The crying sound in my ears felt a little familiar, as if it was the crying I had heard in my dreams in the past few days, the sound was so many and mixed, as if there was a group of people crying in my ears, and I couldn't help but feel a little heartbeat--these ghosts are trying to trouble us, right?

Zhang Wuxin was originally urging the driver to drive faster, but after I heard the crying in my ears, I vigorously asked the driver to slow down.

The master suddenly became a little anxious: "One of you is fast, and the other is slow, who am I listening to?" ”

"Listen to me, slow down, if you encounter something abnormal, just stop directly, don't rush to the road." I'm the first to say.

When Zhang Wuxin heard my words, he immediately turned his gaze to me: "What's wrong?" ”

"It's nothing, it's just that I hear those cries again." I said in a low voice.

The voice is very small, I didn't dare to let the driver master hear it, the taxi drivers are quite superstitious, if the driver master hears this. I won't send us there, after all, no matter how much money you make, your life doesn't matter. Taxi drivers are prone to accidents, and they themselves have heard a lot of such things.

Zhang Wuxin nodded, no longer urging, and after a while. I couldn't help but ask, "Then how do you feel?" Need a break? ”

"It's okay, I'm just worried that I'll encounter a ghost hitting the wall, and you should wake up, after all, the driver doesn't understand anything."

"Okay."

Fortunately, all the worries were unnecessary, and after more than half an hour, we arrived in an urban village on the outskirts of the city. Before I entered the village, I had a distinct feeling, and the crying in my ears became louder and more real.

It dawned on me that the reason I heard the ghosts crying, and it was getting closer, more and more clearly, was because we were getting closer and closer to the place where the ghosts were bound, and because we were closer, I could sense the presence of all this.

It seems that we have found the right place this time, but when I think of the evil cultivation that Zhang Wuxin said, my heart can't help but hang: If we really encounter the evil cultivation, what should we do with the two of us? Is Zhang Wuxin's talisman seal redundant? What if the critical moment is not enough, and I am used as cannon fodder?

Probably about to reach the destination, the driver opened the conversation box again: "Call me to say, Mr. Yang's school is running well, and now many children have been ruined by the Internet, and their parents don't listen to their words. ”

"Your child has also been trained here, and now he is very obedient?" Zhang Wuxin couldn't help but ask.

"Of course, now I listen to the teacher, sitting in the class and listening to the lecture, I can not move all morning, but my grades still can't go up, and it is worse than before, but this can't be helped, it's not the material for reading, I'm going to wait for him to finish high school, and let him take the driver's license test and take over my class." The driver said.

"Since the grades still can't go up, isn't the training in vain?" I think the driver's brain circuit is a little strange, since I know that children are not reading materials, why do I have to spend so much effort to toss children?

"That's different, I used to be too disobedient, I didn't listen to anything, but now I'm honest, I don't dare to go west, and I don't play the computer, you don't know, as soon as I see him playing on the computer, I have a fire in my belly, now it's okay, I don't play the computer when I come back, I sit there and read when I get home, no matter whether I do well in the exam or not, at least the attitude is correct." Are you right? The driver's face was relieved.

But to my ears, it was very unpleasant: the situation of the child of the driver's master's family sounded a little similar to the condition of the boy who jumped off the cliff, very much like the state of mental damage.

Adolescent children, it is the rebellious and energetic stage of life, sitting in the seat for half a day without moving, coming home without playing with the computer or watching TV, sitting there in a daze at a book, this is completely the state of the walking dead, but the driver master feels that such a child is more comfortable.

I suddenly remembered the article about psychology I saw on the Internet before, which said that many parents do not love their children at all, but control, and everything wants their children to follow their minds, as long as the child does not obey, it is disobedient, there is a problem, and it must be corrected.

And adolescent rebellion is originally human nature, because rebellion means breaking stereotypes and being creative, and many artists' rebellion and creativity are formed in adolescence.

But all this falls into the eyes of many Chinese parents as a challenge to their authority. I feel that something is wrong with my child, and I use violence and high pressure to suppress it.

In the end, the child either collapsed under violence and high pressure, or provoked resistance, those children who jumped off the building when their homework was criticized by their parents, many people felt that the child's psychology was too fragile, and they jumped off the building with a scolding.

But actually. Before this, the child had suffered a long period of psychological devastation, and the last scolding was just the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Just like the driver master in front of him, he never thought that the child had experienced such a correction. The whole person has been ruined, he has lost his creativity, lost his vitality, and even lost the motivation to live.

Parents feel that such children are very obedient. It's very comfortable, but I never thought that the children would need to leave them one day, they needed to live their own lives independently, and their parents would grow old and die. What happens if a child becomes a marionette and loses a puppet without a controller when the parents die?

Will you stay there until you starve to death? What kind of work can a child do without creativity and energy? Even if you give an iron rice bowl, once there is an accident in society. He won't be able to do anything else, will he be able to survive?

The driver master is still sighing vigorously: "Children are not sensible, they don't know that their parents are for his good, and when they grow up, they will know, at this time, they should be ruthless." Filial piety comes out from under the stick. How can you make a weapon without fighting? ”

I thought of the child who jumped off the cliff, and I felt irritable for no reason, and couldn't help but say, "Master, you better take your child to see a psychiatrist, or something will really happen." ”

At this moment, the driver master is like a cat that has been stepped on by the tail. Suddenly exploded: "How can you talk?" How can parents not be good for their children? Who would harm their own children? You two get me off, I won't send it! ”

Zhang Wuxin and I were driven out of the car like this, but fortunately it was not far from the training school, looking at the driver who collected the money and scolded and drove away, I couldn't say anything in my heart.

Parents didn't harm their children? I'm not proficient in psychology and don't dare to say much. However, in my career as a doctor, I have experienced and heard many strange cases.

There is a high temperature of thirty or forty degrees in summer, and the mother-in-law asks the pregnant woman to cover the quilt during confinement, resulting in heat stroke organ failure and death; There are children who sprinkle salt on the scald wounds, causing the child to die of sodium imbalance; There are burns and then pour soy sauce onto the skin, resulting in infections that cannot be saved.

There are also children who do not do their homework well, so they hang the children up and beat them, and send them to the hospital in shock; The child was disobedient and dragged the child's head to the wall, hitting the intracranial hemorrhage and dying.

What must be the love that parents have for their children? Not necessarily, some people just use the banner of love to exert their tyrannical methods.

It was said. The hospital is the testing ground of human nature, only here can we see the truth and ugliness of human nature, those sweet words, vows, can be seen clearly in the hospital. This is true.

Similarly, the hospital is a place where the limits of human retardation and stupidity can be easily observed. There, you can see all kinds of strange cases, and sometimes, the mentally retarded behavior can make you wonder if they have just come out of the primitive tribe.

Zhang Wuxin saw that my face was a little unsightly, patted me on the shoulder and said, "You don't have to be angry. This driver's master, his children are afraid that they will also be ruined, and their souls should also be damaged. ”

"Let's go, let's get to know what's going on here." I shook my head and threw my juggling thoughts out of my head.

The driver said that the training school was nearby. This is an urban village, the road is very complicated, and Zhang Wuxin and I really don't know how to go.

Fortunately, I'm very close to that place now, and the ghost cries in my ears are very close, so I just need to follow the loudness of their voices.

In this way, I took Zhang Wuxin around the village, and finally came to a courtyard with a high wall and a large iron gate, and I could clearly sense that those ghosts were trapped somewhere in the high wall.

There are no signs hanging on this courtyard, and it looks no different from an ordinary residential courtyard, but I can clearly feel that there is an extremely uncomfortable energy shrouded here, and that energy carries a ruthlessness and tyranny, like a large net that spreads out, firmly controlling everything here.

"This is it, how do we get in?" Looking at the high courtyard wall and the cold iron gate, I looked at Zhang Wuxin with some worry.

"I have a talisman, let's just jump in." Zhang Wuxin took out two talisman seals again.

"Didn't you say you ran out last time?" I asked, skeptically.

"Express to understand. Don't live in feudal times. Zhang Wuxin said, pasting the two talismans on my body, and then, after he pasted himself again, he pulled me and jumped slightly. He jumped over the high courtyard wall and entered the courtyard.

The courtyard was quiet, the lights were off in the whole building, it was pitch black, and there was no sound on it, which made me suspect that there was something wrong with my induction, and I was in the wrong place - if this was a training school, there should be a lot of students, how could there be no sound at all?

Just as I was about to ask Zhang Wuxin, he reached out and made a booing gesture and pointed behind me.

I turned my head to look, and saw a figure standing quietly in the dark shadow behind me, like a sculpture.

Is this a living or dead?

Before I could spin around in my head, I smelled blood.

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