The dark corridor was filled with gloomy wind.

As a descendant of Yuling, I know the taboos of gods and ghosts in the world, but I still can't believe it when I encounter this kind of thing, because from the beginning to the end, the taboos on my hand never light up, or even have no reaction at all.

"This only shows that there is no evil here. Maybe this madman is really still alive." I thought to myself.

Even the Contractor of Gods and Ghosts couldn't do anything about it. I swallowed involuntarily and looked at the dark corridor, feeling a little unsure. Huo Xinlan on the side looked a little weird. She was a little uneasy but also looked very calm.

.

The dean coughed up two mouthfuls of bloody sputum, and his dry voice became more gloomy as he said: "The last crazy devil is more terrifying than a ghost. Although he is deaf and mute, he can destroy people's brain waves and cause terrible hallucinations. Thirty

Over the years, that freak's vicious resentment has driven countless people crazy and committing suicide."

"Is that person still alive? There is no one in the cell." I was already a little exhausted.

"He is still alive! He is in the dungeon. From the moment you want to see him, he is aware of your consciousness, gradually destroys your spirit, and makes you hallucinate. So, he is right in front of you, and you

But I can’t see him.”

"Brain waves?" I feel a little incredible. There are ghosts and ghosts in this world that are difficult for ordinary people to understand and believe. But if there is another state of existence in this world - consciousness, then I can't believe it.

"You mean he lives by consciousness?"

"Yes." The dean nodded solemnly, "Diseases in the mental realm can also be contagious. If you are exposed to those dangerous severe lunatics for a long time, you will soon become gloomy, melancholy, and schizophrenic..."

"Dean, how many of the patients here are still alive?"

The dean stopped, his whole body trembling, and said: "They are still alive, but they are no longer human. If you ask if those 'people' are still alive, I can only say that 'those people' are already dead."

"I don't quite understand what you are saying."

"What is a human being?" the dean asked with a half-smile.

"The sum of all social relations." I answered without thinking.

"This is Marx's point of view. If a person no longer has thoughts and consciousness, is he still a human being?" The dean's rebuttal seemed to be full of extremes. He seemed very excited about this issue, and seemed to feel uneasy all of a sudden.

"It has lost the essential characteristics of a human being, and only a human body remains. That is not a human being, and it is definitely not a human being. It is just a walking corpse, a beast that can roar and eat people. That is not a human being, and it is definitely not a human being..." the dean said tremblingly.

"It looks like he was greatly stimulated." I said to Huo Xinlan.

"If I leave you here for a few years, you will become like him." Huo Xinlan said disdainfully, "He is pretty good. The five deans before him all died violent deaths!"

"So you know all this. You brought me here, and it seems you designed it." I followed Huo Xinlan's words.

Huo Xinlan was not polite at all and didn't say anything to me. She just glanced at me, sneered and said, "So what?"

I shook my head and said, "Of course it won't happen!"

"Dean, what do you mean when you say '8462' died five times?" I asked.

"Come with me!" After saying that, the dean turned around and took us away.

"Where to go?"

"laboratory!"

Passing through an old forest, the laboratory is on the mountain pass behind the forest.

The graves in the dark forest are like the bumps on a toad's back, all bulging.

"Alas...these mentally ill people rotted to death, and no one recognized their bodies. We buried them here. Massive graves without tombstones. Hehe, every night I dream about those mentally ill people sitting on the graves and smiling ferociously at you...

"

Beside several piles of barren graves, there were several broken pots for burning paper money.

The dean knelt down, lit a few pieces of paper money, and then threw them into the basin.

"What an injustice... Even monks and Taoists dare not come to this hellish place... They have so much grievances, they can't be saved, they can't be saved... They were discriminated against and abandoned by their relatives during their lives, and even the underworld didn't dare to take them in after their death.

"

I looked around and found that this place was indeed a place of great evil. Logically speaking, this place should be a place full of evil spirits and evil spirits. However, when I took a closer look, it was surprisingly "clean", let alone evil spirits.

I haven't seen any ordinary evil spirits.

"There's something wrong with this place." I said to Cheng Yiyun, "The dean said that many people are buried here, but there are no evil spirits here."

"If evil spirits are not harming people, how can we explain the abnormal phenomena here?" Cheng Yiyun asked.

"We'll find out if we go to the laboratory and have a look." I helped the dean up and tried to persuade him, "Dead people can't be resurrected. Dean, I think we should go to the laboratory and have a look."

The dean said with a sad face: "Those people are dead, they are no longer who they were..."

The laboratory is very simple, with three red-brick bungalows. The paint on the doors and windows is peeling off. When you push the door open, the suffocating smell of formalin hits your nostrils. The room is surrounded by iron cabinets with various types of glass containers on them, where the organs are soaked.

and limbs. The brains hanging in several jars on the top of the cabinet are connected to the eyes, and the cerebral cortex is bright red. They may have been put in recently and are relatively fresh.

"What experiments are being studied in this laboratory?" I asked Huo Xinlan.

"Do you still remember the rampaging corpses in the town?" Huo Xinlan said, "This laboratory is a place where you can repay others with their own methods."

She woke up the dreamer with one sentence. It turned out that Ye Heping was here to study the rampaging corpses. We snatched Luo Jianfen's body from Ye Heping and took away the researchers. Now it seems that Ye Heping did not

Just let it go.

"It's just helpless that we lack first-hand information, and many studies are in the initial stage." Huo Xinlan said, "Except for Dahong, there is no direct evidence that other patients are related to ancient Tibetan medicine."

"These unknown biochemical viruses in the human body control nerves due to their infection. Neuron cells in the body can continue to undergo cell stress fission and phagocytosis under the stimulation of the virus, thus generating bioelectricity."

"But how come people after death still have consciousness and thoughts, like Da Hong." I wondered, "Could it be that they are not dead?"

"This may be an improvement of the virus," the dean said.

"They are indeed not dead, or rather, they are the living dead."

"This is absolutely impossible!" When I was in danger, I shot several villagers, and some were even stabbed through the heart, but they couldn't die at all.

"Are they already dead?"

In the category of philosophy, spirit is the only objective existence beyond the material world. However, the research on human spirit in the medical field is still in its infancy and is developing slowly. Psychiatry and spirituality originated from Western religion.

Clinical trials still use hypnosis derived from religion.

"Living dead?" In my impression, the living dead refers specifically to evil spirits such as "puppet". Dahong can never be the so-called living dead. She should not be dead. All the villagers who took the medicine will have great physical changes.

Changes, loss of pain sensation, strength becoming extremely huge, schizophrenia.

"They are not dead. This can be proved by the fact that the British specially shot their heads. To kill them, they must be brain-dead. If not, they will not die. Therefore, I have a bold hypothesis that this drug can

Leading to conflictual schizophrenia," the dean explained.

"What do you mean?" I was confused.

The so-called conflict schizophrenia means that two spirits coexist in the same human body and alternately control the human brain, causing the person to show two completely different personalities. There may even be sudden changes in the voice, eyes, and physical abilities of the same person after the alternation of spirits.

“Two spirits coexisting as one?”

"To put it simply, his original individual spirit has died and is completely controlled by drugs, and the consciousness in his body is produced under the influence of drugs. This consciousness is not the origin of human beings, so there is no pain, no shame, only madness

,tyrannical."

"That said, I think it makes some sense. This drug is like a poison. It can control people's minds and brains, and it can also change people's physique and physiology." I slowly rationalized the dean's thinking.

"The people you met in Mawanggou were not vegetative, but living people who could move and communicate." Huo Xinlan said, "This really puzzled us. We once wondered whether the ancient Tibetan religion had improved this medicine.

, so that the medicinal properties of this medicine will not be so strong and completely annihilate people's minds."

"We don't rule out this possibility." I nodded, "But maybe we think too highly of them. Although the ancient Tibetan religion is very powerful, it doesn't necessarily mean that it can really reach the gods. It's also possible that this kind of medicine doesn't have enough power.

Mature."

The reason why I say this is based on the development trend of ancient Tibetan religion. They hope to "revival", and the biggest tool for revival is the "medicine" in their hands. The source of "medicine" is not that we once

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"This drug can also produce latent schizophrenia, or it is called the 'second subconscious', an 'intruder in a sleeping state.'" The dean said earnestly: "The 'second subconscious' is a free state, with no rules or rules.

, can invade the human body at any time at night. Throughout the ages, millions of people have experienced 'sleepwalking', and tens of millions of people have experienced the compulsive invasion of the 'second subconscious', commonly known as: 'ghost on the bed'!

"

I laughed loudly after hearing this and said, "Dean, do you really think that what caused their schizophrenia was ghost pressure on the bed?"

The dean shook his head, "I can't guarantee it. I haven't found any clues about this issue. I can only say that this drug is very unstable. The mental state of these lunatics is extremely unstable. Subconsciously, they are

It’s erratic and may wake up at any time.”

"You mean this medicine will fail?"
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