Wang Ke woke up. He was badly injured. When Zhou Ze went downstairs, he could only lie on the sofa. His face was a little pale. He was scared and also injured.
âDo you need my help? â Zhou ze asked.
Wang Ke shook his head and said, âAs long as you help me⦠â
âOh, then Iâll leave. â
Zhou Ze saw Wang Ke shake his head and turned to walk to the entrance, as if he didnât hear Wang Keâs âEuphemismâ .
Wang Ke: â ⦠â
Bai Yingying and the old priest followed him out of the door.
In fact, for Zhou Ze, the matters here had been settled. The Little Loli would help him with the rest of the matters. Judging from the Little Loliâs behavior of risking her life to save Wang Ke, she still valued Wang Ke as a father.
This couldnât help but make Zhou Ze feel a little emotional. Of course, it wasnât because of this father-daughter relationship.
Instead, it was because the ghost that was in the body of his sister-in-law the last time seemed to have been influenced by the host. It had entered the hostâs mind and even killed people to achieve the unrequited love of the hostâs sister.
The Little Loli seemed to be the same. She was willing to risk her life to save her father. Zhou Ze didnât think that Wang Keâs personality was so charming to such an extent.
Then..,
did It mean that ghost hunters or high-level ghosts could be used in a personâs body, but at the same time, they could not help but be affected by it?
Then, he was also affected?
It seemed to be like this for a period of time,
for example, the obsession that had troubled him for a long time:
Anyway, she wonât sleep with me?
Yes, that must be because he was affected by Xu Le
Itâs impossible for a normal person like me to be filled with dirty and impulsive thoughts.
However, it seems like Iâm not as affected as the two ghosts on the Little Loli and little sister-in-law. There should be some connections and differences between them.
For example, they might have entered hell for the convenience of me, but the soul of the host body in the human world is still there. This is also for the sake of their soul leaving, so that this body can continue to survive and be convenient for the next time they use it. However, after a long period of time, it was inevitable that they would be affected.
As for Zhou Ze and Tang Shi, the owner of this body was dead. Without the original ownerâs soul in the way, the impact would naturally be small.
Each had its pros and cons,
for example, Zhou Ze couldnât learn the little loli type:
âBiubiubiu. â
After taking a taxi and returning to the bookstore, Zhou Ze yawned. He was a little tired, but what surprised him was that there were customers in the bookstore.
Looking at the time, it was already past two oâclock in the morning.
If it was the kind of customer who could give him Netherworld notes, Zhou Ze would not be surprised, but this was a living person.
A girl in a white dress was sitting there, reading books and playing with her phone.
She should be around twenty-five or twenty-six years old, and she looked Zhou Zheng. Her reading habits were somewhat different from ordinary people. As she read the article, her lips moved as if she was reciting it silently. It was a habit that only primary school students had when they were just learning the text.
Bai Yingying went to take a shower and had a big fight with that disgusting old man. She was not injured, but her body was dirty. She had followed Zhou Ze for a long time, so she had naturally learned some habits.
After all, she was a zombie that had been lying underground for two hundred years. Zhou Ze did not believe that Madam Bai would take her body out every now and then to take a shower and have a spa treatment.
The Old Priest went out to buy supper. While Xu Qinglang was not in the shop, everyoneâs food problem was a little worrying. Usually, Xu Qinglang was in charge of three meals.
Thinking of this, Zhou Ze was a little sad,
if Xu Qinglang did not come back..,
this juice, he was going to drink it all.
He was not in a hurry to go upstairs. Zhou Ze poured two cups of water and walked to the girlâs side. He placed a cup of water in front of the girl and sat down on the opposite sofa.
Although it was a pity that he was not a ghost, he was a guest. He had to entertain her.
âThank you. â
The girl raised her head and looked at Zhou Ze. Then, she continued to lower her head and read the articles and magazines in her hands. She slowly read them silently.
Zhou ze originally thought that this was a habit of hers. However, he slowly realized that something was wrong. Not only was she reading silently, but she was also reading emotionally.
As if noticing Zhou Zeâs gaze, the girl raised her head and looked at Zhou Ze again, then smiled.
âYouâre the owner of this shop? â The girl asked.
Zhou ze nodded, picked up the glass of water, and took a sip.
Be reserved, be reserved.
âHowâs the business of this bookstore? â The girl asked again.
Zhou ze frowned. He hated it when others asked this question, because the people who asked this question had already seen that the business of living people in the bookstore was not good.
However, he couldnât explain to them that he was in the business of the dead people. He could only silently bear the gaze of the people who treated him as a retard and burned his money.
âItâs okay. â
âOh, I think your store is pretty good. Come here to read books and drink drinks at night. Itâs very lively, â the girl said.
âOkay. â
Having just subdued the Little Loli, Zhou Ze was in a good mood and was willing to chat with the customers. He immediately asked,
âYouâre a radio host? â
The girl shook her head.
âSo youâre an audio broadcaster? â
The girl smiled and nodded. âBoss, youâre very smart. â
There was nothing smart about it. In this day and age, there were only a few jobs related to voices.
âWhat do you broadcast? â
âNovels. â The girl took out her cell phone and asked, âBoss, do you usually listen to audio novels? â
Zhou ze remembered that there seemed to be quite a number of audio novels stored in Xu Leâs computer, such as the audio version of the series of * * * stories.
âI listen to them occasionally, â Zhou Ze said perfunctorily.
âThis is my stage name, âUncle Huaâ . Iâm a signed anchor for lazy people who listen to books. Boss, you can try listening to the books that I record and broadcast, â the girl introduced to Zhou Ze.
âWhat kind of novels do you usually record? â
âI like to record horror novels. In the audio market, it used to be horror, love, and the other three major themes that were popular. â
âThe other theme? â Zhou Ze caught the main point.
âWeâre not allowed to record anymore. Itâs those novels that are slightly more explicit. In the past, we could record them, and there were more people who were willing to listen to them. Now, the management is strict, so itâs not allowed anymore.
In fact, when we went to class for professional training, we had previously specialized in the techniques of recording books on this subject. â
âThereâs a special class? â
âYes, when the teacher starts, we go to class together as a group of contracted anchors. Dozens of men and women sit together and shout âAh Ah Ah Ah Ahâ in the rhythm of the teacher, with emotion and exaggeration.
Then, the teacher kept shouting at us from the podium, âBe more emotional, more intense, more relaxed. â
Zhou ze opened his mouth slightly. This was really an increase in knowledge.
Imagine that atmosphere. It was really a little fascinating. It was the elegant version of the wine pool and meat forest.
Of course, this was art. After all, that kind of thing and matters related to that kind of thing were actually not that dirty. After all, everyone was not born after their mothers bathed in the sun and got pregnant.
âWhen we were in class, there was a sister who was not relaxed enough after being called out by the teacher. That sister said aggrievedly, âTeacher, Iâm already relaxed. How can you let me Relax? â
After saying that, the girl also smiled. Obviously, she was someone who liked to chat and talk. Of course, talking was also one of her occupations.
âWhy are you interested in coming here? â Zhou ze asked.
Especially in the middle of the night.
âA fan asked me to come, â the girl replied, âHeâs been chasing my work for a long time. Heâs been chasing me since six years ago when I was just a rookie. He left comments for me every day and encouraged me for a long time. In the end, I didnât expect him to live in Tongcheng with me. But he said he was going back to his hometown, which was very far away from Tongcheng.
âSo, he wanted to ask me out to meet him, and I agreed. â
âHe gave you a lot of tips, didnât he? â Zhou ze asked.
The girl shook her head. âNot much, but the person who was willing to accompany you when you were at your most unknown was the most worthy to be cherished and protected. â
âHe asked you to come to this bookstore and even said that he wanted to go to a very far place. â
A bold guess arose in Zhou Zeâs heart.
In the eyes of the living, this bookstore of his was a deserted shop, but in the eyes of another kind of people, it had an unusual meaning.
âTell me, are those who listen to your book living people? â
âOf course, I never click and recommend tickets. These popularity and data are real, but there are no zombie fans or Taobao packages. â
Obviously, the girl had misunderstood Zhou Zeâs meaning.
Zhou ze shook his head and did not answer the question.
The girl continued to think that Zhou Ze did not believe her and continued to say,
âBoss, the audio market is indeed not big, but there are more than one billion people in the country. Even if the proportion of people who like to listen to audio books is low, it is still an incredible number when placed on such a large population base.
âYou have to know..,
âVision will limit oneâs imagination,
âHearing will stimulate oneâs imagination. â
âThatâs quite deep. â
Zhou Ze stood up. Bai Yingying came out of the shower and was ready to take a shower herself.
Coincidentally, Zhou Ze saw a man in a white shirt walking in from the bookstore. He looked around and saw Zhou Ze first. He smiled shyly and fearfully,
then, he saw the girl next to Zhou Ze and took the initiative to walk over.
The girl acted as if she did not see him and did not notice anyone approaching.
âI like your work very much, and I also like your voice very much. Iâm leaving. Iâm leaving. Please continue to cheer for me.
âYouâre no longer the newbie broadcaster of the past. Your popularity is already very high. Even if you donât have my company and support in the future, you will become more and more popular!
Come On! â
The boy made an encouraging gesture to the girl,
however..,
the girl didnât hear anything.
Instead, she looked at the time and muttered to her enthusiastic fans, as if she had stood them up.
Zhou Ze wasnât in a hurry to send the boy to Hell. Instead, he stayed by the side for a while and picked up a book from the bookshelf.
In fact, the emergence of the internet was indeed a very magical platform.
Across the screen,
not only can you not tell whether it is a man or a woman who is acting cute and coquettish with you.
In the forums, in the posts, in the book review section,
those who reply to the comments,
those who like you,
those who scold you,
those who encourage and support you,
may not only be living people,
but also..