I can still vividly remember the expression of Wen Jiubai shooting at Wang Zhong just now, the creepy and calm look in his eyes, as if human life is nothing more than a dispensable thing to him. He didn't feel anything about killing... at all.
"When you killed Wang Zhong..." I lowered my eyes, trying not to let Wen Jiubai see my expression, "For a moment I saw him turn into a demon. What's going on?"
"Didn't I tell you before you broke into the house recklessly?" Wen Jiubai put his hands into his sleeves and said, "That's a 'living ghost'. People are still alive, but they have become ghosts. Devil."
"I don't understand... Is Wang Zhong a man or a ghost?"
"Then how do you tell the difference between humans and ghosts?" Wen Jiubo looked at me with raised eyebrows, "Humans call what they fear ghosts, so in the eyes of ghosts, are humans human or ghosts? Or if this world If a kind ghost appears on earth, should this ghost be called a ghost? In the final analysis, whether it is a human being or a ghost is just the standard in the hearts of human beings. Then Wang Zhong himself cast an inhuman curse on himself, so he called it a ghost. He became like that. Denying his own humanity, refusing to be satisfied in the way of ordinary people, over time, his mind was occupied by demons and turned into a half-human, half-demon monster."
"So in the final analysis," Wen Jiubai sighed softly, "Only humans can create such a great tragedy."
"Then Mr. Wen," I deliberately called him by a title I haven't used for a long time, "I have a question for you."
Wen Jiubai raised his eyebrows, "Ask."
"Are you a human or a ghost?" I stared at him closely.
Wen Jiubai didn't seem to expect that I would ask such a question, and was a little surprised. But in an instant he returned to that cynical look.
"It's not up to me whether I'm a human or a ghost. Do you think I'm a human or a ghost?"
As I expected, he kicked the ball back easily.
"I don't think Mr. Wen... is human." I said word by word.
"Oh? Why?"
"... When you first came back, you knew that Wang Zhong was that evil ghost, right?"
"If you don't have ten, you can still have nine."
"Then why didn't you say it earlier?" My tone was filled with anger.
"There is no definite evidence yet, so we can't scare the snake away." He said calmly.
"Even so, why did you stop me from rushing in when we first discovered the shadow?"
"Didn't you say it? You will be injured if you rush in, it's very dangerous."
My heart was beating wildly in my chest, I took a deep breath and said slowly, "Wen Jiubai, I checked Xiaoying's injuries just now. The dagger was going towards her heart, so she stretched out her hand to block it. That’s why I injured my arm. If I had rushed in a little later, Xiaoying would have died by now.”
Wen Jiubai looked at me quietly without saying a word.
"Do you know about this?" I didn't even realize that my voice was trembling slightly.
"I know. That's why I stopped you from breaking in." Wen Jiubai said flatly, as if talking about the weather, "First, the murderer is the most threatening before he is ready to kill. Not only is it not easy to catch when he rushes in He, on the contrary, is easily hurt by him. Second, as I said, I don't have conclusive evidence. Rather than looking for evidence, it's easier to wait for someone to get the stolen goods. "
I froze in place, struggling to understand Wen Jiubai's words, and then felt a severe chill pouring from the top of my head to the bottom of my feet.
Wen Jiubai... never thought of saving Xiaoying at all. On the contrary, it is better to say that he has been waiting for Xiaoying to be killed.
Touching the top of her head with that smile, talking to me in the grass with that smile, that...
I suddenly remembered Shi Yitong's words. Shi Yitong warned me that this man was dangerous, but I stubbornly refused to listen. After all, I never knew the man in the slightest. I don't know anything about his life experience, age, hometown, and past experiences. He obviously doesn't understand anything, but he still pretends to know him very well and follows him to accept the commission to investigate the case...
"Gu Yu..." Came back to his senses, Wen Jiubai looked at me with sad eyes, and took a step towards me.
"Don't come over!" I yelled almost subconsciously, and took a big step back at the same time.
I didn't know when fear hit my heart. This head-to-toe chill was even worse than facing a murderer with a knife just now.
Wen Jiubai really stood still, he just looked at me very sadly, and called my name, "Gu Yu."
"Sorry, don't come here." I mechanically shook my head and apologized, "I'm sorry, I..."
-I'm scared.
Talking incoherently like this, I turned my head and ran away. That may have been the fastest run in my life. Even I didn't know what I was running away from. I just ran blindly, wanting to run away.
When I finally stopped to catch my breath, I looked back and there was nothing but black night.
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[Chell's words: This event is still adapted from a real event. Thanks to a friend of mine who asked not to be named for giving me the story. This friend's parents divorced when she was young, and her mother took her around to remarry. When she was a few years old, she once had a stepfather who often sneaked into her room late at night while she was asleep, and sometimes made excuses to go into the bathroom while she was taking a bath. As a child, she didn't understand anything, she just felt strange. But in order to prevent her from telling her mother, her stepfather made up a theory that the house was haunted to scare her. This is the shadow of her childhood, which she believed to be true, and has been plagued by haunting events for several years. Later, her mother also noticed that something was wrong, and soon divorced that man. After growing up, she slowly recalled this incident, and then she realized what was going on. Fortunately, that stepfather didn't really take advantage of anything, which was a blessing in misfortune. The human heart is a hundred times more terrifying than ghosts, and all ghosts and heresies are born from the dark crevices of the human heart.]