Chapter 17: The Soul Scattering Curse Attacked
It's been three days in the detention center.
Although it is said that the four of us were thrown in that night, the police greeted the people inside not to beat us a few, but later I realized that every person who just went in, the police will say not to beat him, but the people inside still want to beat, to torture him, perverted torture him.
Yao Jing and Chang Yunliang were beaten and tortured, of course, this is what they both said afterward, and they were beaten and tortured when the screams, I also heard.
Chen Jin, this kid is enough, people hit him, he will fight with others, people rely on the crowd to beat him, he will rely on the temperament to play with people, so fight, let the people hit can not move, the boy's mouth does not give in to softness. The gang did not dare to beat him to death, when they were tired and rested, Chen Jin, the boy went to pinch their necks, biting their necks, to put the people to the death of the whole. Two days later, has been beaten can no longer move Chen Jin, became the head of the room, he can not move, there are people waiting for food and drink.
I wasn't beaten for a simple reason. A few heads in the room asked me what I had committed to come in, and I answered with two words, "Murder." Then I had a cold look on my face and ignored anyone. No one would get serious with a guy who killed someone and might be on death row. No one wants to die, right?
I learned this trick from my second uncle, who told me earlier about what happened in the detention center.
In fact, I can not say that the people inside are bad, for anyone who is locked up inside for a long time, the psychology will be perverted, honestly, live in the guardhouse is not as good as living in prison and labor camps, at least you can let off steam, the guardhouse simply do not let you go out, stay in the house. What kind of person is suffocated in there? How can you not find something to do? Torturing newcomers is the best way to vent your frustration. When they first came in as newcomers, they were tortured and beaten up by others, and when the newcomers came in, they would torment the newcomers and beat them up. Of course, there is also a leader inside, who is the most ruthless, fierce enough, able to fight, live the longest time, it is easy to be the leader.
Some people may say, the death row inmates are in single rooms and will not live in the same room with other inmates.
In fact, I have heard many such things later, but I have no way to explain, because I also do not understand the many complexities of this, even if I know some …… I can not say.
The days in the detention center is very difficult to get through, my heart has been worried about Xue Zhigang and Guo Chao two people, how are they injured? Will they die?
Will the other side die? Will we be sentenced? Or, be shot?
I don't want to live in prison, I don't want to be shot, I still want to get married and have children with Liu Yawen, I want to live a good life together …… I have to go back to the village, I have to hurry to help Hu Laoshi to take out the White Fox spirit, to take out the many evil spirits, I have to filial piety my father, my mother, my grandfather… …
I regret very much, regret I secretly fall tears alone, the victim in the same room of those older and younger come up to console me, I still have to put on a cold and noble look to ignore people.
Time becomes viscous up, like about to solidify the general, extremely slow flow, let me think of all the things I can think of no longer think, but only a little bit of time, so I repeated the thought of recalling …… gradually, I numb up, some hair stupid.
Heart head empty, even his body in the scattered soul curse, about to attack the thing, are too lazy to think up.
In the detention center of the seventh morning when I woke up, I think my body completely well, after all, young, those bruises and swelling, has long subsided, head stitches four stitches of the mouth, but also long, ear rubbed skin on the white tape, I also tore down.
But that night, the spell struck.
It was a kind of pain that made me shiver and sweat every time I thought of it in my life.
Very suddenly, it was as if I was suddenly stabbed by a needle deep inside, and the intense pain made me open my eyes violently, and then countless invisible steel needles pierced into my heart, and in that split second I had the feeling of wanting to dig out my own heart and throw it away.
Then, the sudden pain disappeared. When I was in a cold sweat and wanted to catch my breath, a kind of sizzling and gnawing sound sounded beside my ears, and then I felt that the top of my head was being held by something, and that thing was holding my head, and was gnawing and chewing my skull one bite at a time, and occasionally sucking it with force, as if it was sucking on my brain marrow in general.
Pain from weak, gradually more and more intense, more and more clear, as if someone with a sharp knife stuck in your chest, and then slowly, let you watch that sharp blade slowly pierced into your body, your flesh in being a sliver of separation to the sides of the child extrusion, the tip of the knife is still not in a hurry to penetrate your flesh and flesh, with the back of the knife blade expanding the length of the march, occasionally grazed over your bones, so it will be A squeaking friction sound is made.
The sensation lasts for a moment before stopping violently, and then a thick steel needle suddenly pierces down above your head, straight through your skull, past your neck, into your spine, plunging down, all the way to your waist splitting into two steel needles, boring through your thighs and out through the center of your feet.
My eyes snapped open when that steel needle was just inserted into the top of my head, and then the further down that steel needle was inserted, the wider my eyes opened, opened my eyes as if they were going to burst out, and I even felt like blood was already flowing out of my eyes.
It hurts all over! Ouch! I couldn't help but scratch at my body, wanting to tear myself apart and claw that invisible thing out of my body.
I couldn't help but cry out in pain, wailing and screaming piteously ……
The pain made me roll all over the world ah, rolling and kicking everywhere ah! The big bed where a dozen people were sleeping was occupied by me alone, I rolled over and over, kicking and tossing everywhere, as if the symptoms of a dozen psychiatric patients had all been added to one person, and then exploded in this instant.
All the people in the room were frightened by my abnormal behavior, there are a few bold to go forward to try to catch me, the result is either scratched by me, or kicked by me, the worse by me to bite off a piece of flesh on the arm.
By the time the police arrived, I was already unconscious, and to be exact, it didn't hurt anymore.
That kind of pain, absolutely let you just pass out and then wake you up pain pain, want to pass out even? No way!
I was carried out by two policemen and sent to the hospital.
When I woke up, I was lying on the hospital bed, my right hand was still handcuffed to the metal pipe at the head of the bed. I heard the doctor talking to the police, "This man may be suffering from an indirect psychotic seizure, we can't confirm the diagnosis yet, we still need to check if he has epilepsy or if there are any people in the family who suffer from mental illness or epilepsy ……"
It suddenly occurred to me that it was a blessing in disguise, maybe I don't have to stay in a detention center anymore because I have this disease, huh?
Unfortunately, I only lay in the hospital until the afternoon of the next day before I was escorted back to the detention center again. This time, however, I enjoyed special treatment and was thrown into a single room with a police officer guarding the door.
It was a room of only about three square meters, and I lay on the narrow single bed, looking helplessly at the yellowed top of the wall.
It's not as good as being in that big fucking room, at least there are so many people there to talk shit, it's still a bit lively. But what is this place? Is it a solitary confinement?
A feeling of loneliness and loss that I'd never felt before hit me.
This feeling is very scary, as if all the creatures in the world are dead, only you are left, and the world is only this big place, you can't go out, if you go out, you will die, stay here, you can only wait for death.
Also, what scares me most is that I don t know how often that motherfucking soul dispersal spell strikes, if it comes once or twice a …… day I might as well just crash into the wall here and die, what's the point of suffering that living sin?
Really, I was really thinking of suicide.
The human psyche, sometimes is so fragile, who do not brag with me, who do not serve who try to go, shut into the detention center inside, all day to live a life without seeing the sun, this is not enough, and then throw you into a single room, a person, cold and quiet, loneliness and loneliness accompanied by you, there is no hope, there is no living thing to take care of you, you have to suffer every day from the torture of the disease, or a kind of non-normal, extremely painful and unimaginable!
Imagine that!
It was in this complex and maddening state of mind that I drifted off to sleep.
I was awakened by a nightmare, scared out of my wits, the bedding had been kicked by me and fell halfway under the bed, what kind of nightmare I had, the moment I woke up, I forgot about it, a very strange feeling, a very strange dream.
There was no light in the room, it was pitch black, after a while, I was able to adapt to the dark light in the room, feeling the chill, I hurriedly pulled the bedding to wrap myself tightly, just sitting on the bed in a daze.
It suddenly occurred to me that it had been almost twenty-four hours since the Soul Scattering Curse struck last night, right? Could it be that it strikes every twenty-four hours?
Should I kill myself? This horrible thought suddenly popped into my mind.
"Holy shit!" I fiercely slammed my fist on the wall with a thud, and with a sharp pain coming from my hand, I gritted my teeth and muttered to myself, "Laozi still has to live, Laozi isn't that much of a wimp! Laozi is a man, a good man who can stand up to the sky and the earth, Laozi can stand up to ……"
Constantly murmuring, cheering myself up and encouraging myself.
Suddenly, the feeling of being stabbed by a needle came from my heart, and then, millions of steel needles penetrated my heart, splitting my heart into countless crumbs of flesh and foam, and then the feeling of pain quickly disappeared, and my brain was once again embraced by an invisible thing, which began to gnaw up my head and suck up my soul ……