dead dog

Ye Chuyang and Jiang Ying followed the Siamese cat and turned two streets, and gradually saw some people, those people were walking or walking like ordinary people in the real world, or guarding shops, or eating in restaurants, but everyone They were all lifeless, with a lifeless gray-white on their faces.Ye Chuyang met eyes with an old man sitting in front of a bookstore by chance, and was surprised to find that the old man had no pupils, his eyes were dark, his eyes were cold and cloudy, his expression was rigid and dull, and his body was filled with a strong breath of the underworld...

Jiang Ying suddenly grabbed Ye Chuyang's shoulder, squeezed Ye Chuyang's shoulder hard, and said in a low voice, "Don't look, they are all dead."

Ye Chuyang lowered his head to avoid the eyes of the people around him, and suddenly had the illusion of walking in hell.

The tumbling clouds in the sky were like a scurrying giant python, the sky was torn apart by lightning scattered vertically and vertically, and little bean-sized sparks fell from the sky like raindrops.The sparks fell on the skin, making Ye Chuyang ache and itchy. Jiang Ying took off his suit jacket and covered himself and Ye Chuyang like a rain shield to isolate the sparks.

Soon, the Siamese cat stopped in front of a tube building. It looked back at the two people following it, and continued walking, leading them into a dark and dilapidated apartment building.They followed it up to the fourth floor. The corridor was dimly lit, and the air wafted the musty smell of the walls.The Siamese cat stopped in front of the door of Room 403 and crouched facing the door.

Ye Chuyang asked in a low voice, "Is that Zhong Ling's house?"

Jiang Ying: "I don't know. I'll go over and have a look. Just stand still."

He gripped the club tightly, and just took two steps forward when the door was pushed open suddenly, and a woman poked her head out and shouted: "Come on! Help! Help my daughter!"

Without hesitation, Jiang Ying rushed in immediately.Ye Chuyang was stunned for a few seconds before running towards 403. Before entering the door, he stood at the door and saw the situation inside, and was stunned again; lying on the floor was a seven or eight-year-old girl, who must be Zhong Ling, kneeling next to her. The woman on the ground should be Zhong Ling's mother. Zhong Ling was wearing a suspender dress, exposing her arms and legs. Her exposed skin was almost covered with blood holes the size of sesame seeds. Her skin was dyed bright red, and she still held a bloody needle cone in her hand.

Zhong Ling's mother rushed to Ye Chuyang like the wind, grabbed Ye Chuyang's arm, and shouted: "Save my daughter! She has done something stupid again!"

She was very thin but extremely powerful, her hands were like two dry and sharp eagle claws, Ye Chuyang's arm was grabbed by her, as if caught into the flesh by the sharp eagle claws.Her eyes also had no pupils, just like two black buttons, without a trace of soul light or life.

Ye Chuyang looked into her eyes, gasped for breath, and froze.

Jiang Ying pulled her away, stood in front of Ye Chuyang, and said, "Don't touch him, I'll take your daughter to the hospital."

A taxi was parked by the side of the highway. Zhong Ling's mother was holding Zhong Ling and sitting in the co-pilot. Jiang Ying and Ye Chuyang sat in the back. The lyrics, just a woman humming, occasionally accompanied by low laughter and talking.

Hearing this song, Ye Chuyang felt chills all over his body, but he still tried to listen to the chanting, and when the woman sang it for the third time, he finally heard the chanting clearly: I know you don’t love me, I know you love me Plan to kill me.

Ye Chuyang was thinking about the meaning of this sentence when Jiang Ying touched his arm suddenly. He turned his head to look at Jiang Ying, and saw Jiang Ying raised his chin forward with a smile, and his eyes were a little playful.Ye Chuyang followed his gaze and looked forward, meeting Zhong Ling's eyes.

Zhong Ling was held in her mother's arms, her neck rested on her mother's arm, her head was hanging back, she turned her face, she was looking at Ye Chuyang with those black button-like eyes, her face was gloomy and cold .

Ye Chuyang noticed that her lips were moving slightly, as if she was following the woman on the speaker and chanting that sentence.

Jiang Ying said again: "Did you see it? There is no driver in front."

There was indeed no driver in the driver's seat, and the taxi was speeding along the highway in driverless mode, while Zhong Ling's mother was still yelling: "Master, hurry up! My daughter is going to die!"

Ye Chuyang turned his head to avoid Zhong Ling's gaze, covered his face and sighed, "Stop talking, I'm scared to death."

Jiang Ying looked down at him and said with a smile, "You created this, why are you still afraid?"

Without realizing it, Ye Chuyang turned to Jiang Ying, seemed to be hiding in Jiang Ying's arms, covered his face and said, "I didn't expect Zhong Ling's spiritual cabin to be so weird."

The taxi stopped in front of a dilapidated hospital with peeling walls. Zhong Ling was carried by her mother into the hospital triage lobby, followed by Ye Chuyang and Jiang Ying. As soon as they entered the lobby, Ye Chuyang could smell the dilapidated smell. The unique smell of damp cement in the building, and the strong and bitter smell of disinfectant in the hospital. This hospital is already very dilapidated. The original stone gray of the walls is exposed inside and out, and there is a gloomy gray mist floating in the air. air.

There was a nurse behind the triage desk. The nurse was flipping through a thread-bound book. There was a desk calendar on the table. Jiang Ying pointed to the desk calendar and said, "Today is July 2000, 7."

Ye Chuyang also saw the desk calendar and said, "Everything we saw was Zhong Ling's experience on July 20th 7 years ago."

Ye Chuyang shifted his body slightly, and there was no one in the triage hall. Zhong Ling, his mother, and the nurse all disappeared without a trace, disappearing like ghosts.The whole building was dead silent, and the wind was blowing. Ye Chuyang couldn't help but hugged his arms and looked around for Zhong Ling. He asked anxiously, "Where are they? Where did they go?"

Jiang Ying: "...Dr. Ye."

When Ye Chuyang heard that Jiang Ying had come to him, he turned around and was stunned for a moment.

The Siamese cat that disappeared in the corridor of Zhong Ling's house was squatting on Jiang Ying's shoulder at this moment, looking at Ye Chuyang faintly with its green eyes gleaming with hatred. The aggressiveness in its eyes was too strong, Ye Chuyang saw Its hair was raised, and the sharp nails on its claws had scratched the fabric of Jiang Ying's suit on his shoulders.

Ye Chuyang wanted to drive the cat away with the club Jiang Ying picked up, but Jiang Ying threw the club by the side of the road.Jiang Ying was still calm, with a little smile on his face, and said, "It told us to go to the fifth floor."

So they went to the fifth floor with the cat. The nurse in the lobby just happened to walk through the corridor with a medical tray. Ye Chuyang hurriedly followed her and walked outside a ward. Zhong Ling and Zhong Ling's parents.

"What do you think of the child? How did Lingling become like this again! What's the use of me marrying you? You're just a hen that can only lay eggs!"

The tall and thin man should be Zhong Ling's father. He was grabbing his wife by the collar behind her neck and throwing her against the wall. She was crying and begging for mercy.

The nurse hung the unconscious Zhong Ling with water mechanically and coldly as if she couldn't see the domestic violence scene over there, and then came out with a medical tray. Ye Chuyang spoke to her boldly: "Hello, How is the girl doing?"

The nurse pointed her buttonhole at Ye Chuyang, and said, "Is Zhong Ling? She has a serious tendency to self-abuse. Last time she came to the hospital, she cut more than a dozen cuts on her leg with a knife, and said that someone forced her to do that." .Oh, this family is crazy."

The nurse left, and the beating continued in the ward. Zhong Ling's father threw his wife to the ground and stomped on her back, arms, and thighs.Ye Chuyang couldn't stand it anymore, and wanted to intervene, but the Siamese cat on Jiang Ying's shoulder suddenly issued a warning; the Siamese cat bared its teeth, and glanced at it with a thin voice.

Ye Chuyang didn't dare to act rashly, he could only watch helplessly as the husband in the room beat his wife.

"Crap! Stupid pig! Donkey! You make me sick! Choke me!"

Zhong Ling's father knocked off Ye Chuyang's shoulder and walked out of the ward, angrily going downstairs.Ye Chuyang rubbed his shoulders, and then looked into the ward. Zhong Ling's mother staggered up and walked to Ye Chuyang with a bruised nose and a swollen face.She burst into tears, but with a smile on her face, she stared at Ye Chuyang with a pair of dark eyes and said, "Am I pitiful? Am I pitiful, right? Are you sympathetic to me? Are you sympathetic to me?" !"

Ye Chuyang couldn't speak, but nodded.

Jiang Ying pulled Ye Chuyang back and said to her, "Yes, you are very pitiful, and we sympathize with you."

She was overjoyed, mad, and ran out the door shouting: "Great! You all sympathize with me, I knew you would sympathize with me! Where is Nurse Chen? You also sympathize with me, right!"

Ye Chuyang leaned against the door frame, covered his forehead, and said dizzily, "What's the matter with this family? Is Zhong Ling's mother also mentally abnormal? But Zhong Ling's medical records did not record that she had a family medical history. "

Jiang Yingdao: "There are many mental patients who have never seen a doctor or a doctor, so they have no history of mental illness." He paused, and then said, "By the way, where is the cat?"

The Siamese cat squatting on Jiang Ying's shoulder disappeared, but Jiang Ying didn't notice it at all, because the cat was completely weightless, like a ghost.

Ye Chuyang frowned: "Isn't it good that it's gone? You're still looking for it. Let's go out first, this place is too infiltrating."

They turned back and were about to go down the stairs when they heard noises from the corridor behind, and a delicate voice called them: "Brother."

Ye Chuyang turned his head and saw Zhong Ling standing in the corridor, completely naked, with blood dripping from the blood holes in her body, the blood trickled down her fingertips and ankles onto the floor, and gathered thin puddles under her feet. Thin pool of blood.

She stood there expressionless, with a thin red blood in her pupilless eyes, and said, "I'm in pain, can you help me?"

Jiang Ying noticed something and grabbed Ye Chuyang's wrist: "Go quickly."

But Ye Chuyang stood still and looked at Zhong Ling.

Zhong Ling turned around stiffly, turned her back to them, brushed her hair from her shoulders to her chest, lowered her head to reveal her slender neck, and said, "My body is very itchy, can you scratch it for me? "

Something in the skin on the back of her neck was tumbling, at first it was very small, and gradually tumbling crazily, until her skin was torn, a cat's claw stretched out, followed by the head, and finally the body, it was That spooky Siamese cat.

The Siamese cat jumped to the ground, its whiskers were stained with blood, and it raised its front paw to lick the blood on the paw.

Zhong Ling sobbed like a kitten, "It's so itchy", then crossed her arms, and stretched her hands behind her in a hugging gesture, her fingers clasped the edge of the split skin, like tearing a piece of her body From the back of her neck to the tailbone like a mask... Immediately afterwards, the first Siamese cat emerged from her torn skin, then the third, the fourth, the fifth... They seemed After receiving some kind of order, one after another screamed like a premonition of an attack, and a pair of green pupils glowing with blood stared at Ye Chuyang and Jiang Ying to death, and rushed towards them like flying!

"Come on!"

Jiang Ying grabbed Ye Chuyang and ran downstairs. Before that, Ye Chuyang couldn't imagine that he could run so fast. He ran out of the hospital and looked back. The cats had chased them out, but the hospital building collapsed. The ruined walls pressed the group of cats tightly, the building became ruins, and flames burst out from the ruins. The collapsed building instantly turned into a huge fireball, and the tumbling clouds and thin lightning in the sky suddenly became more turbulent.

"Woooooooooo help me, help me—"

A naked little girl sat on the fire, she stretched out her hand towards them surrounded by the flames, tears streaming down her face.

Sparks were floating down from the sky, like a drizzle, and the sky was darker than before, like a precursor to nightfall.

Ye Chuyang was still looking at the pile of flames, but was forcibly dragged away by Jiang Ying.

Jiang Ying looked very relaxed, even a little happy, and said with a smile: "It's not that Zhong Ling was really burned to death, don't take it so seriously."

Ye Chuyang said: "But in Zhong Ling's world, perhaps she has been burned to death like this hundreds or thousands of times."

Jiang Ying smiled and said, "So, Dr. Ye, what you have to do now is not to sympathize with her, but to heal her."

Ye Chuyang shook his head, took off his glasses, pinched his brows, and said, "Psychopaths cannot be cured. The field of psychiatry is a difficult problem that has not been overcome since the [-]th century. There has not even been a breakthrough."

Jiang Ying raised the corners of his lips and said slowly: "I think a lunatic who is completely insane and hopelessly insane will be relieved, because such a person will not want to be a normal person, he will have a completely crazy soul. In the end The sad thing is that half-crazy half-normal, their souls are fighting, trying to replace each other and find a way to survive."

Ye Chuyang felt that Jiang Ying was using himself as a metaphor. Jiang Ying was a half-crazy and half-normal person in his own words. This metaphor was too pessimistic. Rather than saying that crazy and normal souls were fighting, it was better to say that they were killing each other.

Maybe Jiang Ying was fighting with himself in his own world.

When Ye Chuyang was speechless and silent, his watch rang, and Facia sent him a location, not far from where they were, just two streets away.

It was getting late, and there were no lights in the city, only snake-shaped flames winding on the ground. The reflections of Facia and Bian Xiaocheng standing on the street were pulled by the flames into thin blurred black shadows, people and shadows There is an unreal sense of division, like people dragging shadows on the ground.

Facia is wearing a western dress, and she is even more weird in the dark and gloomy city background. Standing together with Bian Xiaocheng, who is wearing a formal suit, looks like a vampire and an earl. When Bian Xiaocheng sees Jiang Ying, he diligently greets Jiang Ying "Boss Jiang, are you okay? Oh, why are your clothes torn?" He quickly took off his suit jacket and handed it to Jiang Ying, "Put on mine."

Jiang Ying put his arms around his shoulders and walked back, saying, "Secretary Bian, I appreciate your thoughtfulness, but you don't have to be so caring."

Bian Xiaocheng smiled, put on his clothes, and said, "Boss Jiang, it's getting so late, today I—"

Jiang Ying: "You work overtime."

Bian Xiaocheng: "Hey, okay."

The place that Facia and Bian Xiaocheng found was a hotel. The first floor of the hotel is a banquet hall, which is usually used to hold various banquets. When Zhong Ling got married, the wedding banquet was held in this hotel.There is no light in the hotel building, and there is a dilapidated red lantern hanging from the eaves of the door. There is a banner on it: Congratulations to Mr. Zhang Yan and Ms. Zhong Ling for a happy wedding and a happy marriage for a hundred years.

The two glass doors of the hotel were wide open, and one of the glass was broken, revealing the dark lobby inside, and there was a gust of wind coming out of it, blowing the glass door to whine.

Facia said: "Cousin, this should be the wedding hall that caught fire that year."

Ye Chuyang looked at the dark entrance of the hotel, hearing the whining wind, his legs were almost weak, but he still had to bravely say: "Go in and have a look."

Bian Xiaocheng backed away with a chuckle: "Dr. Ye, Mr. Jiang, I won't go in. I'm here to guard you."

Jiang Ying squeezed Bian Xiaocheng's shoulder, raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Scared."

Bian Xiaocheng waved his hands again and again: "No, no, I'm not afraid, I'm just... yes Mr. Jiang, I'm afraid, Facia and I went in to see it just now, it's so weird inside, it's like a group of ghosts having a party .”

Jiang Ying: "Oh? Then I want to see how ghosts dance."

He hugged Bian Xiaocheng and walked to the hotel, Bian Xiaocheng struggled: "They are not dancing, Mr. Jiang, they are dancing ballroom dancing!"

Jiang Ying: "Really? I remember that you are very good at dancing tango. I will find you a dance partner later."

Bian Xiaocheng: "Ah, Mr. Jiang, you remember wrongly. I have no coordination with my hands and feet. I don't have any balance at all."

Jiang Ying: "Three times the overtime pay, plus five days of annual leave."

Bian Xiaocheng: "Mr. Jiang, be careful where you step, there are a lot of glass shards on the ground. Do you want to watch me dance tango or kick?"