Midnight Bookstore Chapter 455 – Boss Zhou's Spa Enjoyment

The sound of the wind was constantly blowing in his ears as if it was continuously flowing backward. He felt like he was a small boat in the sea. Where he was and where he would go were not something that he could determine for himself. First, there was the unbearable pain. It was as if his soul had been torn apart countless times. When faced with this level of pain, an ordinary person would immediately faint.

This was a self-defense mechanism of the body. However, Zhou Ze was currently in the state of a dead soul. His perception was more sensitive than when he had a body. The pain he suffered was naturally greater. It was as if the skin on the soles of a person's feet was as sensitive as the foreskin. Furthermore, he was walking barefoot. His soul was drifting, and his consciousness began to fall into chaos.

It was as if the Golden Monk was still standing by his side, repeating the nonsense of “The sea of bitterness is endless, turning back is the shore.” He was wandering in the city. Except in Zhou Ze's vision, the streets appeared and the next moment it was the bookstore. Zhou Ze knew that this was a sign that his memories and reality were starting to get mixed up. For ordinary people, it was a sign of dying.

Zhou Ze had seen too many patients die in his previous life. No matter how good a doctor was, he could only do his best. Before a patient died, many people would hallucinate and say some nonsense. Zhou Ze did not understand previously, but now he understood. It was a sign that the soul and body were about to separate. The discomfort brought by the soul that had been bound in the body was still reflected when leaving the body.

For the deceased soul, this situation was a sign that the soul was about to collapse. If the body was here, that eminent monk sarira would not have caused Zhou Ze such great harm. Ultimately, it was because the soul was too weak. There were many stories of Daoist Master's Souls wandering in outer space in the Taoist scriptures. The only Daoist who could do this was to let his soul take a walk.

The distance was at most from his living room to the toilet. If it was further, he would have to make preparations for his disciples to think that their master had passed away and was preparing to hold a funeral. Gulp… With the sound of drowning, Zhou Ze was still walking and floating. He could vaguely see a bright light in front of him. Below him was an operating table. On both sides of the table stood doctors and nurses in white coats.

The instruments on both sides of the operating table would occasionally give out their notifications. This was the most beautiful and pleasant sound for doctors. At this moment, Zhou Ze had an illusion that all of this was just a dream. When he woke up from the dream, he was still the youngest and best surgeon in Tongcheng. However, the scene in front of him had completely torn apart in the next moment. What was revealed was a lifeless ocean.

In the ocean, countless evil spirits were roaring continuously. A man was sitting on a towering rock by the sea. His upper body was bare, it was as if he was talking to someone and saying, “I've been doing things for my entire life, why should I explain myself to others?”

Zhou Ze was confused, the pain of his soul being torn apart was constantly intensifying. At this point, he was even beginning to give up on himself. It was not that his mental will was so weak that it was in such a state, but that this kind of pain and despair had already exceeded the limits of what an ordinary person could imagine. A long pink snake suddenly slithered out and surrounded Zhou Ze.

Its body emitted a faint luster, like a stream that nourished the cracked earth. It made Zhou Ze grab onto this life-saving straw that had suddenly appeared! or… you have a conscience. Zhou Ze did not know why, but he was suddenly moved. The Ghost Jade was an evil thing. Its birth was destined to its nature.

Just like a weapon, it was only a weapon. The difference was in whose hands it was held. Now, it had changed in his hands. However… at this moment… the Ghost Jade suddenly let out a shrill scream. It was like a snake that had been caught by someone. It suddenly lost its bearings.

“It… wants… to… take advantage of the situation… and… bite… you…”

“…” Zhou Ze.

Suddenly, Zhou Ze felt as if he had been fed to the dog.

“Hey, have you digested your food?”

“Thanks to you… I swallowed it last time… and this time, I spat it out… and… and… I even threw up a lot…”

“Otherwise… do you think… you can still survive?”

Zhou Ze suddenly wanted to laugh. He knew that it was wrong to laugh at this moment, but he couldn't help it.

“Then take over. I feel like I'm about to fall apart.”

“You now… don't have a physical body… I can't take over…”

“Why? I'll let the idiot break the seal.”

“Drought demon that… that bastard…”

“Once he comes out… he'll be a thousand miles in the red…”

“Without a physical body… I'll take over your soul… the scene… will be even bigger…”

“Don't worry, you're very weak right now. I believe you can't be a thousand miles in the red. At most, you'll scare away the wild dogs around you.”

“Once my aura is released… Once I leave… we… will die even more tragically…”

“Aren't we just waiting to die now?”

“Hurry up and find… find a body that you can possess… temporarily stabilize… stabilize your soul… I'm going to sleep…”

“You're going to sleep?”

“Yeah… I'm tired…”

“Get up, I want to sleep. Come on, let's not argue anymore. I admit defeat, come on.”

“An!”

“…” Zhou Ze.

The Ghost Jade originally wanted to take advantage of the situation. It became much more docile after being pinched by the winning hook in its body. It did not dare to act rashly again. Moreover, both it and Zhou Ze were damaged. Therefore, it had to unconditionally compensate Zhou Ze with the essence energy that it had just absorbed from the cheongsam woman. Zhou Ze felt like a drunk person.

He was very sleepy and wanted to sleep. He floated around in a daze. He did not know where he was floating to, and he almost lost the ability to think. Possessing a person's body and using a corpse to resurrect were two different concepts. A normal soul could only use a corpse to resurrect itself once. For example, Tie Kuai Li of the Eight Immortals.

After his body was destroyed, he had no choice but to enter the body of a crippled beggar. If it was possible… of course, he would choose a more handsome body. Except he had no choice, but to attach himself to a body was equivalent to finding a shabby house that could temporarily shelter him from the wind and rain. At the very least, he could settle down.

As he floated, Zhou Ze seemed to have sensed something. This feeling was like the warm call he felt when he passed by Xu Le's bookstore after his first death. He staggered over, and then… he laid down. At first… it was a little dry and a little stiff. Except when he exerted a little strength… he finally entered. Phew… it was comfortable.

“Splash, splash!”

The sound of water… Zhou Ze's vision was pitch black. It was still very uncomfortable, but at least he was no longer in that dazed state where he could collapse at any time. His perception of the outside world was also much clearer.

“Whose body am I in?” Zhou Ze thought to himself.

“Forget it! No matter who I'm in, I'll take this opportunity to rest first. At worst, I'll find my own body after a while and give this person some compensation.”

After all, a person who is possessed by a ghost will suffer some damage to his body. This can only be compensated with money. With the sound of water, someone was massaging his feet.

“Huh?”

There was more than one, someone was massaging his legs whilst there was someone else picking his ears. Several technicians were serving him. Although he couldn't open his eyes to see, his perception could provide a lot of information.

“This brother of mine, he knew how to enjoy himself. He went to a clubhouse to find so many technicians.”

To be honest, Boss Zhou has never gone to a clubhouse to spend money properly in his life. Whether healthy or unhealthy. In his previous life, he didn't have leisure or interest. In this life, the technicians in the clubhouse are not as good and considerate as his Yingying in any aspect of service. Even if they are in uniform, how can they compare to Dr. Lin's black silk and white coat? The fragrance of the home flowers was not as fragrant as the wildflowers.

That was because the home flowers were not beautiful and gentle enough. Except for this time, Boss Zhou enjoyed it. After going to Hell, he was inexplicably hit by the high monk sarira. Right now, he was in a state of physical and mental exhaustion. It was not bad to use this opportunity to enjoy a full-body spa. At first, he was a little expectant. In the end, he let out a long sigh of relief.

The technicians were very well-behaved. They did not tease him at all, hinting that he was a high priority. The massage was very dutiful. The clock ended and Zhou Ze tried to open his eyes, but he could not succeed. Because he was only possessing and did not have real control over this body.

“Forget it, let's just leave it at that. I'd better rest first. I'll think of a way to contact Yingying and the others after I've recovered.”

“Ghosts should also be able to make phone calls, right? Otherwise, how did the story of 'Ghosts calling in the middle of the night' come out?”

The spa ended and Zhou Ze felt that he had been pushed out, there were even people to help him put on clothes. Was the service so considerate? Why hadn't he heard Lawyer An and the Old Priest mention that the club's service was so good before?

Boss Zhou felt as if this was the first time an honest person had gone out to have fun. It was full of the surprises of a new world. At this moment, Boss Zhou heard someone crying beside him. At the same time, someone spoke, “Ms. Sun, our funeral parlor's spa body farewell service has been completed. Look, are you satisfied?”

“Thank you, Director Zhao.”

“Yes, the bill will be issued when the time comes. There's no rush. The memorial service has already been held in the morning, and Mr. Wu's body has been rearranged. Next… shall we proceed to the cremation procedure?”

“Yes, Director Zhao.”

“…” Zhou Ze!

PS: A few years ago, quite a few funeral parlors launched this kind of farewell service for corpses. It's called “Respectful Body”, so don't let any readers say that it's just a bunch of nonsense. In addition, a reader privately messaged not long ago. Asking whether the story about “Gambling with life” was true or false.

A friend of his seemed to have encountered a similar incident in the hospital. The other party did not want to open the chat records, so he could not send them out for everyone to see. The reality was always more like a novel than an actual novel.

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