Xu Huo was very conscious. He knew that Xu Zhi was dead. Even if he saw Xu Zhi in the hospital, it was just his fantasy.
This hospital may not be the location of the replica, but it can undoubtedly affect people's mental state.
The "real world" he saw after escaping, the "family" he sent to the hospital for treatment, and the "relatives" he visited were all steps to destroy his own spiritual world.
The most certain and deep-rooted cognition has been overturned. Everyone will start to doubt themselves, and the people who come in will be affected to some extent. The worse the person's condition, the better this mental hospital seems to be.
"Xu Huo?" Yu Qingqing waved her hand in front of his eyes.
"I want to change my clothes." Xu Huo said and walked to his ward. After entering, he opened his closet, which contained a complete set of new clothes and shoes.
After changing out of his hospital gown, he went to the reception room.
It was already dark by this time.
Father Xu and Ms. Fang were leaning against each other. Their eyes turned red when they saw him. Xu Zhi stood aside and looked much more mature and experienced than Xu Huo remembered.
"You haven't shaved." Xu Huo pointed at Xu Zhi's chin.
Xu Zhi smiled and said, "I've been so busy these days that I haven't had time to tidy up my appearance, but you've tidied up quite cleanly, which is good."
A few people sat down, and Ms. Fang first asked him how he was doing in the hospital, whether he was in a good mood, whether he had enough food, and she also took out a large bag of clothes that she had prepared in advance.
Xu Huo took the things and turned to Xu Zhi, "I heard that you went abroad. What are you doing now?"
"It's not a serious job, I just teach people here and there." Xu Zhi looked very tired. "I still want to open a research institute and do it myself. When working for others, I have to do what others do. It's neither free nor comfortable."
"It's good to do it yourself, are you short of money?" Xu Huo asked.
Xu Zhi smiled and said, "If I am short of money, can I still ask you for it?"
"Don't worry, I'm not short of money, and neither is my family. My parents and I are fine, but I miss you a little. You stay here well, and I'll pick you up after a while. Then our whole family will be together
Go on a self-driving trip.”
Xu Huo stretched out his hand towards him.
"What is this?" Xu Zhi looked at him strangely.
"Have you brought the key?" Xu Huo asked.
Xu Zhi's expression slowly changed, his gentle smile disappeared, and he was cold and a little sad. He asked, "Can't you live a normal life? Your parents are looking forward to your return home."
"Whether my family is together or apart, we are still family, and it will not change because of whether I am normal or not." Xu Huang took back, "Over the years, I have been thinking about your appearance when you were shot, and you left without leaving a word.
My mother has been depressed for two years and my father divorced and moved abroad. My father also has a new family. It seems that we are all moving forward, but this article will never be over."
"Now I have the opportunity to turn over this article."
Xu Zhi cried, and slowly took out a key from his bag and put it on the table, "Xu Huo, don't forget me."
"No." Xu Huo picked up the key and the door appeared in front of him again. He stepped onto the spiral staircase again and began to run down quickly.
Soon, the first person appeared, then the second, and then the third.
The three people followed him, and then disappeared one after another without catching up with anyone. After a while, the process repeated again.
It was like this for a full twenty-four hours before he reached the bottom of the tower. This time the round tower was not as bright as the last time. In the dimness, the black sheet on the round table was enlarged, and the playing cards, bloody dagger and white-shell book were all there.
It looks dim.
Xu Huo walked over and sat down, placing his hands on the table. The white-covered book first lit up.
After a few minutes, the black flakes shrank. At the same time, the inside of the tower also began to brighten. The light became dazzling for a time. He subconsciously closed his eyes, but when he opened them again, there were three more chairs beside the round table, and they were sitting on them.
Three mannequin-like shadows, three black figures without facial contours, all turned to look at him.
Xu Huo did not speak, but tried to open the book in front of him, but failed to open it.
After a stalemate for half an hour, one of the figures raised his playing cards and asked him, "What suit do you think this is?"
A voice exactly like his own, but with a slightly higher pitch and a joking tone.
"Heart peach." Xu Huo answered his question.
The playing cards were put back on the table, this time facing up. It was an "Ace of Hearts", but the suit on it had melted away visibly to the naked eye.
Xu Huo frowned, and the figure behind the playing cards disappeared.
The second figure picked up the dagger and said in a flat and emotionless voice: "Whose blood?"
"Xu Zhi's."
The figure stabbed himself in the chest with a dagger, and then disappeared.
In the end, only a figure and the black sheet in front of him were left.
The third figure did not ask questions, but patted the black sheet. What was originally placed on the table like paper suddenly turned into a shadow and spread quickly, submerging everything including the round tower and the spiral staircase, leaving only Xu Huo and
The white shell book in front of him.
Xu Huo couldn't see himself. He could only see the book in front of him, so he reached for it and opened the cover.
The white color spread out from the book, and soon opened a path in the pure black, leading to the spiral staircase and then spiraling upward, dyeing all the stone steps white. The uneven stone surface was like boiling water churning rapidly, and it took a few minutes to calm down.
Be calm and gradually become smooth.
Xu Huo looked around and stepped back onto the spiral staircase without staying too long.
The new steps were like water. Every time he took a step, ripples would spread out, and the white color would spread around. As he walked, the edges of the originally neat steps overlapped in arcs, and the area expanded accordingly.
Walking out of the round tower was his room. Xu Huo rubbed his brows and sat down on the bed, thinking about how to control the round tower.
"Dong Dong Dong! Dong Dong Dong!" There was a rapid knock on the door. He turned around and saw the tall black man and said: "The door is unlocked."
The tall black man turned the door handle hard, but the door could not be opened. He said in panic: "Please, open the door for me..."
Xu Huo realized that the other party's mental power had been strengthened. He quickly walked over and opened the door. The tall black man squeezed in and closed the door first. As he locked it, he said: "There is a weirdo chasing me!"
"There's nothing outside." Xu Huo glanced.
"Yes! Yes!" The tall black man was very excited. He leaned against the door and peeked out from the corner of the glass window. "He had stitches on his face. He was obviously a man, but he took a woman's hand and did a manicure...
Ah! I overheard the doctor's conversation when I came out. They want to use us for human experiments and turn us into monsters!"
Xu Huo knocked the person down with a punch and dragged him to the corner, "Just be patient for a while. I'm in trouble if you imagine a weirdo."
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