Midnight Bookstore Chapter 130 – The Script Seems Wrong

Bai Yingying returned with the freshly washed bedsheets. The laundry was done on the second floor. Of course, Bai Yingying washed the clothes very quickly, but she did not do it half-heartedly.

She knew that her boss had an obsessive-compulsive disorder when it came to household hygiene.

In short,

It was just hard to please.

Sometimes, Bai Yingying would think to herself,

There was a reason why his boss was abandoned by his parents in his previous life. Perhaps it was because the pacifier had not been disinfected, so he did not eat. He did not sleep until the mattress was cleaned, and his parents did not wash their hands. Then his parents could not stand it anymore and abandoned him.

Of course, Bai Yingying only dared to grumble in her heart, and she absolutely didn't dare to say anything.

She had to act like she had been taught a lesson every time and then run hand in hand with her boss to the paradise of mysophobia. She had to act like she understood everything and enjoyed it.

From the heart,

That was it.

If the heavens do not give birth to me, I, Bai Yingying, will forever be a coward.

Zhou Ze stood by the window and smoked a cigarette. He had seen the post and had actually given a lot of information.

Xingren Town.

Dry cleaner.

It should be there.

In fact, Zhou Ze could even see the information that was not in many posts. This was because he was a ghost soldier. He was no longer the rash young man from before. He had already started to slowly familiarize himself with his work.

Ghosts came from humans, humans would definitely become ghosts, but humans and ghosts had different paths, there was a line separating them.

Yang-Realm and Yin-Realm.

They coexisted and opposed each other.

What kind of person would die easily?

Those who had encountered something special were the same type.

There was one more type, and it was people who were about to die. When they reached the end of their lifespan, it was like when your phone was running out of money, 10086 would send you messages nonstop.

It was time.

You should go.

At that time, even though you were a living person, you were about to become a dead person, and the aura of death around you had grown stronger.

This increase did not just mean that you were sick. It could also mean that something bad was about to happen to you. It could be a car accident, or you would choke to death while eating or drinking.

In short,

“You're hanging up.”

Then you might have seen a ghost, and the atmosphere between them started to merge.

Combined with the fact that this OP had not been active since 2009, he could roughly guess that the OP had indeed died.

However, his description of the village, the experience that he had recorded, and the words of the girl downstairs had already outlined the entire situation.

A village that was ma.s.sacred the year the j.a.panese invaded Tongcheng.

Eighty years later

The people in that village, no, they were the ghosts of the entire village, but they were still trapped in the same area, unable to reincarnate or reincarnate.

They had not turned into Specters. If they had turned into Specters, adding on the eighty years of fermentation, the OP should have been GG when he first entered, and he would not have been able to come out.

Furthermore, the girl was still innocent like she had just died.

What exactly caused such a harmonious village to appear?

After Bai Yingying sunbathed her blanket, she sneakily sat in front of the computer. The internet-addicted girl sized up Zhou Ze as she wanted to secretly play games for a while. Her gaze was fixed on the screen, and she naturally read the story once before saying,

“Boss, isn't this' Peach Blossom Source '?”

Zhou Ze nodded.

Yes.

This was the copy of “Peach Blossom Source”.

All along, people had thought that Tao Yuanming's “Peach Blossom Garden” was a utopia, but in fact, this seemingly beautiful story article was creepy and eerie.

If you look at it from another perspective, “Peach Blossom Garden” was a ghost story, a story of a fisherman entering a ghost village by mistake, just like the thread's original poster.

His ten fingers moved lightly on the windowsill. He had to go to this place.

Putting aside the temptation of sending all the souls in the village to h.e.l.l, just this point alone was enough for Zhou Ze to try and help.

Eighty years ago, when the people fell into depravity, they became the pitiful souls of the invaders. They had suffered for eighty years, and it was time for them to be freed.

Zhou Ze took out his phone and called Xu Qinglang.

However, she was not in the service area, which surprised Zhou Ze. Shouldn't Xu Qinglang be in the local library? Why was his phone signal so bad?

After a while, Zhou Ze made another call, but the other party still could not get through. Zhou Ze did not plan to wait anymore. He signaled for Bai Yingying to look after the store while he took a taxi to Xingren Town with the old Daoist priest.

The reason for leading the old Daoist priest was very simple. Firstly, the old Daoist priest's ability to look after the dead souls was not strong. Other than touching his crotch, he basically had no restrictions on the dead souls, and the little girl's soul needed to be watched by Bai Yingying.

Secondly, it was because the little monkey and the old Daoist priest had a lot of fun. This time, they needed the help of this beast in order to find the entry point of the OP into Sanxiang Village.

With this thought,

Zhou Ze's gaze landed on the little monkey. The little monkey that was originally lying on the old Daoist priest's knee suddenly raised its head and bared its teeth at Zhou Ze.

Yo

Can you understand my thoughts?

Or perhaps…

Simply sensing that I'm scolding you?

Zhou Ze reached out and grabbed the little monkey's tail. He avoided the driver's gaze and stared at the little monkey.

He seemed to have grown a little.

It was also heavier.

Hehe.

His guts had grown bigger.

The little monkey twisted its body unhappily. It had always disliked Zhou Ze, so in the bookstore, it basically played with the old Taoist. Towards Zhou Ze, there was a fear and dread in its bones.

After all, Zhou Ze had stabbed the little monkey to death with his nails.

It and Zhou Ze, one man and one monkey, were like two intertwined lines. The karma between them was so messy.

When they arrived, Zhou Ze got out of the car and stretched.

Xingren Town was a small town. It was close to the city, and next to it was the airport. Zhou Ze was at the crossroad east, which was also a small intersection.

To the north was Xingren Primary School, to the south was an apartment building, and the middle street was filled with small shops.

The dry cleaner was still there.

After calculating the location, Zhou Ze's mind started to simulate the scene of the owner wrestling while driving.

“Boss, it should be an elementary school, right?” the old Daoist priest asked.

“Oh?” Zhou Ze was a little confused. He knew how good the old Daoist priest was.

“Hehe, I don't see anything wrong with that, but I have experience. Normally, places like schools or hospitals are built at ma.s.s graves.

Because the land was cheap, especially in a place like a school, it did not need to be located in the downtown area. Even if it was a little remote, it did not matter.

“Furthermore, it is not to say that the school district is very hot. Even many years ago, wherever the school was built, the popularity would rise immediately. Therefore, when it comes to city planning, the school would often be treated as an important location. They would choose a more remote place to promote the development there.”

The old Daoist priest's explanation was logical and reasonable.

Zhou Ze looked at the little monkey and said, “Can you see anything?”

Little Monkey scratched his head and jumped down from the old Daoist priest's body. He started to look around.

Then, it shook its head in confusion.

Zhou Ze narrowed his eyes. He did not think that the little monkey was being crafty.

Perhaps it was because the sky was not completely dark yet. Some places were suppressed during the day, and at night, it would be easy for clues to be revealed.

Just like that, Zhou Ze and the old Daoist priest entered a fast food restaurant and ordered some drinks and snacks while they waited.

School had just ended, and there were many cars gathered there. After school ended, the sky slowly darkened, and the popularity nearby slowly dropped.

Calculating the time, it was about time. There was no need to wait until midnight.

Once again, he led the little monkey out. This time, the little monkey seemed to have caught onto something and started to circle around in circles. The old daoist followed behind the little monkey.

Zhou Ze stood at the side and watched.

Finally, the little monkey let out a squeaking sound and dashed towards the road.

Right at that moment, a small sedan drove over. The speed was not fast, but the little monkey was pus.h.i.+ng itself into the wheel!

Creak!

The car came to a sudden stop. The owner of the car scolded, “Where did this dog come from!”

The owner of the car got out of the car to check. He had just seen a yellow hair rush to his car, but he did not see any bloodstains after getting out of the car. He cursed a few more times before getting back into the car and driving off.

The old Daoist was a little slow-witted. When the little monkey rushed out, he did not even have time to shout.

However, he also understood after a while.

The monkey was not hit by the car.

More specifically,

Monkey went in.

“Boss, what should we do?”

The old Daoist asked.

Zhou Ze stayed where he was and followed the monkey's previous circling position. After a few rounds, he charged in that direction. In that instant, Zhou Ze felt his fingernails tremble slightly. It was as if he had caught something and grabbed it.

Buzz!

Then, the surroundings started to distort.

Tall buildings,

The road.

Vehicles.

They all disappeared.

This was a muddy field ridge, and not far away were rows of houses built with mud and straw.

The golden monkey squatted in front of Zhou Ze and looked at him.

Zhou Ze looked around.

He knew.

He came in himself.

As for the old Daoist,

He probably would not be able to get in unless he waited until he was about to take his last breath.

From afar, a pair of grandfather and granddaughter walked over. It was a grandfather holding a little girl's hand.

The girl looked similar to the one in his bookstore. If one looked closely, they would think it was the same person.

It matched.

It matched the post's description.

“Where is this place?” Zhou Ze asked.

According to the script, they should have answered that they were in the 'three countryside'.

However, the following scene…

Zhou Ze was stunned.

Grandfather didn't answer.

The girl did not answer.

One old and one young.

She stared at Zhou Ze and the little monkey.

The corner of his mouth started to drip with water.

At the same time,

Red light started to appear!

Hey,

Director,

script,

Did I get it wrong?