If you look closely at the painting I brought back, it is indeed as Jiang Xinyu said, a monster composed of broken limbs, running wantonly in the field, it is obvious that Xu Wanjun's mentality is extremely distorted when painting this painting.

"What is here?" Yun Duruo asked, pointing to some vague marks in the lower right corner of the painting.

This place is generally used to sign paintings, the first time I saw this painting, I also noticed it, but I didn't care about it at the time, Nangong Yi found a magnifying glass to carefully identify, it turned out to be some numbers, but the age is too old and some vague and illegible, with our efforts, these numbers were finally transcribed.

1421231。

It's numbers again! Why did Xu Wanjun leave a string of numbers in the place of signature, my first reaction was the student number, but the prince compared the student number in the student registration file, but found that there was nothing that could match, this string of numbers is different from what we found before, it should not be the student number.

Xu Wanjun kept saying two words to the painting. I frowned and walked back and forth a few steps. "Once again, she mentioned Hades!"

"Judging from the content of this painting, it should reflect Xu Wanjun's inner distortion at that time, for her, death is the most beautiful, will the so-called underworld actually refer to death in her heart." Han Yu pointed to the painting on the table and said.

"It's not the first time we've come into contact with the saying about the underworld, assuming that all this is a rumor, Chen Zhitai was not controlled by Xu Wanjun's thinking, but why did he tell Wang Chengrong that he saw her again after He Xiaoyu's death, of course, it cannot be ruled out that he was in a trance caused by long-term alcoholism, and maybe he saw a hallucination." I shook my head and said thoughtfully. "But Chen Zhitai did everything possible to spend his life trying to return to the basement ward, what made him so convinced that the rumor was true."

"People are dying and their words are good, Chen Zhitai held me and Rong Yan hostage at that time, and we have confirmed that he did not think about killing us, so there is no need to lie to us about what he said before he died." Yun Duruo also nodded in agreement with my thoughts. "Chen Zhitai personally said before he died that the nineteenth step really exists."

And that's not even counting the experience he described to us last night before he set the fire, his description depicts the four-eyed ghost king who guards the entrance to the underworld, and from the time we start investigating the murder in dormitory 403 of Hop Tak Medical College, seemingly unrelated things will eventually be implicated in the rumors of Building 19.

"But Jiang Xinyu said that these rumors were all made up by Xu Wanjun." Han Yu said with some confusion.

"Even if Xu Wanjun made it up and imagined it out of thin air, what was the root cause of her fictional underworld?" I rubbed my forehead and thought for a long time, and then looked at Nangong Yi. "Almost all of these patients in the basement ward have mentioned about the underworld, and I want to know more about the initial condition and mental state of these patients.

Nangong Yi nodded, the patients in the basement ward were all murderers of many murders, and the initial psychiatric evaluation files of these people were sealed together with the case, and it was impossible for ordinary people to access them.

Before these patients were transferred to the Hede Psychiatric Hospital, a copy of the original medical records was originally copied and handed over to the Hede Medical College, but unfortunately it was burned in the fire caused by the patient riot 30 years ago, and the only original was sealed in the case file, because these files are top secret, and it is very cumbersome to check the procedures Nangong Yi said to extract them as soon as possible.

"What do these numbers that Xu Wanjun left on the painting mean?" Yun Duruo muttered to himself in confusion.

I have read Xu Wanjun's medical records, she is a very possessive woman, almost paranoid, never able to distinguish between reality and illusion, a lot of part is because she is not satisfied with everything in reality, so she will fictionalize another world that belongs to her under her own subjectivity, and in this world she is the only god who can dominate everything.

A subconscious god who is high up, why doesn't her own painting leave her own name, but a string of numbers, maybe this number contains other meanings, I can't figure out Xu Wanjun according to ordinary people's thinking, no one knows whether the numbers left by a madman have any meaning.

"One more thing, Helianyi's parents came to see me, the longer Helianyi is here, the more abnormal he becomes, it was normal at first, but recently his behavior has become a little weird." Nangong Yi looked at me and said worriedly.

"Did she start drawing those patterns in the room again?" I asked worriedly.

"Not really, but I'm worried about what she's doing right now." Nangong Yi shook his head silently and said. "You better go and see for yourself, I think you can assess Helian Yi's psychological situation by the way."

Looking at Nangong Yi's expression, she didn't know how to describe Helianyi's situation to me, I went to Helianyi's room with the others with some doubts, and after entering, I looked around the room and found that it was very tidy, at least much better than I imagined.

Helian Yi sat on the ground with her back to us alone, her surroundings were full of plush and sponges, as well as torn strips of cloth, a plush puppy with a hollowed out body was lying shriveled on the side, the last time she came to see Helian Yi, she still loved this plush puppy in her arms, and now one of the plush puppy's legs has disappeared.

When I walked up to Helian Yi, I heard her humming singing, relaxed and pleasant, and it made Helian Yi feel very good, but I didn't know what she was busy with, so much so that she didn't notice when we came in.

I looked behind her, and then I was stunned in place, there were torn plush toys all over the ground, these were all given to her by Yun Duruo, Helian Yi was full of joy at the beginning, Nangong Yi saw that these toys could soothe Helian Yi's mood very much, so they brought her a lot.

But now that these plush toys are all torn and shattered, and the sponges filled in them have been taken out by Helian Yi and thrown all over the ground, I now begin to understand what Nangong Yi said about worrying, none of these toys are intact, either the head is missing or the limbs are mutilated.

When Helian Yi first came here, I did a psychological evaluation of her, she subconsciously saw butterflies flying all over the sky after breaking out of cocoons, and butterflies represent death, Helian Yi damaged these toys so badly, she can still hum so happily, there is no need to evaluate her current psychological state is obviously abnormal.

Damaging these toys in her heart actually means that she kills these toys, killing is so contemptuous and indifferent in her heart, what has Helian Yi experienced to make her so contemptuous of death.

"This kind of behavior has been going on for a long time, and at the beginning, the police reported to me, I thought that Helian Yi was not used to the environment here, and his mood was a little manic and uncomfortable, so he turned his attention to the toy." Nangong Yi said worriedly next to me. "But I gradually found out that Helian Yi didn't make these moves because she didn't fit in, she seemed to know very well what she was doing, and she ......"

Nangong Yi didn't finish speaking, but raised his hand and pointed to a strange-shaped thing next to Helianyi for me to see, I walked over and picked it up from the ground, this is a thing that has been re-stitched together I don't know what to call it, I saw the plush puppy that Yun Duruo gave to Helianyi, one of the legs was sewn on it, I subconsciously looked at the damaged toys on the ground, and then I understood what Helianyi was doing.

She tore all the toys that had been good at the end into pieces, and then re-stitched the limbs and heads back together in a haphazard manner, and then filled them with sponges, and they became monsters like a combination of the fragments of various animal corpses, and those once cute toys were now the things I held in my hands, so twisted and terrifying.

"Why do you want to sew such a good toy like this?" I squatted in front of Helian Yi with the stuffed monster and asked sternly.

"That's perfect." Helian Yi smiled innocently at me, and then happily tore off the head of the plush white rabbit in his hand.

I watched He Lianyi's movements and expressions dumbfounded, it was not contrived but her truest thoughts, death is the most beautiful in her heart, which instantly reminded me of Xu Wanjun, the woman who also admired death.

Helian Yi continued to stitch up the broken toy fragments in his hand, and it didn't take long for another perfect monster in Helian Yi's eyes to appear, and she rose from death, but what I didn't expect was that what she brought back was also death!

When I got up, something fell out of me, it was Xu Wanjun's painting, I just wanted to pick it up, and suddenly found that He Lianyi's eyes were focused on it, she stopped the movement in her hand, and her expression slowly became a little manic and restless.

I saw her hesitate for a moment and then stretched out her hand to the painting, and Yun Duruo wanted to stop it but I waved my hand lightly, because I saw Xu Wanjun's gaze standing in front of this painting in Helian Yi's eyes, and I wondered why they all looked at this painting with such eyes.

"No...... Not so! Helian Yi took the painting in his hand and looked at it over and over again for a long time, shaking his head very impatiently, and said anxiously in his mouth. It's wrong, it's wrong, it's not perfect......"

"What's perfect?" I frowned, and found that Helian Yi's mental state when looking at this painting was completely different from ours, normal people may find it difficult to understand the thinking of a madman, but now I can hardly think that Helian Yi in front of me is normal, and the one who understands what a madman is thinking most should be another madman.

The more Helian Yi looked at the painting, the more emotional she became, she ignored my question, and suddenly started to tear the painting, I hesitated for a moment and wanted to stop her move, but luckily I wanted to see what Helian Yi wanted to do, and the outstretched hand slowly retracted.

Helian Yi quickly tore a complete painting into pieces, and then put it in front of her and stared at it without saying a word for a long time, I gently waved my hand to the others and motioned not to make a sound to disturb Helian Yi, and sure enough, it didn't take long for Helian Yi to start putting the pieces back together like stitching together those stuffed animals.

She seemed to have her own understanding and perspective, we stood behind her and watched her moves, the shredded drawing paper was gradually pieced together into another pattern in her hands, and when the last piece of paper was placed in the middle of the drawing paper by Helian Yi, we were all stunned and speechless.

Jiang Xinyu told us that Xu Wanjun painted a monster composed of various fragmented bodies, and she never understood the meaning of the painting, in fact, if He Lianyi hadn't pieced it together for us again, we must have been like Jiang Xinyu, and we would never have been able to understand the true appearance of this painting.

That's not a monster running in the fields.

That's a Nuwa who mends the sky!

Xu Wanjun just disassembles Nuwa into pieces of different sizes, and Helianyi reassembles them together like a plush toy.

"That's where I came from." Helian Yi pointed to the painting, turned her head and smiled happily at us.

We were speechless in shock again, Xu Wanjun looked at this painting and kept reading the word underworld, could it be that Nuwa is the underworld!

I suddenly remembered what Chen Zhitai said before he died.

All the secrets are in the Nuwa statue!