Chapter 77

Days, and leisurely leisurely leisurely passed three days.

In these three days, Xu Qinglang is busy looking for a new shop. The business center, which has been abandoned for a long time, has been dead twice. If he installs the shop here again, he is just making himself uncomfortable. He asked Zhou Ze for his opinion and whether he would like to move with him. He can help Zhou Ze to find a new shop by the way. Zhou Ze's response is yes.

On the one hand, Zhou Ze didn't pay much attention to the popularity of the living people around the bookstore, but on the other hand, without the juice made by Xu Qinglang,

eating will become a problem again.

In the past three days, another thing happened, that is, the police found a suicide note at Mr. Chen's and Miss Liu's home, and also found their wedding photos.

However, the wedding photos are black and white, and the contents of the suicide note are even more difficult for ordinary people to understand.

They met each other and died together, ending their lives in a horrible way. In their suicide note, they apologized for the trouble and investigation caused by other members of the association of horror story lovers, and explained that this was the real horror story.

They meet because of their love for terror. Naturally, they should prove their love in the most horrible way.

These news also spread to the Internet, causing a storm of public opinion, and at the same time, there was a discussion again. Many big V's once again brandished their own whip to criticize those horror and suspense movies and novels. Look, this is the son of the wrong person. These things should be banned.

But in fact, the ancient love stories such as Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai should be banned, because these stories eulogize the theme of martyrdom, leading to the constant imitation of martyrdom in later generations.

The woman named Tang Shi stayed on the second floor for three days. After dealing with her injuries, Zhou Ze finally came to her and promised that she had done it. Now it's the other side's turn to complete the conditions.

"Those two people, are they really suicides?"

Tang Shi is still lying there with many bandages on her body, which looks like a female mummy. There is no way to pay attention to the beauty of her body, because her original injuries are too serious and intensive.

"Well." Zhou Ze nodded.

"I sensed it when they were playing pen fairy." Tang Shi's eyes looked at Zhou Ze. "At that time, I thought it was very interesting. They wanted to go to hell, but they didn't realize that the owner of their bookstore was a ghost, and a ghost job.

In fact, the first night when the woman was about to jump, I manipulated my white dress to try to stop it, but she had made up her mind, and I was so weak that I couldn't stop it. She still jumped down. "

Zhou Ze didn't speak.

"Ignorant men and women always think that death is a very beautiful thing, but it is estimated that they should repent in hell now. Hell is a terrible place, enough to make most of the suicides regret and scold their stupid self."

He said,

after a pause, Tang shidun continued: "you are much luckier than us. You have never experienced the real horror of hell."

"It's time to get down to business." Zhou Ze reminds me.

"Is your heart?" Tang poetry asked.

"Otherwise?"

"Do you think your heart is gone?"

Zhou Ze nodded.

"But it can't be absent. There are many unimaginable things in the world, but on the whole, there is still a line to check and balance.

For example, you can see the wounds on my body. Those poor people who run out of the scrotum leave behind in me are also black feather, mercury, water, Rune paper and other things. Their image is very mysterious and tall in the eyes of ordinary people;

but in fact, it's like the goddess will go to the toilet after all, leaving aside the mystery that they can get in and out of hell Veils, they are very common.

Even more, they are far from the so-called super movies or the characters described in the fantasy novels that have the ability to move mountains and fill the sea.

Of course, I'm not sure that no one has this ability, but I'm sure that there is this ability. It can't leave hell. "

"So, what are you trying to say?" Zhou Ze asked.

"You told me about your loss of your heart that you should not be able to eat. Like us, I think you have been forced to swallow food with extremely sour and sweet drinks these days."

Zhou Ze nodded.

"But when you say you eat your heart, you don't feel any discomfort, or even feel that it's a little delicious."

"You mean, what I eat is not my heart?

No, I'm not eating anything substantial at all. "

Zhou Ze soon came to understand and continued:

"eating, dining table, knife and fork, in fact, are all fake, are illusions."

Tang poetry nodded slightly. She seemed to be tired, but she still said:

"even if there is no mystery, no matter how terrible it is, they have no ability to make people wither and flesh, and they can't turn corruption into magic to dig out the heart of a body and keep its body as active as before.Therefore, you should be hypnotized, a very deep hypnosis, so that you can not extricate yourself from hypnosis

"Hypnosis?"

"Yes, the environment of hypnosis and eating, every word and action of the other party are all psychological hints to you. Otherwise, why doesn't he choose to pick up some firewood at the roadside and have a barbecue with you?"

Zhou Ze nodded, in fact, the words of Tang poetry, and his own previous speculation, in many places, are coincident.

For example, every time I make a choice that goes against the current interest conditions, my chest always hurts, but I can continue to make the original choice as long as I carry it for a while.

Because I think that I have no conscience in my subconscious, when I do anything from the point of "conscience", I always remind myself:

Oh, I shouldn't do this thing, and then I have pain.

It's like a truth that after suffering in childhood, leaving psychological trauma, seeing similar things or pictures again will still cause physical and mental discomfort.

"Then I'll see a shrink?"

"I know a great psychiatrist who can help you solve problems." Tang poetry said.

"Which one?" Zhou Ze naturally thought of who it was.

"As long as he comes back alive, he can solve your problem."

"Who knows where he is now?"

"He didn't escape." Tang Shi corrected, "he went to them."

When Zhou Ze was about to go downstairs, Tang Shi said: "can you shout that female zombie up?"

"What to do?"

"Let her sleep with me."

"I'll ask her if she agrees."

Down the stairs, Bai Yingying sat behind the counter and played a mobile game. Zhou Ze ignored her and didn't help the woman above to ask Bai Yingying's opinion. He went out of the store and hit a car.

Psychologist, he really knows a very good one.

The last time Wang Ke said to himself that he would not look for Zhou Ze again, but Zhou Ze can look for him if he has something to do.

That's what he said.

It was already 11 a.m. when I got to the gate of Wang Ke's villa by taxi. Zhou Ze rang the doorbell.

The door was opened. Wang Ke, dressed in pajamas, appeared at the door. Seeing Zhou Ze coming, he was stunned for a moment, and then beckoned Zhou Ze to come in.

There is a smell of meat in the house. The kitchen should be stewing meat.

"Can we have some together?" Wang Ke suggested, "just bought the big bone, stewed for a long time, remember when we were children in the orphanage, it was not easy to eat a meal of meat."

Zhou Ze shook his head. "I don't have a good appetite."

"It's OK. Then have some soup. By the way, what are you doing for me?"

"I was hypnotized. The hypnotist told me that I had no conscience. Now, I want to find my conscience back." Zhou Ze is straight to the point.

Wang Ke frowned, a little cramped and uneasy, and said:

"last time I tried, I couldn't hypnotize you. You said that you can't sleep normally, so the most direct and effective way is to use it. I can't use it for you. I can only take a circuitous way to see if it works."

"Try it."

They came to Wang Ke's study, Wang Ke changed his formal clothes and sat down behind the desk, then handed Zhou Ze a pocket watch.

"You use this to shake in front of me to try to hypnotize me. Then we can reach a reverse psychological connection."

Zhou Ze didn't hesitate to shake the watch in front of Wang Ke.

Wang Ke looked very seriously. He closed his eyes.

At the same time, Zhou Ze also felt a little tired, as if Wang Ke's "sleep" at this time, more or less also affected himself.

"Are you asleep?" Zhou Ze asked.

Wang Ke didn't answer.

"What's your name?"

"Wang Ke."

It's a strange feeling that Zhou Ze has not much experience in this field, but at this time, it seems that he doesn't need much experience.

"You..."

All of a sudden, Zhou Ze felt that his vision was blurry. Vaguely, he seemed to hear a man asking himself:

"do you think you need a conscience?"

Zhou Ze is a little confused, but he still says, "if you do good things, you may get bad results."

"So, in your heart, you are actually very exclusive of your previous behaviors." The voice of the man came again.

Next, there was a long dialogue. Zhou Ze himself was a little confused, as if the dialogue and Q & A had nothing to do with him.

In front of him, there was a pot, in which the soup was boiling, and the big bones were boiling. The soup was very strong.

"Bahaw!"

The pocket watch fell to the ground from Zhou Ze's hand,Zhou Ze slowly opened his eyes, and Wang Ke behind the desk opened his eyes too. His eyes were bloodshot and tired.

"Is it a success?" Zhou Ze asked.

Wang Ke nodded and shook his head, apologizing:

"your problem is a little complicated. In fact, it's you who are really struggling with conscience or not. It may be that some recent experiences have loosened your original belief. With external force, it becomes a knot."

Zhou Ze hears the words, nods and thinks.

"By the way, have you asked me any questions?" Wang Ke suddenly asked.

This kind of hypnosis is mutual. In fact, Wang Ke carried out superficial hypnosis on Zhou Ze, while Wang Ke completely revealed his heart to Zhou Ze.

"I didn't ask, because I only saw a pot of broth. Are you hungry?"

"Yes, I am." Wang Ke nods.

Then, Wang Ke led Zhou Ze to the kitchen, opened the pressure cooker, and stewed a large number of ribs.

"Come, have some together, it will be a aftertaste of childhood."

Zhou Ze suddenly felt that it was not true.

a psychology expert with a fortune in his family stewed a pot of happy rows at home. This picture always makes people feel that something is wrong.

Even Zhou Ze had some nausea and nausea on his chest.

"I won't eat any more."

Zhou Ze subconsciously retreated a few steps and left the kitchen.

Wang Ke is dedicated to the preparation of dip materials, said: "with my brother I eat a little."

"Eat it yourself." Zhou Ze refused, glancing at the pressure cooker and the row rolling in it from time to time.

"Don't mention it. It's my carefully selected meat. It must be delicious." Wang Ke continues to invite.

"And the sister-in-law?" Zhou Ze asked.

Wang Ke's hand suddenly trembled with the dish, and her expression was a little unnatural

"Oh." Zhou Ze is noncommittal.

Then, Zhou Ze took another look at the pressure cooker.

Nausea and nausea in the chest seem to be increasing.

"Honey, you are cooking broth again." At this time, the voice of the woman came from the porch.

Zhou Ze looked back and saw her. Suddenly, he felt a big stone falling to the ground.

I think so much.

"Yes, that's my hobby." Wang Ke said with a smile.

The woman went to Zhou Ze's side and said, "it's amazing that the interest of psychology masters is to find a free time to cook a pot of broth for themselves, even if they can't eat it at all, they still enjoy this kind of satisfaction."

"All right." Zhou Ze sipped his lips. "When I was a child, I had bad conditions. When I grew up, I realized my dream."

"Come on, have a drink."

Wang Ke Sheng a bowl of soup, which sprinkled with chopped garlic and scallion, but also dropped two drops of sesame oil put some white pepper.

When Zhou Ze was hesitating about whether to force himself to drink some soup, he suddenly noticed that the woman standing beside him was walking on tiptoe,

one step, two steps, three steps,

she went to the pressure cooker and helped Wang Ke to hold the soup. At the same time, she said:

"eat more, don't waste."