The girl pointed at Zhou Ze and screamed, but luckily she was already crazy and had no personality, so for Zhou Ze, this so-called "accusation" had no effect at all.
No one would believe what a mentally ill person says.
Moreover, even if a normal person said this, it would be considered mentally abnormal.
But the words sung by the girl in the tone of "children's play" might seem inappropriate and like rumors to others, but to Zhou Ze's ears, they sounded unusual.
She sang,
It's a verdict!
The so-called verdict is to summarize a person's life in the form of poetry, judging the other person's past and future.
For example, in A Dream of Red Mansions, "One obeys, two orders, three people become wooden, crying towards Jinling, things become even more sad" is the verdict on Wang Xifeng.
A lonely life, a tragedy for parents;
A lifetime of hard work, in vain to make wedding clothes,
In the end, you will end up with your wife and children separated from you, and you will be abandoned by your relatives and friends and live in misery!
It is talking about Wang Ke, who grew up in an orphanage just like himself. What it means here is that Wang Ke killed his parents, and after he became an adult he was too busy with his career to take care of anything else. As for the last sentence, it is easy to understand, his wife and children were separated.
Zhou Ze felt that Wang Ke might have noticed that his wife had someone else outside, but he did not point it out. Besides, his daughter was chosen by the ghost to be his body.
And then the girl sang the verdict to herself,
I have been lonely and helpless since I was young;
When you are about to climb the ladder to the sky, you end up dying young and falling into the netherworld. How sad it is...
What he meant was himself, an orphan who, after growing up, relied on his own abilities to become the director of a department before he was thirty. But when he was on the rise, he suddenly met with a car accident and died.
As for the good-looking appearance but a humble inside, it refers to Xu Le, who is all show and no substance. He looks OK, otherwise he would not have been chosen by Lin's parents to be the son-in-law.
The "grassroots" here does not refer to the robbers who kill people and rob, but refers to the fact that Xu Le, apart from his good looks, is actually a bunch of fools.
The original sentence "Even if he is born with a good appearance, he is actually a ruffian inside" is an evaluation of Jia Baoyu in "Dream of Red Mansions".
In fact, Zhou Ze felt that the description of Xu Le in the verdict was very apt. The Lin family was rich, really rich. As a son-in-law, it should not be difficult for Xu Le to start a business or do some kind of business. But this guy was like a dead literary youth who set up a bookstore that would only lose money.
Of course, the girl’s final confusion and fear were due to the fact that she actually saw two lives in herself.
One is the flesh,
One is the soul,
In an instant,
She realized that she had seen a ghost.
This made Zhou Ze smile a little. In this case, the girl in front of him should not be possessed by a ghost.
I wouldn't be so scared of a ghost as I was of my sister-in-law.
Two nannies immediately came over, held the girl down, and kept comforting her.
Wang Ke also went over and tried to persuade them with words.
Zhou Ze looked around. This should be the girl's original boudoir, with a pink theme and a princess bed. It was very warm and cute. It was a pity that its owner was in a crazy state now.
What made Zhou Ze a little strange was that, since this girl was not a ghost, then where did the "child's play" she just sang and the precise verdict come from
"Tongzi Opera" is a local repertoire in Tongcheng. Nowadays, only some elderly people still listen to it, and young people may never have even heard of it. The girl just sang it very professionally.
Could it be that a new personality was created after a disordered fusion of two personalities, and this personality has this special ability
People often say that there is only a fine line between genius and madness.
But when I think about it, it seems wrong, but I'm not sure what's wrong.
"Where's the gentleman?"
At this time, the girl suddenly spoke in a very calm voice, she pushed away the nanny beside her and stood up.
"Has my husband come home yet?"
Wang Ke stood there in a daze.
Zhou Ze also opened his mouth slightly.
Is this a role switch
Becoming a mistress
"Aqiu, I'm here." Mr. Zheng came over at this time, and motioned everyone to go out first, and he wanted to comfort his "wife".
Walking onto the balcony, Zhou Ze lit a cigarette.
"What's going on?" Wang Ke asked as he stood beside Zhou Ze. His hope lay on Zhou Ze.
Zhou Ze shook his head, "It's not a ghost."
"Is it really a mental problem?" Wang Ke pursed his cracked lips. He was now in a difficult situation.
In fact, if he had stuck to his medical principles and provided psychological treatment to the girl from the beginning, things might not have developed into what they are now.
But it's too late to say that now.
However, these cannot be considered Wang Ke’s fault alone. If he wants to gain the support of investors, he will naturally try his best to please his investors.
In addition, from the fact that Mr. Zheng came in immediately after hearing his daughter's personality switch to that of his wife, and from the tone of the way he called "Aqiu", it can be seen that more than half of the problem lies with him.
"What is this room used for?" Zhou Ze asked, pointing to the room next to the bedroom. It was covered with white gauze and the floor-to-ceiling windows were covered tightly.
For some reason, Zhou Ze always felt that there was something inside that made him feel uncomfortable.
"It's the young lady's studio." said the young butler at the side.
"Oh, can you let me go in and take a look?" Zhou Ze said.
"This..." The butler was a little embarrassed, and then looked at Wang Ke.
"Let him go and take a look." Wang Ke nodded. "It will also be beneficial to the progress of treatment if he knows more about the young lady's situation."
"good."
The housekeeper immediately took the key, opened the door, and stood outside the door. Zhou Ze and Wang Ke walked in together.
"You liked painting when you were a child. I remember you once told me that you wanted to be a painter." Wang Ke said with some nostalgia.
"The orphanage didn't have the conditions at that time," Zhou Ze said.
Given Zhou Ze's situation at the time, learning painting and doing art was really unrealistic, so after the college entrance examination he chose to go to medical school so that he could find a job to support himself.
"Don't worry, no matter how this matter turns out, I won't bother you again." Wang Ke smiled bitterly, "Actually, I'm afraid too. The last time I came to see you, I was so nervous."
Your daughter is a ghost messenger. If you knew this, wouldn't you faint from fright
At this time, the housekeeper shouted at the door: "Doctor Wang, Mr. Zheng is looking for you."
"I'll go take a look first, and then I'll take you away together." Wang Ke left the studio, leaving Zhou Ze alone here.
Zhou Ze was walking alone in the studio, looking at some paintings on the floor and walls in a trance. To be honest, although these works can be seen as the works of young painters, each one seems to have a unique spirituality, reflecting the talent of the painter himself.
Finally, Zhou Ze stopped in front of an easel covered with black cloth. Without any psychological burden, he reached out and lifted the cloth. Then, Zhou Ze's pupils shrank suddenly.
The painting on the easel is a skull.
It doesn't look special. After all, this kind of skull image can be easily seen on the Internet.
But this skull made Zhou Ze feel like his heart stopped beating, and even his breathing seemed to slow down.
It's a special feeling, an unusual resonance.
After taking several deep breaths and calming his mind, Zhou Ze was able to look at the painting more carefully. He then discovered that the skull in the painting was a three-dimensional surface, especially the fold on the far left that gave a sense of space.
It's like the difference between a flat drawing of a book cover and a three-dimensional drawing of a book cover.
This is a copied work, because the girl's previous transformations were all in the style of a beautiful girl from a small family, but this one is completely different from her previous styles!
From the painting,
What she was copying should be a book, or a booklet
And the cover of that book or booklet is this skull.
Zhou Ze began to look around. The girl must have placed the thing in front of her while copying it when she painted the picture, so the thing was most likely in this studio.
Soon, Zhou Ze found a small cabinet in the corner of the studio. It was not locked. Zhou Ze opened the cabinet and found some illustration albums and painting books inside. After flipping through them continuously, Zhou Ze finally found what he wanted. It was a palm-sized booklet that looked a bit like a driver's license.
He took it out and placed it in front of him. On the front was the skull, exactly the same as in the painting.
That’s right, this is what the girl copied.
Zhou Ze subconsciously opened the booklet, but at the moment the booklet was turned.
The girl who had just fallen asleep in the bedroom next door suddenly opened her eyes, a hint of red appeared in her eyes, and then she jumped directly from the bed. If the nannies around her had not been quick to catch her, she might have rushed out of the bedroom.
“Woo, woo, woo… woo, woo, woo…”
The girl struggled desperately, and her nails left many bloody marks on the faces of the nannies.
"What happened again!"
Mr. Zheng ran back to the bedroom again and felt extremely sad when he saw his daughter like this.
On the other side of the wall, Zhou Ze remained motionless, flipping through the booklet.
However, in Zhou Ze's mind, men and women, young and old, appeared in an instant. They appeared quickly and disappeared quickly, but every time one of them appeared, several lines of black brush calligraphy would appear beside them, with their verdict written on them.
For a moment, the terrifying amount of information made Zhou Ze feel dizzy.
"Hiss..."
Suddenly, Zhou Ze raised his head, took a breath of cold air, and closed the booklet at the same time.
This is not an ordinary skull peripheral booklet.
It contains records of many deceased people and their life stories.
This was also something Zhou Ze had never seen before.
At this time, Zhou Ze discovered that there was a burn mark in the middle of the skull on the cover of the booklet.
Zhou Ze subconsciously touched the mark with his fingernails.
At this moment, Zhou Ze's black nails seemed to grow out uncontrollably, and the black aura on his nails was drawn into the booklet. The entire booklet began to become extremely hot, but he couldn't throw it away, as if it was branded into Zhou Ze's flesh.
The girl next door who was struggling frantically suddenly became quiet, as if she was finally relieved, and fell asleep.
The feeling of pain did not last long, but it was enough to make Zhou Ze sweat profusely, as if he had just been subjected to the torture of burning with fire!
"Bah..."
The booklet fell from Zhou Ze's hand.
Zhou Ze lowered his head, beads of sweat dripping down.
But he saw two clear lines of bloody words appearing on the back of the booklet which originally had only a black cover:
"The underworld is in good order,
The Yellow Springs can be crossed."