A wailing sound came from an old house in the old town of Fengcheng, and the sound scared away a group of sparrows standing on the telephone poles.
The old ladies chatting under the tree stopped talking at the same time and looked at a window on the first floor of a building not far away.
"Have the children of the old Shen family started again?" one of them asked.
"Yeah, at this time every day I'm rolling on the ground in pain." The person next to me agreed.
"Why don't you go to the hospital for medical treatment if it hurts so much?" asked a person who didn't know the truth.
"Why didn't you go? His parents took him to many hospitals, and the results showed that there was nothing wrong with him." Someone who knew the inside story replied.
"No way, is there any problem that it will hurt like this?"
"Is there any new disease that cannot be detected by the current medical conditions?" A retired doctor said anxiously while playing chess with others, which reminded him of some bad memories.
"In my opinion, I may have hit something." An old man whispered: "My family asked me where there is a master who can treat weak patients." He exchanged the information he had.
"You're in the first month of the year, don't talk nonsense!" The person who seemed to be his wife stopped him.
"No matter what method is used, I hope that the child can recover as soon as possible, and everyone will be frightened." Someone lamented.
Just as everyone was about to disperse and go back to make lunch, a young man walked up to him with a bag in his hand and looked at it as he walked.
The slender young man was wearing casual clothes and a pair of running shoes. The bag was bulging, and he didn't know what was in it.
I saw him walking up to a grandfather and saying: "Grandpa, happy New Year, I want to ask you for the building number. How to get to Building 8?"
"Building 8." Grandpa reached out and pointed to the place where the sound just came out, "That's the building."
"Okay, thank you, grandpa." The young man thanked him and walked in that direction.
The young man is Song Qing. He is here today to deal with a supernatural incident that is said to be very troublesome.
To be cautious, he made some preparations after receiving the invitation.
After arriving in this city, I went to my colleague Xiao Li to get a preliminary understanding of the situation. The parents of the person involved found him based on the phone number he provided. It is said that Xiao Li can handle ordinary situations. It seems that he really needs to be treated with caution.
Already.
From Xiao Li's description, we learned that the person who suffered the illness was named Shen Zhigang, a freshman. He usually likes to delve into the occult. According to him, he had learned some relevant knowledge online and became proficient in it.
Shen Zhigang liked a girl when he was in high school. The two of them were admitted to the same university. To be precise, Sun Zhigang knew in advance the school the girl wanted to attend. After the college entrance examination, he filled in the same application form as the girl. Fortunately, both of them were admitted at the same time.
Admitted.
After entering college, Shen Zhigang expressed his feelings to the girl, but the girl did not accept it.
After school during the winter vacation of her freshman year, the girl played some scary and dangerous games with a group of other girls. Later, for some unknown reason, the girl became abnormal and became more and more serious.
Based on the knowledge he learned online, Shen Zhigang determined what the girl was obsessed with.
Perhaps to express himself or to test what he had learned, he said to the girl: Why are you pestering her? Come at me if you can!
At that time, the girl laughed strangely and fainted.
Later, Shen Zhigang gradually became like this.
Song Qing heard the wailing sound from afar. When he walked to the gate of Building 8 and found that the sound was also coming from this building, he followed the sound to the door of that house and pressed the doorbell.
After hearing the sound of chains, the door opened, and a middle-aged woman with disheveled hair opened the door.
"Hello, is this Mr. Shen's home? My name is Song Qing. You called me a few days ago."
"Hello, Mr. Song, please come in!" Mother Shen opened the door. Song Qing came in and quickly closed and locked the door.
"Mr. Song, please sit down first and I'll make tea. The house is a bit messy, please don't mind." Mother Shen apologized while getting tea.
"You're too kind."
Mother Shen brought tea and sat across from Song Qing, looking tired.
"I'm not afraid of Mr. Song's jokes. My father and I can't stand it any longer. We have to look at him every day, and he will run away if we don't pay attention. We both have to take turns looking at him day and night, which is okay. Every day. At this time, it hurts and is rolling all over the floor. We can't help but we can only watch if we are anxious. Please help us, Mr. Song."
"Let me take a look first." Song Qing put down the tea cup and stood up with the bag, "Auntie, please take me to his room."
Mother Shen took out a key and took Song Qing to the room at the end of the corridor. In addition to the original lock, there was an old-fashioned lock installed on the door.
Mother Shen unlocked the lock and pushed the door open.
Inside the door, Shen Zhigang was lying on the ground. There was no good place in the room and everything was not in its original position.
Song Qing pulled up a chair and sat down, putting his bag at his feet.
Looked at Shen Zhigang quietly.
About a quarter of an hour passed, and Shen Zhigang's wailing slowly stopped.
He stood up slowly and sat down on another chair.
"Auntie, can you please go out for a while so that I can have a chat with him."
"Hey, hey," Shen's mother agreed hurriedly. It had been a long time since she had seen her son behave like a normal and quiet person.
"Mind your own business. I advise you to go back and forth from wherever you are." Shen Zhigang said.
"For what?" Song Qing asked.
"Isn't he crazy? Since he bumped into me, I will make him pay the price."
"He has been tortured by you to the point of being reduced to human form. Isn't that enough?"
"All arrogant and stupid people get S."
"Then there's nothing more to say." Song Qing stood up, picked up the bag, and walked out.
The moment the door closed, Jie Jie's strange laughter sounded from behind.
Mother Shen came up to her, and Song Qing's eyes signaled her to go out and speak.
Behind the locks on the third floor and the third floor again, Shen's mother followed him to the community park.
"Auntie, in his condition, I'm afraid that I might accidentally hurt you by myself."
"To be on the safe side, it's better to wait for my master to come back. Then please bring your children here." Song Qing gave her the address of the Taoist temple.
"Master, I can't contact him right now. I will call you when I do. It shouldn't take long."
Shen's mother took the note. In view of her son's reaction today, Shen's mother was full of affection for this young master. Besides, she had no choice but to become a living doctor.
"Okay, I'll listen to you."
"In addition, it is best not to stimulate him during this period."
"Okay! Okay!" Mother Shen nodded quickly.
Looking at the haggard woman in front of him, Song Qing couldn't bear to say anything more and turned to leave.
