For ordinary people, death is terrible, because even if life is not so smooth, there will be many beautiful existences in their lives, and the ups and downs are the true taste of life.

But for people like me, there is no joy in life, and death is the real liberation. My wrist was cut deep into the slash, but I was not scared at all, but I felt a sense of relief that no one would punish me at last.

It's just that people with tragic fates seem to be so aggrieved even when they die, and they won't escape those calamities. When my soul finally detached from my body, I was dragged away by a huge suction force and flew off into the distance, losing consciousness and waiting to wake up again. I came to a strange yard.

This courtyard is not the Internet addiction rehabilitation center I went to, but the person in charge is still the sheep and the new instructors he recruited, and here I saw a lot of boys and girls, who are also going through what happened to me back then.

See these. I subconsciously wanted to escape, but I found myself trapped here by a black silk thread, and the other end of the black silk thread was connected to the electric shock machine that the sheep called the beast back then.

The sensation of electric shock came down the black silk thread again, and I only felt as if there were countless steel needles stirring in my head, the pain I had experienced back then. Once again, a sea of mountains is coming.

I want to kill myself, but I've become a ghost, how can a ghost die? I tried to escape, but my body was bound to the yard by the black silk thread, and I couldn't escape.

What was originally just a haunting painful memory has now become a real torment, and it never stops, and I feel like I'm really going to die, because my soul is starting to get weaker and weaker, and if it continues like this, I will probably dissipate completely.

But that's fine, at least I don't have to endure such pain anymore, I'm not afraid of death, are I still afraid of real dissipation?

As the pain intensified, my soul began to slowly peel away, and soon, I came back to my senses: I was Ji Zang, and those memories just now were not my experience, but probably the memories of the ghost who committed suicide by slitting his wrists in the courtyard.

After I understood it, I couldn't tell what it felt like in my heart, this ghost was too miserable, his life was completely ruined by Internet addiction treatment, that is not treatment, it is destruction, and a person's life is completely destroyed.

Those parents want to treat their children's Internet addiction, but under the treatment of electroshock therapy, the child's Internet addiction has stopped, but their interest in the whole world has been completely cut off, and their perception of the world is only pain, how can they be expected to continue to live?

When I came back to my senses, I found myself in trouble now, I clearly remembered that after I and Zhang Wuxin arrived in room thirteen, Zhang Wuxin touched the electric shock machine, and I reached out to pull him, and my consciousness was also brought into the electric shock machine.

Although I now understand that those painful memories just now are not my own, but I can't get rid of it, what can I do? If we don't go out for a long time, after the seal fails, they will be discovered by the sheep and beasts, and if we also give us an electric shock, Zhang Wuxin and I are afraid that we will not be able to withstand it.

How do I get out? I tried to reach for the black thread on my head, but an electric current rushed in, and I couldn't move.

Then, it was dark again in front of my eyes, and when I opened my eyes again, it was the memory of another person.

Memories are like a series of movies. One by one, I felt the pain of everyone, most of these children, who were sent to the abstinence center by their parents because of adolescent rebellion.

There is even a more strange thing, he watched the educational film of the teacher of the island country at home, and when he was hilarious, he was bumped into by his parents and felt that he was going to go completely astray, so he was also sent to the withdrawal center and received electroshock therapy.

This is so special that people have nothing to say, it is normal to be curious about the opposite sex in adolescence, self-release is a very common behavior, this is the instinct of human reproduction, how can watching a movie become a great crime?

This parent is also wonderful, why don't they want to think about how the child was born? Isn't it a primitive exchange between men and women?

These children who were sent to the abstinence center for treatment did quit their own problems, but after returning to normal society, they lost themselves and became puppets completely, unable to study, and had no creative ability to work, so they could only accept simple instructions.

After such a person goes out into society. As you can imagine, work and life are not going well, coupled with the pain and torture of the year, many people suffer from depression, and they can't communicate with their families, so they can't understand it at all. Few of these dead ghosts were actually electrocuted, and all of them committed suicide many years later.

After they committed suicide, their souls were all taken by the shock machine and bound around. They can't get out, and they're tortured all the time.

Seeing this, I finally realized that if I wanted to get out of the predicament in front of me, I had to destroy this electric shock machine, but Zhang Wuxin and I were now trapped in this consciousness. How could there be a chance to smash that electric shock machine?

Zhang Wuxin and I were relatively speechless in the dark consciousness space, not knowing what to do, at this moment, two more figures suddenly appeared in the dark consciousness space, one was the cliff jumping boy, and the other was the ghost with twisted limbs.

"What's wrong with you two? How did you get stuck here? The cliff-jumping boy couldn't help but complain.

"You've come just in time. Give us a hand, or we'll really not be able to get out. Zhang Wuxin hurriedly said.

"How can I help you?" The cliff-jumping boy didn't hesitate at all.

"I have a pendant around my neck, it's for protection, it can be activated, and if you go out and touch it, I can wake up. You may get hurt a little though. Zhang Wuxin said.

When I heard the pendant, I couldn't help but move: Zhang Wuxin actually has a pendant, is this a coincidence, or do people from the seven major families have such a talisman pendant?

"Will the injuries be serious?" The cliff-jumping boy asked.

"No, it's just a little painful, it's not too much of a problem." Zhang Wuxin explained.

"That's good." The cliff-jumping boy nodded in agreement.

Then. He disappeared from the dark space of consciousness, and the ghost with twisted limbs walked up to me and hugged me again with its twisted limbs.

I went through his painful memories again, and I had been through it before. But this time, it felt completely different.

He is a stubborn boy who refuses to give in, and after entering the correction school, the instructor's strong pressure will not make him succumb, but will only make him resist again and again, in the confrontation again and again. The instructors finally couldn't take it anymore and began to go overboard.

They let a few young boys who listened to them the most beat up this stubborn boy, originally just to teach him a lesson, but this was originally an extremely depressing place, and those young boys who were transformed into dogs were originally in a depressed state.

The situation soon got out of hand, and the beating could not get the boy to give in, and they began to use more and more cruel methods, the boy's hands and feet were broken, and someone jumped on his neck and kicked him violently.

A group of people are in a state of madness, wait until everyone is done venting and calm down. Finding that the boy was completely out of breath, the instructors eventually had to secretly bury the child's body in the wasteland behind the yard, telling the parents who came to look for him that the child had escaped and did not know where he had gone.

Wait until I open my eyes again. The twisted soul stood right in front of me, his head hanging behind him, tears were flowing: "I want to go home, I want to find my grandparents, you must promise me to send my ashes back." ”

"Good. I promise you. As soon as my words fell, I only felt a flower in front of me, and when I came back to my senses, I found that I and Zhang Wuxin were standing in room thirteen of the training school, Zhang Wuxin's hand was withdrawn from the electric shock machine, and he looked at me with a worried face.

"You just went through those memories of them?" I couldn't help but ask.

"What do you say? You've been through it all. Where can I escape, fortunately, my Dao heart is still relatively firm, if this is a different person, maybe I will be tortured and collapsed. Zhang Wuxin couldn't help but wipe the cold sweat on his forehead and said.

"So what do we do next? Is there something wrong with this machine? You're going to destroy it, right? ”

"There is indeed a problem, I suspect that this machine has absorbed too many negative emotions after torturing so many people, and has become an evil thing, so it can trap so many ghosts, and continue to torture them, this thing must be destroyed, otherwise these ghosts will be sucked dry by it sooner or later." Zhang Wuxin said.

"Blot dry?" I'm a little puzzled.

"Yes, the cliff jumping boy and the ghost with twisted limbs are able to move freely, not that their strength is really strong, but they haven't been drained yet, and the resentment of the others is actually not small, but after a long time of wearing, they have lost their strength." Zhang Wuxin explained.

I gasped. This thing is also too vicious, and it has to fight with the beast of the sheep and the beast, and sure enough, what kind of master there is, what kind of machine there is.

I lowered my head and began to look around the house, even if I could find a hammer or a brick. I'm going to smash this nasty.

Zhang Wuxin watched me look down and look around, and couldn't help but ask, "What are you looking for?" ”

"Find something to smash this thing and stop this harmful thing from continuing to exist."

"It's not that simple, the physical destruction of the outside world can't damage the core of this thing, even if you smash it to pieces, as long as it is repaired, it is still an evil thing that can control ghosts." Zhang Wuxin shook his head and said.

"Huh?! So what to do? ”

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