"I know you wish to take care of him on your own, but is that really good for the child? The teachers at Pei Zhi Academy are more experienced than we are. They have a whole set of scientific methods to help children recover … "
"How do you know I haven't contacted the school for Xiang Nuan?" There seemed to be more to the woman's words. "The teachers and doctors treat Xiang Nuan as an autistic child, but I don't think Xiang Nuan is autistic, even though some of his symptoms are similar to autism."
Chen Ge did not know how to comment on this mother. She was very perceptive. If Chen Ge was not wrong, Xiang Nuan was not autistic. He was merely deprived of something by the ghost fetus.
The child was violent, rigid, and unable to communicate. He was forever trapped in his own world. His actions were hard for normal people to understand. Occasionally, he would harm others and himself.
He appeared to be in a lot of pain, but other than his mother, no one in the world could really understand that kind of pain. Even his mother had no idea what he was going through.
"Xiang Nuan is very afraid of strangers. He has a visceral fear of everyone. It feels like everyone is out to hurt him." The woman entered the room and changed into a new set of clothes. She was holding the shirt from earlier. The shoulder was dyed red. It was clear that Xiang Nuan had bitten it hard. "I suspect that Xiang Nuan suffers from paranoia, but the doctor told me that is impossible. Xiang Nuan has not even formed the concept of danger in his mind, so there is no such thing as paranoia."
"Then, did the doctor tell you how to treat Xiang Nuan?"
"The doctor also advised me to send Xiang Nuan to Pei Zhi Academy and give him some medication, but …" The woman hesitated for a long time, but she still decided to say it. "Xiang Nuan will often act up because of some small things. He will bite and smash everything around him. He is very aggressive. When the other children in Pei Zhi School acted up, they would recover quickly with the help of professional teachers, but Xiang Nuan was different. All the teachers and doctors were powerless. Other than using a large dose of medicine, only I could calm him down. "
Putting the bloody shirt into the washing machine, the woman sighed softly. "I've visited all the schools in Jiujiang. Initially, there were schools that were willing to take him in, but later, all the schools found out about Xiang Nuan's condition, and gradually, none of them were willing to help. They were not afraid that Xiang Nuan would hurt the staff or the teachers, but they were afraid that Xiang Nuan would hurt himself, and they would not be able to answer to me. Of course, that was probably just a courtesy. "
The woman and Chen Ge stood inside the bedroom while Xiang Nuan sat on the ground. He played with the two chopsticks like there was no one else around. He placed one chopstick on top of the other and then pulled out the chopstick underneath. He kept repeating this process.
"There are obvious difficulties in verbal communication, strange repetitive movements, low cognitive ability, and very few facial expressions. These are all symptoms of autism. What exactly happened to Xiang Nuan?" Chen Ge wanted to get to the bottom of this. He looked around the room. "If you go to work, will you leave Xiang Nuan alone at home? Where's the father? "
"When Xiang Nuan was very young, his father died of illness."
"Sorry."
"It's been a few years. I'm used to it now." The woman squatted beside the bed and pulled out a black cloth package from under the bed. After opening it, there were hundreds of wooden chopsticks neatly placed inside.
"What are you doing?"
"I told you, Xiang Nuan is different from other children. He does not like toys. Instead, he likes to play with wooden sticks and chopsticks. I have no idea why, but when I'm busy with work, I pour out all these chopsticks, and he can play with them for an entire day." Looking at Xiang Nuan, who was playing with the chopsticks quietly, a smile appeared on the woman's face. "He is quite cute like that."
"How did you discover that he likes to play with chopsticks?" Chen Ge was quite curious about this hobby of Xiang Nuan's.
"One time, when we were having dinner, I took an extra pair of chopsticks with me, and I saw Xiang Nuan poke the extra pair of chopsticks into the rice. Then, he kept staring at the chopsticks."
"Two chopsticks stuck vertically into the rice. Normally, on the seventh day of death, this bowl of rice would be given to the deceased to eat." Chen Ge tried to explain, but the woman only rolled her eyes at him.
"I'm telling you again, I don't believe in those ghost stories."
She dumped all the chopsticks next to Xiang Nuan and let him play with them. "Normally, when I bring him to the dam, I will take out all the chopsticks and place them all over the house for him. This morning, I left in such a hurry that I forgot about it."
Xiang Nuan was playing with the chopsticks alone in the bedroom. He was very focused. Chen Ge used this time to ask the woman many questions, but he did not get much out of it.
Compared to the other children chosen by the ghost fetus, Xiang Nuan had not experienced any external stimulation. His life was very simple. In fact, the number of strangers that he had interacted with could be counted on one hand.
Chen Ge could not predict the deepest despair in the child's heart, so he could not gain the upper hand in the world behind the door.
In the evening, Chen Ge left the woman's home and returned to New Century Park.
That night was the last night of the ghost fetus' four-star Trial Mission. Whether he lived or died would depend on that night.
With his back against the wall, Chen Ge placed all his Specter employees into the comic. Other than the lingering spirits that did not have any combat ability, he did not even let the white cat go.
"The world behind the door is weaved from the door pusher's memory. The reason why all the Specters appear is because of lingering spirits, and lingering spirits themselves are memories that contain intense emotions. Therefore, when one enters a certain door, Red Specters and Specters will be bound by the rules behind the door. Only by breaking free from the limitation of the memory behind the door will they be able to appear in other people's worlds. But the white cat is not included in this limitation. It is just a cat. The rules behind the door that target Specters will not be able to restrain it. "
Normally, Chen Ge thought that the world behind the door was too dangerous, so there was no need for him to risk his life with the white cat. Furthermore, he did not think that a cat would be able to help him turn the tables, but Ying Tong's experience behind the door had given him a rude awakening.
He had to fight for every bit of help behind the door. Furthermore, the white cat had consumed the blood vessels that the Society of Strange Tales had prepared for the Red Specters. Chen Ge had a feeling that the cat's potential had not been fully unleashed.
"You have consumed the Society of Strange Tales's precious blood vessels and gained a great benefit from it. As the only member of the Society of Strange Tales, it is not too much to ask for a favor from you, is it?" Chen Ge found a bag and wanted to put the white cat inside it, but he realized with a shock that the bag that he had been using earlier could not hold the white cat anymore. "Your body seems to have grown bigger."
Seeing the familiar backpack, the white cat wanted to run, but he was one step too slow.
"I know you will not let me shoulder all the responsibilities alone."
Carrying the two backpacks, Chen Ge walked out from the staff breakroom. He entered the toilet cubicle and looked at the cracked mirror and then at the cubicle door that was sealed shut by wooden boards.
"What will come will come. There is no need to be afraid. Fear will only disturb your heart."
Then, Chen Ge lowered his head to look at his own shadow. It was a pool of darkness. Even with Yin Yang Vision, he could not see anything.
Ever since he consumed Ying Tong's mud statuette, Chen Ge's shadow had changed again. Zhang Ya appeared to be reacting, but she did not appear to be fully awake.
"I can't care so much anymore."
Exiting the Haunted House, Chen Ge stood at the door. After a moment's hesitation, he stopped moving. He took out the key to the door from his pocket and placed it on top of the gate.
"I have been through life and death with the few employees. They can be trusted. Even if something happens to me, they will know what to do."
Chen Ge had brought all the Specters away with him, but there were still many lingering spirits inside the Haunted House, like the students from Mu Yang High School, the students from the School of the Afterlife, and Xiaoxiao's parents.
This was their home that they had finally found. Chen Ge did not want them to be homeless again.
Exiting New Century Park, Chen Ge stood by the roadside and was about to call for a taxi when he suddenly felt a chill run down his spine. He turned to look and saw a young man wearing a cap standing across the road.
The cap covered the upper half of his face. Chen Ge could not see his eyes and nose, but he could see the strange smile on his lips.
"A non-smiler? His size and height are different from the non-smiler that I saw last time! "
Chen Ge reacted very quickly. Without any hesitation, he reached his hand into his backpack and pressed the play button on the recorder.
The light from the streetlights was distorted, and the noisy street became much quieter.
The young man wearing the cap did not expect Chen Ge to summon a Red Specter the moment he saw him. He did not care about his surroundings at all.
The smile on his face froze. He tried to hide into the crowd, but Chen Ge had already summoned a Red Specter, so how could he let him escape?
"Why did you come to me at a time like this? Do you have a death wish? " Chen Ge made up his mind. "If one Red Specter cannot capture you, then I'll summon two. If two is not enough, then I'll summon five. Even if I have to go through the Night of a Hundred Specters, I will capture you."
The ghost fetus mission gave Chen Ge a lot of pressure, and he was not in a good mood.
Normal people could not see Red Specters and baleful Specters, but they felt the temperature of the street drop.
Carrying the two large bags, Chen Ge chased after the young man. Seeing the man run into the alleyway, he felt even less worried.
This kind of dark alleyway was Chen Ge's favorite. He did not have to worry about anything here.
"When you're being chased by me, you should run toward the crowded area. It's best if you hide inside the police station and never come out."
Soon, the young man was cornered. He still had a smile on his face, but the smile was rather scary.
There was no confrontation, no question. When Chen Ge caught up to the non-smiler, the first thing he wanted was for the Red Specter to enter the young man's body.
Compared to the young man speaking on his own, Chen Ge preferred to use this method to explore on his own.
A monster like the non-smiler was neither a human nor a ghost. Chen Ge had always wanted to find out what he was, so of course, he did not want to give up this rare opportunity.
Chen Ge's stance scared the young man. The young man seemed to want to say something, but he could not.
"Don't worry, I won't do anything to you."
After Xu Yin and Meng Nan crawled into the young man's body, the young man's face twisted, and the smile on his lips slowly returned to normal.
He leaned against the wall and collapsed to the ground, and he soon lost consciousness.
"This man is so different from the non-smiler from the cursed hospital."
When the young man collapsed, a patient's record fell out from his pocket.
Compared to the young man's fashionable outfit, this tattered patient's record looked out of place. It should be something from many years ago.
"Mr. He, died at 12 am on X Year X Month X Day. Cause of Death: Suffered from excessive shock inside a Haunted House, resulting in a heart attack.
"Those who receive this patient's record, please hand it over to Chen Ge within three days, or else the next one will be you."
This patient's record was like one of those boring cursing games on the internet. If one did not forward it, what would happen? The writing was very scary.
Chen Ge did not have many friends, so no one had ever forwarded something like this to him. He had been hoping that someone would forward it to him. That way, he would be able to lead his ghost employees and push forward to deliver the 'blessing' to the first person who wrote the curse, to let the other person know what the real meaning of backlash was.
"He should be the young man's surname. He died from the shock he received during a Haunted House visit. At the back of the record, it was written that he had to hand it over to me after three days. My name is on it, so the person's initial target should have been me."
"Is the non-smiler planning to lay his cards on the table? Is he warning me? Or does he want to cooperate with me? "
Chen Ge had met several non-smilers, and each one had a different power. However, they all had something in common. All of the non-smilers were extremely cunning and powerful. Cooperating with them was like asking a tiger for its skin. Who knew when they would betray him?
Moments later, Xu Yin and Meng Nan left the young man's body. Xu Yin returned to the recorder while Meng Nan stayed where he was.
"Did you notice anything wrong?" Chen Ge inspected the young man's body, and he did not find anything wrong.
"The young man has a heavy Yin energy around him. Before Xu Yin and I entered his body, there was another ghost inside his body, but that ghost is too cunning. However, that guy is too cunning. When you summoned us, he had already left, giving up on this young man. "
"In other words, this young man is possessed by a ghost?"
"More or less. This young man's mission appears to be to deliver this patient's record to you. Once he delivers this patient's record to you, their goal will have been achieved." Meng Nan analyzed the problem clearly. Of all the Red Specters, he was the most intelligent one.
"Temporarily, I do not wish to become enemies with the cursed hospital, but I did not expect them to voluntarily come to me." Chen Ge opened his backpack and placed the patient's record on top of the red high heels. Before he could say anything, he realized that the handwriting on the patient's record had started to twist and twist like a strand of hair. In the end, there were only five words left on the paper — You will die tonight.
Without needing Chen Ge's call, the red high heels appeared on her own. Her hand that was hidden under the bandage gripped the patient's record and tried her best to change the handwriting on it.
Her body slowly became illusory. It seemed that after paying a huge price, the word 'you' on the patient's record was erased.
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