Super Thrilling Live Broadcast Chapter 100: His memories
Chapter 100 His Memories
This person who killed his own child with his own hands actually said openly in front of me that he was a good father and husband.
I sneered coldly: "Tiger poison doesn't eat children, so you deserve to say that you are a competent father?"
"I know you may not believe it, but I couldn't help myself at that time." Song Wenxuan's eyes contained very complicated emotions: "Please let me finish, at least at the last moment of my life, give me a refutation opportunity."
"Tell me, I also want to hear how the devil becomes?"
"Five years ago, I studied for a Ph.D. in psychology abroad. My original dissertation topic was human stress and spiritual self-protection. The main purpose was to test the human body's mental endurance limit, so as to explore the principle of internal self-regulation of the brain. "
"The experiment process is somewhat cruel, but as long as I succeed in the experiment, people will be able to artificially regulate their emotions in the future, and mental illnesses such as depression and mania can be easily solved."
Song Wenxuan's original intention was good, which is also the reason why he immersed himself in experiments to support himself to go on.
"My project went smoothly at the beginning, but as the experiment progressed, I gradually couldn't find suitable volunteers. I had no choice but to use patients introduced through abnormal channels, but at the later stage of the experiment, because of a A very small mistake led to the death of the patient. My research project was suspended, and the company that funded my experiment also withdrew its funds and no longer funded me.”
"There is no way, I had to give up this subject temporarily, choose other directions to get a doctorate first, and then I brought my family back to China."
"At that time, the level of psychology in our country was relatively backward, so I was appointed as the director of a mental hospital at a young age. During my tenure, I never forgot the subject I had given up."
“So I used the resources in my hands to continue the trial that was not completed at the time, and there was no progress for several months, until I met a patient who was different.”
Song Wenxuan showed an unpredictable expression on his face: "I have seen thousands of mentally ill patients during my career, but he is an absolute exception. Until now, I have not been able to judge whether he is a lunatic or not."
"He doesn't like to talk, he is taciturn. He looks about sixty years old. He doesn't know his name, and he has no family members. All the information is just a blank sheet of paper." Song Wenxuan sighed, and his voice finally changed. With a trace of remorse and fear: "The only characteristic on his body is that he wears a Buddha head pendant, no matter what kind of pendant he makes, he will never leave his body."
"Buddha head?"
"Yes, the Buddha's head has two different faces. I have never seen a similar **** and Buddha. Now that I think about it, it may be a symbol of some evil god."
Song Wenxuan's words caused an uproar in my heart: "It's a double-faced Buddha again!"
“At first I suspected that he had Alzheimer’s, but later I realized that things were far from as simple as I thought.”
"The old man has a special aura, no matter how manic and insane the patient is, as long as he is with him, he will become honest."
"I even saw a patient with congenital cerebral palsy whose intelligence could only be maintained at the age of three for the rest of his life. He followed the old man every step of the way, and even learned to serve tea and water!"
"This is unimaginable in my opinion, and it cannot be explained by medicine at all."
"So I took the initiative to contact the old man. It took almost a year before the old man finally spoke. He said that this is not a supernatural power, but a lowering of the head!"
"Down refers to methods such as witchcraft, voodoo, medicine, etc., and the head refers to the subject himself."
Song Wenxuan paused for a moment: "Perhaps you will think that I must be crazy. Returnees who majored in psychology and Western medicine would actually believe in such illusory things?"
"At first I really thought so, but as the old man showed me more means beyond the scope of scientific explanation, I began to doubt myself, and the psychological system I had built over ten years collapsed , I began to secretly study the head lift technique in my office."
"Dropping your head to a high level, you can silently control the minds of others. This kind of control over the minds coincides with my initial research topic. In order to get more guidance on cultivation, I use With the power in hand, I helped the old man change the ward, and met some of his strange requests."
"For example, catch a few live mice and sparrows and put them in his ward every day."
"We live in peace with each other. Using my rich knowledge of psychology and pharmacology, my head-down technique has improved rapidly. Just when I thought I could open a window of psychology for all human beings, the old man suddenly stopped teaching me. Lower your head and put forward new requirements.”
"He asked me to send a few cats or dogs to his room every week."
"The back alleys of the city are full of stray cats and stray dogs. Although I was surprised, in order to obtain the following method, I still satisfied his request. Every night, I drove out alone to catch those stray cats. Dog."
"About a month later, the greedy old man made a new request again. He needed bigger animals, such as pigs and sheep."
"At that time, the income of the mental hospital was not bad. I gritted my teeth and bought live pigs and sheep for him, and told him that this was the last time to help him. I hope he can take care of himself."
Song Wenxuan lowered his head while talking: "But I found out that I was wrong, and it was outrageous."
"Three months later, the old man made his final request to me. This time, what he needs is a living person!"
I felt a chill when I was just listening, so I couldn't help interjecting: "Have you satisfied him?"
Song Wenxuan shook his head: "No, but this is also when the nightmare begins."
"I refused the old man's request. He was not angry, but said meaningfully that I would kneel in front of him, crying and begging him for help."
"When I got home that night, a strange thing happened. First, the sound of children playing marbles was heard above my head, and then the footprints of children's feet could be clearly seen on the floor. When I woke up the next day, I found that the balcony Small children's excrement was left on it."
"In the next few days, things became more and more serious. My children were in a trance all day long, and every day they said that there was an unknown child in the house who wanted to play hide-and-seek with them."
"I knew that I was degraded by the old man, and I invited masters to come and see me everywhere, but at that time I was very sensitive as the director of a mental hospital, and these behaviors seemed weird to outsiders, including my wife Wang Fengyao. Everyone felt that I was under too much pressure and had a mental problem."
"My life became a mess. Later, when I came back from a business trip, I found that my wife woke up every morning and felt that she was violated in a dream. Her body did produce subtle changes. Three children But they often play with a child whose name cannot be named, and they will go wherever it is dangerous.”
"There was even one time when the three children ran under the dry well. If they hadn't been seen by well-meaning people, all three of them would have suffocated to death."
"When I asked them afterwards, their answer was always that there was a kid they didn't know who insisted on playing hide-and-seek with them."
"I can't keep silent anymore, my family will be in danger if this continues."
From the above passage, it can be seen that Song Wenxuan was still very concerned about his family at that time, and was working hard to maintain his family.
"What happened later? Why did you kill your own child with your own hands?" I pressed Song Xiaofeng's shoulders with both hands, but the child couldn't understand Song Wenxuan's explanation. die.
"How could I have the heart to do that kind of thing? I wasn't the one who killed Song Xiaoyao, or I wasn't me at that time." Song Wenxuan breathed a sigh of relief and continued: "After returning from a business trip, I went to the isolation ward to look for the old man , I wanted to have a good talk with him, but I saw a scene that I will never forget in my life."
"It was 3:30 in the afternoon. I dismissed the nurses and entered the isolation ward alone."
"As soon as I opened the door, I smelled a stench of blood. After I regained my composure, I realized that there was a strange pattern drawn with blood on the floor of the room. There is a human head, and there are two corpses side by side under the bed."