After hearing the description of the couple, Shen Xing was almost certain that the so-called autism that Jiang Jialun encountered was related to Mei Ying, not just a disease.
"I feel that I must have read it wrong that day." Chen Lin said, "Because only that time, I never saw another little boy next to Jialun again."
When the words fell, she sighed heavily.
"Have you ever thought of reporting to the sheriff? Or finding someone to do the ritual?" Shen Xing asked.
The couple was taken aback, and at the same time raised their heads to look at Shen Xing with surprise.
Jiang Yucheng shook his head: "Well, do your doctors believe in these things?"
"I would rather believe that it is something or not." Shen Xing said directly: "I have encountered a lot of things, and later discovered that some special situations cannot be explained from a medical point of view."
"Could it be that my child... is haunted by ghosts?" Chen Lin's expression was horrified, already pale.
"I'm just guessing." Shen Xing said.
"Doctor Shen, can you save him? Please... You must save Jialun!" Chen Lin's voice trembled slightly.
She seemed to have forgotten that Shen Xing's identity at the moment was a doctor, not a monk or Taoist priest.
After all, they had no other alternatives until now. With their own experience and Shen Xing's judgment on the matter confirmed, at this moment the couple vaguely felt that what Shen Xing said was mostly right, and they might have been in the wrong direction all the time.
If it is not autism, then their child Jialun is definitely haunted by ghosts.
"Okay, I will definitely try my best to help you, no matter if Jialun is really autistic or other reasons." Shen Xing nodded heavily.
At this moment, there was a creak from the bathroom door, opening a door gap, and then slowly pulling it inward.
No one thought that there was no light in the bathroom, and the inside was pitch black. I don't know what Xiao Jialun was doing without turning on the light.
Not long after, a thin boy walked out of this dark space. He lowered his head slightly, his back was slightly bent, his legs were weak, he could not lift his feet when he walked, and he was lifeless, dragging his body forward, as if he Surrounded by a thick haze.
The room fell silent, Chen Lin also picked up the remote control and turned off the TV. The three people, six eyes staring at Jiang Jialun, walked out of the bathroom and walked towards her bedroom.
From beginning to end, he didn't even lift his head, maybe he didn't even notice the guests in the room.
The three of Shen Xing remained silent tacitly, staring at the figure of the child until he slowly walked into the bedroom and reached out to close the door.
After a long time, Shen Xing said: "If this kid shows signs of being haunted by ghosts, he will definitely be more prominent at night, and we can wait till night."
"What do we need to do?" Jiang Yucheng asked worriedly.
"Before you go to bed, look for a few cotton swabs, remove the cotton, and then stuff the cotton into your nostrils. Well, it's best to plug your ears and nostrils." Shen Xing said.
"Why?" Jiang Yucheng was puzzled.
"Trust me, I have experience in this area." Shen Xing did not say clearly, just as someone who came by. "Give me some cotton swabs. I will sit on the living room sofa at night. No matter what noise you hear, don't come out and stay It’s fine in the master bedroom, and I’ll call you if it’s handled properly."
Jiang Yucheng and Chen Lin looked at each other, feeling that there was no trace of a doctor in Shen Xing at this moment, this improper guardian of slayers!
Not long after, they prepared the cotton lottery, and because the couple was not in the mood to cook, they just made a simple dinner. Shen Xing didn't mind, and the three of them ate in the living room casually.
Jiang Jialun stayed in the bedroom and didn't show up. Chen Lin took the dinner directly into his bedroom according to her usual habit.
After knocking on the door, Chen Lin twisted the bedroom door, because they were afraid that their son would have an accident in the house, they had already broken the door lock of the room, and could not lock it from the inside so that it could be opened at any time from the outside.
All the curtains in the bedroom were closed and the lights were not turned on, resulting in very low light.
Chen Lin carried a bowl of steaming food and walked to the bed. At this time Jiang Jialun was already lying on the bed, covering her body with a quilt, and she couldn't see anything.
"Jia Lun, the meal is here, get up and eat, or it will be cold for a while." Chen Lin said.
Immediately put the tableware on the bedside table.
At this time, even if Jiang Jialun didn't speak, he would reply with an "um", but today he didn't. Instead, he wrapped himself tightly in a quilt and lay motionless.
"Jia Lun, is there something uncomfortable?" Chen Lin asked with concern.
no answer.
Chen Lin was afraid that her son would have a cold and would not say anything. She pulled the quilt a little nervously and said, "Come on, show mom, if I have a cold, I will get a thermometer and see if I have a fever."
Jia Lun in the quilt still didn't answer, and he caught the quilt to death with both hands. Chen Lin couldn't open it even after lifting it.
She hesitated for a while, grabbing the corner of the quilt, "Jia Lun? What's wrong with you?"
Suddenly, her fingers touched the back of her son's hand, and an almost biting cold sensation came, as if it had touched a block of ice.
Chen Lin shrank her hands abruptly, her expression slightly horrified, her eyes wide open, staring at a small gap in the corner of the quilt.
At this moment, the room fell into dead silence.
Chen Lin stopped speaking, her eyes staying in the gap of the quilt, unable to move away.
Vaguely, she seemed to hear something, giggling, coming out of the quilt.
When I listened carefully, it seemed to be a very dull moan from someone.
Chen Lin felt cold in her limbs, and even her thinking was stagnant. Although she was close at this moment, she felt that the person under the quilt was not her own son, but another person, or... a ghost!
Thinking of this, she didn't dare to speak any more, but kept a horrified expression on her face, unknowingly stepped back, silently retreated to the bedroom door, left the bedroom with one step, and closed the door.
"I... I feel that in the bedroom, the person under the quilt... is not..."
Chen Lin walked to the front of Shen Xing and Jiang Yucheng who were sitting on the sofa, and spoke incoherently.
Before she finished speaking, Shen Xing probably understood what she was trying to express. He took the words and ordered: "I know, from now on, you should not enter the bedroom for the time being, and stop contacting Jiaren for the time being. Wait for me to deal with it at night."
"Ok... OK." Chen Lin nodded.
"Trouble you." Jiang Yucheng said gratefully.
Time passed by every minute and every second.
During this period, Jiang Yucheng and Chen Lin were restless, and Shen Xing could see that although they were greeting themselves and treating themselves as guests as much as possible, the anxiety in their hearts could no longer be concealed.
So after nine o'clock in the evening, Shen Xing let the couple into the bedroom.
There is also a bathroom in the master bedroom, and Shen Xing warned them not to come out again this night.
The two nodded again and again, and after entering the master bedroom, they locked the bedroom door.
Shen Xing did not go to Jiang Jialun's bedroom to check, but while drinking tea while watching TV, from time to time he took out his mobile phone to look through, and called Feifei.
Soon it was eleven o'clock.
At first, Shen Xing could vaguely hear Jiang Yucheng and Chen Lin talking and walking in the master bedroom, but no sound came out after ten o'clock.
But what he was sure of was that neither of them slept, but didn't dare to make any more noises.
Shen Xing stood up, turned off the TV, and walked to the door of Jiang Jialun's room.
He didn't knock on the door, but twisted it open, but he didn't walk in either, just stood at the door and looked inside.
Without turning on the different pupils, relying only on the naked eye, today's Shen Xing also has amazing eyesight, and his passive abnormal perception ability can also be emitted at all times after the characteristics are collected.
In the range of sight, there was a person wrapped under the quilt of the sex, and other places were normal. The meals that Chen Lin sent in hadn't been moved before. They were still on the bedside table, and it was already cold.
Under Shen Xing's perception, there was no abnormality, which showed that Mei Ying was just lurking and did not appear.
This type of abnormality of Mei Ying is exactly the abnormality under the surface that the "consultant" did not mention in the contract with Gu Fei. If it does not show up in the latent state, it cannot be found. Unless special means are used.
Shen Xing closed the door and did not go in. He needed to wait for the moment when Mei Ying himself appeared. If he directly forced Jiang Jialun now, it might not only bring a psychological shadow to the child, but also make Mei Ying afraid to show up.
After returning to the sofa to sit down, Shen Xing swiped his phone for a while. The room was silent. He blocked his nostrils with cotton, and closed his eyes and slumbered.
Blocking the nose is to prevent Mei Ying from sniffing and fascinating herself. Although I don't know that this method will not work, it is always good to be precautionary.
I don't know how long it took, and when I opened my eyes, I found that the surrounding area was completely dark.
The light in the living room was turned off at some point, and he was half lying on the sofa, and the surroundings were quiet and terrible.
Not only that, the room of Jiang's house had very poor lighting efficiency. The window was covered by a wall, and the street lights couldn't come in at all, making it even darker all around.
Shen Xing did not move, maintaining a half-lying posture, narrowed his eyes, and cast his gaze in the direction of Jiang Jialun's bedroom.
At this moment, the bedroom door was half open, and Jiang Jialun was not seen. I don't know if he has just walked out of the bedroom or is still inside.
Shen Xing could hear his heartbeat, and he didn't rush. Now when facing these abnormalities, he no longer had the fear at the beginning.
However, a slight tension is still inevitable, but it is far from the point of chaosing his own rhythm.
He focused his attention on the door of the bedroom, and never saw the black shadow of the little boy appear.
"Is it already out?" Doubts arose in my heart.
At this moment, beside the sofa where Shen Xing was half-lying, a dark figure suddenly stood up. While standing up, the little head stiffly leaned in front of Shen Xing and stared at him with his eyes open.
Shen Xing's eyes were closed one second in advance, and a cold sensation spread all over his body at this time. The source of the cold sensation was the boy beside him.
At this moment, he could feel that Jiang Jialun's body sent a trace of abnormal induction. Although this feeling is not very strong, it can be known that Mei Ying is appearing.
Staring at himself for a while, Jiang Jialun straightened up, walked barefoot to a wooden stool next to the sofa, and then sat down slowly.
According to Chen Lin, Jiang Jialun’s habit of getting up in the middle of the night was originally to sit on the sofa and be in a daze for an hour or two, but today the sofa was occupied by Shen Xing in advance, so he chose to sit after observing. On the wooden stool next to it.
Shen Xing half-opened his eyes, but quietly looked at him, but still made no sound.
Although the room is very dark, after the eyes have adapted to the darkness, they can still vaguely see after all, not completely black.
About ten minutes later, Shen Xing's gaze condensed, and he saw Jiang Jialun sitting in the dark with a bald arm stretched out from behind and wrapped his arms around his neck.
Not long after, another identical small arm stretched out from the other side, and also hugged Jiang Jialun's neck.
The skin of these two arms was pale, and they looked thinner than Jiang Jialun’s arms. After they appeared, not long after they appeared, a dark head slowly arched on Jiang Jialun’s back and lay on his back. on.
During this period, Jiang Jialun did not move, his expression was stiff, his pupils dilated, and he seemed to be totally imperceptible.
A little boy sat upright on a chair in the dark night living room without making any sound, and on his back was another boy of a smaller body.
The boy's mouth seemed to be pressing in the middle of Jiang Jialun's back, making a faint sucking sound.
"It seems that adults should have more bad emotions. Why do you have to suck a ignorant child?" Shen Xing's words suddenly sounded, as if muttering to himself, but in this silent night, Mei Ying had enough to hear.
The sound of sucking stopped instantly, and a pair of eyes emerged from behind Jiang Jialun, looking at Shen Xing.
These eyes are very big, the big ones make people feel horrible, almost occupying a quarter of a face!
Not only that, but these eyes were just wide open, as if they were fake, they didn't blink at all, revealing a sense of alive but blunt absurdity.
"what-"
At this moment, the guy behind Jiang Jialun made a sound familiar to Shen Xing, which was a sign that it was about to sneeze.
"Bad emotions are just your inner reaction. You are eager to receive a lot of bad emotions, but you forget the despair and subconscious resistance that exists in the deepest part of your heart to this instinctive intake..."
Before he finished speaking, he snorted, and a slight sneeze came out.
The picture in front of Shen Xing changed instantly. It was no longer a dark room, but in his doctor's apartment. At this moment, he was carving a work in front of his workbench.
He seemed to have forgotten the scene just now, just carve intently, forgetting everything around him.
But in the next second, A Chai appeared next to the workbench in a black anger, bent over and looked down at him.
Shen Xing was a little surprised, holding a carving knife in his hand, raised his head and asked, "What's the matter?"
"You have come in." A Chai said.
Shen Xing was taken aback: "When did I hear you talking directly?"
As soon as these words came out, A Chai was also taken aback and shook his head in surprise.
Shen Xing recalled the meaning of A Chai's words just now, and asked: "Am I... in a dream now?"
A Chai nodded: "Just came in."
"Then let me go out." Shen Xing said.
As soon as the words fell, everything in front of him disappeared instantly.
On the sofa, Shen Xing straightened up, as if he was in a trance. When he woke up, he quickly realized that the "causal isolation" he had just activated was still in operation.
Continue to say: "Your instinctive resistance to malabsorption will be infinitely amplified at a certain point, until you can no longer accept your current self, and now you are constantly smoking innocent people..."
"Snee!"
The picture changed again, and Shen Xing was still sitting in front of the workbench, the wooden sculpture in his hand constantly changing position, the carving knife in his right hand swiftly moved on it, his fingers fluttering like a phantom.
"Master, you are here again." A Chai's voice sounded behind him.
Shen Xing was taken aback for a while, holding the knife in his hand, but then he continued to carve the wood sculpture in his hand, without looking back, "Same method, let me wake up."
While speaking, at the entrance of the studio behind him, a small black shadow of a child appeared, with huge eyes staring at Shen Xing's back, sticking out a black tongue, licking his lips.
When the picture went dark, Shen Xing found himself awake again, sitting on the sofa.
He didn't hesitate, his consciousness quickly received the last sentence, and then he said: "Inhalation of bad emotions gradually makes you feel sick. You can't accept yourself who can't even control your behavior. You will start thinking about your next goal...
"Snee!"
When the picture changed, Shen Xing sat again in front of the sunny workbench, the wood sculpture in his hand that had been carving gradually took shape, and when he flipped his fingers, pieces of sawdust fell.
"Master, it doesn't seem to work to go down!" A Chai's figure reappeared in front of the workbench.
"What's the matter?" Shen Xing asked without stopping the work.
"This is the third time you have come in." A Chai reminded.
"Oh, is it so frequent?" Shen Xing still sculpted the work in hand quickly, frowning slightly.
"Yes." A Chai nodded.
"Don't you see me? Are you busy in your dreams?" Shen Xing suddenly laughed.
At this moment, the figure of the giant pupil boy who was lying at the entrance of the studio approached for a few minutes, silently, his tongue became longer and longer, dancing in front of him.
While Shen Xing was talking to A Chai, it quickly crawled over with both hands and feet, and flicked its legs against Shen Xing's back.
Suddenly, Shen Xing put down the carving knife, turned slightly, and greeted the newly completed work in his hand.
At this moment, the giant pupil boy suddenly realized that the wood sculpture Shen Xing had been carving in his dream was actually his own appearance, lying on his stomach, with slender limbs, very large eye pupils, and a small head.
Whoosh!
The boy disappeared.
The scene in front of him disappeared at the same time, and Shen Xing found himself still sitting on the sofa, looking up at the boy with big eyes lying behind Jiang Jialun, and then he finished what he hadn't said just now.
"You will start to think about your next goal... Is it to absorb your own bad emotions!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the boy lying on Jiang Jialun's back loose his limbs and slowly slipped down.
The causal isolation is complete!
Although in this process, Shen Xing has always been affected by the breath of Mei Ying.
But he had planned in advance, not only to contain Mei Ying in dreams, but also to make Mei Ying fall into a causal bypass in reality.
This "cause" is also the absorption of bad emotions by Mei Ying, and this "effect" is caused by the fact that Mei Ying also has bad emotions, forming a wrong causal cycle, directing the goal to itself. (End of this chapter)