Midnight Bookstore Chapter 250 – Zombie Bookstore!

Bonfire,

slowly ignited,

it did not shoot up into the sky in a split second, but slowly began to burn.

Old Man Cui carried the old woman covered in blood and lay on the firewood. The old woman had been struggling. It could sense fear and knew the harm the fire had done to her, but old man Cui was like a boyfriend comforting his little girlfriend, he kept patting her shoulder, humming songs for her, and saying comforting words to her.

The girl was also lying on the side, but she was a ghost. She was not afraid of the fire. She did not know why she was lying here, nor did she know why her grandfather and mother were lying here.

Her grandfather told her to lie here,

she was lying here.

It was Zhou Ze who lit the fire. Old Man Cui followed the agreement. After the deed was done, he comforted the old woman and went to the “Stake”together.

All heterosexuals should be burned to death,

however, even though the heterosexuals were lying on the burning firewood, they were still sprinkling dog food on the ground.

It was beyond the age level,

it could even be said that it was beyond the boundaries of species isolation,

the Oriental version of the human-ghost romance was still going on.

“Is This Love?”

Xu Qinglang sighed.

People would always sigh about some things that were beyond their expectations,

for example, moving love stories.

Because for most people, couples were just birds in the same forest. Those who could die together were, after all, a minority of the minority.

Most of the vows and promises were made,

they could only guarantee that when the man and woman were in front of the flowers and under the moon, they would speak the truth,

then, as time passed, whether or not they could really carry out these promises and grand wishes, they did not have to be too serious. They could not be serious either.

“Before you start screaming, you can still go up and take a selfie with the bonfire. Post it on Weibo or wechat. The title can be:

“I'm so happy. Tonight, I witnessed true love.”

Or..,

“When can I find a man who treats me like this?”

Xu Qinglang ignored Zhou Ze's sarcasm, but she still replied:

“I'm very surprised that you will really compromise.”

“What can I do if I don't compromise?”Zhou ze shook his head and continued, “If compromise can bring about the best ending, I'm willing to compromise.”

“The best ending?”

“This is the best ending. I have an explanation for everyone,”Zhou Ze replied.

“Explanation?”

“Sun Kewang killed his mother. It was a heinous crime, but the old woman also killed many people who didn't deserve to die. If they all died in the end, at least no one would be unconvinced, right?”

“Your Logic…”

“I'm not a judge or a police officer. My duty is to let this old woman who has turned into a zombie burn and get rid of her. I don't want her to go out and cause trouble for me. This ending is already the best.”

The fire started to burn,

it gradually swallowed old man Cui and the old woman together,

there were shrill screams and struggling figures inside. It was hard to tell whether old man Cui was screaming or the old woman was screaming.

“That wife and that son really don't deserve to die,”Xu Qinglang sighed. “This is perhaps the biggest regret.”

A revenge,

a cycle of karma,

because it involved strangers,

so it didn't always feel complete.

Just like a piece of art that was stained with a stain, many of the famous paintings that were passed down today had the same reason that Emperor Qianlong felt good about himself. It was a bit of a Killjoy.

People always expected heroes to be absolutely flawless in their personal character and private life, but that was often not the case

Martin Luther King lectured all the way, hired prostitutes all the way, and even played double fly,

it did not affect his speech in the textbook.

Zhou Ze knew that Xu Qinglang's mentality was purely that of a melon-eater. He always thought that the drama on stage could be performed perfectly.

“Should I perform a ritual for the mother and Son?”Xu Qinglang asked.

“There's no need.”

“But they died a pitiful death after all.”

“Maybe the old woman found out that she was pregnant before she died and didn't dare to tell her son. She told her grandson or daughter-in-law, and then they went to inform on her.”

“Did you ask?”

“No.”

“Then why do you say that?”

“Because you don't feel well.”

The fire began to extinguish slowly. Zhou Ze stopped talking nonsense with Xu Qinglang and walked up to check. Ashes to Ashes, dust to dust. Old Man Cui had been a yin-yang eye all his life, but in the end, he ended up like this, which inevitably made people feel a little sad.

The little girl stood on the ashes and still looked at Zhou ze blankly.

“Come, I'll send you to where you should go to find your father… your grandfather and mother.”

As she said that,

zhou Ze opened the gates of Hell.

Whether it was right or wrong, it had nothing to do with right or wrong,

all of this should be put to an end.

The little girl walked toward the gates of hell blankly. What awaited her was a new beginning.

People often thought that the ghost errand was the end of everything. However, they could also be seen as the prelude to a new song.

“Uncle, Grandpa said that his diary is under the wooden block under the stove. If you want it, you can go and get it.”

“Okay.”Zhou ze smiled and gestured for her to go in.

“Uncle, Grandpa also said that mom wouldn't be like this. He said that it was because of the flute.”

After the little girl said this, she walked into the gates of Hell.

Zhou ze clapped his hands, and the gates of Hell disappeared. He turned around and looked at Xu Qinglang,

“What did she just say, the flute?”

“Plop…”

Xu Qinglang didn't answer,

instead, she fainted on the ground.

“Hey, Old Xu?”

Zhou ze immediately walked forward and found that Xu Qinglang's face was blue and her lips were slowly protruding.

He stretched out his hand and squeezed Xu Qinglang's lips open,

zhou ze saw two young fangs, showing their brilliance!

“F * ck.”

Boss Zhou was a little flustered,

he immediately untied the bandage that was tightly wrapped around Xu Qinglang's neck,

the piece of flesh on his neck had almost rotted into a pile.

Xu Qinglang did not know how long he had been unconscious. He only knew that in his dream, he could still hear the sound of the flute that appeared that night. It seemed far away, but it was not far away. It was unfathomable.

He once thought that the old woman was the one who created the zombies. It was the old woman who made him wake up again.

But later, he thought of a suspicious point. At that time, the old woman was at Sun Kewang's house with Zhou Ze. It was impossible for her to have such long hands. Moreover, the old woman was only a zombie with a very low IQ that could only be slightly controlled by old man Cui, she didn't have this ability.

He thought for a long time,

he also had many dreams,

xu Qinglang dreamed of his childhood,

he dreamed of his time on the street,

he dreamed of seeing the old bureau chief and then being sent to a noodle shop to learn cooking skills,

this dream..,

was very, very long,

it kept repeating and repeating, tossing and turning his nerves.

In the end..,

he dreamed that he was put into a big pot,

“What's this for?”

Xu Qinglang asked.

The pot started to get hotter and hotter,

the water also started to get hotter and hotter,

xu Qinglang desperately tried to climb out of the pot, but he couldn't get out.

At this moment..,

the old priest ran out from a corner of the darkness,

he took a picture of himself with his cell phone:

“Brothers,

this time we're live streaming 'stewing yourself in an iron pot'!”

“Hu… hu… hu…”

Xu Qinglang raised his head abruptly and found himself sitting naked in a bathtub. The water was hot and was constantly emitting mist.

Across from him, Zhou Ze was sitting there trimming his nails. He was very serious.

“Boss, do I have to add more water?”

The old priest asked not far away.

“Yes, keep adding more.”

“Okay.”

The old priest took the bucket and went to boil water.

Not long after, Bai Yingying came over with a bag of black things in her hand. Bai Yingying didn't notice that Xu Qinglang had woken up in the bathtub. She directly untied the bag and poured it into the bathtub.

“What is This!”

Seeing these black and thick mud-like things being poured in..,

xu Qinglang, who was as obsessed with cleanliness as Zhou Ze, immediately shouted.

“Ah!”

Bai Yingying opened her mouth and said in surprise, “Lady Xu, you're Awake?”

“What?”Xu Qinglang was a little confused. “How long have I been in a coma?”

“Three days and three nights.”

With that, Bai Yingying covered her mouth and laughed,

“You scared me to death. When the boss brought you back to the bookstore, I thought you were deliberately turning yourself into a zombie to compete with me for favor.”

Wu Wu Wu.”

“…”Xu Qinglang.

If he wasn't naked at this time..,

xu Qinglang really wanted to take a hammer and Pry Open Bai Yingying's head to see what was inside.

Of course..,

yingying really flew into a rage,

he was also afraid.

“You're awake.”

Zhou Ze put down his nail clippers and walked over. Then, he reached out and touched Xu Qinglang's chin.

Xu Qinglang immediately retreated,

but the bathtub was only so big,

where could he retreat to?

“What happened to me?”

“What happened? You Were Bitten by a zombie. Why didn't you tell me earlier? Do you think it's fun to be a zombie? Let me tell you, most zombies are like the Deadpool downstairs.”

“You weren't in a good state at the time. I didn't want to add…”

“Okay, stop, stop.”

Zhou Ze facepalmed,

“Old Xu, there are enough zombies in our shop. I don't want to change the name of the bookstore to 'Zombie Bookstore'in the future

“They're all creepy things, which saves the air-conditioning fee.”

“What About Me Now?”Xu Qinglang pointed at himself.

“I don't know either. Yingying also doesn't know how to solve the problem of being poisoned by the zombie poison. We could only make wild guesses. We wanted to let the old priest do the drugs for you, but he refused no matter what

“It's impossible for me and Yingying to give you drugs, right? I'm afraid that you'll add poison to the poison.”.

“I've been going through some information these days without eating or sleeping.”

“I've found some folk recipes and methods, and I've given them to you first. The mud that was poured in just now was mixed with monkey urine. No matter which one is useful, I'll give them to you first.”.

“There's still old glutinous rice, the old priest's talisman paper, the toad, and the water snake in this bathtub. Oh right, I'm afraid that the taste isn't good, so I've added some sour plum juice for you.”

Only then did Xu Qinglang feel an itchy sensation down there. He immediately reached out and grabbed a snake.

“Where did you find the recipe?”

Xu Qinglang gnashed his teeth and asked.

What the F * ck..,

a snake was really put in there!

“Hong Kong zombie movie…”

“Thanks to you, I've watched the Lam Ching Ying series again recently. I used to watch it for fun, but now it's really immersive. Yingying likes it a lot too.”

“…”Xu Qinglang.

Chapter end