Chapter 2611

Style: Girl Author: YunfengWords: 1077Update Time: 24/01/11 08:54:01
Soon, in just an instant, I found myself sitting on a bench at a train station, surrounded by many people, both men and women, some whispering and some trotting.

Suddenly, two strangers appeared next to me, a man and a woman, both dressed in white.

The man smiled at me and said, "Brother, where are you going? Maybe we are going the same way."

I knew this was not reality, so I ignored him.

Seeing that I didn't want to talk, the man sat cross-legged on the ground and took out a deck of playing cards. He called the woman, and then called a passerby to sit in front of me and start fighting with the landlord.

Two men and one woman, instead of betting money, bet on ham sausage. Whoever loses will give the other person a ham sausage. The appearance of the ham sausage is very bright.

In the end, the woman won no matter how she played the cards, but she ate all the ham sausages she won, causing the plastic skin of the ham sausages to be thrown all over the ground.

Suddenly, the man shouted loudly: "You're kidding me! Why do you always win! No! You're not a human! You're a ghost!"

"Run brother!"

While I was still sitting, he suddenly dragged me and ran as fast as I could. As he ran, he told me: "Brother, lower your head! Don't look up! This way the ghost can't find us two!"

I lowered my head and ran as fast as I could! Since I didn't dare to look up, I could only see the lower bodies of the pedestrians around me. They were all wearing white pants.

I nervously asked what the ghost looked like?

The other party's voice said loudly: "The ghost who wants to harm us is wearing red pants! Whoever wears red pants is the ghost!"

I was stunned and quickly said, "Aren't you just wearing red pants?"

After saying that, I suddenly looked up! I saw that the person dragging me away turned out to be the old bachelor who was killed by Xiaoxuan!

His face was as white as paper, and he looked at me expressionlessly. Suddenly, the next second, he opened his mouth wide, and black water like ink kept flowing out of his mouth.

I was instantly frightened! Keep retreating.

As a result, the surrounding scene changed from the train station to Weiping Mountain, to the place where we robbed the tomb that night, surrounded by fruit trees.

The old bachelor stood under the tree, his face constantly distorting and deforming, from blurry to blurry, becoming increasingly clear. Finally, he turned into a middle-aged man with rough skin, protruding cheekbones, and cold eyes.

I opened my eyes suddenly and woke up!

At this moment, I am still sitting on the chair in Xia Shuishui's house.

I was sweating profusely and felt like I was having a weird nightmare.

A napkin was handed to me. When I saw it was a psychiatrist, I took it and kept wiping my sweat.

He said: "It seems that you saw the picture you wanted to see."

I threw the paper and asked him, "Do you know what I saw?"

He smiled and said: "That's your own subconscious. I'm not you, how would I know? My role is only to guide."

I frowned and said, "I don't understand. Is that person just a figment of my imagination? Or have I really seen him?"

He pushed up his glasses and answered: "In a certain state of tension, the human brain will automatically ignore many details, but your eyes will see it. The human eye is like a camera. The picture at that moment will automatically be hidden in your subconscious mind. In fact, these scenes all happened in real life.”

"It's just like there are people in this world who read books. They can memorize the entire content by flipping through it quickly. This kind of people have mastered the ability of subconscious memory recall."

He came over and put his hand on my shoulder and said with a smile: "So, brother, Shuishui really has a mental illness. Stop questioning my professionalism."