In fact, I have seen similar scenes in many places, but most of them are because of the relationship between the ghost and the body, or because of the ghost being frightened into a trance, which becomes a real mental illness. Perhaps due to the influence of the environment, the scene in front of me seemed even more eerie to me than the scenes I had seen in many homes.

I saw that the woman went around to the bedside, then turned her head sideways and looked at her husband's face, and then stretched out her hand on the patient's shoulder with a worried face, shook it lightly and said, "Husband, I'm here again, I brought two friends to see you, you look back at them." The man was unmoved, and he did not refuse the woman's hand on his shoulder, still shaking his head as if all this had nothing to do with him.

I waved to the woman, and when she walked up to me, I asked her if he was like this before he was hospitalized. The woman nodded anxiously, but said that it looked about the same, but it was not as serious as it is now, and now this person's temper seems to be milder, but the degree of indifference to the surroundings seems to be aggravated. I nodded, because I knew that it must have been the medicine used in the hospital that was working. I asked the woman again, so it seems to you that your husband's situation is much quieter now than before, right? The woman nodded and said, yes, although he was very indifferent some time ago, he was not the kind of unhappy indifference, he just showed little interest in the surroundings, but people are very sensitive, and when he is a little unsatisfactory, he will be angry, that is to say, it may provoke him is just a trivial matter, but he can be very angry. I asked him again, did he beat you during this time? The woman rolled her eyes a little unhappily and said, yes, it's nothing, it's normal for husband and wife to occasionally fight a dozen. I saw that she was a little unhappy, so I didn't continue to ask, I don't know if she would still think so when she learned that it was not her husband who beat her at that time, but a middle-aged man hundreds of kilometers away.

I asked the woman to stand a little back, and then asked Hu Zongren to go to the door to check the wind, and I first closed the barbed wire window, and then began to explore the house with a compass. The room was originally small, with nothing but a bed and a plastic table, not even a television, and I noticed that the bed was still made of pneumatic board, probably because metal or wood could easily be damaged by the patient and endanger himself or other patients. On top of it is a fan, and judging by the rust marks on the fan blades, it is estimated that it has not been used for a long time. On the left-hand side of the door, there is a very small bathroom, and in the bathroom is a squatting toilet, and the position of the squatting toilet is slightly higher than the ground. There is a cement-poured sink, most of the faucets are buried in the wall, there are no mirrors, and there are no cups for washing. The design of this ward must be based on the prevention of the mentally ill from hurting others, otherwise it would have been so thoroughly protected inside and out.

I deliberately left the man and the bed at the back of my quest, because it was the most dangerous place for me. Strangely, however, if the room is divided into two parts, and the dividing line is the bed, then there is a faint movement scattered in the area from the doorway to the bed, as if someone had walked here a few times, but nothing more. And from the bed to the window at the end of the room, it was clean, and there was no sign of it.

The windows of the room are sliding-style windows, but on the outside of the windows, they are firmly bound with barbed wire. The barbed wire fence is so large that an adult can't even stick a hand out of the gap, but for ghosts, such a guardrail is nothing at all. But because of this, I couldn't find a telepathic response here, which means that the ghost of this place has not been there, or that it has not even thought of running away or leaving.

After basically grasping the trajectory of this ghost's movements, I began to draw a dressing in several key places, naturally on the door of the ward and on the window glass, and I also drew one on the small button on the wall, this is to prevent the ghost from pressing the button to escape, because the next thing we have to do is to force it out of the person's body. When I'm done with everything, I tell Hu Zongren that you can start what you're going to do. So I took care of the wind at the door, but even so, I was very witty and stretched my neck, on the one hand, I wanted to see what was going on, and on the other hand, I was afraid that Hu Zongren would not be able to handle it, and I would have to help him when the time came.

Hu Zongren walked to the bed, his steps were relatively slow, obviously he also had a certain degree of guard against the ghost in front of him. Considering what Dr. Ann had told us earlier, this ghost has no tendency to directly persecute people, except for the presence of this person. Even if he repeatedly found a different host to remind Dr. An to find a hat for him, no one was harmed by this during this period, and from this point of view, Hu Zongren would definitely not use force against it. So I reminded Hu Zongren and asked about the hat.

Hu Zongren nodded, half-squatted on the side of the bed, and looked up at the man slightly, looking like a kitten begging for food, revealing a longing look. He took out a handful of rice grains from his bag, then twisted one with his other hand and threw it gently at the man's body, at first slowly, and also on his clothes, so the man did not show any resistance. Then Hu Zongren began to throw rice between his neck and collar, and then the man began to tremble slightly because he was touched, but other than that, his head kept nodding up and down rhythmically. Hu Zongren turned his gaze to me, then stretched out his index and middle fingers, pointed to his eyes, and then pointed to the wall at the head of the bed opposite the man. That means that even though his head will swing up and down, his eyes will always be locked on the wall.

This is a tacit understanding between me and Hu Zongren, because of the relationship between our professions, although we are not particularly dangerous, but after all, we are dealing with those things in the unknown world, and we have dealt with the cases of ghosts many times, but each time there will be a different reason, so it leads to a different way and order. So whenever we feel that this is not the right time to speak, we tend to communicate with some simple gestures. However, the message that Hu Zongren conveyed to me was different from the version we had heard from Dr. An before. Most of the people on the upper body of the ghost have a dominant characteristic, that is, no matter how the head twists and swings, as long as the eyes are open, they generally look straight ahead, and the eyes do not rotate because of the relationship between the eyes. In the process of turning, the human eye is not like our hands and feet, which can move at a completely controlled and uniform speed, but is more like a chicken head, which moves very quickly, but it locks on to a point when it stops, and it is precisely because of this feature of human glasses that the body behind the ghost cannot be completely manipulated to every organ freely.

And since Hu Zongren reminded me so, what he meant was to say, is there something on that wall, we haven't seen it. When I first checked the house, there was no inspection around the bed, because I didn't have to check to know what was going to happen. So I shook my head at Hu Zongren, which means that I don't know what to say, you continue with yours, and then think of a solution when there will be a problem. So Hu Zongren began to continue to throw rice grains at the man one by one, but the higher and higher the loss, the speed became faster and faster, but even so, the man's reaction was always the same as just now, slight, and did not resist.

I need to explain the reason, in many sects, rice grains are a more commonly used thing, and I have already said that it is for something. Taoism will make rice fu, will put a rice array, rice grains can be used as a medium between ghost hunters and spirits, to touch some things that we dare not easily touch directly under unknown conditions, and the reaction of rice grains and ghosts after contact, and after the rice grains fall around, it will naturally form an irregular rice array, this rice array because it was through Hu Zongren's hand before falling to the ground and then came into contact with the spirit, so the rice grains scattered on the bed at this moment seem to be us gradually building a cell for this ghost. A cage, and it doesn't know it. Maybe you want to ask what will be unaware, this explanation is more complicated, to put it simply, it is a boiled frog truth, Hu Zongren's action of throwing rice grains from weak to strong, from bottom to top, from slow to fast, this is a gradual process, as long as it does not resist when it comes into direct contact with the ghost at the beginning, unless Hu Zongren moves too fast, or the force is too large, then the ghost will not be detected.

So by the time the frog realized that it was boiling water, it was already cooked. The same is true of this ghost, when he realized that Hu Zongren was actually putting it in a cage, it was already in the cage.

After Hu Zongren lost one side for a long time, he lightly went around his back and threw it again. Then there was a circle to the other side, and repeated, so three times, so that the rice grains formed a semi-encircled array, and now if this ghost wants to escape, there are only two situations, one is the brute force is amazing, breaking free from the rice array, this is not impossible, who said that there is a formation must be closed? If this is the logic, then the good guys will definitely win the fight? The second possibility is to come out of the person's body, and then out of the only exit where the meter array is not sealed.

Hu Zongren still didn't alarm the ghost, but silently took out a charm, tiptoed to the position of the wall at the head of the bed, spit a little saliva in the palm of his hand, and then slapped the charm on the wall, that position is probably exactly where the man's eyes are staring at.

In this way, the only exit of the rice array was also sealed, and at the same time, the man seemed to be surprised, sat up straight all of a sudden, looked at Hu Zongren, and after being stunned for a few seconds, he let out a very long, very sharp scream.

"Ah——————!h