Midnight Bookstore

The days pa.s.sed by unhurriedly.

In the past three days, Xu Qinglang had been busy looking for new shops. Two people had already died in this abandoned business center. If he placed the shop here again, it would be looking for trouble for himself. He had asked Zhou Ze for his opinion and if he was willing to move out with him. He could also help Zhou Ze find a new shop. Zhou Ze's response was non-committal.

On one hand, Zhou Ze did not care much about the popularity of the people around the bookstore, but on the other hand, without Xu Qinglang's concoction,

Eating would become another problem.

In the past three days, another thing had happened. The police had found the suicide note at Mr. Chen and Miss Liu's home and their wedding photos.

However, the wedding photo was black and white, and the content of the suicide note was even more incomprehensible.

They had promised to die together. In a scary way, they ended their own lives. In the suicide note, they apologized for the trouble and investigation caused by the other members of the society. They also said that this was the real horror story.

They had met because of their love for 'horror', so naturally, they had to prove their love in the most 'scary' way.

This news had also spread online, and it caused an uproar. At the same time, discussions started again. Many Internet celebrities brandished their whips to criticize those horror movies and novels. Look, this was misleading people. These things should be banned.

But in reality, the ones that should be banned should be ancient love stories like Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai. Because these stories praised the theme of martyrdom, it caused many people to imitate martyrdom.

The woman called Tang s.h.i.+ stayed on the second floor. After treating her wounds, she waited for another three days. Zhou Ze finally came to her. He had already done what he promised her. Now, it was her turn to fulfill the conditions.

"Those two did commit suicide, right?"

Tang s.h.i.+ was still lying there with bandages all over her body. She looked like a mummy. There was no way to describe her beauty, since her injuries were too serious.

"Okay." Zhou Ze nodded.

"When they were playing the Pen Spirit game, I sensed it." Tang s.h.i.+'s eyes looked at Zhou Ze. "At the time, I thought it was very interesting. They wanted to see a ghost, but they did not realize that the boss of their bookstore was a ghost.

"Actually, when the woman was about to jump off the building, I controlled the white dress on me to stop her, but she had already made up her mind, and I was too weak to stop her, so she still jumped."

Zhou Ze did not say anything.

"Ignorant men and women always think that death is a beautiful thing, but I guess they should be repenting in h.e.l.l right now. h.e.l.l is a scary place. It's enough to make most suicides regret scolding their stupid selves."

Then,

After a brief pause, Tang s.h.i.+ continued, "You're much luckier than us. You've never experienced the horror of h.e.l.l."

"Time to get down to business," Zhou Ze reminded.

"Is that your heart?" Tang s.h.i.+ asked.

"Otherwise?"

"Do you think your heart is gone?"

Zhou Ze nodded.

"But it can't be gone. There are many unimaginable things in this world, but in general, there is still a line that checks and balances.

For example, the wounds on my body. You can also tell that the people who escaped from the Dark Department left me with things like black feathers and mercury amulets. Their image is mysterious and high-cla.s.s in the eyes of ordinary people.

However, in reality, just like how a G.o.ddess had to use the toilet, even if they could not enter h.e.l.l, they were very normal.

As a result, they were far from being able to move mountains and fill seas like the characters described in the so-called super movies or cultivation fantasy novels.

Of course, I'm not sure that no one has this ability, but I'm sure that with this ability, it can't leave h.e.l.l. "

"So, what are you trying to say?" Zhou Ze asked.

"About how you lost your heart, you told me before that you probably can't eat. Just like us, I've noticed that you've been trying to swallow your food with the sweet and sour drinks."

Zhou Ze nodded.

"But when you said that you ate your heart, you did not feel any discomfort. In fact, you even felt that it was a little delicious.

"You mean that what I ate was not my heart?

No, I'm not eating anything substantial. "

Zhou Ze quickly understood and continued,

"Eating, dining table, knives and forks. Actually, they're all fake. They're all illusions."

Tang s.h.i.+ nodded her head. She seemed to be a little tired, but she still said,

"No matter how mysterious and terrifying an existence is, they do not have the ability to make bones and flesh grow. It is even more impossible for them to turn something rotten into something magical and dig out the heart of a body to ensure that the body is as active as before.

"Therefore, you must have been hypnotized. It's a very profound kind of hypnosis that even you cannot extricate yourself from."

"Hypnosis?"

"That's right. Hypnosis, eating environment, every word and action of the other party is a psychological hint. If not, why didn't he choose to gather some firewood and have a barbecue

Zhou Ze nodded. Actually, Tang s.h.i.+'s words coincided with his previous guesses.

For example, every time he made a choice that went against the current conditions, his chest would always hurt, but as long as he endured it for a while, he could still continue with his original choice.

Because he subconsciously thought that he had lost his conscience, he would always remind himself when he did things based on his conscience.

Oh, I shouldn't have done this. Then it would hurt.

It was like a person who had experienced a traumatic experience in their childhood, and when they saw something similar, they would still feel uncomfortable.

"Should I go to a psychiatrist?"

"I know a great psychologist who can help you solve problems," Tang s.h.i.+ said.

"That one?" Zhou Ze naturally knew who it was.

"As long as he comes back alive, he can solve your problem."

"Who knows where he is now?"

"He didn't escape," Tang s.h.i.+ corrected. "He went to look for them."

When Zhou Ze was about to go downstairs, Tang s.h.i.+ said,

"Can you call the female zombie up?"

"Do what?"

"Let her sleep with me."

"I'll go ask if she agrees."

After going downstairs, Bai Yingying sat behind the counter and played games on her phone. Zhou Ze ignored her and did not ask for her opinion. He walked out of the shop and hailed a car.

Psychiatrist. He did know a very good one.

w.a.n.g Ke had once told him that he wouldn't look for Zhou Ze in the future, but if Zhou Ze needed anything, he could look for him.

He was right.

It was already 11 am when they arrived at w.a.n.g Ke's villa. Zhou Ze pressed the doorbell.

The door opened, and w.a.n.g Ke, who was wearing pajamas, appeared at the door. When he saw Zhou Ze coming over, he was stunned for a moment before gesturing for Zhou Ze to come in.

The smell of meat wafted through the room. The kitchen was probably cooking meat.

"Let's eat some together?" w.a.n.g Ke suggested." I just bought some bones, and they've been stewed for a long time. I remember when we were young in the orphanage, it wasn't easy for us to eat meat."

Zhou Ze shook his head. "I don't have a good appet.i.te."

"It's fine. Then let's drink some soup. By the way, you're looking for me for something, right?"

"I was hypnotized. The hypnotist told me that I had lost my conscience. Now, I want to get my conscience back." Zhou Ze went straight to the point.

w.a.n.g Ke frowned. He was slightly uneasy and uneasy as he said,

"Last time, I tried, but I could not hypnotize you. You said that you would not be able to fall asleep under normal circ.u.mstances, so the most direct and effective method was not used on you. I could only use a roundabout method to see if it would work.

"Let's give it a try."

The two of them arrived at w.a.n.g Ke's study.

w.a.n.g Ke changed into a formal attire and sat down behind his desk before pa.s.sing Zhou Ze a pocket watch.

"Use this to sway before me and try to hypnotize me. When the time comes, the two of us can form a reverse mental connection.

Zhou Ze didn't hesitate to shake the pocket watch in front of w.a.n.g Ke.

w.a.n.g Ke watched seriously, and he closed his eyes.

At the same time, Zhou Ze felt slightly tired as well, and it was like w.a.n.g Ke's 'sleep 'had more or less affected him.

"Are you asleep?" Zhou Ze asked.

w.a.n.g Ke didn't answer.

"What's your name?"

"w.a.n.g Ke."

It was a novel feeling. Zhou Ze did not have much experience in this aspect, but at this moment, he did not seem to need much experience.

"You…"

Suddenly, Zhou Ze felt his vision blur. He could vaguely hear a man asking him,

"Do you think you need a conscience?"

Zhou Ze was a little confused, but he still said, "Doing a good deed might result in bad karma."

"So, deep down inside your heart, you are very against your usual behavior." The man's voice came again.

What followed was a long conversation. Zhou Ze himself was confused, as if the conversation and answers had nothing to do with him.

In front of him was a pot. There was soup simmering in the pot. Inside was a large bone, and the taste of the soup was strong.

Slap!

The pocket watch fell from Zhou Ze's hands to the ground.

Zhou Ze slowly opened his eyes.

w.a.n.g Ke opened his eyes as well. His eyes were bloodshot, and he seemed extremely exhausted.

"Did it succeed?" Zhou Ze asked.

w.a.n.g Ke nodded, and then he shook his head and said apologetically,

"Your problem is a little complicated. Actually, the one who is really conflicted about whether to have a conscience or not is yourself. Perhaps some things that have happened recently have loosened your original belief, and with the help of external forces, a knot has formed in your heart.

Zhou Ze nodded thoughtfully.

"Right, did you ask me any questions?" asked w.a.n.g Ke suddenly.

This type of hypnosis was mutually beneficial. In reality, w.a.n.g Ke had only applied a superficial level of hypnosis to Zhou Ze, whereas, w.a.n.g Ke had completely exposed his heart to Zhou Ze.

"I didn't ask because I only saw a pot of meat soup. Are you hungry?"

"Yes, I'm hungry." w.a.n.g Ke nodded.

After that, w.a.n.g Ke pulled Zhou Ze to the kitchen and opened the pressure cooker. There was a huge stew in it.

"Come, let's eat a little. We'll treat it as reminiscing about our childhood."

Zhou Ze suddenly felt that it was unreal.

A wealthy psychologist stewed a pot of soup and celebrated at home. This scene made one feel that something was wrong.

Zhou Ze even felt nauseous.

"I'm not eating anymore."

Zhou Ze subconsciously took a few steps back and left the kitchen.

On the other hand, w.a.n.g Ke concentrated on seasoning the dipping sauce, and he said, "Eat some with Big Brother."

"You can eat it yourself." Zhou Ze still refused. His gaze would occasionally sweep across the pressure cooker and the row of plates that kept rolling inside.

"There's no need to stand on ceremony. This is meat that I carefully selected, so it definitely tastes very good." w.a.n.g Ke continued to invite him.

"Where's Sister-in-law?" Zhou Ze asked.

w.a.n.g Ke's hand that held the plate suddenly trembled, and his expression was slightly unnatural.

However, he still said, "She went to do her hair."

"Oh." Zhou Ze did not comment.

Then, Zhou Ze looked at the pressure cooker again.

The nausea and nausea in his chest seemed to be intensifying.

"Hubby, you're cooking meat soup again." At that moment, the woman's voice came from the other side of the door.

Zhou Ze turned around. When he saw her, he suddenly felt like a huge rock had been lifted off his chest.

I was overthinking.

"Yeah, that's my hobby." w.a.n.g Ke chuckled.

The woman walked to Zhou Ze's side and said helplessly, "Unbelievable, isn't it? The hobby of a psychology master is to find a free time to cook a pot of meat soup for himself. Even if he can't eat it, he still enjoys this satisfaction."

"It's not that bad." Zhou Ze pursed his lips. "When I was young, my conditions weren't good. When I grew up, I had a dream."

"Here, have a bowl."

w.a.n.g Ke scooped a bowl of soup, sprinkled some garlic onions in it, dripped two drops of fragrant oil, and added some white pepper powder.

Zhou Ze picked up the soup and was hesitating if he should force himself to drink some.

He suddenly noticed that

The woman beside him.

She was walking on tiptoe.

One step, two steps, three steps…

She walked over to the pressure cooker and scooped some soup for w.a.n.g Ke while she instructed.

"Eat more, don't waste it."