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The dream jumped a few times, during which Mr. Wei was in a wheelchair and was pushed in by the young man to thank Wu Ling.

He looked to be ninety or a hundred years old, with a lot of age spots and wrinkles, his eyes were a little cloudy, and his speech was not very clear.

It was the first time I had looked at this old man closely, and I suddenly felt a touch of familiarity.

Mr. Wei couldn't speak, so the young man next to him expressed his meaning on his behalf.

Wu Ling definitely knew Mr. Wei's identity, so they didn't need to introduce themselves. I stared at Mr. Wei for a long time, and then listened to the young man's narration, gradually comparing Mr. Wei with an old gentleman in my memory.

“…… We didn't know that he had been suffering from schizophrenia since more than 30 years ago. He is well hidden, and the other two personalities are ...... The other two personalities are his deceased wife and deceased son, and the three personalities know each other's existence and are at peace with each other, and they also hide from us tacitly. The young man smiled bitterly, "In several activities, art exhibitions and art exhibitions, he behaved normally. Their family originally received the same artistic influence, there was no problem in terms of knowledge, and when he needed to paint on the spot, his old age could be well disguised. ”

When the young man said this, he was very helpless.

Mr. Wei also showed a stunned expression.

Mr. Wei is very satisfied with that life, as if his wife and son are still by his side, and the family is still together. But as he grew older, he had some health problems in old age, his memory and thinking began to deteriorate, and his split personality became somewhat out of control. In addition, it is the ...... of art," the young man looked at Mr. Wei and said thoughtfully, "Mr. Wei's original art style was rather ethereal. As you may have heard, one of his most famous ink paintings is "Fairy Mountain", and there is another masterpiece of oil painting "Dream Wonderland", which he helped the great director Constance to design. But after some confusion in his thinking, what he imagined in his mind became grotesque...... The monster of the day, you also saw it. We consulted with a psychiatrist, and it was possible that it was influenced by other personalities, so we imagined something that didn't fit his usual thinking. ”

Wu Ling listened quietly and did not speak.

Mr. Wei suddenly spoke: "I don't want them to disappear. ”

The young man hurriedly added: "Mr. Wei hopes to be with his wife and children all the time, even if it is in a special form. What you did that day suppressed this fantasy of his, and it seems that it also suppressed his other personalities. Mr. Wei was distressed by this. I wonder if there can be a way to have the best of both worlds? ”

Wu Ling frowned and asked, "Do you think that Mr. Wei's fantasy is just his own thoughts?" ”

"No, of course not. We understand that there are two other personalities in this. Mr. Wei just hopes that he can still be with his wife and children. The young man was vague and deliberately ignored the crux of Wu Ling's problem.

Wu Ling shook his head, "What I suppressed was Mr. Wei's soul, so that his soul would stabilize and no longer have those thoughts that affected reality. I don't understand the psychological side of the disease. But if Mr. Wei's two personalities are suppressed, it proves that those two things are not Mr. Wei's split personality. ”

Mr. Wei, who was in a wheelchair, suddenly became excited, patted the armrest and said something.

The young man comforted Mr. Wei and said with some warning: "Miss Wu, Mr. Wei cherishes his deceased wife and son very much, please be careful when you use words." ”

Wu Ling shook his head, "You misunderstood. There was only one ghost I saw, and that was the one I saw at the door of the villa. Now, by Mr. Wei's side, I don't see that ghost either. Whether the ghost is Mr. Wei's son or not, I can't confirm either. I haven't met Mr. Wei's son before. So, whether Mr. Wei's situation was schizophrenic, or the ghosts of his wife and children, or something else, I can't be sure now. ”

Mr. Wei was excited again.

The young man pressed the back of Mr. Wei's hand and looked at Wu Ling, "Miss Wu, you can make any request, as long as Mr. Wei can meet it, he will definitely agree." ”

Wu Ling looked at Mr. Wei and shook his head again, "He's too weak." The previous soul suppression was already very difficult to complete, and if he had to do anything, he was afraid that he would not be able to complete the spell, and he would die with a whimper. ”

Mr. Wei was very anxious, "It doesn't matter, as long as we meet, even if it's death." I want to meet them......"

Suddenly, he burst into tears.

Wu Ling hesitated, "I can't guarantee that you will be able to meet them......"

"It's okay, as long as you have the chance." Mr. Wei said word by word.

The young man patted Mr. Wei's back and said something to Wu Ling.

The dream began to fast forward again.

The scene changes from a hospital to a living room.

Everything in the living room was removed, leaving a space.

The old man and the young man of the Wu family are still there, and the other three are nowhere to be seen.

Wu Ling drew a formation on the ground.

I don't know any of this, but I can tell that this is a fresh formation, something I haven't seen before.

This time the formation was still a bit bloody.

I saw a pig and a sheep tied up next to me.

Wu Ling drew the formation, sweated, let the pigs and sheep be put into the formation, and with a sharp knife, he directly cut off the heads of the two unconscious beasts.

Blood sprayed Wu Ling's head and face.

She began to dance in circles around the carcasses of pigs and sheep.

Her dance moves are primitive and wild, some like primitive people in the documentary swinging around a campfire.

As far as I know, those middle-aged and elderly women who dance the gods should not be able to do this kind of difficult lower waist and leg lifts.

Wu Ling's dancing became more and more wild, and the bones and joints on his body seemed to be able to bend at will.

She fell to the ground suddenly, her eyes rolling, and her whole body twitching and squirming forward.

This action was so exaggerated and terrifying that the others couldn't help but go backwards.

Only that Mr. Wei's eyes lit up.

Wu Ling didn't have any support, and the whole person stood up.

At the same time stood up the headless pig and the sheep.

Wu Ling's body writhed a few times like a snake.

The carcasses of the pigs and sheep also began to writhe and swelled in a circle.

Wu Ling suddenly snorted, and the knife in his hand brushed twice, splitting the belly of the pig and sheep.

Two ghosts, a man and a woman, rolled out of it.

I was dumbfounded.

This scene was really unexpected and incredible.

Is this some kind of spiritualist spell?

It doesn't look like it's our ancestors' set of things, no, it should be said, it's not exactly our ancestors' things, and it's not the Wu family's things. This exotic style is too strong.

I'm still shocked by this spell.

Mr. Wei was already crying bitterly, shouting two names.

The two souls got up from the ground, looked around blankly, and wept equally when they saw Mr. Wei.