The little boy walked away in a huff.

Yang Ke sat in the corner with sadness in his eyes.

He didn't have the strength to think about what he had experienced now, and he only hoped that his mother would be able to get rid of that kind of darkness that would never see the light of day.

Even if it is possible to pay with your life for it.

Yang Ke still remembers the feeling when he empathized with his mother just now, and he clearly heard the conversation between the two people in the chaotic sounds around him at that time.

"Is it really not going to work?"

"The patient's brain damage was severe, and if nothing else, she would hardly wake up."

"Why don't you try again? The situation of their family simply cannot withstand such a blow. ”

"Comrade policeman, I hope you can be rational, the patient has been malnourished for a long time and is very weak, if she is allowed to take care of herself, there may be a chance to wake up, but if the operation is performed again, there is only one possibility, that is, she is physically exhausted and dies on the operating table."

Yes, Yang Ke understands what this conversation means.

In a vegetative state, his mother became vegetative.

Normal medical treatment has not worked for the mother.

So Yang Ke can only count on the so-called immortal, maybe he can bring surprises to himself.

"I heard you've turned on that thing called the Hunter's Dream? That's a good thing, I've tried it before, but it's not at all. Luo Ming walked down the steps, squatted in front of Yang Ke, and saw that he didn't pay attention to himself at all, so he smiled, "Why don't you speak?" You don't hold a grudge against me because I betrayed you, do you? We're friends, isn't it normal to betray each other? ”

Yang Ke frowned and said, "What does a friend mean to you?" ”

"Hmm~ Murder spare tire? Scapegoat? Anything, it is impossible for ordinary people to be my friends because they are so boring, but you are different, you understand me, and it makes me very happy. ”

Yang Ke didn't want to continue Luo Ming's perverted topic: "That immortal just now is also your friend?" ”

"Well, yes, I kill him when I'm bored, and he's happy to do that. His immortal ability is really enviable, if I have such ability, I will definitely kill all the people here first, and then run out into the street, killing as I go, it's fun to think about it. ”

"How long has he been locked up in this basement?"

"Locked up? No, he can come and go here freely, no one cares about it. ”

"Free access? Those medical staff just pretend he doesn't exist? ”

Yang Ke suddenly felt that there was something wrong with this psychiatric hospital.

However, it is also possible that the child of a doctor.

Forget it, what are you doing with so much, he won't be happy anyway.

As long as you can wake up your mother, it doesn't matter what she is.

It wasn't until about 11 o'clock in the evening that the little boy returned to the basement and threw a mobile phone to Yang Ke.

Yang Ke turned on his phone and clicked on the video.

In the video, Yang Ke's mother looks awake, surrounded by shocked doctors and police.

Because my mother not only woke up, the bruises on her face and the external injuries on her body were all gone, and even her skin was much brighter and more hydrated than before.

Yang Ke's fingers lightly swiped across the screen of his phone, and the glimmer of his phone flashed in his eyes.

"How did you do that?"

"You don't have to worry about that, it's time for you to close the deal."

"I want to give her a call."

"Hopefully this is your last request."

Yang Ke got up and walked outside, because Luo Ming was inconvenient to move in the mental hospital, so he didn't follow him out.

Coming to the outside of Guangchen Mental Hospital, as soon as Yang Ke's mobile phone regained the signal, he suddenly received three missed calls.

Then the fourth one called.

Yang Ke picked up the phone, and an excited voice immediately came from there: "Hey, it's Yang Ke, tell you good news, your mother is awake!" Ha ha. By the way, there is another thing that may also be good news for you, your father has been assessed as a mental patient, and in the next period of time, he will be sent to Guangchen Psychiatric Hospital for treatment, and your case will also be turned into a civil case, and after your father's mental illness is cured, we will conduct civil mediation for your family. ”

Yang Ke remembered this person's voice, he was the policeman who let him out.

"Thank you, Uncle Police."

"What is there to thank for this, it can only be said that the wicked have their own heavenly harvest ......"

Syllable!

"Xiao Liu, how do you speak?"

"Huh?! Sorry Beam Team, I didn't know you were on the side. Yang Ke, I won't tell you, I'm just outside your mother's ward, your mother is in good shape now, I'll give her the phone, you and her. ”

There was a burst of apologies from the police on the phone, and it seemed that what he had just said had angered the leader.

Then the sound of the mother and the police conversing sounded.

"My phone?"

"I called your son and told her about your awakening."

"Oh, okay," Yang Ke's mother took the phone and said in a gentle voice, "Hey, Xiao Yang, you were frightened yesterday, Mom is fine." ”

"Well, it's okay, Mom, I'm late for work today, so I changed the night shift with my colleague, and I won't go back tonight."

"yes, then you can afford to work all day?"

"I slept all day during the day, and the aunt in the courtyard gave me apples to eat, and now I am in good spirits."

"There are still a lot of good people in the world."

"Yes, Mom, I have to go on duty, let's not talk about it, I'll see you tomorrow."

"Hey, pay attention...... Toot toot. ”

Yang Ke didn't hear his mother's last words and had already hung up the phone.

He put his phone in his pocket, walked around the people in the courtyard, went back to the basement, and said to the little boy, "Let's start over." ”

The little boy smiled: "You have a conscience." ”

Luo Ming said: "Friend, you can go with confidence, you explain what I did, and I will definitely help you get it." ”

Yang Ke didn't believe what the pervert said.

He closed his eyes and returned to his dreams during the little boy's ritual, opening them in a rocking chair in his study.

Yang Ke suddenly felt a sharp pain in his shoulder, and was surprised to find that the shoulder injury was still there.

It's just not as bad as the bleeding just now.

The key I got earlier was still in my hand at this time.

Yang Ke stood up from the rocking chair with his shoulders covered, saw the one-eyed book lying in blood on the ground, carefully bypassed, and walked out of the study.

Back in Room One.

He was about to lie down in the coffin as the little boy said, when he suddenly noticed a few lines of Chinese written on the inside of the coffin lid on the ground: If you don't want to be controlled by the evil gods, please read the following prayer during the ritual.

The eye of Allah, which does not exist in the world,

The source of all things that sleeps under the scorching sun,

Your faithful loved ones pray to you,

The door of healing has been opened,

Allow me to contribute to you.

In a building full of Western colors, Yang Ke was shocked to see a prayer written in Chinese.

What does this prayer mean?

Doesn't it exist in the world, in the universe?

Sleeping under the scorching sun, do you mean under the sun?

But this understanding seems a little too straightforward.

If there really is God's Word, then these prayers may have a more subtle meaning.

As for the dependents, Yang Ke understood them as retinues.

The Healing Door can't be the wooden door of Room One, right?

It always feels strange, but for some reason, this prayer has a strong attraction to Yang Ke, and he can't help but want to think and recite it silently.

The little boy saw that Yang Ke didn't reply for a long time, so he asked, "Are you lying down?" ”

"Oh, almost."

Yang Ke tried to lift the coffin lid on the ground, but unexpectedly found that it was so light that he could hold it with one hand.

So he half-covered the coffin, then lay inside, put the four materials on himself, and said, "All right." ”

"Okay, then you repeat what I said."

"Lord of the abyss of uncleanness and depravity,

The immortal god of reincarnation,

Your faithful messenger prays to you,

The door of healing has been opened,

Allow me to contribute to you. ”

Yang Ke listened to the little boy's prayer and found that there were two different sentences from the prayer inside the coffin lid, and there was also a difference between the messenger and the relative.

Although he was ready to die.

But if there is hope of survival, he is still willing to seize it.

It's just that whether it is the little boy or the prayer on the coffin lid, Yang Ke doesn't know whether they are good or bad.

So which one to choose made it difficult for Yang Ke.

Just follow the feeling.

I don't know anyway.

The little boy's prayer is for the Lord of the Abyss, the god of reincarnation, which sounds a bit like the Grim Reaper, and it doesn't feel like a good word.

The prayer on the lid of the coffin is the Eye of Allah, the source of all things, although the Eye of Allah seems a little crazy to imagine, but the source of all things seems to be a little more positive.

Anyway, just choose the coffin lid.

"I have a question."

“…… What's the problem. ”

"Is it useful to pray silently?"

"In a hunter's dream, silent meditation and speaking have the same effect."

"Well, then I read it silently, but I feel a little ashamed to open my mouth."

"Whatever you want, let's start quickly, don't waste time."

"Okay."

Yang Ke closed his eyes, and his mind recalled the full prayer on the lid of the coffin.

After he had finished praying for the first time, the half-open lid of the coffin suddenly closed completely, and then the four materials on his body gradually merged into his body.

And Yang Ke, who was silently reciting the prayer, was unaware of this.

A small skeleton appeared outside the coffin, picked up the key that Yang Ke had placed on the ground, and as soon as it left room No. 1 with the key, the door of room No. 1 slammed shut and locked automatically.

The little skeleton creaked through the first-floor hall.

The palatial decoration of the hall quickly decayed.

The little skeleton went to the study on the second floor and put the key back in the second drawer on the right-hand side of the desk.

Then it climbed back onto the desk, picked up the black top hat, and glanced at the pendulum clock on the wall that was back in normal operation.

The second hand of the pendulum clock no longer stands still, but turns normally tick-tock.

As the second hand moves, the sky outside the study window changes rapidly, from night to day, and from day to night.

The second hand turns three times, and the spring and summer, autumn and winter outside have passed for a year.

The little skeleton stopped looking at the work of the pendulum clock and went to the next bedroom with a black top hat, which he hung in the bedroom closet and placed it with a black trench coat.

It stood by and admired it for a moment, then closed its closet and returned to its rocking chair in the study, rocking beautifully.