As I smashed the corpse's head and gasped for breath, a human hand fell on my shoulder again. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The appearance of that hand completely broke my heart, because judging from all indications, this hand was probably owned by the skeleton in the third jar, which had not been deceived for a long time.

After all, the first two have "exploded", and this last one does not blow up, and it seems that it is also a little ...... I'm sorry brother.

The successive blows and oddities made me angry and frightened, but I really didn't have the strength to wrestle with a corpse anymore.

My body has reached the limit of the desperate effort just now, and I feel a pain in my chest now, even when I am wheezing.

It's really hard to die!

In desperation, I simply smiled, and then said to the guy behind me almost tragically: "If you want to eat you, hurry up, don't grind, Lao Tzu is still waiting for ......"

Before I could finish speaking, I suddenly heard a suspicious voice from something behind me.

Then someone behind me said, "Huh, third brother, what are you talking about? Who wants to eat you?"

The voice...... It's familiar!

Surprised, I turned around, only to find that the guy was not a corpse that had been scammed, but my brother Zhang Asi.

"Ah Si?" I wondered, "When did you come down?"

"I still want to ask you!" Ah Si said to me in surprise: "I watched you hold Sister Meizi's hand as soon as I came, kissing and making trouble, and pinching your neck, what are you daydreaming?"

After Ah Si said this, he pointed to my right hand.

At this time, I was stunned to find that my right hand was holding Xiaomeizi's cold arm, and the person was still standing in front of the black tank, motionless.

At this moment, Meizi was still curled up in the mouth of the tank, her eyes were closed, and her face was frosty white, while in the other two tanks, the corpse of the yellow dog and the corpse of the dead man were still there, and there was no "deception".

Surprised, I patted my head and took a picture of the wall with Ah Si's mobile phone, but I didn't find the blocked round hole and the seeping red water, let alone the so-called stone wall and birdman.

Is everything an illusion again?

Seeing the reality around me, when I turned around, I looked at Numei curled up in the tank again, feeling a little confused.

If all the experiences I have had since I came into contact with Nu Mei Hand have been hallucinations, why is it so real, and why is it that only I have that strange hallucination, and Ah Si is not affected? I can't guess.

Looking at my sluggishness, Zhang Asi walked over, patted my spine, and said knowingly: "Third brother, did you see something unclean again? After going out for a while, let's sum it up! ”

Ah Si's words pulled me back from contemplation to reality, I nodded, and then, with Ah Si's help, I got Nu Mei out of the vat and prepared to leave.

got up and hugged someone, but just as I was about to go out, this Ah Si suddenly stopped me with a puzzled face.

He reached out to the plum jar and fished it out, and at the same time said to me, "Third brother, shall we take this thing?"

As he spoke, from the jar where Meizi had been staying before, Ah Si took out a pine food box.

And the dark red box is the one that Meizi went to Qiao's second brother's house to cook before, and it is also the one that sticks out inexplicable tentacles from inside.

This strange box and the female plum were so close that they couldn't help but catch my attention, so I decided to take it back and study it.

I said to Ah Si: "You make sure that there is a dark box (mechanism) inside, and you can take it up safely." ”

Ah Si nodded, then checked the food box slightly, glanced at the yellow dogs and corpses a few times, and then returned to the ground with me along the same road.

When we reached the ground again, Zhao Haipeng, who was sitting on the root of a tree smoking a cigarette, could hardly recognize everyone.

After withdrawing, we lay Meizi down and examined her vital signs in detail, and finally found that her body temperature was extremely low, her pulse came and went, and she was clearly on the verge of life and death.

Without stopping, I carried the plums out of the grass depression at the mouth of the temple, picked up the car and sent the plums directly to the Municipal People's Hospital......

...... In the hospital, until 8 o'clock in the evening, the lights in the emergency room were still on, and the three of us stood guard outside the door, except to wait or wait.

I sat down, my heart couldn't be calm, I was worried about the safety of Meizi, but I also knew that it would be useless to wait like this.

In my anxiety, I simply went to the hospital information desk and brought a set of pen and paper, and wrote down the memories of today's past.

Strange, almost seamless hallucinations with reality, birdman reliefs, plums that have been turned into "ghost food dolls", "daffodils" tomb niches, paper money, seven-star tombs, and the demon lake that disappears during the day can be seen at night...... When all this messy information comes together...... I still can't think of anything.

After all, these clues are chaotic, some ancient and some modern, and the evil in Meizi's coma is not directly related to these things, and my previous hallucinations do not come from nowhere.

In the dreak, my mind became more and more confused, and finally I simply kneaded the whole paper into a paper ball and threw it out, by the way, to vent the stuffiness in my chest.

The ball of paper that flew in my hand drew an arc in the air, and with my anger, it jumped to Zhao Haipeng's feet before stopping.

At this time, Lao Zhao was holding the food box that Ah Si took out from the ground to study, and when the paper ball touched his feet, he lowered his head and picked up the paper.

Zhang Haipeng stared at what I had scribbled for a while, then suddenly looked up and smiled at me.

He suddenly said, "Third child, don't you think I'm a bit weird?"

"We're all weird!" I said helplessly: "Inexplicably strange and troublesome, the people around me are evil one by one, as if someone deliberately arranged it......"

Zhao Haipeng smiled again, but still said to himself: "I told you, right? I don't believe in gods and ghosts, but I know many ways to treat ghosts and goblins, so you haven't understood my thoughts and reasoning...... I'm a particularly conflicted person?"

Zhao Haipeng's words are completely correct.

And this is really my basic impression of him.

Moreover, the impression itself is a refutation.

This is like saying that a person can run fast without legs, and analogous to Zhao Haipeng, if he doesn't believe in ghosts, he has no basis for treating ghost diseases, and without this foundation, then everything he does seems to be impossible to talk about.

I nodded, "Yes, but why can you 'see' a ghost and not believe it?"

"Hehe! It's very simple...... Zhao Haipeng stretched out his hand, pointed at my brain and said, "Because what you see is not necessarily real, such as the hallucinations you have recently had, which one is not the same as the real one?"

Zhao Haipeng's words made me fall into contemplation and curiosity, and in order to explain the strange theory of "seeing ghosts but not believing in ghosts" in his heart, Lao Zhao had a series of communications with me...... (To be continued.) )