Midnight Bookstore

This pen was very light in his hand. Even the exaggerated metaphor of "As light as a feather"was not very accurate at this moment. If he could not really feel it with his hands, Zhou Ze would even mistakenly think that he was holding a ball of air.

The shadow seemed to have started to wave and kept spinning and jumping around Zhou Ze..

"Stop spinning, Dizzy."

The shadow ignored Zhou Ze's warning,

it even became more aggressive,

sometimes it jumped over,

sometimes it jumped out,

"I jumped out,

i jumped in again,

come and hit me,

idiot!"

Boss Zhou rubbed his forehead,

the guy in front of him was definitely a s.l.u.t,

but his tone and tone were exactly the same as his,

this feeling made boss Zhou feel as if he was being cheap in front of a mirror.

"So, this is the story, the world in the book?"

Zhou ze asked.

"So, in your opinion, this world is a big cake?

"The front of the big cake is the world of the living,

"The back of the Big Cake with sesame is the world of the Dead?"The Shadow asked back.

Zhou Ze did not answer.

"The Ancients believed that 'the sky is round and the Earth is square'was absolutely correct. Therefore, in the late Qing dynasty, many rich officials and rich men sought death by buying the telescope of the foreigners. When they saw the vastness of the universe, their worldview collapsed and they chose to commit suicide

Bruno proposed the heliocentric theory and was sent to the stake as a heretic."

"What does that mean?"

"I mean that this world is not as simple as you think. Yin and yang are divided into two paths, but there are countless forks along these two paths. Because there are few people, not many people know about it, and even fewer people dare to walk up to it.".

This world was not a big cake,

it did not mean that everything that was separated from reality was an illusion.

Not everything that was not real was fake

"Just like when I watched TV dramas in the past, the labels in TV dramas were the same as 'good guy'and 'bad guy'.

"No matter where you are, no matter what level you are at, black and white are usually only a small part of the story. The grey ones are the majority."

"OH."

Zhou ze nodded.

Then..,

he continued to look at the pen in his hand.

"Is this a pen for writing stories?"

"The so-called story in the book is nothing more than a fork in the road between yin and yang. This pen is the road sign for finding that fork.

"With the pen in your hand, you can naturally look for the direction by looking at the road sign. Of course, you can only find the direction with this pen. Next time, it will be impossible for you to come in."

"Why?"

"Because this pen is a pen from the book. It's because this story, this book, is a eunuch. It's a pen left behind, but it's not a real pen. Can you understand what I mean?"

Zhou ze shook his head.

"It means that the real pen is not here, but you can now rely on this fake pen to find the way out."

The shadow sighed,

"Don't think that I'm too talkative. All these years, I've been too bored.

A few years ago, a woman brought her two children to play with me for a while,

but after that, they couldn't stand the torture of being unable to distinguish between truth and falsehood,

they couldn't get over it,

the mother took her two children to commit suicide together."

When the shadow said these words, it seemed a little lonely and regretful, as if it was not a murderer.

Of course..,

zhang Tianquan and his two children were indeed not killed by him, but poisoned. In the eyes of the outside world, Zhang Tianquan could die by itself, but if you were to die together with your two children, it would be a great sin. As a parent.., you did not have the right to take away the lives of your two children on your own.

But when you put yourself in their shoes..,

boss Zhou was confused by the story in the villa,

if it was an ordinary person, how could they bear it?

The mother had broken down,

the two children would only be worse off,

so Zhang Tienquan simply took her two children to take the poison. It was definitely wrong in terms of law and reason, but it was understandable in terms of reason.

She was free. As a mother, she couldn't leave her two children to continue suffering in this virtual reality.

In the end, she had cheated her husband and was still locked up in prison.

"How should I write it?"

Boss Zhou hesitated for a while before asking again.

The shadow smiled. "You can write a composition, right?"

"I can."

"Then write it that way. It's not like

"Fourth pair?"

Did he count wrong?

"Of course. Why did you think we were fast-forwarding until we were Dizzy?"?

"There's a zombie who's reading and tearing a book at the same time. And it's tearing so fast and so fast!"

Oh,

yingying also came.

"Is she outside?"

"She's in the story too."

Zhou Ze understood. He first went to the coffee table and found a magazine. He opened it and was ready to write.

He originally wanted to find a blank notebook, but he couldn't find it in this villa.

He wrote,

but he didn't see any writing.

"You're out of oil?"

Zhou ze said.

The shadow didn't say anything. He just kept shaking at the side, as if he was dancing to a particular rhythm.

"Hey, I'm out of oil,"Zhou ze shouted.

But the shadow continued to dance.

Zhou Ze put down his pen and looked at him.

After dancing for a long time,

the Shadow finally stopped,

"Look at me, Am I Beautiful?"

"…"Zhou Ze.

Zhou ze roughly guessed what the shadow was. It should be similar to the Black Cat in the yin-yang book. It belonged to the category of weapon spirits.

However, it was obvious that this black shadow had a much higher IQ than the Black Cat. It was because of its high IQ that it knew how to be cheap. It was also the reason why people wanted to slap it.

"Write, continue writing,"the Black Shadow urged.

Previously, it had been blunt and said everything out loud. It had put on a magnanimous stance, but in reality, it was deliberately laying the groundwork for this cheap move.

Zhou Ze thought for a while, picked up the pen, and started writing on his palm.

A piercing pain came from the center of his palm. It was like a needle piercing, but the skin did not break, and no blood flowed out. Even if Zhou Ze deliberately tried to pierce the skin to write a blood letter, it was still ineffective.

Words..,

he still could not write it.

There was a problem with this brush, or perhaps, it was the carrier of the writing. There was a problem.

The black shadow kept floating around and said, "Actually, there is another way. That is to wait slowly. When the time is over and the time limit is over, you will be able to leave."

"How long will it take?"Zhou ze asked.

"Very soon. Maybe one sixty-year-cycle, maybe two sixty-year-cycles."

"If that's the case, why could that mother come back to reality and commit suicide with her child?"

"Why don't you take a look at who wrote the story?"

"OH."

Zhou Ze stood up and walked to the wall. He tried to write with a pen, but he still couldn't write.

And because it was light, so light that it made people's hair stand on end, it was impossible to forcefully "Write"with a hard press to slide out the marks.

Previously, Zhou Ze had experimented on his palm, but it had no effect.

The pen was fake,

but it should be able to write,

the shadow should not have lied to him in this regard.

Since the pen could write but could not write now, according to the elimination method, it should be the carrier's problem.

It could only be written in a specific place.

For example,

the Yin-yang book?

Zhou Ze thought of the black-covered notebook handed to monkey in the bookstore.

But there was another problem,

it was possible to write about the yin-yang book,

but Zhou Ze could not open the yin-yang book,

if he opened it, he would be in,

then what was the point of writing?

Therefore, it did not make any difference whether he brought the yin-yang book with him or not. If he opened the yin-yang book in this environment, it was very likely that he would enter the most awkward situation of a "Dream within a dream"or a "Trap within a trap."Who knew what the consequences would be.

Zhou Ze tried to write in many places, but he couldn't write anything down.

In the end..,

zhou Ze sat back on the sofa.

The shadow continued to float, and at the same time, he comforted Zhou ze, "What's wrong with staying here to accompany me?"

"You're really narcissistic."

"If it wasn't for that zombie foolishly tearing apart everything that could be written with hundreds of thousands of words of love and hatred, I believe that the relations.h.i.+p between the two of us wouldn't be so plain.

It should be a relations.h.i.+p of mutual love, mutual understanding, mutual appreciation, and so on,

"There are some things that can be looked at at the beginning, directly flipped over, and then looked at the result,

"However, there are some things that focus the most on a process. If the process is gone, it would be meaningless."

"So, can you change your voice and change your appearance?"Zhou ze suggested.

Looking at his own shadow and listening to his own voice..,

zhou ze really couldn't appreciate it.

"What do you like?"The shadow asked.

"Change w.a.n.g Zuxian's method?"

"It's a pity. In this book, I'm Your Shadow."The Shadow Shrugged. "I can't become the w.a.n.g Zuxian you like."

Zhou ze reached into his pocket and took out a small notebook.

"Nowadays, there aren't many people who like to carry a notebook with them."The shadow came over to take a look and realized it wasn't a small notebook. "Is this a driver's license? Oh No, no, it's… A Ghost Certificate?"

Zhou Ze opened his own ID,

his GPA showed 300%.

"A ghost certificate is useless,"the shadow said with a smile.

Zhou Ze put down his pen,

the words appeared,

it was written in black, and it clearly appeared on the blank page of the Ghost Certificate.

"…"the shadow.

A smile appeared on Zhou Ze's lips,

he wrote:

"A door appeared in front of me. After the door was opened, Bai Yingying walked out."

Then..,

a door appeared in front of Zhou Ze,

"Bang!"

The door was kicked down,

"You scared me to death…"

"A door suddenly appeared in front of me…"

"Which b.a.s.t.a.r.d is playing a prank on me!"

Bai Yingying appeared in a domineering manner,

she was still holding the very thin book that she had torn.

Then she saw Zhou Ze,

she saw the pen in Zhou Ze's hand,

she immediately seemed to understand something,

he wiped his eyes and stamped his foot,

crying:

"Oh, OH, OH, OH, OH,

boss,

the warblers are scared to death here,

fortunately, the boss came to your rescue and saved Yingying's life,

otherwise Yingying really can not live,

after all, Yingying is a weak woman…"