"This, this gentleman..."
At the same time, a weak voice sounded from behind Zhan Jingyi.
It's Zhou Zheng.
Affected by the coercion of the dream king's appearance, he, who was already mentally traumatized, turned pale and almost lost all color. He tried his best to let out a weak cry.
As a serious ordinary person, he was forced to see the most terrifying dream king in the world.
During these dozens of seconds, he seemed to have completely lost his breath, and his whole body was filled with an endless sense of fear.
At that moment, his mind was filled with countless weird shouts, whispers, hallucinations, and nightmares.
Moreover, it wasn’t that he had been holding on until now and couldn’t bear to shout for help, but that he had always wanted to shout for help, but it was only at this moment that he finally shouted out...
Alarmed by Zhou Zheng's weak voice, Zhan Jingyi seemed to suddenly wake up, and then slowly turned his head.
Looking at Zhou Zheng, who was covering his ears and squatting on the ground, there was a moment of disgust in his eyes.
Zhan Jingyi stood quietly for two seconds, as if he had no intention of helping him, and seemed to intend to let him die.
Two seconds later, the golden light in his eyes slowly faded away, returning to normal black and white again.
He rubbed his face vigorously, as if to rub away the coldness and aloofness bit by bit.
It was only then that Zhan Jingyi showed a trace of humanity on his face, and quickly came to Zhou Zheng's side and helped him up.
He said worriedly: "It's okay, don't worry, I will help you... After all, Mr. Zhou and I still have a contract."
At this moment, Zhou Zheng, whose mind is filled with countless noisy voices, will probably never know the existence of these two seconds, and will never know that at that moment, he was almost wiped out forever.
"Okay, you recall your villa, and we'll go back." Zhan Jingyi supported Zhou Zheng and said softly.
Zhou Zheng's scalp was numb from the noise here, and his consciousness was even blank. He had no time to think about anything else, so he tried his best to recall the villa at home.
In an instant, the dream world changed, as if the picture was playing backwards.
The layers of walls in the room where the two of them were in, the murmurs disappeared like a tide, and the surrounding scene instantly became unreal, as if the colors were burning and fading piece by piece.
The next moment, all the scenes seemed to be reconstructed. In the blink of an eye, they were back in the villa, and even the scenery outside the window became the same as before.
…
In the eyes of Mr. Zhou, Zhan Jingyi was bold and imprudent in his actions. How could he draw a gun on his own son, and saw that he actually knocked Zhou Zheng unconscious with the handle of the gun.
When he saw Zhan Jingyi closing his eyes and not making any move, Mr. Zhou already regretted a little. Did he invite the wrong person?
Next, something seemed to be wandering in the air in the villa, with chaotic and violent auras rising and falling one after another.
This kind of aura made Mr. Zhou shudder. Although he didn't see anything, he still felt as if there were countless whispers in the shadows of the room, and there seemed to be countless ghosts peering at him from the shadows.
All these changes made Mr. Zhou's hair stand on end. He did not dare to move at will. He could only stay in place, hoping that all this would pass as soon as possible.
At this moment, the living room of the villa was unusually quiet.
There was no sound at all, it was as quiet as if someone had cut off all sounds.
"call……"
After a long time, Zhan Jingyi suddenly let out a breath, moved his body, and slowly turned around.
It was also at this moment that time in the room seemed to suddenly start to flow, and all kinds of messy sounds sounded around.
Zhou Zheng, who was lying on the ground, suddenly opened his eyes, his face was unusually pale, and he looked around confusedly, and then he was sure that he had returned from the dream to reality.
At this time, Mr. Zhou's legs were shaking constantly. If it weren't for the crutches in his hands that were holding him up, he would have collapsed to the ground.
"This...this is..."
Feeling that the terrifying aura just now subsided, Mr. Zhou looked horrified: "How is Zhou Zheng...how is he?"
Zhan Jingyi could feel that the old man's subconscious lines were obvious: "Is he still alive?"
In such a strange situation just now, Mr. Zhou saw that Zhan Jingyi was suppressing his son, and then he suddenly knocked him out, then stepped aside and closed his eyes.
For a moment, the old gentleman couldn't tell what Zhan Jingyi was doing, but he closed his eyes and frowned, and then... suddenly woke up.
"He should be fine..."
Zhan Jingyi looked at Zhou Zheng on the ground and said, "And his mental pollution should have been resolved... he should have fewer nightmares in the future."
"I……"
Upon hearing his words, Mr. Zhou's heart almost jumped out of his mouth, and he immediately showed an ecstatic expression.
"Doctor, doctor, come in quickly..."
In happiness, Mr. Zhou hurriedly shouted and walked forward hastily. He wanted to see Zhou Zheng with his own eyes.
"Hula"......
The door was opened, and the medical staff who had previously pushed the iron box rushed in. Behind them, there was Assistant Zhang who poked his head.
After these people rushed in, they stepped forward one after another. Some people first tested Zhou Zheng's pulse and breathing, and then they felt relieved and hurriedly lifted him onto the sofa.
"It seems like everything is fine..."
Zhan Jingyi just watched quietly, secretly guessing that it was fortunate that Zhou Zheng didn't die in his dream, otherwise he really didn't know how to calculate the debt.
What if his mental pollution has been cured but the person dies, wouldn't the problem become more complicated?
If this happens, what kind of remuneration should I receive?
Are you receiving the 200,000 from private help? Or should I receive the reward from the 502 Institute for cleaning up mental pollution?
Based on this consideration, should we add a clause to the next contract:
Only cleaning up pollution, not caring about life and death?
But thinking about it this way, something seems strange...
…
"Thank you, Mr. Zhan Wang, I really appreciate it..."
When Mr. Zhou was sure that his son was alive and well, and no longer as weird and crazy as before, he was obviously happy. He came to Zhan Jingyi with some excitement and subconsciously extended his hand, as if he wanted to express his gratitude to him. grateful.
However, Mr. Zhou only stretched his hand halfway and wanted to retract it. For some reason, looking at Zhan Jingyi standing here quietly, he felt that there was something about this young man that made him a little awed.
When I saw this young man for the first time, I just thought he was ordinary. He didn't seem to be as magical as what was said outside. He was just an ordinary person.
But looking back now, I can always feel that he has a mysterious and evil aura about him, which makes people a little awe-inspiring.
Zhan Jingyi took the initiative to take his hand, shook it, shook it, and said with a smile: "You're welcome, that's right. In fact, I did my best."
As he spoke, Zhan Jingyi smiled and said, "It was indeed dangerous this time. Fortunately, he didn't die."
After hearing this, Mr. Zhou looked a little embarrassed and complicated. He wanted to say something but didn't dare to say it.
"The matter of his mental contamination should be solved for the time being. Then there is only one last thing left."
After Zhan Jingyi retracted his palm, he looked at Zhou Zheng on the sofa and said softly.
"It's not over yet?" Mr. Zhou was obviously surprised and turned to look at his son. Although Zhou Zheng was still a little dizzy, he felt much better than before.
"right!"
Zhan Jingyi smiled and said, "Don't Mr. Zhou want to know how Mr. Ling became mentally contaminated?"
In fact, in the dream, he had used hypnosis to understand the reason, but he needed to use this opportunity to find the thing. Although he had not been working in the 502 Institute for a long time, Zhan Jingyi knew very well that since such things could affect Zhou Zheng , then it can affect more people...
"In the dream just now, I learned that the reason why he had nightmares was that he was affected by something."
Seeing that Mr. Zhou didn't seem to understand very well, Zhan Jingyi told what he knew. Mr. Zhou understood the meaning of his words and his face became a little solemn.
"You wake him up and get out!"
When he saw that the medical staff had carried his son to the sofa and bandaged the wound, he whispered instructions.
These medical staff were very obedient to his words. They gave Zhou Zheng an injection and then withdrew one after another.
After everyone exited the living room, Mr. Zhou became a little nervous. He sat next to his son, patted his shoulder gently, and shouted in a low voice: "Zhou Zheng, how are you feeling now? Can you hear me?" Dad’s words? Can you speak?”
When he called for the third time, Zhou Zheng's eyes moved, but he was a little confused. It took a long time for his eyes to focus together and saw Mr. Zhou's face.
"Dad..." He had escaped from the nightmare just now, and coupled with the long-term lack of sleep, his body was very weak, but when he regained consciousness, he suddenly became nervous.
He leaned up slightly, as if he was about to sit up, and shouted nervously: "That person just now..."
But just for a moment, he saw Zhan Jingyi standing on one side.
When he was about to speak, he suddenly stopped and shouted: "Dad... let him out first!"
"this……"
Mr. Zhou was obviously hesitant and turned to look at Zhan Jingyi.
But at this time, Zhan Jingyi didn't say anything. He sat directly on the sofa, took out a pack of cigarettes, lit it with a "bang" sound, and blew out a smoke ring.
"You, get out quickly..." Zhou Zheng was obviously anxious, and sweat was pouring from his head.
Mr. Zhou seemed to have noticed something. He glanced at Zhou Zheng quickly, then turned to look at Zhan Jingyi, and said with a smile: "Thanks to Mr. Zhan Wang this time, now that the child has recovered, in order for him to get a better For treatment, I am going to take him to Kyoto overnight to recuperate... I can give him double the reward this time..."
Zhan Jingyi glanced at Zhou Zheng who was leaning on the sofa. Although he had just been cured and should be in a state of extreme mental exhaustion, he was still looking at him nervously.
There was a vague look of fear in his eyes, but also an extremely greedy look.
Shaking his head slightly, Zhan Jingyi said, "It's not the time to collect rewards yet."
Mr. Zhou was slightly startled and said hesitantly: "Mr. Zhan Wang means..."
"As I said just now, the source of the pollution has not been found yet, and your matter has not been solved yet!"
After a pause, Zhan Jingyi said again: "How can I collect money if Master Ling is not completely cured? Everything must be in accordance with the contract. Besides, Master Ling still has many issues that need to be explained to me."
