Chapter 246: Tears Wet Pear Blossoms
Ning Zhe actually had psychological expectations about what would happen after his death.
After controlling Jueyuan, Ning Zhe gave the two ghosts in his body the ideological stamp of "I am Ning Zhe". In other words, both Tai Yi and Zhao You now think that they are themselves. It's Ning Zhe.
Jueyuan thinks that he is Yu Ziqian, and at the same time, he is also stamped with the thought of "Ning Zhe is Yu Ziqian" by Ning Zhe.
In other words, if Ning Zhe is killed, the world will lose an upgraded person named Ning Zhe, and at the same time, there will be three more who have inherited all of Ning Zhe’s memories and have self-awareness and thinking ability. , a real ghost.
After Ning Zhe's death, Tai Yi, who inherited all his memories and self-understanding, would no longer wander around aimlessly as before. Instead, he would think and act as Ning Zhe and bring nightmares to the world. .
The same is true for Zhaoyou and Jueyuan.
The rigid logic of rules and the level of terror of ghosts with self-awareness are completely different concepts. The latter is a hundred times more dangerous than the former.
For example, when we were in Hejia Village, Zhao You’s almanac was hanging there. Anyone who wanted to read it could just open it and read it. The snake god would not stop it, nor would it deliberately induce others to violate taboos. The snake god is fair.
But once the snake god possesses Ning Zhe’s memory and self-awareness...
That’s the horror story.
Ning Zhe will come to kill Lan Shiwen when he is alive. After Ning Zhe's death, the ghost who inherited his will will still continue to chase Lan Shiwen. The manpower is endless and the weirdness is endless. Lan Shiwen is endless in this world. Falling into despair in the cycle of death, he finally decided... to give in.
“After I was killed by Lan Shiwen, Jueyuan was expanded macroscopically. Jueyuan, who thought he was Ning Zhe, inherited all my memories. He will continue to think and act according to my way of thinking. So when Lan Shiwen regretted it, Jue Yuan gave him a ideological seal. "
It was undoubtedly in Ning Zhe's interests to put a ideological seal on Lan Shiwen. .
Jueyuan, who thought he was Ning Zhe, also came to the same conclusion and made the same choice as Ning Zhe.
"It seems that we are now grasshoppers tied to a rope." Ning Zhe looked at Lan Shiwen and said with a smile.
The so-called [Death Return] means that after the person holding this ability triggers death, the time of the entire world will automatically go back to the state before death. Except for the returner himself, everyone’s Memories will be reset as the world goes back and will not be retained.
——The memory of other people is not retained, that is to say, the memory of the returner is retained.
The ideological stamp on Lan Shiwen's mind is also retained.
After all, the so-called ‘thought’ is memory.
"Frankly speaking, I don't want to be tied to a rope with you." Lan Shiwen opened the door and got out of the car with a cold face, and said: "I will do my best to help you, but I want to remind you that among those who are promoted, Please don’t let this matter affect my family. I’m going home for dinner now.”
“Of course, I won’t bother you anymore.” Ning Zhe agreed happily without any bargaining. Stimulate him again.
This guy's mentality of dying all the time has long been abnormal. His usual gentleness is all pretending, but Lan Shiwen has actually gone crazy a long time ago.
Ning Zhe never believed in people, he only believed in ghosts. Lan Shiwen, who has been stamped with his ideological stamp, is obviously worthy of a certain degree of trust from him.
At 11:30 noon, Lan Shiwen returned home.
Putting on slippers, he walked into the living room. An Xiaoyu, who was sitting at the dining table and scrolling through Douyin, put down his phone and stood up. He came to Lanshi Tattoo with a worried look on his face: "Xiaolan, what's wrong with you? She looks so bad, maybe she encountered something..."
Before she finished speaking, Lan Shiwen hugged her.
"Uh... Xiaolan?"
"Don't talk, let me hold you for a while." Lan Shiwen hugged An Xiaoyu's shoulders tightly with both hands, burying his whole face in on her neck.
"Huh? Of course that's good." An Xiaoyu also hugged Lan Shiwen and gently stroked his trembling back with her palms.
After separating from Lan Shiwen, Ning Zhe came to Yundu Municipal Hospital to visit Bai Zhi who was paralyzed in bed due to a car accident.
The visit to Bai Zhi was just incidental. The main purpose of Ning Zhe's coming here was to give Feng Yushu a new thought stamp - the stamp that was previously stamped on the aunt's mind was copied by Tai Yi. The influence of the false rules will gradually fade as time goes by. It is not as absolute and extreme as the real ghost. It is necessary to use Jueyuan to make up for it.
Outside Bai Zhi's ward, Ning Zhe saw Feng Yushu, who was wearing a black gauze skirt. A light veil held her plump figure, and a snow-white pear blossom was tied in her hair. The eye sockets were slightly red and swollen, as if he had just cried. The haggard expression and the faint sadness lingering between his eyebrows could not be concealed even with makeup.
Auntie's pear blossoms with rain are still very beautiful, but her mood is not very beautiful. The sadness between her eyebrows and slightly pursed pink lips add a sad temperament to her that I feel pity for, just like the finishing touch. A stroke of God made the whole painting come alive.
How about saying that you want to be pretty and be filial?
Feng Yushu stood at the door of the ward with her head lowered and wiping tears. She didn't notice a figure walking towards her and silently stopped not far from her. Ning Zhe lowered his eyes and looked at her silently without making a sound.
Wearing a mourning black dress, she is like a beautiful piece of porcelain with cracks at the moment. Her soft body exudes the charm of brokenness, arousing the hidden desire for destruction and nameless flames in people's hearts. He was ready to move, to trample on her, to bully her, to destroy her weak body into pieces.
Ning Zhe pressed his temples and said softly: "Auntie, can you give me a tissue?"
"Okay... hmm?" Feng Yushu was stunned for a moment and suddenly raised his head. , saw Ning Zhe’s gentle smile: “Ning Zhe?”
Ning Zhe smiled and said nothing. He took out a tissue from the bag in Feng Yushu's hand and wiped away the tears on the tip of her nose: "I'm so sad, my makeup is all wet from crying."
"Me, myself It's okay..." Feng Yushu didn't She cooed in a low voice. Although she said this, the two hands hanging in front of her did not look like they were going to lift up at all. She let Ning Zhe wipe away the warm water on her face like a child cooperating with her mother to wash her face. Tear stains and spent makeup.
Feng Yushu doesn’t like to use waterproof makeup because she is worried that it will be bad for her skin. Ning Zhe remembers this.
Throwing the wet paper ball into the trash can on the side of the corridor, Ning Zhe turned sideways and looked into the ward. He saw smooth black hair spread out on the snow-white sheets, and the girl's thin body was flat. Lying on the hospital bed, his head was buried in the pillow.
"Ning Zhe, Ah Zhi..." Feng Yushu opened her mouth, but hesitated and hesitated. Her depressed voice unconsciously became much softer: "The doctor said that her spine was damaged, and everything below the waist was damaged. Paralyzed, I may have to sit in a wheelchair for the rest of my life...I, I don't know, what to do..."
(End of this chapter)