The cool breeze around me kept blowing, and I tightened my neckline and swept the empty area with a flashlight, and I couldn't even shine in the darkness.

Standing on this straight path, I began to flinch a little again, and the scene was really scary.

But after thinking about it, sooner or later, the little devil's matter will have to be investigated, and now he is afraid, undoubtedly waiting for the next death.

After giving myself half the weather, I walked again to the psychiatric hospital.

Since it was already dark, the light inside the gate was partially illuminated, and when I was still ten meters away from the door, I turned off the flashlight and began to move forward carefully.

It's so quiet here, you can still hear crickets on the path just now, but now you can only hear your own heartbeat.

I looked upstairs, and in one of the rooms on the second floor, there was a man standing by the window, who seemed to be staring at me all the time, and I looked at him for a few seconds, and the more I looked, the more I felt infiltrated, so I quickly lowered my head.

The door was still open, and I didn't rush in, but walked a few steps to the side to see if there was anyone sitting inside, but the information desk was too high to see inside.

I gritted my teeth and mustered up the courage to walk in again.

A cool breeze blew across my face, and I shivered and walked quickly to the information desk.

There was an old man sitting here at night, with white hair and skinny bones, who was flipping through an old book.

I noticed that the warning sign on his desk had been changed, during the day: remember not to make loud noises, but at night it was changed: please ring the bell if you have something.

As the warning sign says, there is also a large bronze bell on the side.

The old man and the old lady have the same characteristics, that is, they don't care about the surroundings at all, they only care about their own business, one sleeps, and the other reads.

I coughed slightly, lowered my voice and asked:

"That...... Grandpa, let me excuse you. ”

To my surprise, the old man raised his head with a smile and said politely:

"Yo, the young man is here, oh it's okay, you can say it quickly. ”

The old man's attitude made me a little uncomfortable, compared to the old lady's indifference, his reaction was too enthusiastic.

I glanced around with some anxiety, but I didn't see anything abnormal, so I said carefully:

"I'd like to ask you about Xie Desheng. ”

After speaking, I stared at the old man seriously, but the old man's expression was not the slightest surprise, and he hurriedly said with a smile:

"Oh, Xie Desheng, yes, it's upstairs. ”

It's upstairs!

I was about to thank him excitedly, but after thinking about it, this Xie Desheng was obviously upstairs, why did the old lady during the day say no, and her tone was so sure.

Who the hell is lying?

In the face of such a polite and easy-talking old man, I felt a little headache, and I couldn't tell right from wrong for a while. Seeing that I was stunned, the old man first took out a small bell from the drawer and handed it to me, which seemed to be matched with the big bell on the table.

Then he stood up with a smile and pointed to the stairs and said:

"Na, from which staircase to the second floor, the last room in the corridor, is Xie Desheng, hehe. ”

"Yes, thank you!"

I had no choice but to nod and thank the old man, who immediately bent over and said with a smile that you are welcome.

I looked at the staircase inside suspiciously, and I always felt that something was wrong.

However, they have already come in, and it would be a pity not to go up.

I don't know why, I didn't encounter any danger, but my palms were full of cold sweat.

After walking a few steps, I cautiously glanced back at the old man, who was still standing at the consultation desk with a smile, and when he saw me looking at him, he pointed to the bell on the table and said:

"Go ahead, there's something to ring the bell. ”

I took out the little bell he gave me and looked at it, it was the same bronze color as the one on the table, and there were some small character spells drawn on the inside of the bell, the reason why I recognized it was because these small character spells were somewhat similar to the rune paper that Qin Yong brought.

Seeing this, I seem to think that this old man didn't lie to me, maybe he is a master.

But the question is, this is a mental hospital, and all the patients live in it, why do you want to use these things to ward off evil spirits?

The more I thought about it, the more nervous I became, and I was a lot more careful when I went upstairs.

Just as I was thinking, a voice suddenly came from the corner of the stairs.

"Dad, have you come to see me? ”

I was instantly frightened into a cold sweat, and when I looked up, I saw that it was a little girl of four or five years old, with a pale face, she was wearing a hospital gown, and she was standing on the second floor looking at me with a disheveled hair, she was holding a drawing board in her hand, and her hands were stained with pigment.

I let out a long breath and thought to myself that this must be a patient living here.

Looking at her expectant eyes, I had no choice but to walk up quickly, crouch down and look at her and say:

"Kid, I'm not your father, I'm here to find someone, you know?"

The little girl was much more well-behaved than I expected, she looked at me with winked eyes, and whispered:

"Dad, who are you looking for?"

I was a little speechless, I was only twenty years old, it was really uncomfortable to be called dad by a little girl, I didn't correct her again, but just got down to business.

"Xie Desheng. ”

The little girl smiled at me, stretched out her hand full of paint, pointed to the end of the corridor, and said:

"I know, there!" I looked in her direction, and I had a score in my heart, and I patted the little girl's cold shoulder, and said with a smile:

"Well, thank you, I'll go find Uncle Xie Desheng first, and I'll come back to you later. ”

With that, I got up and walked straight to the end of the hallway.

Just a few steps away, I saw a middle-aged man rushing over, looking at me with a disappointed and angry expression and saying:

"Brother, if you don't want to take my money, I won't give you a dime, unless you kill me!"

I hurriedly said embarrassedly:

"I'm sorry, you recognized the wrong person, I'm sorry......"

As I spoke, I pushed him away and walked forward, but fortunately the people were only talking nonsense in front of their own door, and did not follow.

Just a few steps away, another haggard woman in her twenties came, her dark circles were very serious, she rushed over and hooked my neck with crying, and said aggrievedly:

"I love you, don't leave me...... I've figured it out, I don't want children anymore, I'm going to get rid of the fetus, I just need to be with you, please don't leave me......"

As she spoke, she was about to kiss me, but I was so frightened that I quickly pushed her away.

This mental hospital is really not a place for people to come, and there is no nurse to manage it at night.

From time to time, a cold wind would blow in the hallway, and I don't know where it would come from, and I was already sweating profusely when I was halfway through.

I quickened my pace, wiping my sweat and wondering what this Xie Desheng would look like.

At this moment, an old woman in front of him suddenly shouted:

"There are ghosts!"

I was so frightened that I immediately stood up and looked around, and cold sweat broke out on my back.

Ghosts?

I looked at the old woman squatting on the ground, her hands on her knees and shivering, as if she was frightened.

I watched her pass slowly, and before I could react, I saw her suddenly point to the shadow on the ground, and said with a frightened expression:

"Look, look, there's a ghost! it's it! It's always following me, it's always following me......"

Looking at her own shadow on the ground, it was a normal thing, but I was a little scared when she shouted at me.

I quickly moved away from her and walked briskly to the end of the hallway.

There are patients' names in front of each room, but fortunately, not every patient comes out crazy, and there are many patients who like to act in their own rooms.

Soon I reached the end of the corridor, and I laughed excitedly at the word "Xie Desheng" in front of the door.

Finally the fuck found you!