Ning Qiushui, who received the monk's gray robe, thanked the lady in black and did not stay in the church.
There is no bus stop at this "old site". If he can't get back to the house before the fog spreads again, he will have to wait in the "church" until the fog disappears next time.
That might be a few hours later, or it might be a few days later.
Ning Qiushui didn't want to waste time, so he returned to the Concubine and rested for the night. Early the next morning, he took the bus back to Shiliu City alone, and then took the bus to Xiangchun Mental Hospital.
Before that, he still said hello to the "washing machine" in advance.
This mental hospital is ostensibly designed to care for the mentally ill, but is actually much more than that.
At least, Ning Qiushui didn't believe that the military people didn't know anything about the "shadows" hidden in the mental hospital.
He hadn't heard of it, which meant that these were secrets that could only be dealt with by some special departments.
But this also made Ning Qiushui feel a little relieved.
Although there are indeed phenomena of strange forces and chaos in the world they live in, it is not that no one is aware of it. There are people who are always paying attention to it.
The first time he was born, the second time he was familiar with it. When he came to this place again, Qi Runzhi, the administrator here, seemed to have seen the god of plague.
"Going to see Zhao Er again?"
She doesn't look very pretty.
As she said, she didn't like that building, nor did she like Zhao Er.
"Well, I'm really sorry to trouble you."
Ning Qiushui shook hands with her, with a polite smile on her face.
Qi Runzhi couldn't say anything. The identity of the man in front of her was a bit special. Her superiors had given her an order to let him go when it was time to let him go. As long as no special secrets were involved, there was no need to avoid him.
Led Ning Qiushui to the building again, she gave the key to Ning Qiushui and explained:
"It's still the same as before. When you use the key, remember to return it to me before you leave. In addition, I will not be responsible for any accidents that happen inside."
Ning Qiushui nodded.
"rest assured."
Qi Runzhi is not at ease at all.
The last time he came in, something terrible happened in the elevator, and he called her specifically to ask for help.
It's more of a threat than a cry for help.
Qi Runzhi knew that her status in the military was not high and she had no background. It was precisely because of this that she was sent to guard this place.
The details are clear enough, so everyone can rest assured.
After saying goodbye to the administrator, Ning Qiushui walked into the elevator and sent a message to Zhao Er.
Not long after, the elevator door opened, and Zhao Er appeared at the elevator door on the sixth floor.
He took Ning Qiushui back to his room and poured Ning Qiushui a glass of cold water.
"You got it so quickly?"
Ning Qiushui nodded.
"Yes, where is that guy Hong You?"
Zhao Er replied:
"You sit in my room for a while, I'll go out and look for you."
Ning Qiushui pointed to the corridor.
"There are surveillance cameras outside. Are you sure you won't cause a riot if you run away?"
Zhao Er casually picked up an apple next to him and threw it.
"There are many 'shadows' in the mental hospital, and there are also some 'unknowns' that you can't quite understand. I have some 'friends' in the hospital who can help. It won't take much time to find someone..."
With that said, he took a bite of the apple and went out.
Within a few minutes, he returned to his room with a "shadow".
"Here, it's her."
Ning Qiushui stared at the blurry black figure in the corner of the room, and said in a suspicious tone:
"you sure?"
"I'm not doubting your professionalism... but what I mean is, they look exactly the same. How do you tell them apart?"
"Will there be other shadows pretending to be Hong You?"
Zhao Er chewed the apple and said seriously:
"I can see things you can't see."
"Not just ghosts."
"To give a simple example - there are only seven colors in the cognition of ordinary people. In your senses, other colors of different shades are gradients based on these seven colors. But in fact, there are many colors in this world. Colors you can’t see.”
As he spoke, he nodded his chin at the "shadow" in the corner.
"Just like her."
"You think she is a blurry black shadow, but in fact, in my eyes, there is no deviation between her appearance and the blood gate."
After hearing Zhao Er's explanation, Ning Qiushui understood.
"really interesting……"
he murmured.
Zhao Er said meaningfully:
"There are many interesting things. This world is more complicated than you think...I don't mean inside the Blood Gate, but the world you and I live in at the moment."
"Okay, give her the token of identity."
"When she gets her identity, she'll go back to her old self."
Ning Qiushui nodded.
He handed the monk's gray robe that the lady in black gave him to the black figure in the corner.
The latter took the gray robe and slowly put it on, and then Hong You's body gradually became clear from blur.
The familiar face appeared in front of Ning Qiushui.
As beautiful as before.
But the skin is paler than before, so pale that there is no trace of blood.
If it were placed at night, coupled with a bottom light coming from under the chin, it would be a terrifying female ghost.
Hong You lowered his head and looked at the monk's robe. He was surprised at first, and then found that the monk's robe became transparent and finally disappeared.
She screamed, hurriedly covered her breasts and lower body, and squatted in the corner of the room in embarrassment.
Zhao Er was already used to this. He took out a set of clean clothes from his small wardrobe and threw them to Hong You.
"Put it on yourself."
With that said, he and Ning Qiushui politely left the room for a few minutes.
"So, is this good?"
Outside the door, Ning Qiushui lit a cigarette for herself.
This is a bad habit learned in the Blood Sect.
"not that simple……"
"Do you really think that the dead need not pay a price to regain their 'identity'?"
The smile on Zhao Er's face was a little scary.
"To put it nicely, she is no different from a normal person now. She has regained a second life."
"If it's not nice to say...from this moment on, Hong You will be the slave of the 'Old Master'."
"The one who gave her 'identity'."
Ning Qiushui's eyes flashed.
"Exchanging freedom for life?"
Zhao Er nodded.
"That's pretty much what it means."
Silence fell in the corridor. Ning Qiushui took two puffs of cigarette and said again:
"By the way, Zhao Er, I want to get to know someone..."
Zhao Er tilted his head.
"who?"
"Jin Cheng is also a patient of Xiangchun Mental Hospital, did you know?"
"Hmm...I know, what happened to her?"
Ning Qiushui explained:
"She escaped from the mental hospital two days ago and went to assassinate one of my companions."
When Zhao Er heard this, he smiled half-heartedly and said:
"I saw this on the news this morning. The fact that you can easily enter this place to see me must have something to do with the military in Pomegranate City. They have interrogated Jin Cheng. You may get more detailed information from them... …”
Ning Qiushui shook his head.
"No."
"The police can't ask anything, and I don't believe that a mentally ill person could escape from Xiangchun Mental Sanatorium by seizing such a tense gap in the shift, and then accurately find my friend so far away and stab her. .”
Zhao Er was silent for a moment.
"Jin Cheng is indeed a mental patient."
"It's impossible for a mental patient to do this. The only possibility I can think of is...she is 'possessed'."
Ning Qiushui was startled when he heard this:
"Possessed?"
"Possessed by something?"
A weird sneer flashed across Zhao Er's face, making people's skin crawl.
"What else do you think it could be..."
PS: Second update. My girlfriend asked me to go watch a movie with her at night. I tried to write another one. If I didn’t post it at 11 o’clock, it would be gone. Baoqian! ! !
