Chapter 3 Chapter 1 Reincarnation Mental Hospital

Looking at the man's face again, Yi Gu couldn't believe his eyes—he didn't see anything!On the face of the old man in the black suit, there were no facial features, beard, eyebrows, or even wrinkles.How is this going?Is he still dreaming? "This is the Samsara Psychiatric Hospital. The geographical location is superior, the air is good, and it is suitable for patients to recuperate." The doctor in the doctor's gown introduced me while pointing to the distance in the line of sight. There is a mental hospital with a large area, which is also the destination of my trip.

This place is located several hundred kilometers southwest of Xi'an. It has the unique scenery of the west, but it does not feel desolate.Along the way, the scent of Shandandan flowers and loess soil evaporated by the sun penetrated into the nose and eyes.Even though I was sleep-deprived due to the overnight flight from Canada, I could not help being refreshed by such a beautiful scenery. From time to time, outside the car window, there is a strange smell of potato seedlings and sheep manure mixed with burning, which is very novel to me. Yesterday afternoon, as soon as I got off the plane from Xi'an, the doctor next to me had already arrived at the exit, holding a huge sign with the words "Silent Night".He held the sign above his head, obviously afraid to miss my arrival.

But this guy obviously has a natural dull attribute, and he found the wrong exit.It wasn't until I dragged the suitcase and went around for a long time that I saw the card with my name on it. Then I ran behind him and patted him on the shoulder, "Hi, I just don't talk at night." The man froze for a moment, then held my hand with great enthusiasm, "Ye Da, you are finally here. I have read a lot of your books. Your novels are well written, and the books on folklore research are also very good. profound." "You are Yi Gu?" I pulled my hand back without a trace.His hand is so strong that it hurts me to squeeze it.

"I am, I am. Hehe." Yi Gu scratched his head and smiled honestly. He gave me a simple and down-to-earth feeling. He didn't talk much, he was very capable, and he was a little dumbfounded.This guy is not tall, about 170 centimeters, with a crew cut.Although it's spring, the weather here is still very cold, so he wears a doctor's gown for work on his coat. From this detail, it can be seen how lazy this man named Yi Gu is, and he is definitely not married, not even married. girlfriend. Yi Gu took my suitcase and invited me into the car.It was a van, very old, at least ten years old. When it was started, the engine shook violently, and the whole car shook.Just when I was extremely suspicious of the possibility of not being able to start, the car started smoothly.

Directly on the county expressway in Xi'an, the van headed all the way to the western suburbs. Speaking of the ancient capital of Xi'an, I also came here for something a few years ago, but three years have passed, and the appearance of the city has changed so much that I can barely recognize it. The scenery here is still the same. For some reason, this year’s spring came very late. Meteorological experts said that the lowest temperature is above ten degrees for ten consecutive days, which is the real spring.But it is almost April, and the minimum temperature in this province has not exceeded ten degrees, and the temperature difference between morning and evening is very large, which makes people very uncomfortable.

After all, the pace of spring is approaching quietly, and everything on the earth is recovering. The plants on both sides of the highway are still budding and growing green branches and leaves, and some trees have even bloomed small white flowers. Yi Gu introduced the surrounding things all the way, and finally the car drove into a small village called Samsara.This village is quiet and quiet. There is a tall thousand-year-old locust tree at the place where you enter the village. There are a few old people in twos and threes listening to gossip. "People here are very simple." Yi Gu said, "People here are very kind."

"However, they don't seem to be very kind to your car." I glanced out the window. When the van passed by, the happy old people who were still gossiping with their parents suddenly quieted down their voices. They all looked at the car they had seen with cold eyes, and after they got away, they covered their mouths and pointed at the car. Yi Gu smiled wryly, "Perhaps they have taboos about the hospital's car. For the elderly, they are most afraid of getting involved in such things as birth, old age, sickness and death." "But those little brats, why are they also hostile?"

I pointed to a group of little kids wearing crotch pants not far away. The oldest of these kids was only six years old. When more than a dozen of them saw the car coming, they all screamed, picked up loess clods from the ground, and threw them at the car angrily. Yi Gu was silent and sighed, "Please Ye Da, this is also one of the reasons. Alas, I don't know why, the people in Samsara Village are always hostile to our hospital. Maybe it was because they occupied the village during the demolition. The reason for the ancestral grave!" I closed the glass window and looked at this small place called "Samsara Village" through the window.After a brief inspection, I found that this place is very small, and all the young and middle-aged people have gone to work in the city, leaving only the elderly, women and children.

When I came here, sitting on the plane, when the dazzling sunlight shone on my face through the porthole, I once wondered whether the destination in Shaanxi, under the clouds outside the porthole, on the endless yellow sand, was spring Filled with crops and full of yam blossoms by the end of summer? Because when I read novels and folklore books in the past, 90% of the authors would lament that "artichokes bloom better than peonies".The potato flower is poor and humble, but it is tenacious. People in that land cannot live without it. People in that land are more like it. Although it is not the season for potato flowers, it is the people in that land. The happiest season.

It's a pity that imagination is imagination after all. The place where the reincarnation mental hospital is located is remote, backward and poor, but all the fields are barren and overgrown with weeds. Could it be that the people who stay in the village rely on the young and middle-aged people who go out to work to send money to continue Survive? It's strange, why is the mental hospital where Yi Gu is located in such a place with inconvenient transportation and a serious backwardness? The villagers' hostility towards the Samsara Mental Hospital is definitely not as simple as Yi Gu's claim that they occupied the ancestral grave.Although the reason is still unclear, the reason must be very deep.

Getting closer to the destination, not far from the village, I saw a modern building complex. The psychiatric hospital occupies a very large area, a full 500 acres, like a prison, with a five-meter-high wall and even an observation post. "Isn't this like a prison?" Yi Gu is very self-aware, "I applied for the job and was selected. When I first came to work, I also thought the same way. But after entering, this idea disappeared." His tone was very confident. After the dilapidated van drove into the slowly opened, four-meter-high gate, his vision suddenly brightened! Inside the gate, you can see the undulating green grass, and there are all pavilions and pavilions.The car drove through the shadows of the trees and smelled the sober fragrance of grass, which made people feel much better.I looked at the house indifferently. The design of the mental hospital presents a typical modern European style, and a famous designer from Sweden should be invited. Young nurses wearing nurse uniforms in twos and threes pushed wheelchairs, and the patients in the wheelchairs stared at the green beside them dully as they walked through the tree-shaded path.The peaceful atmosphere and thoughtful service make it impossible to feel that this place is actually located in a remote and desolate barren land. "A beautiful hospital." I feel a little puzzled. If a mental hospital of the same specification is opened around a big city, wouldn't the benefits be better?Why did you find a village with inconvenient transportation?It does not save costs, and it is difficult to attract customers, or it is not for profit at all! Yi Gu obviously saw what I was thinking, and explained: "The owner of the Samsara Mental Hospital is a Chinese-American with a very mysterious identity. I have never met him, but it is said that his ancestral home is this village. It was because of the income level of my hometown that I spent huge sums of money to repair this five-star pathogen. As far as I know, regardless of its remote location, the business is really good.” "That's it, um, interesting." I rubbed my chin and smiled meaningfully. The van stopped outside the administration building, and we got out. The hospital's administrative building has six floors, and it looks very much like the White House in the United States. I really doubt how tacky the owner's taste is, but it really took a lot of effort to design the mental hospital to be a combination of Chinese and Western.When I stepped on the ground paved with bluestone bricks, I was a little surprised. The ground under my feet was obviously stone, but it gave people a soft feeling. No, I don't even know if that's an illusion or not. "Is your foot soft?" Yi Gu asked. I stepped on it hard, and it was indeed soft: "Could it be a special design?" "That's right. The boss said that a new type of American-style treatment was used. The name is very complicated. I, who has a master's degree in psychology, have never heard of it." Yi Gu complained. "It's the Kbalady therapy." I squatted down and touched the ground, "It's cold at the end of spring, but there is still a warm current passing through the ground, it is very difficult to describe in words." "Yes, that's the name." Yi Gu was surprised and said, "Ye Da is really knowledgeable, he knows all these things." "This kind of therapy is very unorthodox, and I also saw it in a book by chance." I said lightly, "Kebalady is a Greek. In 897 AD, he mentioned a kind of therapy for mentally ill patients, that is, the patients walked on a specially designed road with bare feet. The underground magnetic field is transmitted to the nerves through the soles of the feet, which can effectively stop the brain's neurosis. In Chinese words, it is grounding." "Wow, that's never taught in school." Yi Gu scratched his head, a little ashamed.I am a half-expert in psychiatry, but was taught a lesson by a layman. "It's normal that your school doesn't teach." I curled my lips, "Actually, Kebaladi therapy was once regarded as a pseudoscience abroad, just like acupuncture in China. Now international organizations still think that acupuncture is pseudoscience, but Kebaladi therapy has been evaluated and studied historically. According to the judgment of some historians, it is indeed effective. Your boss is really knowledgeable. This therapy has been lost for nearly 1,100 years, but he has forcibly copied it." "Although I haven't seen it before, I heard from my colleagues that the boss is indeed a man of great courage and charisma." Yi Gu took out my luggage from the carriage and asked me to go to the dormitory with him. The staff quarters are located on the east side of the administrative building, not too far away.It was very quiet along the way, among the tall trees, on that narrow and winding path, there were only the two of us.The trees planted around are not native and should have been transplanted from other provinces at great expense. The owner of this nursing home is definitely not an ordinary rich man. How many years will it take him to recover the cost based on the income of the patients?This is a question that I don't need to worry about, but it makes me a little concerned. Along the way, Yi Gudu enthusiastically introduced the scenery in the hospital to me, but never mentioned the purpose of my visit.Finally, I uncovered his scars. "Is that thing still happening?" Yi Gu suddenly fell silent, "It's still happening. Yeda, I think, here is, is... haunted!" He uttered the word "haunted" with difficulty. The corner of my mouth twitched, and I said slowly, "There are no ghosts in this world. Ninety-nine percent of the people who think they see ghosts are either sleepy or delusional." "What about the remaining one percent?" Yi Gu asked back. I didn't open my mouth, but just smiled slightly, "The one percent of people have other reasons, but it's hard for me to explain it to you!" Yes, I never do things without a reason.This time I came to the Samsara Mental Hospital, and it was definitely not a whim to visit Yi Gu, a fan who is said to adore me. Everything started half a month ago. That day, I received his first email. He greeted me politely, complimented me, and then changed the text and began to tell a strange incident in the madhouse where he was. Yi Gu entered the Samsara Mental Hospital three years ago. There was no abnormality in the first two years. Although the location is a bit remote, the staff are easy to get along with, so it is very pleasant to work.Knowing that a few months ago, he first encountered something horrific. That day, Yi Gu got off the night shift and was sleeping in the staff dormitory. He fell asleep when he heard the sound of someone pushing the door open.He didn't pay much attention to it, thinking it was a colleague from the same dormitory who had returned, so he covered his head with the quilt and continued to sleep.In a daze, he felt that the person who came in walked to his bedside, looked down at him, and his eyes pierced his dream like needles. Yi Gu's back felt cold, so he rubbed his eyes, ready to see what that guy wanted to do.The moment he opened his eyes, he suddenly remembered something. Didn't the colleagues in the same dormitory ask for leave and go home?No matter how you say it, it will take three to five days to come back... Who is the person standing by his bed and staring at him? Yi Gu, who likes to read horror novels, felt guilty. He looked through the cracks of his fingers and saw the white sunlight shining through the window glass, illuminating the whole dormitory neatly and brightly.It should be after one o'clock in the afternoon, and under the western sun, a black figure appeared.It's a person, a man, wearing an old black suit, and Yi Gu even thinks that black suit looks familiar. His body became colder, and the sense of fear continued to wash over him like a tide, and he shivered. Looking at the man's face again, Yi Gu couldn't believe his eyes—he didn't see anything!On the face of the old man in the black suit, there were no facial features, beard, eyebrows, or even wrinkles.How is this going?Is he still dreaming? Yi Gu didn't dare to look any further, the old man raised his hands like a zombie, trying to pinch his neck, he quickly rolled over from the bed and rushed out in a panic. The sunlight outside the house was icy cold, but it finally gave him a sense of security.He turned around, but didn't see the faceless old man chasing him out.Through the wide-open door of the dormitory, the things in the room can be seen at a glance. Where is the shadow of the old man? Up to now, Yi Gu still doesn’t know if it’s an illusion, but he’s always wondered, since the man in the black suit can’t see facial features or any recognizable features, why would he think he is an old man? What was even more frightening was that there was a deep bloodstain in the room, extending from his bed to the outside world. He followed the bloodstain for a long distance and came to the cemetery of the hospital. After reading his letter, I shook my head slightly.This kind of vulgar horror story that is often heard in the hospital is really boring enough, so I didn't bother to reply, and quickly forgot the content of the letter. However, the matter did not end there, and perhaps, if I had not noticed his subsequent letters, this story would not have happened.But damn it, I just happened to notice, and gradually became interested. Everything, not only me, but also the beginning of many people's nightmares.