Seven Evil Slips Chapter 100:

At the hospital that day, the nurse informed Uncle Zhang that Kiyo had woken up. He was surprised and happy, and stumbled towards the inside.

He saw Kiyo sitting up, throwing the quilt aside, lowering his head, tearing off the infusion needle on the back of his hand.

Sometimes people do have a sixth sense. Uncle Zhang already feels something is wrong just from her body movements, even before seeing the expression on her face.

Called her tentatively: "Little boss lady?"

She raised her head, her eyes were very bright, but her eyes quickly returned to Huacai inch by inch, her face was flat and tired, and she said, "Uncle Zhang."

There was even a hint of impatience in his tone.

Uncle Zhang has only seen this face, this expression, and this tone once, and it was from the recorded video, but he will never forget it.

***

Luo Ren asked: "What opportunity?"

What opportunity led to the return of the main character, or in other words, the re-management?

He Ruihua murmured for a moment and said, "Probably a kind of balance has been broken."

Because of Luo Ren's anger just now, when he speaks now, he is unconsciously short of breath.

He made up his mind, and it was impossible to change the course temporarily. He still had the pride and persistence of his own expert, so he continued to talk.

"We imagine that if the life we ​​are facing is the life of ordinary people, then this Kiyo is enough to deal with it."

"She is beautiful and has a gentle personality. She likes her family and her boyfriend in the future. She has a good marriage and lives an ordinary and satisfying life."

He pointed to the circle with "Kiyo" written on the whiteboard: "This personality is enough to handle, more than enough."

Luo Ren hummed.

He has a good habit, no matter how disgusted he is to the person in front of him, he can still calmly listen to what makes sense.

He Ruihua said in a daze: "It is conceivable that if life has been like this, maybe in this life, No. 2 and the main personality will never appear again."

These words have a deep aftertaste, and Luo Ren has a strange thought: Maybe the world itself is a big hospital, and people can be divided into two types, those who have been ill in this life, and those who have not.

What is normal? Who dares to say that he is normal? The word did not exist at the time of the beginning of the world, and it was only created by people who created characters, and those who spelled words spelled it out, gave definitions and usages, and used it all the way.

He Ruihua pointed to Huo Zihong and Uncle Zhang: "According to them, they have never seen No. 2 appear before."

This is also reasonable, the lives around Huo Zihong and Uncle Zhang are ordinary and peaceful, there is really no need for No. 2 to appear.

He Ruihua immediately changed the topic: "But Mr. Zhang mentioned that Mudai has been going out frequently recently, and it seems that he has experienced some things-and it is said that when the things happened, you were always by his side. Mr. Luo, please Tell the truth, have you ever seen No. 2 or something similar to No. 2?"

Luo Ren sighed softly in his heart.

"Yes."

"Once or many times?"

"Count it many times."

He Ruihua breathed a sigh of relief, with a faint complacency of "I knew it was like this" on his face.

"You see," he said, "the balance that has been dominated by a single personality for nearly eight years has been broken. Sometimes we say that split personalities do not know each other's existence. This is not accurate, because people are not isolated. , she is social, she can reason, analyze, doubt, and immediately after that, the struggle for the right to survival will definitely break out.”

"It's like..." He pondered for a while, "One morning, you wake up and find the exact same you lying on your pillow, occupying your family, lover, social relationship, name, wealth, what would you choose? ? Coexist peacefully with him? No, we have conducted a questionnaire, and 90% of people will choose any means to eliminate dissidents and return their lives to how they were before."

There is a desire for monopoly in human nature, this is true for lovers, and even more so for oneself, but most of the time, there will be no one who competes with oneself for favor.

Luo Ren asked: "And then?"

"The situation continues to deteriorate, which may lead to chaos and collapse. Either it is crazy, or... self-help is activated again, and the personality who really controls the power comes out to take charge of the overall situation."

He Ruihua thought about it carefully again: "But this kind of deterioration needs a process, so I think her rapid return of the main character this time may have something to do with her car accident."

Although there is a view that ** is ** and consciousness is consciousness, they tend to treat the two separately, but there are indications that there is still a mysterious connection between the two, just like stronger ** sometimes leads to stronger A powerful soul, but sometimes the physical pain and ravages will instantly wear down the will.

Received too much information, Luo Ren felt a little headache.

He asked: "When can I see Kiyo?"

He Ruihua didn't say a word. It's not for him to make a decision on this matter. It should be up to the opinions of his family members.

Huo Zihong spoke at the right time.

"Luo Ren, we took Kiyo away without knowing we would meet you. On the one hand, Uncle Zhang told me that the time you have been together is still short, and in my heart, you are not considered one of my own."

Luo Ren smiled: "It's understandable."

"On the other hand..." Huo Zihong smiled wryly, "We are also learning how to get along with this Kiyo..."

Luo Ren shuddered unconsciously.

"Is she different?"

Huo Zihong didn't know how to answer: "Very... different."

At least, she has never been in contact with such a Kiyo. Like Uncle Zhang, the only time she saw it was on the recorded video.

Luo Ren asked a question.

"Did she mention me these days?"

Huo Zihong looked at Luo Ren, she was a little hesitant, looking almost apologetic at Luo Ren.

Luo Ren said: "Understood."

***

Before letting Luo Ren meet Muyo, He Ruihua vaccinated him.

Just two words over and over again: complicated.

On the surface, Kiyo's case is the simplest, with only the video and some fragmented past information, but things in the world are so evil, sometimes the simplest, but the most complicated.

How should I put it, He Ruihua believes that for Kiyo now, the incident that happened eight years ago is as fresh as it happened yesterday, but what is different from before is that she is 23 years old and experience face again.

Luo Ren said: "Then I hope she can be stronger."

That said, I was still a little worried: "Is there any dangerous thing left for her in the room, like a knife or something?"

The image of the knife pointing at the heart is lingering.

He Ruihua said: "You will know when you see it."

***

The room is specially decorated. Two of the four walls are one-way mirrors for easy observation. Standing outside, you can have a clear view of the scene inside.

You'll know it when you see it.

Luo Ren imagined all kinds of situations when he saw Kiyo again. She was sad, sad, helpless, confused, and even crazy.

But in reality, it happens to be the one that hits the face the most.

Kiyo is playing a game.

In the room, there is a gun shooting game that is equipped in a large game city. The equipment is simulated and coin-operated. People stand a few meters away from the game screen, and there are long guns and short guns on the gun stand next to it.

Kiyo wears earphones, concentrates, stands straight, walks slightly staggered back and forth, holds a gun, with an indifferent expression, his mind is focused, his eyes change with the pictures on the screen, the muzzle rises or falls, never changing Pull the trigger intermittently.

On the table next to it, there are baskets of game coins.

Luo Ren turned to the other side to see what game she was playing.

Similar to Zombie Siege, all kinds of zombies are gradually upgraded, and they start to move slowly and wobbly. The trigger is barely released and keeps firing.

But in this kind of game, no matter how you level up, you will die-lost to the merchant's ultimate ambition of making money.

During gameover, she grabbed a handful of coins and stuffed them into the coin slot one by one. When she inserted * into the pile of game coins, the silvery luster flickered between her fingers.

Huo Zihong said softly: "She said she felt annoying and didn't want to talk to us, so she wanted to find something to divert her attention."

"Does she remember me?"

Huo Zihong was surprised why Luo Ren would ask this question: "Remember, I remember you, Ten Thousand, and her new acquaintance Hongsha, she is not amnesia."

He Ruihua on the side added: "But the relationship may be different."

And said: "Do you want to go in and see her? The door is not locked, and it will open as soon as you twist it."

Luo Ren's eyes fell on the doorknob, which was bronze in color and had been twisted many times, so it was shiny from friction.

He hesitated for a moment, did not go over, paused, and sat down on a row of chairs behind him.

Looking through the one-way mirror, he never left Kiyo's face.

Every time she closes her eyes, raises her eyebrows, purses her lips, and sulks.

The lover's vision is the most meticulous and sharp, and there is no trace of a small pocket on Kiyo in front of him.

The little pocket who likes to hug him, kiss him tenderly, call him by name angrily, blushes occasionally but firmly says "I like you".

Those he likes, soft and cute, seem to be swept away by a strong wind, leaving only the rigid skeleton.

Luo Ren felt as if he had been hit by a cold bullet, the entire search process, at this moment, was the most uncomfortable.

He Ruihua sighed and sat down beside Luo Ren.

He said: "Look, just a second ago, you were the one who defended and protected her most fiercely, but in the end I saw that you were also the one who accepted her the least, just like love itself is fierce but fragile .”

Luo Ren is a little annoyed, he is naturally disgusted by others to analyze and spy on him.

However, He Ruihua didn't seem to understand his mood: "In this situation, according to the degree of acceptance, it is indeed relative > friend > lover."

"Because for relatives, blood is thicker than water. No matter what happens, whether it is crazy or insane, stupid or stupid, they will accept it."

"If you are a friend, you will hesitate at first, but as long as this person is not a villain and has no moral principles, and the foundation of making friends is still there, you can still be friends."

That's all he said, and he didn't analyze "lover" in detail.

But Luo Ren understands what he means and also understands his own problem.

He didn't fall in love with Kiyo, what he fell in love with was just a small pocket.

Kiyo in front of him was like a stranger, he couldn't empathize with her immediately, he even felt that there was an unreasonable disgust and hostility towards her.

I think it is because of her that my girl disappeared.

He had the urge to break in, and wanted to ask her, "Where did you hide the little pocket?"

***

Woke up early in the morning, 13,000 went to the bathroom, went back to the cage and fell asleep unsteadily, maybe didn't sleep deeply, too many thoughts were mixed in the dream.

I dreamed that the wild woman was holding a stone and drawing on the rock wall. He approached and saw that she was painting the scene when she was beaten to death by the villagers. At the bottom of the trap, she was struggling hopelessly. He was also on the picture, holding his arms, Wait and see with a sneer.

13,000 was sweating profusely, and denied it in a series of voices: "That's not the case!"

The female savage smiled at him, suddenly changed her face, grabbed his neck, and clicked...

I dreamed of Luo Ren again, ten thousand three times approached him and asked, "Have you found the little lady boss? Is she still treating her illness?"

Luo Ren didn't speak, just pointed to the high place, and ten thousand three raised his head, and found that there were countless windows on the wall, and the figure reflected in each window was Kiyo, and the one in the center Pushing the fan away, Kiyo lowered his head and looked at him with a meaningful smile.

With the sound of crackling firecrackers, the Phoenix Tower opened, and somehow the firecrackers ignited the fire. Just turning around, the Phoenix Tower was deeply engulfed in a sea of ​​flames...

"Brother Sansan? Brother Sansan?"

Cao Yanhua hurriedly called out Wan San's name, while calling him, he grabbed his shoulders and shook him desperately, his movements were simple and rough, like pounding rice.

After waking up, Wan San didn't bother to scold Cao Yanhua. He was lucky to wake up from the nightmare, but he also felt that it was indeed a bit unlucky for a while.

Go to worship a Bodhisattva, burn a piece of paper, or throw a pair of shoes (throw evil), or fly a kite to let go of the bad luck for a while.

Seeing Yiwansan's eyes staring straight, Cao Yanhua stretched out his hand and made a wild move in front of his eyes, as if summoning the soul.

13,000 said: "Are you sick?"

Cao Yanhua said: "I saw it?"

13,000 wondered: "What did you see?"

Cao Yanhua hates iron but not steel: "Earth! Earth! Have you forgotten?"

***

Withdrawing the third evil slip, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, just like when they were in school, after a semester and final exams, they always felt that it was only natural to take a break.

What's more, it is indeed a loss of vitality.

In Mudai's car accident, Yan Hongsha lost his relatives, and the others were also disgraced and almost died. Regarding the matter of Jijian, the enthusiasm for Jijian naturally decreased.

Why do you have to chase after to take back the fierce Jane? One thing that has no beginning and no end, so far is confusing and dangerous, with no sense of accomplishment and motivation.

Only Cao Yanhua, probably driven by Virgo's obsessive-compulsive disorder, feels that if he doesn't gather all seven roots a day, he will have trouble sleeping and eating all day.

So, when he has free time, he will look at the soil.

Mud, sand, and yellow land, when you catch them, you can't take your eyes off them, and actively take care of all the sweeping matters. When you go down with a broom, there will be dust. After the dust settles, you can sweep the broom again.

One time, a guest at the bar saw it and asked Yisan: "Is there something wrong with this little worker in your bar?"

When speaking, the index finger pointed at his forehead, worried.

I also reminded Yiwan: "Modern people are under heavy psychological pressure, and they may have mental problems. Don't take it seriously. Early detection and early treatment will prevent all hidden dangers!"

This person probably works in an advertising company.

The hard work paid off, and finally let him see something.

Thirteen lazily sat up.

"What do you see?"

Cao Yanhua doesn't know how to describe it.

"I just... that is, the small flower garden in front of the bar. Uncle Zhang mentioned to plant new season flowers. I thought, loosen the soil in advance, so I took a shovel to shovel..."

***

His practice these days is not to say that it is very effective, but at least he is in good health, and the work of loosening and digging soil is a piece of cake.

In the morning, the wind was warm and the tourists came in twos and threes. There was a girl in a short skirt whose skirt was blown up by the wind. He was still in a state of mind and whistled secretly. Then he stepped on the edge of the shovel and shoveled down.

One thousand three is really too lazy to listen to this kind of rambling foreshadowing: "And then?"

Cao Yanhua swallowed, seeming to be terrified.

"I see a hole."

Ten Wan looked at him like a ghost, but Cao Yanhua didn't know it, and took it for granted.

13,000 couldn't bear it anymore: "Aren't you talking nonsense? If you dig down with a shovel, of course you will see a hole!"

Cao Yanhua shivered: "No."

It is dark red, like meat, with skin folds, and rhythmic ups and downs.

With this description, Wan San felt goose bumps on his arms.

"And then?"

"Then there seems to be a wind blowing, can you imagine it?" Cao Yanhua felt at a loss for words, "It was the wind blowing up in that cave, with a fishy smell..."

And then it was gone. He looked at it with cold sweat, but it was just the soil dug up by a shovel. Under the sunlight, some dust was floating down, like...

It looks like a place that has just been dug, and it seems that there is really a wind blowing from the ground.

...