My heart became even colder.
Wei Youming's demeanor and words.
It makes me even more sure that he is chasing this ray of my soul and forcing me to come in person!
And he was right, the soul can go without food or drink.
Where are people?
Even the experience of that ray of soul tells me that Wei Youming will not enter behind the iron gate on the sixth floor.
But how long can I stay here...
A person can survive for up to three days without eating or drinking.
The leader's expression was equally uncertain, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
The heartbeat is getting faster and faster.
I still have a feeling.
Obviously, this is the first time I really see Wei Youming.
That feeling of familiarity is like meeting a friend.
Time passed little by little.
Wei Youming maintained that movement without moving, and his smile did not change.
My legs and feet became stiff and my neck became sore.
The spirit is too tense.
I feel that Wei Youming's face is deformed, with a strong sense of patchwork. It doesn't look like a human face, but it still looks like a human face.
This is the disadvantage of staring at one thing for too long.
Not only people, even if they keep looking at a word, they will feel that the word is out of place.
At this moment, the leader suddenly grabbed my arm and walked deeper into the aisle.
The sound of his footsteps was light, but the sound of my footsteps was extremely heavy.
The darkness of the corridor enveloped us.
After walking a considerable distance, I instinctively stopped.
I knew in my heart that the leader felt that something was wrong with our situation just now and that we could not stay in front of Wei Youming all the time, so he pulled me away.
And when I stopped at this place, there happened to be a door.
The familiar memory tells me that "I" was hidden here before.
"Come in here." I whispered.
At the same time, I looked back at the iron gate.
Wei Youming was still standing there, the smile on his face was still there, but the distance was far away and the expression on his face was blurred.
The two leaders entered the room.
In this house, the visibility is much stronger.
The moonlight coming through the window had a hint of coldness.
There was only a simple bed in the whole room.
The tungsten lamp in the middle of the ceiling was covered with dirt, but the floor and bed were clean without a trace of dust.
My head soothed a little.
In fact, the moment the soul came back to me, I accepted a lot of memories, but they were all forced to accept. The soul is my own, and so are the memories. It is like instinct.
Now that I am far away from Wei Youming, the pressure is reduced and the tense nerves are relieved, and I really wake up.
"It's a big problem." The leader closed the door with his backhand. At the same time, he also glanced behind him.
I haven't said anything yet.
The leader said with a heavy face: "I suspect that you are the only one who came in here."
Suddenly, I got goosebumps.
"why……"
The words stopped abruptly.
I understand what the leader means.
Wei Youming was waiting for me, so I was the only one entering this place.
I previously thought that everyone went to different places when ghosts hit the wall, but that was not the case at all!
Nine times out of ten, I'm the only one who's in trouble! ?
Wei Youming himself is also in a state of being beaten by ghosts?
I felt even more shuddering.
In this way, the quietness of this building is completely explained!
They haven't come in, so how could they make any noise! ?
"We have to find a way out. I should be with everyone, in a hospital where there are no problems." The leader said almost through gritted teeth.
I took a deep breath, barely able to control myself, keep my mind from collapsing, and stay calm.
"The node should be at the gate. But... as long as you get close to the gate, Wei Youming will appear. Normally, when I hide on the sixth floor, he will leave for a while."
I no longer have the experience of distinguishing myself from that soul. The leader's analytical skills are sufficient, and he must understand what I am talking about.
"Leave, sleep?"
The leader murmured.
At my waist, hanging on the chamber pot, Lao Gong nodded repeatedly.
"But why doesn't he dare to come in here?" The leader analyzed thoughtfully.
"He was imprisoned."
I blurted out a direct answer.
And, I took out the diary and handed it to the leader.
The leader lowered his head and began to read.
Lao Gong's head turned from time to time, not knowing what he was looking at or thinking.
After a few minutes, the leader closed the diary and let out a long breath.
"He's scared."
The words from the leader made my heart freeze even more.
"Who wouldn't be afraid of this kind of cramped environment? Before Wei Youming died, he thought he was normal."
"But in fact, based on all the information, he has already committed murder."
I said nothing.
Because the leader’s analysis was also my previous inference.
If both of them think so, then the thing is most likely correct.
But what's the use?
I knew that Wei Youming had been imprisoned here, and I knew why he was afraid of this place, but there was no way to deal with him.
"On the third floor, Wei Youming's current room should be the place where he committed suicide. If his shelter can be destroyed..." the leader murmured again.
I shook my head directly, rejected his idea, and said: "The dead man's clothes and glasses are all things that are sent to the body. The wooden box we took back afterwards contained Wei Youming's favorite pen. God knows, whether it was sent to someone else." Body belongings.”
"I feel that he has more than one possession. We don't dare to get close to him, let alone go to his room and destroy the things here."
"Destroying some will have some impact on him... But you are right..." The leader's face became darker, he paused, and then said in a hoarse voice: "Thinking about these messy things is completely useless. Or just Can go out."
I nodded and walked towards the window.
From this location, you can see the main entrance of the mental hospital at a glance.
Towering walls, thick iron doors, thorny barbed wire, any normal person.
No, it is difficult for abnormal people to get out.
It's too high for my abilities.
In addition, the protective thorn wire fence was protruding, so I couldn't exert force halfway through the iron door to jump out.
I can only open the lock the same as when I came in.
There is another key issue.
Node...will there be an error...
If I make a mistake, I won't be able to get out at all, and I may end up back somewhere in the hospital, or even the back door where I first appeared!
My pupils shrank again. I glanced down at Old Gong and asked cautiously: "Old Gong, is the way out at the gate?"
Although Lao Gong is almost as flexible as before, many things are still asked and answered, and he rarely says much.
Only when something critical happens, will he speak up.
Lao Gong tilted his head, nodded, and then shook his head.
"You can get out from there, or you can't get out."
I frowned again.
The leader's expression turned ugly and he said in a low voice, "Aren't you talking in vain?"
Lao Gong's expression became thoughtful, as if he was suffering and struggling.
With a bang, Lao Gong collapsed again... and turned into a thick gray mist.
But this time, his speed of condensation became very slow.
This made the leader and I look at each other.
The next second, the leader's eyes tightened, and a trace of light burst out from his eyes.
"Is it perception? The perception of a ghost!? So that's it!" His voice became thicker at the same time!
But I was confused and didn't understand what it meant.
I only know that special people who have passed through the underworld have the ability to perceive, but I didn't know that Lao Gong's ability is also called perception?
During this time, I always thought that it was because he had swallowed a ray of Mr. Yin Yang's soul that he was like this.
"The perception of ghosts has a very special origin. It's amazing, you Yellow Pages ghost, and it shouldn't be the case."
The leader was thoughtful, but his words were not very clear.
"What's the big deal? Leader, you can explain a few more words." I tried not to change my face and asked the leader.
"The lower level can sense ghosts. This is the perception of a person who has passed the Yin life. But after the death of the upper level, this ability to sense disappears."
"Ghost, if you still want to sense the ghost, you must have a trace of yang energy. How can a ghost have yang energy? Then you must have a ray of yang spirit in your life. You Yellow Pages ghost, you must not be an ordinary person during your lifetime!"
"Either a Taoist priest...or a gentleman!"
"But there is still something wrong. If these two types of people die, they cannot be Yellow Pages ghosts...especially Taoist priests. Taoist priests will not be ghosts..."
The leader's words seemed like an answer to me, but also like he was asking himself for analysis.
This made me even more wary.
Although the relationship between me and the leader seems to be close, it is not good for me to let the leader analyze so many details about me!
Subtly, I have regarded Lao Gong as one of my own.
That old Gong's ability is one of my trump cards!
If the trump card is revealed, what else is the trump card called? ?
"Leader, you may have misunderstood. Old Gong is just a poor man. A poor man in a village in the city. Apart from being poor and lustful, he has nothing to do with Mr. Taoist priests."
After I finished speaking, the leader's face became even more confused.
He frowned and said, "In this case, Old Gong should have had that kind of fate, but he didn't become such a person... It's a pity."
Then, the leader's tone became slightly more serious and said: "However, it's not a pity. If I were a Taoist priest, I wouldn't have fallen into your hands. This ghost can be put to good use in the future."
"If Yang Shengui feels it, it is a disguised form of erosion. Wei Youming can feel it secretly. He is resisting. Lao Gong himself is not his opponent, so he will collapse. When Lao Gong recovers, we will help him .”
