Chapter 123: Soul Fragments
It doesn't matter, now that you see him, then other things will be easier. I comforted Liu Yuwei and took a closer look at the corner.
Whether it's Liu Yuwei or Catherine. I was in this corner when I saw him, so that means that this guy must be in this corner.
In this corner is a wall, with Catherine's bedside table on the side, and then Catherine's bed.
First I rummaged through Catherine's bedside table and there was nothing special, then I moved it straight out of the bedside table and searched the walls carefully, and finally I found something.
A few thin black threads were wrapped in the cement of the wall, very inconspicuous, and they should be hair.
Hair is a useless thing for humans, but actually. Hair has always been a mystery to humans.
Animals all over the world, as long as they have hair, will not grow anymore almost to a certain extent. There are only two animals in the world that will continue to grow their hair. In addition to humans, there are musk oxen (a long-haired artiodactyl in the alpine region, haven't seen it?). The two cows rubbing against each other in the dermatitis flat advertisement! That's right, it's this thing! )
Maybe it's a boring question, and many people don't think about it, but in the eyes of those of us who do the occult. Hair is a very important thing.
It is widely said that hair stores a lot of memories of a person, and as memories continue to increase, hair will continue to grow.
When your hair is cut off, some of your memories are gone.
Many people don't think about this kind of thing: you remember a lot of things when you were a child, but your hair has been cut I don't know how many times, and you still remember a lot of things?
Maybe when you recall something, you will always think of some things that you have almost forgotten a long time ago when you recall something, and when you recall these things, you will have a feeling that I still remember this event.
Huang suffered a very serious injury when he was a child (how serious is it?). In fact, the wound was not big and did not bleed, but he almost became a real eunuch! Later, after surgery in the hospital, I got better, but I can't remember how I got hurt.
It wasn't until many years later that I suddenly recalled a scene in my dream: when Xiao Huang was still a primary school student, there was a music class, in order to practice a school singing competition and other things. Xiao Huang and his classmates were in the school music classroom, because they were too young and still elementary school students, they felt very excited to participate in this kind of competition, and the team was very, very chaotic. As a result, our homeroom teacher used an iron ruler to whip us hard before we put the team in order.
When she used an iron ruler to pump around the students, the middle of it hit Xiao Huang's most important part!
At that time, he was still a primary school student, and in that era, he didn't dare to disobey the teacher at all, although Xiao Huang choked in pain, he didn't say anything, where it hurt for a while, and he didn't take it to heart.
It was about a day before the injury finally kicked in, but I couldn't remember it anymore. Fortunately, after treatment in the hospital, there was no root cause left, and now my daughter is five years old. (Sell a little private work here: This hospital is Chongqing Children's Hospital, and it seems that there has been a recent incident of a doctor being beaten.) In any case, I support this hospital. Thank you to them for saving Huang Huang's life several times when she was young! )
This example illustrates one thing: our brain is an organ for thinking, but memories are not necessarily all contained in the brain, and a significant part of them are elsewhere, and hair is a place where a lot of memories are likely to be found.
When your hair is cut off, some of the things you almost never remember are cut off, but at least there's a part left for you to remember. But it's more likely that your hair has a lot of details about your memories, and you may remember a lot of things years later, but you can't remember the details at all.
There is no conclusion on this matter, so let's take a look.
If the carrier of memory is hair, then what is memory itself?
In many fantasy novels, old-timers or masters want to pass on some powerful moves or skills to the protagonist, and there is a very interesting plot here, probably as it is.
The old-timer passer-by A sighed: My passer-by A fought in the sky for 10,000 days thousands of years ago, and fought alone for 100 heavenly kings for 10 years (in short, he is the protagonist?). Aotian listened to the passer-by A old-timer pretending to be forced, and readers who have read more than 5 mainstream fantasy novels should be able to memorize it backwards. )
I didn't expect to meet a kid like you now! Okay, I'll teach you what I've learned all my life: "Heaven-Defying Pretend**", as long as you know "Anti-Heaven Pretending to Force**", from now on, no one in this world is your opponent! You will have the ability to fight the villain Big Pig's Foot to the death! You can also go and snatch back your favorite heroines: brain-dead chicks, green tea, scheming!
Then, the passer-by A senior directly threw out a soul fragment and drilled into the protagonist? Aotian's body.
When that soul fragment enters? When Aotian was in the body, it seemed that a huge amount of information had entered? In Aotian's brain, Aotian had a splitting headache for a while, and that feeling made him? Proud of the comfortable five organs
In the above example, you can pay attention to two points: the first is that passerby A throws out a part about memory, and the carrier used is called a soul fragment
And then? When Aotian received this memory, Huizi felt a huge amount of information rush into his brain, and he had a splitting headache.
These two points are two very important points.
When Xiao Huang suddenly remembered the whole process of the injury more than ten years later, it was as if he had woken up, recalling all the processes at that time, although the feeling did not have a headache, but it made Xiao Huang's head hurt for a while, and then he was still wondering if he was dreaming.
So how do you remember it?
This brings us to the question above: What is a soul fragment?
That's memory
And where are the memories recorded?
That's probably just one of your 100,000 hairs.
More than ten years have passed, and Xiao Huang has also cut her hair countless times, why did she suddenly think of it?
The reason may be complicated, but there must be some reason for the activation of this part of Xiao Huang's memory, and the way of activation is difficult to say: maybe it was just a comb of hair, or something else.
But Xiao Huang remembers that night, lightning and thunder, maybe that's the reason.
In short, the function of hair is now inconclusive in both biological occult and spiritual circles, but it is certain that no physical research method can determine what is mysterious in the physical structure of hair, and perhaps there will be other ways to solve the mystery of hair in the future.
I found a few hairs, and I began to think that maybe it had something to do with them.
Continuing to search, I carefully searched every inch of the wall, Liu Yuwei looked at me with some puzzlement, but seeing that I was so serious and didn't dare to disturb me, I had to continue to look at it on the side.
Soon, I noticed that there seemed to be something different embedded in the cement.
Too lazy to look for tools, I pulled out the Soul Reaver Thorn I had just gotten, carefully dug up the cement, and pulled the thing out.
A white, crystalline object that I quickly recognized by its shape: it was a human tooth!
Hair, teeth, is there a shattered corpse in this wall?
If you look closely at the tooth, it should be a large tooth like a posterior molar, and it should be an adult in terms of size.
Could this be the reason?
First of all, I can tell that this tooth is not a modern thing, the owner of the tooth must have been dead for a long time, and the body has been shattered before inexplicably mixing part of the body bones into the concrete of the house, and then pouring it into Catherine's room just at the time of watering.
The result is the black figure, with only two shoulders and a head, which only means that there is no complete body of him.
I probably understand, it's still up to you to communicate with him. I probably explained why.
How do you communicate? Liu Yuwei said curiously.
You take a few words from your yin book: who you are and what you want, and write them down on a slip of paper.
Liu Yuwei thought about it, and immediately found these words from the Yin book she had learned and wrote them on a note.
I was in that corner and burned the note point.
Then I opened the laptop, pointed the ghost camera at that corner, and began to wait quietly.
It took less than ten minutes, and there was an immediate reaction.
It was still black, and it began to tremble.
It's an incredible scene: to the naked eye, there is nothing in that corner, but in the footage of your camera, something is really shaking!
After some adjustments, three Yin scripts appeared on the wall, I looked at Liu Yuwei, and Liu Yuwei said suspiciously: Five-star tomb!
Five-star grave? It's the mounds outside the windows of the five Catherine's houses?
As if knowing that we recognized, the three words disappeared, and then five more appeared.
There is no decision on the grievances.
What does this mean exactly?
I asked Liu Yuwei to write a note.
What do we need to do?
Then one word appeared: broken!
At this time, the handwriting became lighter and fader.
Worst! I screamed.
And then those words faded away!
What the hell is going on? Liu Yuwei was confused.
Catherine's house will no longer be haunted: the soul has run out of soul power, or rather, he has really disappeared. But we're probably just getting started!