"......" Lu Shaozhen was speechless, taking this place as her home? Even if you don't have mental illness, you have to be forced out of mental illness, "In that case, I have to ask, who are you and what kind of place is this?" ”

The monster's limbs were as if they were sealed with cement, and she said to Lu Shaozhen: "What is this place?" I remember I just told you that this is my home. ”

“……”

This is your home, no one will rob you! That's not what Lao Tzu meant! Lu Shaozhen secretly slandered, but he didn't dare to really express it, so although he was indignant, he could only greet him with a smile.

"I know this is your house, I mean where this house is."

"Where is this room?" The monster seemed to fall into deep thought, and the faded rhyme drifted with his thoughts to the distant past, "It's been so long, so long that I've forgotten what the outside world is like, and it's stuck with iron locks for my endless years." ”

The monster's rather pleasant voice exuded endless remembrance at this time, not at all like a mentally ill person can react, could it be that she was in a period of mental stability at this time? The more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible, and Lu Shaozhen asked tentatively again: "So that means you have been trapped here for a long time?" Haven't left a single step in between? ”

"What's wrong? Boy, do you have any comments? The monster suddenly woke up from that state, and immediately looked at Lu Shaozhen with interest, "But then again, I've been here for so long, and you're the first one to come in." When the hospital was still thriving, I was locked up here, until now the dust is a few fingers thick. ”

"I'm the first? You're lying, there's a man in a black jacket who has just gone out of here, and it's clear from your conversation that he's been here more than once. Lu Shaozhen said vigilantly.

"So, you saw everything that just happened?"

"Or else?"

The monster's temperament suddenly became extremely dignified, she was easy-going and no longer stared at Lu Shaozhen with a gloomy gaze, Lu Shaozhen felt a chill in his back, he knew that he might have said the wrong thing, so he quickly calculated the gains and losses in all aspects in his mind, and prepared for the next possible changes.

As it turned out, his worries were not unwarranted, and the monster was slowly standing up, its figure resembling a brown bear against the backdrop of its large, dirty cotton jacket, with a dangerous aura in its gestures.

"Boy, your courage is commendable, since you have spied on such a big secret, there is no need for me to keep you." With that, the monster slowly moved forward.

And Lu Shaozhen was shocked, the most frightening thing still happened, this monster was obviously hostile to himself, if it was like the previous stormy invasion and tossing, the iron lock would inevitably be broken free and he would inevitably be torn to pieces.

Seeing that the monster slowly approached the iron cage, Lu Shaozhen quickly planned an escape route, if it was not feasible to escape in the direction that the man went before, after the man left, he obviously locked the iron door to prevent the monster from chasing out, since the iron door can withstand the monster's attack, why can he break it? When the time comes, there will be only one dead end if you are blocked in that block.

It was even more infeasible to face the door in the opposite direction, where there was nothing but abandoned torture instruments, and there were no messy bones piled up haphazardly, not even the narrow windows. The thick earthy yellow walls are like moats on the escape road, and the surface of the wall presents a relaxed arc, which can not only enhance the bearing capacity of the wall in a practical sense, but also create great pressure on the spirit, making people feel a heartfelt sense of powerlessness when the mountains look up.

Lu Shaozhen saw this scene with a wry smile on the corner of her mouth, is this the so-called destiny that cannot be violated? I didn't expect to die at the hands of a psychopath in the end.

It is impossible to say that he is willing, but Lu Shaozhen's walls in all directions, tall and strangely shaped torture instruments, coupled with the accumulation of dry bones like a mountain, all of them are a kind of mental hint, so that Lu Shaozhen's desire to survive is gradually declining.

Lu Shaozhen also tried to counter the influence of this environment, but as a saying in Lacan's philosophy, the unconscious is the discourse of the greater other. Since man is a social animal, it is impossible to exist apart from society, so his subconscious hidden under his self-consciousness has become a nourishing place for social ideology, where desires are entangled and divided, and evil always exists in a high-sounding form.

Therefore, Lu Shaozhen is not a saint, and he can't break free from cultural constraints to carry out a certain cause, so his concept cannot be subverted, and his psychological pressure naturally becomes a stubborn disease. Just imagine, your enemy is a burly man, his height and waist can easily encompass you, such a person walking towards you menacingly, can you say that you have the courage to deal with the wind and clouds without trembling your legs?

Just when he was hesitating in the night, he felt something pull his trouser leg, and lowered his head, only to see the huge pie-shaped insect biting his trouser leg and pulling it out.

"He seems to be trying to tell you something." The monster's voice was mixed with eerie laughter, and by this time she had reached the edge of the iron cage, and the iron rope with a new crack had been straightened, and it seemed to be on the verge of precariousness, "Although I am not happy with your previous voyeurism, and you snooped on my secrets, but that kind-hearted little guy wants to tell you something, so it's not too late for me to clean you up when he finishes telling you." ”

"How are you going to clean me up?" Lu Shaozhen was really a little scared, and he couldn't help but ask a simple question.

The monster pinched her throat and let out a miserable laugh, although she was laughing sincerely, but in the ears of outsiders, it was like a cry when a girl who was ** was about to fall and commit suicide, and always had a hideous feeling that penetrated into the soul: "I will peel off your scalp, suck your delicious brain marrow, and make your liver into a platter, hang it on an iron hook to dry and then taste it." ”

Lu Shaozhen shuddered when he heard this, he immediately pinned his hopes on the insect, and at the same time he became extremely interested in the insect's intentions, what was it that made this guy so eager? Can this unheard-of breed of bug really lead itself to any valuable clues?