But he also shocked me. [He struggled violently, made a loud noise, and screamed hysterically.

I was so frightened that I hid behind my brother. My cousin also took a few steps back. But the parents stepped forward, pressed their son, and spoke to comfort him.

"My child, my child, don't be like this, we know you are not crazy. We are trying to find a way to save you."

At this time, the nurse who was attracted by the sound almost said nothing and gave a shot of sedative first. She also said, don't irritate the patient, let him have a good sleep, and he will be in good spirits, which will be good for his health.

Just when the nurse was holding the person down and sedating him, I heard the child say in a weird voice: "Jin Zi, you are next. Help me, help me. I don't want to die, help me." The voice.

It gradually weakened and the child fell asleep.

The nurse took the injection and said, "This child didn't sleep last night. Let's all go back and give the child some sleep."

After being told this, we had to leave first. When we went downstairs, in the garden, the mother of the child sent us down, still crying softly, asking, is there really nothing we can do?

My heart is heavy, because I can guarantee that the words I heard, "Jin Zi, you are next." are definitely not auditory hallucinations. Now it is no longer a matter of whether to save the child, but whether I want to save myself.

own affairs.

My cousin said he would stay here tonight and take a look. Now he has to go back to take a shower and sleep. At seven o'clock in the evening, he will come over before the hospital's inpatient department closes.

I just think it's dangerous to come here as a cousin, but as a target, it's really not suitable for me to accompany him at this time.

On the way home, my cousin said: "Sister, you heard what that child said, right?"

"I heard it, it's not an auditory hallucination."

My brother said: "The other party actually knows your name. It seems that he is the person around us. The enemy is in the dark, but I am in the light."

"Take it one step at a time." My cousin said, "When you sleep tonight, just like last time, drop four small peach sticks around the bed. No matter whether it is useful or not, just be on guard like this."

I nodded. Actually, I have known that I was the target for a long time, but when someone clearly said it today, the feeling was completely different. The tension immediately rose.

My cousin went to the hospital in the evening, all dressed up. He had already gone out, but he came back to get a porcelain bowl and chopsticks, saying he wanted to check to see if there was anything there. Then he drove over in my car.

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I don’t know what he did. One night, I called him twice. Everything was normal and there was nothing strange. But even so, I still couldn’t sleep all night. The little boy fell into the four corners of the bed.

I don’t know if peach wood sticks are useful.

I fell asleep when it was almost dawn. I didn’t know when the baby woke up, but it was my brother who took him out to look after the baby.

When I woke up, my cousin had already come back. Auntie said he came back at 7 o'clock in the morning, took a shower and went back to his room to sleep.

My cousin is also a big boy, so I can’t just go to his room and watch him sleep. Although I was very anxious and wanted to know the progress of the situation, I decided to wait for him to wake up.

When my cousin woke up, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon. He was sitting at the dining table eating breakfast, lunch and afternoon tea, while I was sitting opposite him and listened to him talk about last night.

The cousin said: "It's okay, maybe he is really crazy. He was fine last night and he woke up. He was still awake. Just when I wanted to ask something, he went crazy. The nurses and doctors came.

Press him on the bed, tie him up, and immediately sedate him."

"Actually, it's quite pitiful, like this."

"There is nothing we can do about it. I picked up the bowl of water with my chopsticks at half past five when I put it on the wrong spot in the room, and the water dripped vertically. It's okay."

"Then why did he say I was the next target yesterday? That wasn't an auditory hallucination."

"Yeah, I can't figure it out either." The cousin answered honestly, and after eating and washing the dishes, he said, "Sister Zhang said later that this is not a ghost possession, and we don't know what it is.

He should hire someone else."

"Then what should I do?" I can ignore the child, but I can't ignore it myself.

"Let's ask my dad and Uncle Li later. Maybe Uncle Li has encountered this kind of thing before." The second uncle's strength is to look at cemeteries. Uncle Li knows this better. But Uncle Li is still our suspect.

First, we can’t completely believe his words.

But sometimes, we still need a little help from him.

The cousin called his second uncle first. After hearing this, the second uncle was also confused. The bowl and chopsticks experiment is the most commonly used, simplest and most accurate method. If this means that there is no problem, then it is really

I don't know what the trouble is.

Actually, with the second uncle's ability, if he really encountered a ghost, he would have a hard time handling it.

Then the cousin called Uncle Li. After thinking for a long time, Uncle Li said: "There is only one possibility, and that is that he is not possessed by a ghost, but has been cursed by someone. He uses Taoism to control others. So those

None of the methods used to detect ghosts can detect ghosts. Even the usual Taoist equipment has no effect on this."

This time we are on top. But obviously, their Taoism is much better than ours.

After finishing the phone call with Uncle Li, I said: "According to my understanding, if you want to use Taoism to control others, you must get part of their bodies, hair, blood, etc., or have their horoscopes. It's all on TV.

It’s like this.”

"TV is not trustworthy." My cousin said, "I'll check online. Maybe there is some way we can try."

Watching him walk into the study, I said, "The Internet is not trustworthy."

Sure enough, two hours later, he came out dejectedly and snatched my baby's corn to eat.

This kind of struggle between Taoism and Dharma is rare, and it is even more difficult to record it in this real society. My secret guard cousin said: "Forget it, let's go to the bank to rent a safe and put it away, so as to reduce the risk of microbiology."

Let’s do our best.”

"I'm not willing to give in. How could there be such a person? If I knew who he was, I would beat him up without any discussion."

I hesitated and said, "I'll go with you tonight to negotiate with the secret man." Since the secret man can see me through the child and send me messages, we can also use that child on the other hand.

The cousin was stunned for a moment, looking at him he wanted to shake his head, but finally nodded.

I kept this matter a secret even from my brother. I knew he was worried about my safety. If he knew that we were going to negotiate with a secret woman, he would never agree. So after dinner, I said

My cousin went to my parents' place, and we ran away when he didn't reply.

The second time I came to the mental hospital, the situation was much worse than the first time. Because the emergency room had just arrested a man who was crazy about slashing people with a knife, and there were police following him. When I arrived at Sister Zhang’s son’s ward,

By the time, I was already covered in cold sweat.

Sister Zhang happened to be fine and was a little surprised when she saw us coming. Because she heard what her husband, who was here with her son last night, said, and she thought we wouldn't come tonight.

We slipped out of time this time. We entered the ward and said, "Sister Zhang, please go out and wait for a moment. I'll talk to your son. If he goes crazy or something later, you don't have to come in. He's not a kidnapper."

Are you there?" I completely believe in the safety belt-like rope on the hospital bed. You must know that it is the result of many experiments after the struggles of countless mental patients.

Sister Zhang was very hesitant and asked us what was wrong. But while pushing her out, her cousin said, "We are looking for the cause of your son's illness. Don't worry, we won't hurt him."

Sister Zhang went out, and my cousin locked the door. Looking at the child on the bed, we were all depressed. What should we do? I don’t know if he has been sedated now. If he has just been sedated, he can’t wake up.

Yes.

Let's try it. Now that it's here, why don't we do it because we are timid? Then when I become like this, won't I be even more scared?

The cousin also had the courage to stand next to the hospital bed, patted the child on the shoulder and said: "Hey, hey, wake up."

After shouting to my cousin a few times, the child really cooperated and woke up.

The child woke up and looked at us, struggled slightly, and his first words were: "Who are you? Where is my mother?"

No, it's normal. Look at that spirit, those eyes, those words, you are a lunatic. I got closer and said: "We are trying to find a way to save you. Are you conscious now? Can you tell me?

What happened?"

The child suddenly became anxious: "Help me, help me. That voice, he controls me. He wants me to commit suicide. I can't control myself."

He was a little excited, and I had to remind him: "Relax, relax, and tell me when it started."

"Weighing weights, weighing weights. I was running and fell. My leg was hit by a weight on the ground and it started to bleed. Then I...I can't remember what happened to me. My memory is intermittent. My mother said that I committed suicide.

.But I don’t have any impression. I can hear the voice in my mind. He controls me. Help me, I don’t want to die. Wuwu..."

After all, he is still a child, but even if he is fourteen or fifteen years old, he will still cry when something happens.

The cousin said: "We are trying our best, we are thinking of ways."

I said: "You have to fight hard against the voice in your heart and don't give up, you know? Human consciousness is actually very powerful. Isn't it true that if you believe these things, you will have them, and if you don't, you will not have them. You must never give up."

The child nodded sharply, but still kept crying. Suddenly, his crying turned into laughter, the kind of laughter that only a madman would have, and mixed with shouting: "Gold, gold...

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Chapter completed!