Chapter 1 Ghost Nest in the Community
I am a ghost hunter in the divine realm, Da Yang knows it, and he still marries me into the family without hesitation.
"Beibei, I'll love you all my life." When he said this, I was skeptical.
I have been a Christian since I was a child, that is, a person who believes in the divine realm of God, and I also have superpowers that are different from ordinary people. I would go to their church every week and pray for exorcisms. I remember when I was seventeen years old, I was unlucky to cast out demons, and I was possessed by a monster, and it took me two months to get out.
The neighbors around me all regarded me as mentally ill, and my father was also haunted by ghosts, so my neighbors near my house often closed the door of my house, and they all preferred to go through the back door. My upstairs neighbor even bought another house in the neighborhood a kilometer away. In their eyes, I am an ominous person, and my home is a ghost nest. Even when many seniors came to my house to pray and help exorcise ghosts, they felt cold and strange in the house, and they ran to the balcony or my courtyard to pray.
My mother, gradually losing her stamina, was persuaded to send me to a psychiatric hospital. Sent to a psychiatric hospital at the age of seventeen, isn't this future over? I even thought of pursuing a handsome boy in the courtyard so that I could fly away with him. But I didn't pursue the boy at all, so I drew for him. Drew a whole bunch of girls, and the fairies gave it to him.
Naturally, he liked it very much, so he cut out all the people in the painting with scissors and hid them. His mother walked in, saw me painting him, persuaded me to leave, and said to the doctor, "My son is crazy and mentally ill for several years, and I can't stand this crazy daughter-in-law!" ”
My dream of going away and flying high was shattered, it turned out that he was more energetic than me!
I was in a psychiatric hospital and was taking more medicine than food. Seeing that I was angry and not eating, the doctor prescribed many nutritional pills, including sleep, as well as psychotropic drugs that forced me to sleep. A large handful of each meal, eat several times before swallowing. Medicine can only force me, but not the devil.
I was stronger than a man, and I pulled the huge water pipes of the hospital, the iron ones, open, and the huge flow of water knocked down all the medical staff and the real mental patients. Then the devil dragged me into the river. Drill out of the iron railings of the hospital. Running quickly across a street, the river was nearby. The mother couldn't catch up, and the hospital staff couldn't catch up. I was too small to be led by it.
Dragged into the river, the water was deep and the bottom was full of silt. There was a huge suction force in the sludge that was trying to suck me in. I also wanted to die, and a voice told me, "Son, you can't die." "Divinely realm. I repeated the voice: "I can't die." "That voice saved me. So I defeated the devil and took off my shoes that had fallen into the mud, and the suction could not hold my feet, and I came up from the water.
I immediately ran back, covered in mud. The people on the street were scared of me, saying I was a madman, and they were scared and hiding.
Later, when my mother felt that I was getting worse, she took me home and locked me in the house with a big lock on the door. She really couldn't help it, and she didn't give me any medicine, so she prayed and handed me over to God, hoping that Jesus in the divine realm would save me. It doesn't matter if it's good or not. Cook for me on time and don't say a word to me.
The god realm and the demon realm at home are fighting back and forth in the house. Mother she couldn't see. At night, a female demon dream scared me and threatened me with terrible sounds. The power from the divine realm restrains her, and she can't move me.
Another time, I hadn't eaten for three days, and I hadn't eaten a drop of water. Will only sleep and not wake up. When I got up, I found that my body was still lying in place, and my soul had already sat up. "This is dead?" No, I lay down again, I woke up. The ghost came out.
The power of the divine realm is greater than the power of demons, and I also have the mission that God has given me. Although I defeated the devil, my classmates in the community ignored me. They all thought of me as a psychopath, a weirdo, a madman. But I was thick-skinned and took the initiative to play with them, which scared them terribly.
None of the friends were there. I will ask for it from the divine realm. I still want to go to university, but I went crazy for two months and delayed my secondary school studies. But I want to skip a grade, I don't want to go to high school anymore, it's boring, I go straight to college. This is the meaning of the divine realm.
There is a little money at home. My mother said follow me, if I could pass the exam, I knew she was coaxing me, and she thought I was crazy. I took a leave of absence from secondary school. I heard that I could get a university diploma by taking the self-examination, so I went to register.
Self-examination is very difficult, many students have taken the exam before, and there are basically few who can be admitted, and getting a self-examination diploma is simply a pipe dream for poor students.
But for me, as long as I am not mentally ill, taking a test is as simple as drinking porridge. In the name of a university newspaper. I go to class every day. I was the youngest in the class, with two ponytails, one on the left and one on the left, and I liked the hairstyle and walked a lot like the cartoon Sailor Moon. They all call me kid. Every time the bell bell reaches 8 o'clock in the morning, I show up in class on time. I don't know what's going on, no matter how early or late I leave home, I always enter the classroom on time when the bell rings at eight o'clock. My classmates laughed and said that I did it on purpose, and as soon as they saw me, they knew that the teacher was about to come in.
After completing the 12 exams, you can get credits and certificates. I took 7 exams in my first year. Over the course of the year, I have basically made a lot of friends. Exam transcripts and the school's big seal prove that my IQ is much higher than that of psychopathy. There were two boys in the class who liked me. I asked the divine realm that during this time, you can't fall in love. So I decisively rejected them, although they are the rich and handsome that modern girls like, my refusal is very strong, and it hurt him enough to choke him.
It went smoothly until I was an undergraduate. My mother suddenly told me that the family didn't have enough money. His father is seriously ill, and he still hasn't come out of the demon realm, and he may be like this for the rest of his life. She had to take care of her father. I am the expectation of my family, and I want to go out to work. I searched and searched and found only a job in a kindergarten. I'm a 19-year-old kid myself, and I can't stand seeing the little ones screaming around me. So I wanted to study my undergraduate degree at home, take care of my father, and let my mother go to work freely.
My mother also felt that my grades, if I only got a junior college, would really not be able to stand me, so I agreed.
But this year, the devil is here again. This magic is not small. My exam suddenly got bogged down. I suddenly couldn't read the book, couldn't find the point, and was pacing back and forth in the house on a rainy day, worrying about money and the future.
I slept on a mat as an evil chill crept into my right arm. I felt inexplicable pain in my body. I went to multiple hospitals and TCM clinics, but nothing worked.