My House of Horrors Chapter 1185: Make a decision

"As long as there is doubt about the world, doom will come?" Chen Ge shook his head gently: "The only scattered memories in my mind tell me that even if I just live, I will be tortured by bad luck and despair."

"It's different." Zuo Han touched the wound on his left eye, it seemed that new flesh was growing, so it was a little itchy: "Your previous memory may come from reality, reality has always been cruel, and what you are experiencing now Everything is more like a dream, a dream that cannot be woken up."

"I haven't had a dream at night since I woke up in the hospital. From this perspective, your guess is somewhat reasonable." Chen Ge poured Zuo Han a glass of water, but Zuo Han He didn't even touch it, he was very cautious.

"Your body has recovered quickly, and your eyes have become gentle. I know that you actually understand a lot of things, but you don't want to admit it now, because you have good things and tasted happiness, so you don't want to Break it with your own hands." Zuo Han is not only smart, but also very insightful, he can see a lot of things from Chen Ge's expressions and tone of voice.

When he heard Zuo Han's words, Chen Ge didn't answer, and he always asked himself, but there was no answer.

"If this is just a dream, doubt will lead to bad luck, tearing up all the good, but in the end, even if you wake up from the dream, don't you want to return to a more cruel reality?"

"The beauty here is false." Zuo Han stood up and looked at Chen Ge very seriously: "In just over a month, what have you experienced? You are not like this in the hospital ward. At that time you made me feel like a demon with a hidden vengeance."

"I didn't experience anything very special, I just lived the simplest life. If I have to say something, it should be that I met Zhang Ya." Chen Ge was sitting in the chair, and the emotions in his eyes were extremely complicated : "She's special to me, and I feel very at ease with her."

"I thought it would go well, but I didn't expect that I might have to run for nothing today." Zuo Han took off his gloves and took out a crumpled note from his pocket: "Dream after all One day you will wake up, and if you change your mind, you can come to this place to find me."

When Chen Ge went to pick up the note, he found that all the fingerprints on Zuo Han's fingers had been ground off.

"I'm a wanted criminal now, this is the last time I take the initiative to come to you." Zuo Han saw Chen Ge accept the note and was about to leave: "This city looks beautiful on the surface, but in fact its glorious skin The bottom is full of pus-filled wounds, and when you don't want to leave, it will slowly swallow you into your stomach."

"I'll think about it."

"Well, I want to tell you one more thing. I once stole a white mobile phone from the hospital. After opening it, it was full of various curse words, as well as a lot of small curse-related characters. Games. At first I thought this was a special case, but after I peeked at the mobile phones of other nurses and doctors in the hospital, I found that everyone in the hospital had a lot of games and small programs related to curses installed on their white mobile phones. If you If you see someone using a white phone in the future, remember not to get too close to him." After Zuo Han finished speaking, he didn't stop and left through the window of the bathroom of the haunted house.

Close the window, Chen Ge's face is gloomy, his back is against the door of the toilet cubicle, his brain is running fast.

"I originally had a lot of memory fragments in my mind. It was a completely different life. The hospital doctor told me that those memories were all delusional, but after seeing the seven glass jars in the dean's office , I can be sure that that experience does exist." Chen Ge is actually very clear that if those memory fragments are real, then the city where he lives now is likely to be fake.

"The hospital only agreed to discharge me after discovering that all the memory fragments in my mind had disappeared, but the crux of the problem was that Dr. Sun reminded me when I was discharged that the treatment had just begun."

"Erasing my past memory is only the first step in treatment. Next, they should start to reshape my memory, so that I will no longer doubt the hospital and the world, and become a puppet living in this city."

"They paralyzed me with false happiness and beauty, gave me everything I longed for, made me reluctant to throw it away, and even made myself a maintainer of the rules."

Chen Ge's eyes were cold: "They had a good idea, but there were too many accidents, the escape of patient Zhang Wenyu, Zuo Han's doubts about the world, Dr. Sun's help, and most importantly, Zhang Ya seems to have also happened. Some kind of change."

He remembered very clearly that when he saw Zhang Ya in the hospital, blood beads formed by converging blood words got into Zhang Ya's body.

"The meaning of Zhang Ya's existence at the beginning should be to make up for my regrets and complete my obsession, but under the influence of those **** words, Zhang Ya began to have some very terrifying dreams every night."

"Those dreams may be the reality. Those dreams have been reminding me and Zhang Ya that there are **** faces under this beautiful bubble."

"This is a beautiful world that made me sink, but my life is not just me." A blurry figure appeared in Chen Ge's mind: "I cut out my heart in the brain maze. The second personality is the patient who is still being tortured in the hospital, the child who was cut apart and put into a glass jar, Dr. Sun with scars on his face, and even Zhang Ya.”

Recalling the day when I went shopping, Chen Ge instinctively made Zhang Ya with both hands when he was making a doll.

Chen Ge, who is proficient in doll making, had already discovered the problem at that time. The doll Zhang Ya he made was dressed in blood and engraved with negative emotions. It was not Zhang Ya with Specter makeup at all, but a horror To the extreme evil spirit.

The Zhang Ya made by instinct is not the same as the people around, or the Zhang Ya in the haunted house is just a part of the real Zhang Ya.

Thinking of this, Chen Ge looked down at the note in the palm of his hand. The front of the note had four words - Ping An Apartment, and the position of Ping An Apartment was probably marked on the back.

"Dr. Sun helped me escape from the hospital, explaining that the way to wake up from a dream is not in the hospital, but in the city."

The writer and Zuo Han left the same message to Chen Ge. After thinking for a moment, he turned around and entered staff restroom, then walked out with a worn-out backpack.

The white cat followed behind Chen Ge, and when he was about to walk out of the haunted house, he was put back into the house by Chen Ge: "I am going to a very dangerous place, you stay here to watch the house. ."

The different-colored eyes looked at Chen Ge with puzzled eyes. The white cat even felt flattered. After a while, it ran out again, as if worried that Chen Ge would not want it.

"I'm not here to play this time. You should take a good look at your house. I'll be back before dawn."

In the end, Chen Ge did not bring the white cat with him. According to the instructions on the note, he took a taxi to a special restaurant near Ping An Apartment.

Xinhai's taxi drivers seem to rarely come to such remote places. When Chen Ge got off the taxi, the other party kept telling him not to come to the suburbs alone at night.

Chen Ge came to the hotel to prevent being followed, and then he was going to walk to the apartment.

But it happened that he hadn't eaten much all day and was hungry, so he went straight into the restaurant.

Ping An Apartment is in the western suburbs of Xinhai. This place is very desolate. Before Chen Ge came, he never thought that there would be a famous restaurant in Xinhai.

The small shop is famous for "braised boiled" and "game". Later, after the city banned the business of game, the shop hurriedly clarified with people that all the meat in his shop was domestically raised, only because of the seasoning. The recipe is unique, so the taste will be incomparably delicious.

The store is not large, there are no private rooms, and there are only five or six low wooden tables in the hall.

"Sorry, we've closed." At the cashier stood a big fat man, wearing a dirty apron with a very visible scar on his face.

"I came here from the city to eat here. If you have anything left here, just get me a copy." Chen Ge smelled the meat in the store and felt even more hungry. Take a seat and flip through the menu.

"There are still some vegetables, but the meat is gone. I sell meat very fast here." The fat chef finished his work and walked to Chen Ge with the menu: "There are still some dumplings in the refrigerator, why don't I Get you some wild boar dumplings?"

"I don't like eating game very much, you can order whatever you want." Chen Ge looked up at the chef, who just happened to be looking down at him.

The two saw each other's faces in an instant, and then something weird happened.

The scar on the fat chef's face began to twist, his body seemed to freeze, and cold sweat continued to trickle down his forehead.

"You know me?" Chen Ge narrowed his eyes.

"I don't know!" The chef replied decisively. After he finished speaking, he walked towards the kitchen as if to escape for his life, but Chen Ge grabbed him by the shoulder.

"Really don't know? Then why are you leaving? What's your name?" Chen Ge saw that he didn't have much flesh on his body, but his hands were very strong, and his five fingers clasped the chef's shoulders like steel claws. : "You are shaking, are you afraid of me?"

"I'm not afraid of you, I just admit I'm wrong. You look so much like a policeman, I thought you were here to check game." The chef didn't dare to look back, his voice was very low.

"You're lying." Chen Ge's arm tightened even more: "Say, what's your name?"

"My name is Chi Longtou, I'm a cook, please let me go." The cook begged.

"Eat the faucet? Braised restaurant?" Chen Ge felt vaguely familiar. He pressed the chef to the wall and reached out to touch the scar on the chef's face.

Judging from the size, the chef is much taller than Chen Ge, but in fact the chef has no idea of ​​resisting.

"The wound on your face has not yet scabbed over, and the wound is not deep. It's like scratching it out bit by bit with something. Is this some kind of punishment?" Chen Ge's finger touched the edge of the wound, and it hurt The chef bared his teeth and grinned: "The periphery of the wound is very irregular, like every time it is about to scab, it has to be scratched again. It must be very painful, right?"

Hearing Chen Ge's words, the chef's legs were all soft, and he knelt on the ground, his face ashen: "Chen Ge, let's just pretend we haven't met, okay? I have never met you, and you have never met. Never entered my restaurant."

"You still know my name?" Chen Singer's strength became stronger. He was sure that it was the first time that he had met Shilongtou, but the other party knew him. An intersection, and that intersection is also a proof of past memory.

The chef couldn't wait to slap his mouth. He had a bitter face and didn't dare to say anything casually.

"You answer me a few questions honestly. If I'm satisfied, I won't bother you anymore, and we'll treat it like we've never met." Compared with the chef, Chen Ge is the one who is more anxious , but he didn't show it.

"You ask, and I will tell you everything I know." The chef got up from the ground as if resigned, and trotted to close the door of the restaurant.

"First question, where did you meet me?" Chen Ge was most curious about this. He was going to ask Zhang Wenyu about his past tonight, but he didn't expect to meet this strange person. chef.

"It's in the Xinhai Braised Distillery, not behind the door..." As the chef said, the world in front of him was covered in blood, and he felt as if his brain had been torn apart.

"Hey!" Chen Ge was also taken aback. He saw the scar on the chef's face torn apart inexplicably, and the chef's face was covered in blood.

Covering his face, the cook rolled on the ground. He endured the pain, but he didn't dare to make too much noise. He could only bite the rag on the table with his teeth.

There is blood everywhere on the ground. Chen Ge looked at the scarlet color that was slowly solidifying, and he didn't feel any disgust or disgust. He seemed to be accustomed to the color of blood.

The sticky and warm feeling on the ground when his fingers touched the ground made Chen Ge feel very familiar. A thought emerged from the back of his mind: "This is real blood."

It took ten minutes for the chef to regain his senses.

He stretched out his **** hand and grabbed Chen Ge's shoes: "I can't say it, I will die."

"Actually, in your current state, I feel that it is better to live than to die, perhaps because you have some concerns." Chen Ge lifted the chef up: "If one day I can end the pain, I will think about it. The way to help you, you don't have to force it, just tell me what you can say."

The cook's body was shaking with pain, and he took a rag and dipped his blood on the ground to write, wiping every word he wrote immediately - this is the place behind the door used to punish the sick.

"A place used to punish patients?"

Fingers shaking, the chef wrote another line - don't run away, if you want to die, you can't die, help me.

He wiped off all the blood on the ground, covered his face and returned to the back kitchen.

Since Chen Ge saw the blood on the ground, he began to have a very bad premonition.

Follow the truth and doom will come, and now it seems to have come.