Hiss...... He actually called me a little friend, and the moment I was angry, I stood up and looked at Xie Desheng in front of me, it was just the same as the two people before, and even the temperament became a little stronger.

I was a little unsure at first, but I didn't give up and said to him:

"Xie Desheng, I order you to tell me about Wanhu Village!"

Unexpectedly, Xie Desheng raised his head and laughed, then shook his head and said:

"Kid, are you here to be funny? and ordered me...... Hehe. ”

I only felt that my scalp was numb, and I was a little confused, this Xie Desheng must have been ghosted, I didn't want to talk nonsense with him, so I took out a peach stick in an instant, and while he wasn't paying attention, I slapped it on his head.

To my surprise, Xie Desheng, who was weak just now, pinched my peach stick effortlessly, and then pushed me away with one palm.

I only felt him slap me, and my body instantly lost its gravity and retreated until I sat on the bed.

And my peach stick was also snatched into his hand, and he kept playing with the peach stick in his hand with his bent mouth, and finally threw it back to me, saying:

"Children, do what you say, who taught you? And your stick, low-grade goods, don't take it out to show off in the future. ”

I couldn't say a word when he choked on me, what the hell is going on?

He is not afraid of the spell on the peach stick, which proves that he is not a yin spirit, since he is not a yin spirit, then Xie Desheng has this change...... Could it be that he pretended to be crazy before?

But this pretending to be too similar, a waste, a master, this is completely incompatible.

I pinched the peach stick at a loss, not feeling the slightest sense of security, and asked:

"You...... Are you Xie Desheng?"

The man didn't seem to reassure me at all, so he found a pair of pants on the ground, put them on his nose and sniffed them, and finally put them on his lap, and said casually:

"yes, aren't you looking for me? ”

I found it difficult to accept such a change, and said carefully:

"What about you...... Just now...... So ......"

He raised his head, looked at me and asked:

"What happened to me?"

I didn't know how to answer him, I forgot all the questions I had prepared, and I just sat on the bed and watched him clean up in the house.

However, I found a problem.

Although Xie Desheng seems to be very confident, normal, and extraordinary, he still seems to have problems.

As the bell on the wall rang, Xie Desheng instantly retracted his hand.

I guessed right!

After the bell rang, Xie Desheng stayed where he was, retracted his hand, stood at a loss, and began to chant again:

"I'm sorry, it's not me...... Let me go......"

Then his body began to tremble again, and slowly found a place to hide in the room, and when he turned to see me, he immediately squatted on the ground in fright, and howled, "Please let me go, please...... It's not me, it's not me...... Please let me go......"

I finally know what's going on!

Split personality!

It turned out that Xie Desheng had a split personality, which just scared me, and I thought it was a ghost, but I didn't expect it to be like this.

And what controls his personality change is the clock on the wall, which seems to ring on time, that is, Xie Desheng will change every hour.

I suddenly looked at Xie Desheng who was squatting on the ground trembling, and I really felt incredible.

Judging from which palm he pushed me just now, Xie Desheng should have real skills, and he knows the peach stick, and he also said that the peach stick is a low-grade product, maybe he is the same as Old Man Qin, he is a master of Taoism.

However, since he is so powerful, why is he schizophrenic, why is he sent to a psychiatric hospital, and half of his face......

There are too many questions, and while Xie Desheng has not changed his personality back, I hurried up and asked:

"Xie Desheng, what's going on with the left side of your face?"

Xie Desheng trembled, took a few breaths and said:

"Fire...... It's a big fire,...... Burned everyone...... I ran away...... I didn't do it......"

The fire Xie Desheng mentioned may have been in Wanhu Village, or it could have been in the ninth class of the school's senior high school seven years ago, and I continued to ask:

"Where did the fire burn? The school or the village of Wanhe, and where is the village of Wanhe?"

Because I was too anxious, I asked several questions in a row, I stared at Xie Desheng, and I didn't ask him to say everything, I just hoped that he could say as much as he wanted.

When Xie Desheng heard my question, he began to mutter:

"I don't know Wanhu Village, I don't know Wanhu Village...... There are no 10,000 villages...... No ......."

I was about to continue questioning, when Xie Desheng suddenly pressed his chest and fell to the ground in an instant, his face full of pain and howl.

In just a moment, his face had become distorted and red, as if he couldn't breathe.

I hurriedly went over to support him and asked:

"Xie Desheng, what's wrong with you?"

Xie Desheng couldn't speak at all, he could only stare at me, sweating profusely, and kept clutching his chest with his hands.

I didn't have any experience with emergency treatment, and seeing him in such pain, I anxiously looked around to see if I could help.

As a result, my hand accidentally touched the small bronze bell.

This little bronze bell was given by the old man downstairs, and he said that the bell can be ratched at any time if there is danger.

My eyes lit up instantly, and I helped Xie Desheng to the bed, and then said to him:

"Xie Desheng, no matter what, you have to hold on, wait for me to come back to save you, do you hear?"

After saying that, I didn't hesitate to take the bronze bell in my hand, open the door and walk out.

As soon as I walked out of the hallway, I was shocked again, because now none of the psychos in the hallway were gone, and it was unusually quiet. I didn't have time to think about it so much, so I raised the bronze bell and began to shake it, shouting loudly as I shook it:

"Help, help......"

I knew it would be the stupidest thing to do to wait where I was, so I ran to the staircase as fast as I could, and the bell in my hand didn't stop.

As soon as I ran to the staircase on the second floor, I saw the little girl who had just gone upstairs calling my father, she looked at me with an indifferent face, and the drawing board in her hand was gone, but there was an extra knife half an inch long.

As I was about to go downstairs, I said to her:

"The kid is about to throw away the knife, this can't be played, it's dangerous. ”

I didn't take her seriously, I only had Xie Desheng's life on my mind, but when I walked past the little girl, she suddenly raised her knife and stabbed me in the thigh.

I cried out in pain, pushed the little girl away, and shouted:

"What are you doing!"

Luckily, the little girl was only as tall as my thighs, and if she had been taller, I might have died.

This is not the most terrible, the terrible thing is that the little girl has an indifferent expression all the time, I pushed her away and fell to the ground, she was not afraid of pain at all, but stood up, picked up the knife and stabbed me again.

I was frightened and hurriedly dodged, and at the same time forcibly snatched the knife from her hand and said to her:

"Go back to your room, or Daddy won't come to see you again!"

After all, she is still a child, even if she is controlled, it is difficult to touch her favorite thing in her heart, I pretended to be her father, but I didn't expect the little girl to really tremble on the spot twice, and then obediently walked back to the room.

I put the knife still in the trash, and then I remembered that there was another Xie Desheng in the room.

I hurriedly limped downstairs, and at the same time the bell in my hand kept shaking, and my mouth shouted loudly:

"Uncle, what's the use of you giving me a bell, I'm shaking it, you ......"

Before I could finish my words, I saw a big bell fall from under my feet, and it was covered with blood......

I hurriedly picked it up and checked it, and found that this was not the big bell at the information desk, why did it fall here, and there were blood stains, could it be that the old man was killed?

The more I walked, the more frightened I became, because the stairs leading to the hall on the first floor were covered in blood.

Don't think about it, there must have been a fierce fight here.

The further downstairs I went, the more careful I became, and the more blood stained I became.

When I got to the corner of the stairs, I could even faintly hear someone screaming and screaming.

What's going on?

I gritted my teeth and pulled out the peachwood stick from my backpack, although Xie Desheng said it was a low-grade product, it was my most handy weapon right now.

The voices downstairs were getting clearer and louder, and the roars were getting more intense.

When I came over, I saw that four or five people had fallen at the top of the stairs, all of them patients in hospital gowns, all of them holding the same knives as little girls.

I walked around the corpse and into the hall, and my legs and stomach instantly softened.

I saw that in front of the consultation desk, there were at least 30 patients densely packed, men, women and children holding knives in unison, and kept squeezing inside, and standing in the innermost was actually the old man who was particularly polite before, his upper body was dyed blood-red at this time, and his body was stabbed into a hornet's nest, but he still held a big knife and kept waving it to block.