The meaning of this sentence is that if I want to truly cure my disease, I need to rely on myself to break my own spiritual world and get out of it.
That is to say, I want to go back to three years ago, when I was writing a novel. At that time, I was going crazy because I couldn't think of the answer. This time, let me think of the answer.-So that I won't go crazy.
So Master came up with a way. This method was actually thought up by me who was crazy. He first found Chen Liren, the president of Mingcha Detective Agency, and entrusted him to find my long-lost friend Hu Zi.
That is Chen Laohu.
Huzi was very surprised when he heard the news that I was crazy, and he was willing to cooperate with Master and put on a play. In order to cooperate with Master's plan, Huzi helped Master find Chen Wenhai, a former Northeastern duo actor, because he had certain acting talent
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After all, not just anyone can deceive me, it requires acting skills. Moreover, Chen Wenhai had a twin brother who was already terminally ill at the time.
Their original plan was to let Chen Wenhai pretend to be dead. But Zhu Kaihua's death made them excited, because using a corpse to confuse me was more in line with the content of my book.
Later, Chen Liren found Tian Juan, because Tian Juan has a sister, which is consistent with the situation of the female ghosts Lan Xin and Xigua in my book.
Chen Liren is the person who remitted the most money in Master's remittance list. This is not without reason, because Master is by my side, and all the things Master plans are handled by him. In fact, Chen Liren pities Master for my sake.
Sorry, I have already collected a lot less commission.
Otherwise, Miao people and other extras are not so easy to find.
After arranging everything, I "smoothly" received a call from Huzi, and a series of stories unfolded.
Then I was taken back to Fujian - this was the first time we were separated. At that time, I listened to Master and wanted to escape from this mystery.
In fact, no, because at that time, I needed injections, and my disease needed to be controlled with drugs. This injection was a cycle, and the cycle was three years.
So Master took me back to see a psychiatrist, Guo Wenyuan. Because this doctor was so arrogant, he was unwilling to go to Qiqihar to inject me.
But something unexpected happened. When I saw Lan Xin, I thought I couldn't get rid of her, but I left without saying goodbye! This matter went beyond Master's plan, so he had to spend money again to impress the doctor and let him
I followed my assistant with me.
This is what I told you on the long-distance bus. I was being followed. These three people were from Putian, and the tracking method was very clumsy.
After they found out about the hotel I was staying in, Huzi colluded with the hotel manager who was submissive to us at the time, and my food was drugged. When I was almost unconscious, three of their doctors got in and treated me.
Got the injection.
Afterwards, the manager deleted the surveillance in the hotel.
At this point, the unexpected situation of me running away from home was finally solved by Master, and he discovered that I had been injected and found you. Forensic doctor Zheng Jiangtao did a test on me.
As you can imagine, Zheng Jiangtao was also bribed by him.
Master actually guessed at that time that the person I trusted the most in Qiqihar was you. If something happened to me about being injected, you would be the first person I looked for. But he was afraid that I would escape again. At that time, Hu Zi was actually there.
He was monitoring me in the hotel, and even if I went to another hospital for testing, he would bribe the doctor as quickly as possible.
The answers I know are all the same.
When my injections were finished, the master's plan was basically coming to an end, so he asked my master to send his apprentice to deliver the letter to me, hoping that I would go back to my hometown.
Going back to my hometown was just a shot of vaccination, so that I would not be too panicked when I learned the final truth, because Master believed that everything I experienced when I returned to my hometown would remind me of this answer.
This is the whole story. Although I don’t want to admit it and dare not admit it, the fact is here and has never left it.
I am a madman, and my master is saving my soul.
I was depressed and didn't know who to talk to. Master said that this method could really help me recover, but why didn't I feel that I was recovering, but instead felt that I was getting more and more crazy?
I am very sorry for your taking care of me for such a period of time. I appreciate you very much. This appreciation has nothing to do with appearance and goes straight to the soul.
I just don’t know if I am qualified to talk about the soul.
Epilogue 1, Hu Zi
My name is Huzi, and my nickname is Chen Laohu. I know that everyone is familiar with me. I don’t know how to describe my character. That is, because of this indescribable character, I have few friends, and even I
My relatives have very little contact with me.
My parents died when I was very young. They died in a disaster in the village. In that disaster, countless people died in the village. However, no one has ever given us the results of that disaster.
, the survivors who were busy making a living did not pursue the matter.
No money, no energy, no perseverance, no courage.
When I felt that my own strength could bring me money, I went to Guangzhou with a distant cousin. I never thought about starting my own business. I just wanted to work and earn money to marry that silly little bun who liked me.
After many twists and turns, I became a young and Dangerous boy, and met the only friend I have ever had in my life, Zhao Sanliang. The two of us hacked our eldest brother's money together, and were hunted down. After that, I
After returning to his hometown in Qiqihar, he went to Fujian with his half-hearted master.
This separation lasted six years.
I thought about him, but never thought of contacting him. For no other reason than I was having a very unsatisfactory life and was too embarrassed to see my friends. I know Zhao Sanliang too well, he is very smart, and he is a person who is unwilling to settle for the ordinary.
And I believe he will definitely succeed.
As one lyric goes:
Friends, friends
have you ever thought of me
if you are enjoying happiness
please forget me
Friends, friends
have you ever remembered me
if you are suffering from misfortune
please tell me
Until one day, a person found me. I didn’t know this person, but he knew me. He told me that his name was Chen Liren. A person entrusted him to find me. This person told him that after he found me, he told me a
Just a name is enough, this name is Zhao Sanliang.
I thought my brother was so prosperous that he could find a detective to find me, but he gave me two things, an unfinished suspense novel and a personal letter.
Only then did I realize that my brother had become a writer, and this novel was his work. He used my name in the book.
He has not forgotten me, which is good. I decided to go find him and get drunk. I also want to tell him, Sanliang, Huzi has never forgotten you in the past six years.
But when I read the letter, I burst into tears and Zhao Sanliang went crazy.
My brother he's crazy.
I heard a saying that if you are not crazy, you will not survive. I understand why he is crazy, because he is too persistent. He has reached the point where he is not willing to die.
The letter was written by that sinister old man. He arranged in detail what I needed to do and what scenes I needed to cooperate with him in. He also said that by saying this, I could save my brother.
I believed him and started making arrangements. Together with Chen Liren, we found the actors mentioned in the letter. We rehearsed again and again. Because of this, I quit my job and spent almost all my savings.
Everything was ready and I met him, my brother.
There are no traces of madness on his body, he is still as sunny and handsome as he was a few years ago. The tempering of time makes his eyebrows sharper. His eyes are like a knife, wise, calm and confident.
Maybe he himself can't feel all this.
I strictly followed the plan and deceived my only brother. I looked at his confused eyes and even peeked at his frowning expression when he was alone in the room thinking. My heart was bleeding.
Some things you know are wrong but you still do.
Although I asked the old man what the chance of being cured of his illness was by lying to him like this, the old man replied that it was only 50%.
If he can guess the answer, he can be cured.
So I was nervous all the time. I was afraid that he would see something, that I was acting, and that he would not recognize me as a friend.
But I'm more afraid that he won't be able to guess the ending. Then his illness will fall into a terrifying reincarnation.
He returned to Fujian, and I couldn't sleep or eat well here because I was afraid that the drama we planned would be too scary and weird, which would scare him away and make him finally choose to escape, which would mean that he gave up the opportunity for treatment.
Fortunately, he came back, but his return this time disrupted our plans. The hotel he stayed in was not my home, and we were not allowed to perform.
I found the hotel manager and wanted to bribe him with money. This time, it was the first time I used the old man's money. This time, it was because I was really penniless.
Nonsense, he is that old man's apprentice, and he is also my brother.
However, you will not understand the cynicism I suffered from that manager. He looked at me like an idiot, because what we are about to do in the hotel is related to the hotel's reputation and the manager's job.
If word gets out about this, their credibility will plummet.
None of this can be measured by my 50,000 yuan red envelope.
But I couldn't just give up. I explained to him in detail our good intentions and the importance of this plan to me, but he remained unmoved.
I had no choice but to kneel in his office.
I kneel down to this person who is younger than me.
I understand the principle of a man having gold at his knees. Yes, gold has a price, but brothers are priceless. You, Old Gou Wu, can spend all your wealth for your disciples, even if you are terminally ill without treatment, I, Chen Laohu, can also sacrifice thousands of taels of gold at my knees for my brothers.
gold!
The hotel manager agreed, and he told me, I am also curious about what kind of person this is for you to abandon your dignity for him.
I remember that I smiled and knelt down and said to him: He is an ordinary person. He is my brother, that’s all.