Midnight Bookstore Chapter 129 – Full Of Nonsense

1938?

Zhou Ze looked at the little girl and then at Xu Qinglang.

“The j.a.panese entered Tong City in 38 years, right?”

Xu Qinglang thought for a while and said, “I think he entered Tong City in March of 38 years ago.”

Since that was the case, the so-called Sanxiang village was probably a tragedy of the same era. This village should have been flattened when the j.a.panese entered Tong City. No one in the village, including this little girl, was spared. The person who posted the thread was lucky enough to escape the disaster.

Until now, there was no way to find any other information about the Three Village, and there were no official records.

This was not due to the government's negligence, but in that era, there were many similar tragedies. Under years of turmoil, many people who had died were actually forgotten.

“In other words, the whole village that died during the war did not reincarnate?”

Zhou Ze frowned.

It has been eighty years, more than sixty years, and the souls of the entire village are still here?

“I'm not sure, but looking at this little girl, that should be the case. How about this, I'll go to the city library to check the local records to see where San Xiang Village is, or I'll ask someone related to it.”

Xu Qinglang stood up, took his car keys, and left.

On this matter, he was very proactive. His proactiveness was different from Zhou Ze's because of Zhou Ze's performance, and he just wanted to do something from the bottom of his heart.

In the end, they were all family.

Zhou Ze sat down on a nearby chair and pointed at the old Daoist priest. “Look at her.”

The old Daoist priest nodded and looked at the little girl with the little monkey.

The girl was confused. She did not know what had happened. She stood there instinctively and did not dare move.

Little Monkey stretched out his hand as if he wanted to touch the girl's soul. The old Daoist priest slapped him down and scolded,

“Touch what? I'm older than you.”

If the girl had not died, she would have been ninety years old by now.

However, she was still as innocent as before, and she had completely retained her mind before she died. This was the place that Zhou Ze was most curious about. Zhou Ze guessed that something might have happened to the village, causing all the souls in the village to be trapped inside and unable to come out. Everyone was trapped there, and they did not know the weather or the seasons.

However, the exact situation could only be verified after Xu Qinglang found out the exact information.

Zhou Ze took out his phone and scrolled through it. He rarely used WeChat, QQ, or anything like that because it was filled with Xu Le's past social networks. There was nothing he could do about it. After all, he could not get back his old account, and it was difficult for him to complain.

After scrolling through his WeChat Moments, Zhou Ze was surprised to see that Bai Yingying had actually shared a 'Discussing the s.e.xual skills of men in the army'!

Zhou Ze was stunned.

This female corpse seemed to be running further and further down the path of a teenage girl.

Looks like I have to find a time to have a good talk with her. I shouldn't touch something like this. It's taboo.

At that moment, Bai Yingying had finished her work and was eating chicken in her room upstairs.

Zhou Ze stood up and walked up the stairs. As he walked, he clicked on the link.

Yeah.

To educate a second-year girl, one had to know the right medicine. Know yourself and your enemy, and you will never be defeated.

After clicking in,

It was a bunch of white and green pictures.

Then…

It was the compet.i.tion of a certain factory, and the winners were all former soldiers.

Evil headlines.

Zhou Ze put down his phone and pushed open the bedroom door.

Seaweed swayed with the waves.

Seaweed, Seaweed, Seaweed, dancing in the waves! ”

Bai Yingying was lying on the bed with her bare feet. Her feet kept swinging back and forth, and she was scrolling through the videos on her phone. As she did so, she laughed like a pig.

She did not even notice Zhou Ze walking over.

Then, Zhou Ze sat down beside her bed.

“Hahahaha…”

Bai Yingying smiled as she flipped over and lay on Zhou Ze's lap.

Then…

Her eyelashes fluttered, her alluring red lips slightly closed and opened, her delicate skin slightly flushed.

The atmosphere…

At this moment, he fell into a wonderful state.

However, Zhou Ze did not lose out to his nickname as a fresh destroyer. He said directly,

“I've told you many times that you're not allowed to sleep without was.h.i.+ng your feet and showering.”

As he said that, Zhou Ze looked at the pair of long and slender legs that were exposed outside and frowned.

“Dirty.”

Bai Yingying got out of bed and put on her slippers. She crossed her arms under her body and lowered her head at Zhou Ze, ready to be scolded.

She was familiar with this position.

“Wash the bedsheets.”

Zhou Ze said.

“Okay, boss.”

Bai Yingying tidied up the bedsheets and left while Zhou Ze sat in front of his computer. He opened the webpage and started to search for more information about San Village.

Xu Qinglang had used his phone to search earlier, so he might have missed something.

Unfortunately…

Other than the post, there was no other information about the village.

Zhou Ze also opened the post that Xu Qinglang had read previously. The post was posted on Tong City's local forum, and the date was 2009.

He first read the two replies that the grandma was from the rural village, but he did not find anything. Then, Zhou Ze chose to look at the main topic. There were actually two people who knew about this thread.

Of course, one was the person who replied, but the person who replied had already said everything he needed to say, and the other was the person who asked the question.

Since San Xiang Village had been forgotten by the people, and it did not even exist in the records, it only existed in the old stories that his grandmother had told him. Then, why did this owner suddenly mention the name of this place and ask about it?

Zhou Ze opened the profile picture of the original poster and realized that the original poster had not posted anything since 2009. Zhou Ze copied the original poster's ID.

The user's ID read, “The three thousand kamikaze warriors can swallow Wu 19800201.”

The first one was quite familiar, but Zhou Ze could tell that it was the other party's birthday.

Then, Zhou Ze searched for this ID again and found that he really found a post. This post was posted in the Penglai Ghost Stories section of the forum.

The thread was still posted in 2009.

This post was not very popular, and there were not many replies.

Of course, the ID numbers were the same as well. This meant that the person who had posted on the Tongcheng local forum asking about San Village was the same person who had posted the story on the forum.

Zhou Ze looked down. It was a story.

The original post said:

“This is something that I've experienced personally. Even though it's strange and absurd, I believe that this is not a dream, nor am I hallucinating. This is my real story.”

A very cliché ghost story opening.

The ghost story plot from ten years ago was very popular. At the beginning, it was more obvious than not.

Zhou Ze continued reading.

“This March, I drove home from Guanyin Mountain Town's power station. Yes, I work at the power station, but my home is next to Xingdong Airport.

When I got home, I pa.s.sed by Xingren Town and came down from the elevated platform first because I was going to pick up the dry cleaning clothes that I had left at work that morning.

The dry cleaning shop was located on the street of Xingren Town, opposite Xingren Primary School.

It was nine in the evening when I drove there. There were fewer people on the street, but when I stopped the car in front of the dry cleaner and opened the door, I tripped and fell.

At first, I thought that I was really unlucky today, but this was just the beginning. After I fell to the ground, I suddenly realized that the streets and buildings around me had disappeared. There was not a road underneath me, but a muddy field. The opposite was not a dry cleaner but rows of mud houses.

I was stunned. I turned to look at my car and realized that it had become a pile of straw.

At the time, I was really scared. I did not know what had happened. I sat on the ground for fifteen minutes, thinking that this was a dream. I hoped that I would wake up soon.

But I didn't wake up. Then I saw an old man leading a little girl toward me. The old man had a hoe on his shoulder, and the little girl was playing with a sugar figurine in her hand.

They were getting closer and closer to me. They were also talking, and they were speaking Tongcheng language.

I immediately asked them, “Where are we?”

They looked at me curiously, and the old man replied, “This is Sanxiang Village.”

Where was San Xiang Village?

I've never heard of it.

Then I stood up and asked them, “How do I get out?”

The old man probably thought that I was crazy, so he quickly dragged his granddaughter away.

“I had no choice. I walked into the village alone. At the time, I even thought that someone had drugged me and kidnapped me to some old forest, but I thought it was ridiculous. I was a man, so why would they kidnap me?

I can't have children.

Every household had their doors closed. Occasionally, a few households would light their lamps to reveal a figure inside. I didn't dare to knock on the door and enter, but I carefully walked past each household's door.

I heard many people talking inside their houses. They were all shouting that they were hungry.

The wife called her husband hungry.

The child shouted to his parents that he was hungry.

His elderly parents were telling their children that they were hungry.

Everyone in the village was hungry.

At night, they had been chatting about 'I'm so hungry'.

The more I walked, the more fl.u.s.tered I became.

I had a feeling that since they were so hungry, would they come out later and cook me?

I started to run.

He ran quickly.

I instinctively sensed danger.

I need to get out of here before they catch me. No matter where I run, I need to get as far away from this d.a.m.n village as possible.

I don't know how long I've been running.

In the end,

I forgot…

When she woke up the next day,

I realized that I had slept the whole night in the driver's seat.

But this was definitely not a dream. A dream could not be so real!

My pants were covered in mud.

There were a few bits of straw in my neck and hair.

Sanxiang Village.

There must be such a place.

Definitely! ”

The poster even posted a picture of himself at that time. The mud on his clothes included gra.s.s.

However, the replies from the people below were clearly in disbelief.

“This ghost story is too ridiculous.”

“The production cost is also very low. How about taking a picture with a dirty s.h.i.+rt?”

“It's just a picture at the start of the game. Everything else has to be fabricated. OP, I don't care if you're sincere or not.”

“OP, didn't you have a phone with you? Why didn't you take any pictures or videos?”

Zhou Ze continued reading.

Thankfully, there were not many replies because this ghost story was neither new nor exciting.

Below, Zhou Ze saw a reply from the original poster:

“Just wait, I'll find a way to go again. This time, I'll come back with proof to prove that I'm not making up a story.”

The next reply was 10 years later.

“It's been a year. OP, your f*cking story hasn't been made up yet? I've been keeping it in my collection.”

Then there was a reply from Year 11:

“Two years have pa.s.sed. Has OP gone back?”

The last reply was from Year 12:

“Everyone, disperse. The OP is dead.”

Zhou Ze was stunned.

A sentence suddenly appeared in his mind:

“The son of the Southern Sun, Liu Ziji, a n.o.ble scholar, heard of it and gladly complied. Failing to find a cure, he ended up dying without any success.”