulging, he was being passive.
Purpose.
He was using someone else to kill him.
“In any case, you will definitely become a Specter. You will no longer be able to enter the cycle of reincarnation. Even if you go to hell, you will have to endure the endless karmic sinflames until your soul dissipates.
Then,
I might as well give you a chance.
Get rid of this trash.
You are straightforward.
I'm happy too.
It could also dissipate some of the haze in the sky.
But this woman before him…
Like a fool!
Zhou Ze gave her a chance, and he even gave her a secret push. She was much stronger than normal Specters, and she had the power to take revenge.
But did her so-called revenge only scare people into fainting?
When they wake up, they will be a good woman again?
Zizizi… Zizi… Zizi… Zizi…
The female ghost continued to crawl towards Zhou Ze. She looked at him pitifully and asked,
“What time is it? Did I die?
Please,
Tell me, tell me…”
Zhou Ze slowly bent down and looked at the female ghost's pitted face.
“Don't you hate it?”
Yes, don't you hate it?
“What time is it?” the female ghost continued to ask.
Zhou Ze pointed at the nurses and doctors who were unconscious and asked, “Don't you want revenge?”
They placed you on the cold bed and watched you die. Don't you want to take revenge on them? Don't you want to find those gamblers, don't you want to find those behind-the-scenes dealers, don't you want to find the husband who pushed you into the abyss—revenge?
“Hurry up and tell me what time it is. I'm calculating whether I should die or not. Only when I'm dead can I have money. My husband has money, and my family has money. Only then can my son redeem it.
Tell me, tell me, what time is it, what time is it!
' I must die at the appointed time. My family needs money. My son needs money when he grows up. He needs money when he goes to school. He needs money when he marries in the future. '
What time is it?
Hurry up and tell me, tell me!!!!!!!”
The female ghost seemed to be very angry at Zhou Ze for ignoring her answers time and time again. She started to become extremely angry and wanted to strangle Zhou Ze to death!
Zhou Ze was stunned.
This female ghost…
She had no intention of killing the doctors and nurses.
But he was actually trying to kill him?
For a moment, Zhou Ze wanted to laugh. Then, he laughed.
“Hehehe…”
Zhou Ze smiled and slowly stood up.
The female ghost subconsciously wanted to pounce on Zhou Ze.
“What are you laughing at? Answer me, what time is it?”
Zhou Ze reached out his hand, and his nails pierced into the female ghost's forehead. The female ghost let out a shrill scream. Zhou Ze's nails were like iron, bringing her immense pain.
“Boss?” The old Daoist walked over.
Zhou Ze closed his eyes. He thought of the old woman who had come to the bookstore that night, and he realized that he had died prematurely. He was unwilling to accept that. He thought of the old man who had been guarded by his son in his room, watching the clock as he prepared to die.
Life was precious, but the prerequisite was that one knew how to cherish and respect it.
Life is your own. If you don't cherish it, don't blame others for looking down on your life!
Zhou Ze shook his head.
He said,
“Old Daoist, I think I've done something wrong. I seem to have been a busybody.”
“Hmm?” The old Daoist priest still did not understand.
Zhou Ze opened his eyes and looked at the doctors and nurses who were unconscious on the ground.
“I realized that I don't hate these guys as much as before.”
“Er, why? They're just a bunch of beasts,” the old Daoist said.
Zhou Ze looked at the female ghost that was twisting and struggling under his palm.
Dao:
Right
They were beasts.
But a pitiful person must have something to hate. “
Chapter end
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