Chapter 212: Suicide
Luan Xi looked at me disapprovingly: "Zhao Rui, you don't know the hearts of good people, as soon as I saw you and the dry ruler, I quickly asked Ren Ke to stop the car and take you with me." Now let you do a small favor, you don't want to, it's really wrong for you to do this! ”
I put my fingers in my ears, plucked them, and said indifferently, "Why don't you say that I saved your life just now?" If it weren't for me, you would have been dragged into the sand by your hands by now. ”
I looked at Luan Xi meaningfully: "I am a life-saving grace to you, you don't repay me, but justifiably let me help, is this reasonable?" ”
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Luan Xi was speechless by what I said, Ren Ke blocked Luan Xi behind him, looked at me vigilantly and said: "In the desert, it is appropriate to help each other.
Zhao Rui, since you don't want to forget it, why bother talking like this to ridicule Xixi? Hei Xi is a girl after all......"
Okay! When he was aggressive just now, he asked me and Gan Qi to take over the plate of bones, not to mention helping each other, but now I can't talk about it, but we began to help each other.
No wonder Ren Ke likes Luan Xi, these two are a pair of bloodsampires, and they both want to suck blood on other people's bodies.
Previously, due to Ge Wange's strength and noise, Luan Xi has always been weak and pitiful in my heart, and it is only now that I really see clearly, what is really weak and really pitiful, in the final analysis, it is just to use the so-called weak and pitiful to help them grab their own interests.
As soon as they find that it is not profitable, they will point the finger at others, as if someone else has bullied them.
Originally, I thought about going on the road with Ren Ke, and I could have a few more chances of winning when facing Wang Liqing, but now it seems that I can't tell if it is a chance or a burden.
It's better for me and the ruler to leave on our own.
Ren Ke seemed to see that I wanted to leave, his tone softened suddenly, and said with a smile: "Zhao Rui, dry ruler, you are masters, you are capable people, don't worry about me." I was also concerned about it, and for a while, my mind didn't turn around.
The phalanx has been following me for so long, and nothing has happened, so let it follow me for the time being......"
Gan Qi said jokingly: "Ren Ke, since nothing happened, why did you commit suicide?" ”
I quickly understood the meaning of the dry ruler, and immediately spoke: "It stands to reason that you escaped death, you shouldn't cherish life more and live well, right?" Why would you want to kill yourself and come to the desert? ”
Luan Xi blinked, poked his head out, and looked at Ren Ke in confusion.
Ren Ke gritted his teeth, and his eyes flashed with horror: "After I returned home from that small mountain village, I began to have nightmares all night long.
I can't tell exactly what I dreamed about, I just remember the horror and horror that made me numb.
It was a tremor that came from the soul.
Black, weird symbols began to appear on the walls of my house.
I installed a camera in my house, only to find out that the person who drew the symbol was actually myself!
I myself walked out of my bedroom in the middle of the night like a geist and kowtowed to the West.
No more, no less, thirteen kowtows, and then I raised my black hands and drew symbols on the wall.
When I drew the symbols, my expression was so fierce that it was hard to describe in words, and I was even frightened by my own expressions.
However, when I woke up in the morning, my hands were clean and there was no ash at all.
I don't even know why there is inexplicable black ash in my palms.
I was so scared, I went to the Celestial Master Association to find a Celestial Master to help me take a look.
But the Celestial Master told me that there was nothing he could do, and he returned the deposit I gave him, and he ran away.
I found another monk, and the monk was trembling with fear.
I had nightmares all day long, and now it was dark and my mental state was getting worse and worse.
I didn't tell my parents what happened to me, I was afraid they would worry.
However, it was because of my concealment that my mother almost fainted when she came to see me.
My mother took a special plane and arrived at my house in the middle of the night, intending to surprise me, but as soon as she opened the door, she saw me kowtowing to the West.
She came up to help me, and I suddenly grabbed her by the neck and almost strangled her to death.
If she hadn't hit me on the head with an ashtray, I might have strangled my own mother to death with my own hands.
During the day, when I woke up, I was in agony.
I knew I couldn't stay here anymore, that I was only going to make everything worse and worse, even to my parents.
I told my mother about the cause and effect, and she looked at me suspiciously and burst into tears.
She thought something was wrong with my brain and she wanted to take me to a mental hospital.
I refused, only saying that I wanted to go out for a trip.
However, I didn't expect that my mother actually found someone from a mental hospital and forcibly took me away.
I spent almost half a year in a psychiatric hospital.
In the course of half a year, I met three other people.
They all have their own hardships, they were all forced to come in by their relatives, and they are all normal people.
I was imprisoned, whipped, and even electrocuted in a psychiatric hospital.
However, I still have nightmares, and my room is still densely packed with strange symbols.
Not only did I not get better, but I made my neighbor who lived next door like me.
They began to have nightmares, draw symbols, and bow down to the West.
The phenomenon continued to spread, and even one doctor was infected.
It was as if I had some kind of contagious virus in me, which made the asylum more and more weird.
One day, the infected doctor came to me and told me that the dean knew about what had happened recently and was actually planning to electrocute me and then disguise myself as suicide.
They have done this many times before, and disobedient, irascible mental patients will eventually commit suicide.
The three friends I made in the psychiatric hospital heard about it and decided to strike first.
They thought if I died, it would be them next.
So we colluded with the doctors, set a fire in the mental hospital, and escaped in the chaos.
However, the doctor who helped us escape suddenly died.
Only a few of us normal people who were considered mentally ill escaped.
We hugged our heads and cried, thinking that new, beautiful days were just around the corner.
However, we are horrified to find that something unseen seems to be chasing us.
We escaped the hunt, but we found out through the news that our families were dying all the time.
Every time we escape death, a family member of one of us loses its life......"