Wen Shan went home today, bought vegetables and meat, made delicious egg steamed rice, and brought it to the hospital to feed Zhuo Qianqian, although it tasted a little strange.

The shadow ghost sighed, sat on the edge of the hospital bed and shook his feet, looking at Wen Shan in front of him.

Probably because of the control of the shadow ghost, Wen Shan's whole person looks wooden, expressionless and empty-eyed, and has no vitality in the past.

Without the caring expression of Zhuo Qianqian's cold and warm greetings, and the eyes full of tender love, she just looked at Zhuo Qianqian with the most indifferent gaze, which inexplicably made the shadow ghost uncomfortable.

The shadow ghost has actually been possessed by Zhuo Qianqian for a long time, since the day Zhuo Mingyu took the whole family to Hezepo Amusement Park, the shadow ghost has quietly transferred his resentment from that small hairpin to Zhuo Qianqian's body.

At first, it was quite weak, although it had a strong grudge, and it was a youkai that had evolved into itself. But Zhuo Qianqian is still the owner of this shell, a vigorous but still growing soul.

It is not an easy task to get such a Zhuo Qianqian out of this shell.

But the Shadow Ghost is also very patient, it is good at waiting, it is good at being silent.

It had been tormented by the memories of the deaths of the children of its victims, and its hatred of the killer was so extreme that it screamed and screamed all day long.

But one day, it calmed down, closed its mouth, and just silently watched the world.

There is no point in screaming and struggling, it just has to wait.

Its patience led it to the door of victory, and it relied on self-harm and nightmares to weaken Trussie's will, leaving the little girl in a state of nervous tension and extreme weakness at all times, and only in this state could it defeat this thriving soul and take over this shell.

At first, it was able to occupy this body for very little time, usually in the early hours of the night, and while Zhuo Xiqian was in a deep nightmare, it took control of this body, a real body.

The Shadow Ghost has had no body since it was born into this world, it is a collection of resentment, and has the chaotic memories of many victims.

When it was first born, it had little self-will, and was in a state of confusion, surrounded by chaotic, blood-soaked memories. Until one day, it emerges from those chaotic memories and gains room for self-reflection and breathing.

It was born knowing its mission, and it was born knowing the meaning of its existence, which was to avenge the poor victims, and to do whatever it took to do so.

"Is this a kind of means?" the shadow ghost thought about his demon life, then stood up, jumped out of the hospital bed, and walked in front of Wen Shan, while reaching out to hold her warm palm.

In the eyes of outsiders, this is a scene of mother-daughter harmony, the daughter is next to her mother, holding her mother's hand, as if she is coquettish.

The shadow ghost spent more than half a year occupying Zhuo Qianqian's body, but this half a year was also the first time it experienced the feeling of a little girl who was loved by her mother to the fullest.

That feeling of being loved.

Every day and night, no matter how late the shadow ghost wakes up, when it takes Zhuo Qianqian's body out of bed, staggering and trying to go out, it must be Wen Shan who carries her back.

Wen Shan would warm her with a warm embrace, coax her with a soft tone, Wen Shan would also sing, she would hum a song that she couldn't hear clearly, the tone was as light as a fantasy, and the shadow ghost was brought into a long-lost but terrifying tranquility.

The moment when Wen Shan hummed a song to lull her to sleep was the moment when the shadow ghost would never be disturbed by those horrible memories in his mind.

Being loved is really the luckiest thing in the world.

"It's so lucky to have a mother like you. The Shadow Ghost held her hand and couldn't help but say to herself, "I don't have a mother, and of course, I can't have one." ”

"I was born to be a lonely, evil, spurned monster by the world. ”

"I envy Zhuo Qianqian...... I feel jealous that she can have you, but I also know that I will never be able to replace her, and I will never be able to replace her in your heart. ”

The shadow ghost suddenly said, "So, I decided to give her back to you. ”

This time, Wen Shan, who heard the words of the shadow ghost, suddenly lost her expressionless wooden appearance before, she raised her head slightly, and looked at the shadow ghost with a slightly shimmering eye, which was full of hope.

The Shadow Ghost was serious, and she emphasized, "I can give her back to you, and I promise that within five days, she will definitely be back with you." ”

"So......" The shadow ghost stretched out her arm and hugged Wen Shan's waist, she was too short to bury her face in Wen Shan's chest and abdomen, she said vaguely, "Sing to me again, Mom." ”

Zhuo Mingyu returned to the door of the ward, and through the glass on the door, he saw such a scene, Wen Shan sat at the head of the hospital bed, singing in a low voice the lullaby that she didn't know how many times she had sung.

This lullaby is said to have been sung by Wen Shan's mother, who often sang it when she was a child, and it was taught to Wen Shan by a down-and-out Taoist priest during a period of national turmoil, and it has been magically passed down from generation to generation.

Wen Shan hummed while stroking Zhuo Qianqian's little head on the bed with one hand, Zhuo Qianqian shrank in the quilt and slept contentedly.

At that moment, Zhuo Mingyu thought that he had returned to the past, when his daughter's body had not been invaded by monsters, every day Zhuo Mingyu worked overtime and came home late in the middle of the night, and all he saw was such a warm scene of his wife gently coaxing his daughter to sleep.

But this warmth was just an illusion, and when Zhuo Mingyu fixed his eyes on the past, he could still see the black mist surrounding Zhuo Qianqian's body, raging and surging around her.

It was undoubtedly the illusion that the monster had created for him, and Zhuo Mingyu, who realized this, was angry in his heart, he clenched his fists and stood outside the ward and gritted his teeth.

He will take it back, his life, his qiē.

At the dawn of the day, the orient belly is white. The first rays of morning light gradually began to shine on the land, and the sunlight penetrated through the curtains in the hospital room and sprinkled on the hospital bed.

Although the early morning light has begun to illuminate the earth, in fact, many people are still immersed in sleep.

The doors of the hospital are open 24 hours a day, and the doctors and nurses also rotate 24 hours a day, so that no one can rest in order to receive some patients who may become ill at any time in the middle of the night.

A lame man in black came from a remote corner of the street, and he stood at a distance and glanced at the camera installed at the entrance of the hospital hall.

The man stood in the shadows, out of cameras, and thought for a moment, then turned around and walked into an alley next to the hospital, which should have a back door and a safe passage.

Now is the time period for the urban cleaning and sanitation department to pull the car and go to the hospital one by one to recycle the garbage, because the medical waste generated by medical equipment is special and needs to be recycled and processed.

At the same time, there are also some corpses that have been unclaimed for a long time, and according to the regulations, they can be contributed to medical students to make real things.

Of course, it is also possible to use it for other purposes.

In short, a place like a hospital is in a gray area of life and death.

The lame man walked down the alley next to the hospital to the back door of the hospital building, and sure enough, he saw the garbage collection vehicle of the sanitation department, and several staff members were moving piles of garbage to the car.

At this time, a figure in a white coat who might be a doctor came out of the back door of the hospital, whispered a few words to several recycling station staff, and several people followed the doctor into the hospital through the back door.

Only one garbage collection truck was left alone.

The lame man was waiting for this moment, and he was standing behind the shelter waiting for the opportunity, and when he saw that the person was gone, he immediately sped up and walked in through the locked back door.

At the same time, the shadow ghost, who was sleeping in the hospital room, opened his eyes.

The shadow ghost felt the familiar aura almost immediately, a terrifying aura that it could feel no matter how far away it was, and it immediately got up from the bed and glanced at Wen Shan, who was already asleep in the chair next to him.

Without alarming her, the Shadow Ghost got up and stepped barefoot on the icy ground.

It quickly walked to the door of the ward, gently pushed open the door of the ward, and just raised its feet and didn't take two steps out, Zhuo Mingyu, who had been guarding the corridor and sitting on the public seat in the corridor, spoke:

"Where are you going?"

The shadow ghost turned his head to look at Zhuo Mingyu and sneered: "Can you care where I go?"

"You're my daughter, of course I can take care of it. "Zhuo Mingyu is very serious.

"Which eye do you look at me like your daughter?" the Shadow Ghost taunted him unceremoniously, then said impatiently, "Go away, you disgusting bastard." ”

Zhuo Mingyu was silent, and the shadow ghost didn't continue to talk to him, he raised his feet and wanted to go out, but at this time, Zhuo Mingyu stopped it again and said, "You are in such a hurry to go out, are you going to see someone?"

The shadow ghost glanced at Zhuo Mingyu strangely: "What do you have to do with it?"

"I will protect you. Zhuo Mingyu clenched his fists and squinted at the shadow ghost, "No matter where you go, I will protect you." ”

Zhuo Mingyu's words came inexplicably, and the shadow ghost didn't figure out what he meant, and looked at him strangely: "Is your brain in water?"

"Don't get me wrong, I just want to protect my daughter's body. Zhuo Mingyu said, "So I won't let you sway around with this body at will, I want to follow you." ”

"That's up to you. The Shadow Ghost said, a wicked smile on his lips, "It's also a good choice to use you as a shield." ”