Midnight Bookstore

Death was not scary. What was scary was actually being forgotten.

Sun Qiu was dead. He had been dead for a long time, but his cla.s.smates did not know, his teachers did not know, and even he did not know that under the influence of this inertia, he was still "alive".

However…

Living like this was a sad and pitiful thing.

Think about it, your life, your daily trajectory, the existence of your consciousness and the existence of your consciousness, is actually unchanged.

Then, how much meaning was left in your life, your life, and your life?

Zhou Ze remembered that an incident had happened in Hong Kong before. It was quite famous online and was often compiled into one of Hong Kong"s Top Ten or Eight Supernatural Events.

He was talking about a restaurant"s delivery man delivering food. Standing outside the door, he could hear the sounds of mahjong, but when he knocked on the door, he realized that the four friends inside had been dead for a long time.

This was a typical example.

“Boss, he"s already dead. What should we do?” the old Daoist asked.

Because it was rare for a living person to see ghosts.

However, if it was a dead person who had seen a ghost, it would not be strange. It would be as if a person from the same hometown had tears in his eyes when he saw his hometown.

Furthermore, Sun Qiu"s death was probably not caused by the ghost. In the story that he told, he had probably died, so he had only seen some strange phenomena.

Zhou Ze frowned slightly. The problem now was that he could not confirm the time of Sun Qiu"s death, so he could not confirm whether Sun Qiu had died by accident or by a ghost.

As for Sun Qiu"s incomplete soul, there were many possibilities. It was not necessarily controlled by a stronger ghost.

“Let"s go down and ask the dormitory management first.”

Since Sun Qiu had lost a lot of information because he was a "high-level r.e.t.a.r.d", he could only find a way to break through.

In short, what Zhou Ze needed was a ghost. If Sun Qiu could not capture it, then he would capture the soul of the dormitory manager. It was the same.

It was as if Diaochan was a pig that had been in the military for three years.

He walked down the stairs and arrived at the manager"s office on the first floor. There were two middle-aged men who were still chatting there. The previous few had either left work or gone to search for "prey".

This time, Zhou Ze and the old Daoist priest finally caught their attention.

“What are you doing!”

One of them pointed at Zhou Ze and asked.

Zhou Ze took out a cigarette and bit it. This time, he did not let the old Daoist priest ask. Instead, he said,

“Let me ask you something. Did someone die recently in your dormitory?”

The moment Zhou Ze finished speaking, the expressions of the two dormitory mates changed.

“Are you a police officer or something?” the boy asked.

Zhou Ze shook his head.

“Is that the parent?”

Zhou Ze shook his head again.

“Then why are you asking so many questions? This is a school. Those who are not involved, please leave.” The crew cut walked over and nudged Zhou Ze.

Zhou Ze reached out and grabbed the man"s wrist. The nails on his pinky grew out and touched the man"s skin.

“Hiss…”

The boy fell to his knees, his face twisted in pain.

When the other teacher saw this, he did not back down. He rushed over.

“I"m here to protect you!”

At that moment, the old Daoist priest took the initiative to rush over. After their shoulders collided, the old Daoist priest directly threw him over his shoulder, causing him to fall to the ground. The dormitory manager almost suffocated from the fall.

Actually, the old Daoist knew martial arts. He might have looked like the most invisible person in the library, but that was only when compared to ghosts, zombies, and normal people.

“Speak.”

Zhou Ze dragged a chair over and sat down, allowing the other party to kneel before him.

The crew cut looked at Zhou Ze with a terrifying gaze, but he did not answer Zhou Ze"s question. Instead, he asked, “Who are you people and what do you want to do… Ahhh!”

Zhou Ze"s nails touched the boy"s skin again. At the same time, Zhou Ze lifted the boy"s clothes and covered his mouth, preventing him from screaming.

“Go ahead and scream. No one will listen to you even if you scream your throat out.”

The old Daoist priest gloated.

“Answer whatever I ask.”

Boss Zhou had been anxious for a long time for that 1% of the sales. He really didn"t want to talk to unrelated people anymore.

“Has there been a manager recently who died?”

Xiaoping was in so much pain that his tears and snot were flowing out. This time, he was truly afraid. He immediately nodded and said,

“Yes, there"s one. He left last month due to an incident. His name is w.a.n.g Baogang.”

“How did he die?” Zhou Ze asked.

“He jumped off a building and died. He jumped off the building and fell to his death.”

“Oh, does he have any special hobbies like wearing leather shoes?”

Generally speaking, it was normal for adults to wear leather shoes, especially at work, but this was a school. To put it nicely, the dormitory management teacher was a teacher, but in reality, the school had hired some young and strong men to act as" hired thugs". It did not fit the teacher at all.

One of the two in the room was wearing slippers, and the other was only wearing sneakers. It was quite unique for them to come to the dormitory for a ward round in leather shoes.

“Yes, he likes to wear leather shoes, and he likes to wear suits. We used to laugh at him for treating himself like a teacher, coming here to work every time.”

“Where did he die?” Zhou Ze asked.

“It"s in the flowerbed in front of this building,” the crew cut said as he pointed. “His room is on the first floor. He used to share a room with me, but after something happened to him, I moved out to live with someone else.”

Zhou Ze nodded. “Bring me to his room.”

Carrying the boy, they entered a bedroom. It was the same layout as the student dormitory, but there was no bunk. There was a big bed and a socket.

“Did no one take his things?” Zhou Ze asked.

“No, he only had one sister. She was in another city. When he died, the school notified her that she was coming. Then, according to the compensation given by the worker, the school did not cause any trouble. After the funeral was settled, they left. They did not plan to take away his things.”

Zhou Ze nodded. There were still some clothes in the closet, and most importantly, there were two pairs of leather shoes under the bedside table.

“These are the leather shoes he usually wears,” the crew cut explained.

Zhou Ze squatted down in front of the leather shoes and picked up a shoe. He reached out to touch the bottom of the shoe. There was some mud that had yet to dry.

The dormitory was very damp, especially at the aisle.

Typically, when the dormitory supervisor inspected the dormitory, the soles of his shoes would get wet, but according to what the crew cut said, this w.a.n.g Baogang had died last month. His shoes should have been left there, so how could they get wet?

“Why did w.a.n.g Baogang jump?” Zhou Ze asked.

“I don"t know about that.” The crew cut shook his head. “He did not seem to be affected. That night, everything was the same. He took the key and went for a ward round.”

Zhou Ze looked around, searching.

Whether w.a.n.g Baogang"s soul had killed Sun Qiu or not, it could at least prove one thing—w.a.n.g Baogang"s soul was still wandering around the dormitory.

“Go ahead. You can call the police,” Zhou Ze said.

Xiao Ping was stunned for a moment before he left the room. As for whether he would call the police, Zhou Ze was really not very worried.

After that, there was only Zhou Ze left in the room. The nails on Zhou Ze"s right hand grew out, and a ball of black gas circled around his palm. Then, Zhou Ze touched the tile with his fingertips, and the black gas flowed into the tile.

Not long after,

From where the shoes were placed on the bedside table, black footprints that could only be seen by Zhou Ze appeared. The footprints kept moving forward.

Zhou Ze opened the dormitory door and followed the footprints.

They went upstairs.

The footprints continued to move back and forth between the corridors.

At the entrance of the student dormitory, things were sometimes complicated and varied.

This meant that even if w.a.n.g Baogang was dead, he was still doing his duty as a teacher.

He was still checking the dormitory, still staring at the students, still checking the students" room. In the middle of the night, he would stand at the door and wait for a long time.

He was already dead.

Therefore, he had a lot of time.

They could work better.

The students in the bedroom did not know that they had to fight the teacher while facing the gaze of a ghost!

Suddenly, Zhou Ze"s eyes narrowed. He saw that there were black footprints outside a bedroom door at the end of the corridor.

This meant that w.a.n.g Baogang had been here for a long time. One could even see his hesitation and hesitation from the footprints.

Zhou Ze walked to the door of the dormitory. To his surprise, there was a white note with the words" storeroom "on it. This meant that the dormitory had been abandoned, and there were no students living there.

Zhou Ze reached out to open the door, but it was locked. His nails dug into it, and with a little force, the lock was pried open. Zhou Ze still walked in.

The bed in the bedroom was empty, and there was a pile of trash like a mop and broom. There was nothing special about it.

However, Zhou Ze knew that there must be something special about this place for w.a.n.g Baogang to be stuck here for so long.

Zhou Ze sat down on the dusty bed, and the bed creaked.

Night,

Very quiet.

It was extremely quiet.

Slowly, Zhou Ze"s vision began to blur. He suddenly stood up, and the blurry feeling disappeared. As a ghost, he could not sleep normally.

Sometimes, Zhou Ze felt that this was a form of torture, but later on, he slowly realized that being unable to sleep normally was also a guarantee that the ghost wouldn"t be affected by ghosts.

“Gulp… Gulp…”

“Gulp… Gulp…”

Below, the sound of flowing spring water could be heard, and there was a thick stench of blood.

Zhou Ze started to slowly retreat. However, when he turned around, he realized that the door that he had entered had become a wall.

Under this room…

Bright red blood began to spread.

In the distance, it was as if a sea of blood was rolling over. Waves roared, instantly drowning the entire dormitory.

“Gulp… Gulp…”

Zhou Ze"s entire body was submerged in the blood, and everything around him was covered in a dark glow. This made Zhou Ze feel like he was walking through the Yellow Springs into the pool for the first time.

At that moment, the sound of dripping came from outside the wall.

It was like someone was slowly walking over in leather shoes.

He was getting closer and closer.

Then, she walked to the spot that was one wall away from Zhou Ze.

He knocked on the wall.

He said in a deep voice,

“Lights out, lights off!”

Pa!

There seemed to be a ma.s.s of black ink spreading crazily in the blood.

The redness instantly turned into darkness.

Just like…

Lantern,

Turn it off…