Chapter 3 Superfluous Son-in-law

　　Midnight on the streets. 　　The streetlights are yellow. 　　People are scared. 　　The sky was cold, and the wind was like a knife cutting people. 　　Zhou Ze also felt cold. 　　He doesn't know where he is. 　　But know one thing. 　　This is ...... the earth. 　　He had already died, but came back. 　　He did not know what he should do. 　　Can only mechanically and numbly continue to walk forward. 　　He did not have the time to think about too many other things right now. 　　For example, the place where he just went down. 　　For example, the old man he saved before the accident. 　　For example, in the pool of water wearing a red dress of the faceless woman. 　　Such as ...... his own nails. 　　He was back, and it should have been a joyous event, but even if the occasional person walked by, even if he greeted them as hard as he could, there was still no one who could see him or hear him. 　　He was ostracized and isolated from the world. 　　Those who have never tried to be locked up in "confinement" will not understand the pain of being completely isolated, and for Zhou Ze, the whole world is his cage, with a layer of black cloth covering the cage. 　　No one could see him. 　　No one could communicate with him. 　　He couldn't afford to pick up a single thing that was tangible. 　　Even the wind could pass over him. 　　Even the wind blew over him with ease. 　　He was so weak. 　　The word "weak" was really not an exaggeration when it came to him. 　　Moreover, what shocked and appalled Zhou Ze the most was that 　　he could see faint spots of light constantly flowing out from his body. 　　In other words. 　　His body was slowly fading. 　　It was possible that in another quarter of an hour, he would completely disappear, having the last insignificant trace of himself erased. 　　He didn't know exactly how all this happened, but he was clear that he really didn't have much time left. 　　In the Eight Immortals, Tie Qiao Li had entered the body of a person who had died of starvation and collapsed to the ground in the form of a spirit, and only then had he become the kind of image that had been passed down in later generations. 　　Zhou Ze had also heard stories about ghosts "borrowing corpses to return souls", he also wanted to borrow corpses to return souls, he was very cold and panicked, he needed a body for himself to cling to. 　　He was cold and panicked, and he needed a body to cling to. He didn't even care who the person was. 　　People were always selfish at this time, Zhou Ze was no exception, and, he was really close to being unable to stand it. 　　However, whenever he was about to approach a person, light and fire would appear on top of the person's head and shoulders, directly making it impossible for him to get close, and he even suffered injuries as a result, intensifying the speed of his own "volatilization". 　　He was tired and numb. 　　He was waiting for his end. 　　Waiting for his end. 　　As a person who has already died once, you let him face death once again, but can become more open. 　　Moreover, with Zhou Ze's current situation, the longer he continued to stay here, the longer he stayed, which meant the longer he endured the torture. 　　"Squeak ......" 　　Up ahead, there was a storefront that was still lit up as if it was a bookstore, as the rows and rows of bookshelves inside could be seen through the glass of the store's door. 　　Someone pushed the door open from inside and walked out, a man in a sweatshirt, the man wore a hat and couldn't see his real face clearly, looked left and right for a while, and left in a hurry. 　　Of course, the man could not see Zhou Ze who was standing less than five meters away from him. 　　Originally, Zhou Ze didn't feel anything unusual, but not long after the man left, Zhou Ze suddenly sensed a warm breath from the bookstore. 　　Yes. 　　A warm aura. 　　This kind of warmth made Zhou Ze a bit puzzled, but he was like a person who was about to freeze to death and suddenly got a box of matches, even though he knew that the matches could not save his life, he would still strike it to let himself feel the last warmth before he died. 　　Zhou Ze walked over to that side, his body directly passed through the glass door of the bookstore, and continued to walk inside, arriving behind the bookstore's bookshelves. 　　Behind the bookshelf. 　　there was a person lying down. 　　It was a young man with a handsome face, probably just twenty-three or twenty-four years old, and because the air conditioning was on in the store, he wasn't wearing much clothing, just a long-sleeved plus a thin jacket. 　　He was lying on the ground, but on him, Zhou Ze sensed a feeling of warmth, like a poor man who had picked up a bag of gold coins while walking at night. 　　This kind of attraction could not be refused, and the current Zhou Ze, was not qualified to refuse it! 　　Zhou Ze walked over and squatted down in front of this young man. 　　He did not know how to enter the other party's body, but he understood how to reach out for the warmth he needed. 　　One hand reached out and placed it on the other man's chest position... 　　Zhou Ze saw that his fingernails were actually slowly embedding themselves into the other man's body, the 　　This was a very strange feeling, different from the "breeze" that blew over his body when he was walking on the road, this was a kind of fusion, using his nails as a medium for a kind of fusion. 　　Slowly, Zhou Ze's entire body began to enter the other's body, the two, began to merge. 　　...... 　　"Xu Le! Wake up, wake up!" 　　Zhou Ze was woken up by some pushing and shoving, no, to be precise, he was "startled", he opened his eyes and realized that he was sitting behind the counter of the bookstore, with his hands resting on it before. 　　"Hey, wake up!" 　　The woman's voice was sharp, high-pitched, and carried an air of command. 　　Raising his head, Zhou Ze looked at the woman in front of him, no, to be exact, it should be a girl, that is, the age of a high school student, right, although she was a big girl, she was still a bit childish. 　　"Hey, Xu Le, what exactly do you mean, you can be patient, right, want to give my parents to give my sister face, right, last night actually dared to not go home all night! 　　Who gave you the guts to do that?" 　　Xu Le? 　　Who is it? 　　Zhou Ze spread out his hands a bit bewildered and realized that his hands were smooth, his previous hands but because of practicing surgical instruments for a long time already had some calluses, these hands did not. 　　"Hey, I'm talking to you!" 　　The girl slapped her hand on the counter in an aggressive manner. 　　Zhou Ze frowned slightly, stood up and walked to the glass mirror by the store door, he saw his reflection, a strange face, no, this face he had seen before, it was the same face he had seen last night. 　　This body. 　　Is it mine now? 　　"Hey, what do you mean ah, my parents can be angry, my mom is still in the family temper, I tell you ah, you now eat and drink with my family, you this door son-in-law have what qualifications in my family to pose? 　　Who are you trying to impress? 　　If you don't come home tonight, believe it or not, I'll come over and whip you directly!" 　　The girl made a gesture to raise her palm, but she suddenly realized that the man in front of her, her "brother-in-law" did not dodge and beg for forgiveness as usual, but instead, the meaning in that pair of eyes made her feel a little scared. 　　At this time, she looked at the time and realized that it was already half past seven. 　　"Hmph, I'll go to school first, I'll settle the score with you tonight!" 　　The girl huffed and left. 　　Zhou Ze, on the other hand, slowly sat back on the chair behind his counter, where there was an old laptop and a cell phone next to the laptop. 　　Even now, he still hadn't been able to adapt from his identity shift. 　　He was Zhou Ze, a famous young surgeon in Tongcheng, and, he was an orphan... 　　As a result. 　　He had now become this identity. 　　What did that girl say just now? 　　I'm ...... a door-to-door son-in-law? 　　With a wife? 　　And mother-in-law and father-in-law? 　　And look at their sister-in-law just their own this "brother-in-law" in front of the attitude and tone of speech, their own this "door-to-door son-in-law" is really in line with the ancient fine tradition. 　　Door son-in-law, commonly known as the back door, not only by the wife of the family to look down on, in ancient times will also be surrounded by all the people to look down on, and even the status and criminals about the same, the Han and Tang Dynasty those who were forced to garrison the border often also have a son-in-law inside the flabby. 　　Pick up the cell phone, the phone did not set the password, I do not know is that the goods lazy or dare not set the password, at least at this time to let Zhou Ze is very easy to open his WeChat and QQ. 　　QQ list is very few people, but also some junior high school classmates, high school classmates and college classmates, and then there is a list of family members, there is only one person, the note is "wife". 　　Opened the QQ chat record with her, empty. 　　Okay. 　　Zhou Ze opened WeChat, try to find a bit, found the note is "wife" of the woman, here there is a reply, basically Xu Le asked some things, such as what to eat tonight, tonight to prepare to do what, how much it costs to buy goods, how much the bookstore sold recently, how is your body a whole lot, and then the other party is often very perfunctory. 　　Then the other party's reply is often very perfunctory also very high cold. 　　to: 　　"Oh." 　　"Uh-huh." 　　"Good" 　　to replace. 　　Zhou Ze threw his cell phone aside, this human relationship, it was a bit complicated, he suddenly looked at his palms, his fingernails were no different from normal people. 　　But the old man that he saved before his car accident, the fact that he got out of the hands of the faceless woman, the fact that he entered this guy's body, and other such things, his own nails, played an extremely crucial role. 　　The heart moved at will. 　　At this very moment. 　　Zhou Ze realized that his fingernails slowly began to grow longer, and at the same time, they also became black and transparent, and even on the fingernails, there was a faint black mist lingering around. 　　"Whew......" 　　Taking a long breath, he 　　Close your eyes. 　　When he opened his eyes again, the 　　The nails were back to normal. 　　All the time from morning to noon, Zhou Ze was sitting there trying to adapt to this new identity of his, also calming down the sense of discomfort brought about by his identity change, he didn't even eat his lunch, and he didn't know whether he forgot or he didn't feel hungry at all. 　　Here is still Tongcheng, Zhou Ze's former home is in Chongchuan District, now is in Gangzha District, the distance is not far. 　　It was only in the afternoon that Zhou Ze sighed and silently stood up, as long as it's here, it's here. 　　He began to try and clean the bookshelves, always, find himself something to do first. 　　The old man who had pinched himself before he died had said, "He's been discovered," and the faceless woman in hell had said, "Sooner or later, you'll be caught," which had given Zhou Ze a slight sense of crisis in his heart. 　　His current state is considered to be "living", coming back from the dead is a blessing from heaven, so he treasures it, at least, before he can fully distinguish the situation and grasp enough clues, he has to take over this identity, and it's best not to cause too much abnormality, and not to attract the attention of those who "want to catch him". "The business of this shop is really bad. 　　The business of this store, really very bad, the traditional book market downturn, has long been not a day or two things, and this is not in the school's main entrance to the gold street. 　　It can only be said that the "Xu Le" chose to open a bookstore here, whether it can keep the money is a problem. 　　It was not until three o'clock in the afternoon that the first customer of the day walked in. 　　The customer was wandering around the elementary school books and had been wandering around for a long time. 　　Zhou Ze waited for a while, but walked over and asked, "What topic to choose?" 　　Although, Zhou Ze didn't understand either. 　　"Just take a look." The other party replied. 　　"Hmm." Zhou Ze also paid no more attention to it, as he had yet to assimilate into the role of this "bookstore owner". 　　But just then. 　　The other party suddenly came up behind him and spoke quietly: 　　"You really don't recognize me?" 　　"What?" Zhou Ze asked. 　　"Last night, I hit you on the head with a baseball bat and robbed you of your money. 　　And I even made a point of trying. 　　You clearly had no breath left in your nose at that time."