Weird talk author drags the diary

Chapter 190 Doubt.Belief.moonlight.

All people are manifestations of your inner personality.

All copies are stories you have written.

These two words kept circling in Yu Liang's mind, making him frown.

Why is this memo so clear about his situation?

Is this really what he left behind before he lost his memory?
If the real Yu Liang left it for him, what exactly would he want to do?
Want to wake him up completely from his dream?

Yu Liang instinctively disbelieves these things, but all the things mentioned in the memo hit his current reality.

In fact, he had thought about this problem after the rabbit game ended.

If he really only spent 5 minutes in the dream, then when did he meet Xu Cixi?
He can return to reality after completing the task, but what about Xu Cixi?

Xu Cixi needed to come back from Forgotten City, how could he return to Haicheng so easily and quickly, so that Li Huachao was arrested and brought to his home that night?

Five minutes is the time for a dream, but did he dream of the Rabbit God, or the Rabbit God dreamed of him?
In either case, there are places that cannot be explained clearly with logic.

But when he returned home, he simply attributed these ailments to the four-dimensional part, and then stopped thinking about it.

What made Yu Liang even more confused was——

He really can't remember what he wrote in his first book.

I just remember that it was a collection of suspenseful and supernatural short stories, which gathered all his fantasies in high school.

may have written...

zoo?
prison mirror?

Rabbit game?

smiling moon?

Yu Liang tried desperately to recall, but after opening the contents of the book in his memory, he could only see chapters such as "Zoo", "Prison Mirror", and "Rabbit Game".

These are the things he is going through now.

And everyone he sees seems to be a reflection of his personality, a character generated in his mind.

It's just like……

In the afternoon many years ago, he wrote the first word.

First customize a world view, then generate the character settings of the main characters, and finally let all the characters go on the stage to unfold the plot.

create.

Naxu.

universe.

Writer is such a profession.

Everything that happened here was completely in line with his own logic, and even if there was something unreasonable, he would subconsciously ignore it, or forcibly erase it in some peculiar way.

Yu Liang felt his head was a little dizzy. He wanted to find a fatal loophole that could break through this lie, but for some reason he couldn't find it.

On the contrary, the home of the "real Yuliang" in the Prison Mirror copy appeared in front of his eyes.

"Real Yuliang"?
No, that was his real self, a guy who was growing paranoid and crazy in the dark days.

Gloomy and silent, mid-range in grades, extremely out of gregarious.

On the one hand, there is no hope for improvement, and on the other hand, he has amazing talent, but that talent is only known to him in the notebook where he records inspirations.

after that……

The weirdness and strangeness of the first book made him achieve unprecedented success, but at the same time, he lost the crazy and persistent inspiration, and the subsequent books did not recover after a setback, and there was no improvement.

Yu Liang's gaze refocused on the memo on the phone, and black text slowly emerged from a blank document.

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[You who once saw the light can no longer accept yourself who has fallen into the darkness again, and your paranoid desire to create will eventually swallow you up.

So you are crazy.

You have escaped into the universe of ghost stories that you have woven.

Here, you are the protagonist, and the whole world revolves around you.

From the lowest starting point to standing on the top of the whole world, you have to try your best to get all the things you can't get in reality.

But with the character traits you have set for yourself now, there are many things you cannot do.

In fact, your subconscious mind knows everything, and after doing those things, you will be rewarded generously, so you have arranged a "creative" ability for your career as a writer, under the guise of others...

Do what you can't do.

No, as I said, whether it's Li Huachao or Lu Baoshen, these people are all manifestations of your own personality.

It is precisely because of this that all the crazy moves made by Li Huachao or others will benefit you in the end.

Think about it carefully, in fact, many times in the past, in fact, illogical things happened every moment.

So now-

Do you still think I'm lying? 】

Yu Liang closed the phone, he kept thinking, trying to find the loopholes in this rhetoric, but found nothing.

Clicking on the page, he used the brave stamp on himself, but it was of no use.

He was only shaken by the words on the memo, not a negative state.

Or maybe this negative state comes from the root ghost story, which he cannot solve with a simple stamp.

Yu Liang felt that he probably forgot something.

Lost some memories, and filled in some strange memories.

It is not necessarily unfamiliar, it may just be that he has forgotten these special memories in the past.

perhaps……

All this is really just a lunatic's self-styled fantasy?

Those who applaud the new book actually appeared when he wrote the first word?

He rewrote these stories because he was caught up in the halo of the past.

No, the memo is fake.

Absolutely fake.

But why, I really couldn't write it later?

I really can't write it.

Only the ability to produce garbage.

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【"Your words are very aura, but that's all in the past."

"Then this book..."

"I don't know what happened to you and why it's like this now? You write suspense and horror, not youthful pain literature. I need stories with twists and turns, not lyrical... Sorry, it might be possible to say so It would hurt."

"Even if it is published under my original pseudonym...doesn't it have any commercial value?"

"Please respect yourself, Mr. Yu Liang."

"..."]

He couldn't even go back to his original pseudonym, because that would only disappoint his fans even more.

He doesn't like people disappointing him, especially when it comes to things he thinks he's good at.

It's the only thing he's good at.

is fake.

This is fake.

How could he be crazy.

Is it like the plot of those vulgar novels?

When I woke up, I found that the content of hundreds of thousands of words and millions of words was all a dream, or...

A mental patient babbling wildly in the face of a snow-white corner?

Yu Liang was stunned for a moment, and a memory inexplicably appeared in his mind.

A man sat in a white ward, facing the wall and talking to himself constantly.

There is a strange but calm voice in the background.

"The patient's condition is not good. As you know, normal people also have obsessions, but they often don't last. Under special psychological and social factors, such as a great sense of responsibility, excessive demands on oneself, changes in living environment, etc., These external factors can also contribute to the peak of the obsessive-compulsive psychology, which will gradually evolve into delusional disorder."

"He should have had symptoms like this for a long time."

Yu Liang frowned deeply again, he couldn't tell the difference.

The memory in his mind seemed to have been plowed by something, and now his head hurts, and he tried several times to calm down and sort out the memory, but all failed.

Had this memory really been added to his head by something?

Or did he find his lost memory?

These memories that appeared out of thin air were all real, and he really couldn't tell the difference.

No, these things must be false, strange talk.

Even if the grammatical habits of these words are exactly the same as his.

Even if he can't find a point to refute.

Even if...

At this moment, the rationality in his heart told him that this must be the influence of some kind of strange talk.

However, "reason" needs an outlet. If he can't prove that the statement in the memorandum is wrong, he will inevitably have doubts.

Suspect?
Yu Liang remembered seeing the text in the underground parking lot just now.

doubt.

faith.

eat.

"Doubt" is the first step.

This must be the effect of some kind of strange talk.

definitely is!

Yu Liang persuaded himself not to think about this problem anymore, because he felt some kind of crisis.

Those meat minces I met along the way just now...

Something ate them and spit them out.

This means that it is not eating the body, but something spiritual.

For example, "doubt", such as "belief".

It seems that a good explanation has been found for the emergence of this phenomenon, and Yu Liang also feels a little more stable in mind.

It's the handiwork of some weird creature.

A monster that can modify the player's memory at will to find the most vulnerable point in the player's heart.

As long as the "doubt" emotion appears in the player's heart, it will appear to devour the player, and the player at this time will be the best ration.

The things in the memo just now and the revised memory did make him a little unstable, and even now he still can't find a loophole enough to break through those remarks.

To some extent, those remarks already have a perfect logic, and they can tamper with his memory at any time to repair themselves.

His vision gradually returned to clarity, and the moment he came to his senses, he noticed that the small half of his body had been enveloped by the blue-white moonlight at some point.

On the wall of the safe passage, a small symbolic hole was broken, and a beam of moonlight leaked in.

Never seen the moon, just a beam of light.

The body shrouded in moonlight has completely melted.

Starting from the left shoulder, a small piece of flesh slanted downward disappeared, replaced by minced meat dripping on the ground.

His left shoulder, left arm, and left hand turned into minced meat, which slowly piled up on the ground.

Before that, he was walking towards this beam of moonlight.

To die peacefully.

If he hadn't come to his senses in time, he might have turned into a pile of minced meat that he just met.

As if realizing that Yu Liang was a little more awake, the small hole in the wall disappeared immediately, and the moonlight disappeared without a trace.

After being exposed to the moonlight, those who have doubts will gradually become minced.

It's like being swallowed by the moonlight bit by bit, chewed thoroughly, and finally spit out the residue other than "nutrients".

Yu Liang felt his left hand, but he was completely unconscious and felt no pain at all.

But he didn't panic. Losing his left hand is not that troublesome. If he can escape from the dungeon, his left hand will still grow back.

On the contrary, he thanked Moonlight for feeding.

What the moonlight eats should be the "doubt" in his heart. If it hadn't eaten up the "doubt" in his body, he might not be able to get out of that state in time.

Although there was no expression on his face, Yu Liang knew that his back was covered in cold sweat.

This invisible thing is the scariest thing.

Without an entity, he didn't even know what kind of monster he was facing.

character.

stamp.

props.

professional ability.

None of these things were of any use.

As long as he is affected and begins to doubt his own existence, the all-pervasive moonlight will appear and eat him slowly.

Even if it was discovered, it didn't feel annoyed at all, it just left silently, as if it didn't have any emotions similar to human beings.

But how does a thing without emotion find the weakness in his heart and design a set of perfect words to attack his heart?
He even modified his memory at will.

Yu Liang tried to recall his first book, but he still couldn't.

In other words, the shielding of memory continues.

The seeds of doubt, once planted, are very difficult to get out and only take root slowly.

only……

He already knew what it probably did, so he shouldn't doubt himself anymore, right?
Yu Liang turned on the phone again, and the software "Tiantian Jili" sent him a new notification at some point.

Tiantian Jili: "The last reminder has been sent, Xiangu can only help you here, come on!"

He clicked on the memo again, but this time there was nothing new added to it.

So where is the last hint?
Just when he was wondering, a familiar person opened the door of the funeral parlor and got out.

Xu Cixi.

The moment Xu Cixi saw him, his face turned cold, his right hand transformed into a hamster's furry paw, and he looked at Yu Liang warily: "Who are you?"

She came out of the funeral home.

He had guessed before that when he met "Xu Cixi" on the seventh floor, he knew he was coming to the funeral home, so he didn't catch up, but chose to take the elevator instead.

At this time, Xu Cixi also noticed his left arm and a small puddle of minced meat on the ground, so she frowned slightly: "Have you developed 'faith'?"

Yu Liang still didn't speak, because he saw a slogan made of fluorescent materials next to the opened door of the funeral parlor.

be careful.

It's just that part of the material of "Pay attention to safety" has fallen off, the cover head of the word "An" has disappeared, and the "Wang" under the word "Quan" has also disappeared.

So at a glance, the slogan becomes——

Pay attention to women.

This is Xiangu's last tip?
In fact, it doesn't need her to say, he will also have doubts about Xu Cixi who suddenly appeared in this place...

Suspect?
Xiangu's reminder just made him doubt himself, so that he was eroded by the moonlight, so now this reminder should be reversed.

That is to say, you must trust Xu Cixi?

but trust...

Meeting familiar people in unfamiliar surroundings is definitely not a good thing.

doubt.

trust.

A choice needs to be made.

In the dark, Yu Liang seemed to see a moon smiling.

A malicious smile.

(End of this chapter)