There are only 48 steps from the first floor to the fourth floor.
In the past, the fastest journey was only half a minute, but now, for Ju Xiaoxing, it seemed as long as half a century.
She didn't know why the neighborhood she was supposed to be familiar with looked a little different, and she didn't know who the voice that seemed to come from the sky was, but the dark shadow behind her that was chasing after her like a demon was her.
This is a nightmare that will never be forgotten.
He was a thin, even thin man, but no matter how hard Ju Xiaoxing tried, he could not see his face clearly, as if the man's facial features were always covered by a layer of mist that seemed to be there but not there.
She didn't know what the other party was going to do to her, but she was extremely frightened inside, as if she had already experienced some kind of heartbreaking pain.
The demon just jumped out of the trees beside the road and hugged her arms tightly from behind. The voice from the underworld reminded her that there was a fruit knife in her pocket, so she stabbed the demon with the knife.
The devil's legs were lucky enough to escape.
The blood that the demon shed almost stained half of his trousers red, but the knife still inserted in his leg did not seem to cause any harm to him. The demon only staggered a few steps, and after pulling out the knife, he was still walking as fast as flying.
The tip of his tongue licked the blood dripping from the blade, and the other person's cold eyes, which were like poisonous snakes, made Ju Xiaoxing shudder. It was as if the bones in his two legs had been ripped off in an instant, and he almost had no strength to stand.
Run! You'll be safe if you run home!
That voice in the dark had become Ju Xiaoxing's last life-saving straw. The moment she regained control of her body, she burst out with all the power she had accumulated in her body and ran towards home at a sprint speed of 100 meters.
The devil still seemed to be following behind her at a leisurely pace, as leisurely as a walk, but the distance between him and her was obviously constantly shortening.
Fifty meters...thirty meters...twenty meters...
When Ju Xiaoxing fled into the unit door downstairs like a frightened rabbit, the distance between the two was already less than five meters.
"Help! That devil is about to catch me! Help me!"
Ju Xiaoxing didn't know who the voice was, but it was her only and last hope.
"Ju Xiaoxing, don't panic, there is a bag of soybeans in the corner of the third floor, knock it over!" The voice in the darkness did not abandon her after all.
Sure enough, there was an open bag of soybeans at the corner of the third floor.
Ju Xiaoxing remembered that there was no such thing when she went downstairs just now. Maybe someone had dried it here after she left? But this is no longer important.
As his body passed by quickly, Ju Xiaoxing violently pushed the full bag of soybeans to the ground. Tens of thousands of round and plump soybeans were sprinkled on the stairs below. The sound of clattering was like a summer rainstorm, and the entire place was shaken.
The corridor was dyed a layer of harvest-like gold.
There was a dull sound of heavy objects rolling down the stairs behind him, and the almost tangible and terrifying pressure behind him also lightened up. But Ju Xiaoxing didn't even dare to look back to see the results. He seized this rare opportunity and rushed forward in one breath.
Went up to the fourth floor.
"I...I can't find my key!"
Ju Xiaoxing searched all over his body but could not find the key, and the heavy footsteps came from the bottom of the stairs again.
"Don't worry, you took it out just now and didn't notice it. Look down and see that the key is at your feet." The voice from somewhere sounded again at the right time.
Shivering, Ju Xiaoxing picked up the key at his feet, and finally unlocked the door and escaped into the room at the moment when the devil appeared at the corner of the stairs.
Before she could feel the sense of security brought to her by the hard and cold touch of the steel security door, her vision suddenly went dark and she knew nothing.
…
"The treatment is over?"
Wu Ansu stared at Li Mengnan's face. Although she didn't know what exactly happened just now, the conversation between Li Mengnan and Ju Xiaoxing was very concrete, and she could roughly guess part of the scene.
"We can't talk about treatment, it can only be regarded as an examination."
Li Mengnan moved his body, which was slightly stiff due to concentration, and walked to the window to open the curtains. Bright and soft sunlight once again filled the entire ward.
"How is it? Can it be recovered?" Wu Ansu doesn't care about the process, she just wants to see the final result.
"The situation is more complicated than I expected. If it was just a simple logic bomb causing memory fragmentation, it wouldn't be a problem, but I didn't expect that there is such a nightmare hidden in Ju Xiaoxing's subconscious."
The chaos in Ju Xiaoxing's body monitoring data just now triggered an alarm on the instrument. Several medical staff rushed over to check the situation. Li Mengnan glanced at Wu Ansu and walked out of the ward along the stairs to the rooftop.
The roof rooftop of the inpatient department is also one of the activity venues open to patients. However, compared with the small garden behind the building lined with green trees and singing birds, the bare roof with only a few chairs is really not an attractive place, except at dusk.
Look at the sunset, few people come here at other times.
"Did you just say nightmare? What was that?" Wu Ansu couldn't wait to ask as soon as he reached the roof.
Li Mengnan waved his hand, first took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, lit it and took a deep breath, saying that he was choked up in the ward just now.
"In a general sense, nightmares are actually the subconscious memory residues of the things that humans fear most or care about most. Because they often reappear in dreams in a concrete form, they are also called nightmares...that is, what we often
Talk about psychological shadow."
Li Mengnan walked to the guardrail beside the rooftop, looked at the flow of people coming and going in the square below, flicked the ashes of his cigarette and continued: "People can't be fearless, nor can they be without regrets, so everyone is bound to have nightmares.
.It’s just that the intensity of most nightmares will continue to weaken as time goes by, that is, they will be gradually forgotten by us, but there are also a very few that will be firmly entrenched in the subconscious and become nightmares that linger throughout life...
…Just like Ju Xiaoxing is now.”
Whether in China or abroad, nightmares have been said since ancient times. Li Mengnan just re-elaborated it from a scientific perspective. It is not difficult for Wu Ansu to understand this.
"Will this nightmare have any impact on Ju Xiaoxing's recovery of consciousness?"
"Under normal circumstances, although nightmares can cause a certain degree of damage to a person's mental state, it is not a big deal. However, for people like Ju Xiaoxing whose memory has been severely damaged, it can be quite troublesome..."
Li Mengnan knew that Wu Ansu would not be able to understand this, so he gave a more vivid example - it is like a person who is hungry and wants to go out to buy food. Originally, he only needs to walk a few hundred meters to the supermarket, but he opens the door and finds that he is outside the house.
Crouching was an equally hungry wolf.
What Ju Xiaoxing is facing now is such a tangled state. If he wants to retrieve his memory, he must leave the room and go to the outside world. However, when he leaves the room, he will be attacked by nightmares. Not only must he experience the painful memories again, but also
Return the result of searching for memory to zero.
Just like starting over from the resurrection point after death in the game.
"Then wouldn't this become an endless cycle? Wouldn't Ju Xiaoxing never wake up?"
Wu Ansu thought that Ju Xiaoxing could identify the murderer based on the memory in his dream after waking up, but this was obviously ruined.
Li Mengnan shrugged, pretending to be relaxed and said: "Don't be so pessimistic. This cycle of death can actually be broken - as long as Ju Xiaoxing kills the nightmare in his dream."
"It's as if you didn't say anything."
Wu Ansu rolled his eyes at Li Mengnan, and his words were as perfunctory as what doctors often say, "We have done our best, the rest depends on the patient's will to survive."
"Then what do you want me to say? Patting my chest to ensure that the medicine will cure the disease? Sister, I'm just a magician. Treating people is enough of a derelict job. Do you still expect me to cure all diseases? I'm not a retired person.
Military doctor..."
Li Mengnan jumped up and sat on the guardrail of the rooftop, leaning on the protective barbed wire, crossing his legs, and continued to complain with a helpless look on his face: "You police officers should have the most experience in this regard. If the victim can't think about it, no one else can persuade him."
It has a great effect... A heart disease needs a heart medicine doctor, and to untie a bell, it needs a person to tie the bell. Do you think this is just a casual comment?"
Wu Ansu thought about it, but that was the case. Perhaps it was because Li Mengnan had created so many incredible miracles that she had the illusion that he was omnipotent.
After all, Li Mengnan is just an ordinary person who can do tricks.
"Ju Xiaoxing's illness can only rely on her own will? Is there any other way? Folk remedies will also work..." Wu Ansu was still very stubborn and refused to give up.
"Yes, I have two other ways to wake her up."
Although Wu Ansu had no hope at all, Li Mengnan unexpectedly raised two fingers.
"The first method is to find a real Xiangxi corpse hunter. They also belong to the line of alchemists back then. They are exactly the opposite of our line of magicians who study living people. Their specialty is studying the dead and the living dead.
Maybe they will have a treatment for a condition like Ju Xiaoxing's."
Wu Ansu's facial muscles twitched a few times involuntarily. This was the first time she had heard of Li Mengnan, a magician. It was the mysterious profession of exorcist who was not sure whether it even existed. If she could find it, she would
Damn it.
Li Mengnan obviously knew that Wu Ansu would definitely not be able to do the first plan, and did not give her time to think about it. He continued: "The second plan is to bring out the sub-personality in Ju Xiaoxing's subconscious, which is commonly known as the second personality...
"
"Second personality? Isn't that something that only mentally ill people have?" Wu Ansu's first reaction was to think of those perverted murderers with split personalities in movies.
"Actually, many people, including professional psychiatrists, think so. It's not surprising that you would think this way."