Shen Zicheng

I'm probably being tricked again.

After realizing this, I sighed with some regret in my heart.

After all, you can't ask a person who has been crazy for most of his life to be mentally better than a ghost who has been around for who knows how long, can you?

Uncle Shen's guess was indeed right, Qiyue and a half were indeed planning the so-called inheritance.

July and a half did not lie to me. Maintaining the inheritance of the half-human and half-ghost situation of the spiritual master can indeed make us, as evil spirits, a step further on the road of evil spirits.

However, Uncle Shen didn't guess that at the same time, July and a half was planning on me.

July and a half didn't tell me that that inheritance is also a sharp blade that can wipe us out as evil spirits.

He also didn't tell me that although he couldn't eat the sharp blade, he could eat the other ghost that swallowed the sharp blade.

Like me.

I am an extremely suitable intermediary. — both mentally ill and so close to his target.

July and a half told me so.

Following the theorem that the villain always tells the protagonist his plan in detail before his death, when I felt that I was going out of control, July and a half told me these words unhurriedly.

I don't know if this is his next plan.

The previous experience always made me feel that every move of July and a half seemed to be paving the way for his unknown purpose.

So remorse brought me one step closer to losing control.

"And... do you know how special you are?" Qiyue looked at me like he was looking at the most rare monster, "As far as I know, people who are not of the lineage of spiritual masters are dead. It won't turn into a ghost, and it won't leave any other traces—except for inheritance. So..."

He paused, and his tone was curious like a child: "What the hell are you?"

……

When I was a child, I never understood why my father always looked at me with puzzled eyes.

And this scrutiny has gradually become harsher and harsher as I have grown older.

But by the time the first slap landed on my face, I roughly understood.

It was I who caused the emotional breakdown.

Or did the broken relationship bring me?

I am not sure.

They often argued, quarreled, scuffled, and cursed over this issue.

They never got a concrete answer to this question during their lifetime.

After death, however, my very existence is an answer.

But if I'm not from the Shen family, then this is the inheritance of a double-edged sword for the evil spirits, why haven't I been killed until now——

I just thought of this.

There is something stronger and more exaggerated than July and a half, rolling up from the dark shadow that had been silent before.

I found Shen Qiao's shadow in that breath.

I even had the illusion that the remnant of shadow I had swallowed was cheering as it swept past me.

I don't know if it's real or my hallucination, but I seem to have seen the smile on the face of July and a half because it was unexpected.

A villain who talks too much will always face this unexpected situation of detaching from the plan.

"Obviously one piece is missing..." He muttered something.

Then wisely decided not to say more, and the bright red eyes fell on me again.

It was like I saw hell.

In the popular plot, at this time, July and a half should focus on devouring me quickly, and then the real protagonist, Shen Qiao, will arrive in time—or just in time to witness my final tragedy—to start a final battle with him. decisive battle.

However, when the plot progressed to the second step, Shen Qiao did not appear.

I was afraid that something would happen to Shen Qiao because of the lack of the piece I ate.

Then I thought that the more serious thing now should be that I am about to have an accident.

I struggled.

I struggled so hard.

Yet every piece of my body seems to have a mind of its own.

I could control them before, but now it seems like there is another person inside me fighting for control.

I even wondered if I fell ill again at this juncture.

In short, with fear and unwillingness, I was swallowed by the night of July and a half in the chaos.

……

Do mental patients remain mentally ill after death?

I've struggled with this issue before.

The last memory of my life was fixed on Shen Qiao, I remember his bewildered expression when I hugged him.

I said goodbye to him with a bang.

When I became conscious again later, I had already become a ghost.

And the season seems to have passed from winter to summer.

So probably for a while after death, I didn't even have the concept of "I", maybe like those crazy and evil ghosts in horror movies, wandering around, wandering around.

As for the other ghosts I have seen, they have never lost themselves like me.

So the mentally ill will probably remain mentally ill after death.

It's just that after a period of time, the chronic diseases of his lifetime will slowly disappear—disappearing along with the memory.

So I can have the consciousness of being "I".

Only then can I see Shen Qiao again.

According to this reasoning, the original me was probably the complete me, without Ah Cheng, without shadow, only Shen Zicheng, and only me.

But then, after making the stupid decision to look for the lost memory, I repeated the process of the previous attack step by step.

There is still the shit-stirring stick of July and a half in the middle.

In the end, he succeeded and drove himself crazy again.

As expected of me.

Why didn't I realize earlier that any story that starts with amnesia will end badly because of the act of searching for memories.

How stupid to lose the memory and find it by yourself.

Now I can probably guess that this is also the purpose of July and a half. What he wanted was never a normal Shen Zicheng, what he wanted was Cheng, just like a blank Cheng.

He wanted me to kill Shen Qiao.

And Ah Cheng must be more obedient than me.

If Shen Qiao is really killed by me, there is no doubt that firstly, I will collapse, maybe I will become a mentally ill ghost again, and secondly, half of Shen Qiao's inheritance will definitely fall to July In Ban's hands, Uncle Shen might be confused because of this. For Qiyue and Ban, the other half of the inheritance is also easier to obtain than before.

But I don’t know whether July and a half overestimated myself or underestimated Uncle Shen. In the end, I did not fulfill his wish and killed Shen Qiao. He didn't get the inheritance he coveted.

However, Shen Qiao still has to become a spiritual master in a state of half-life and half-death. Although it is not clear what kind of rituals such inheritance requires, Uncle Shen will undoubtedly not be able to slap Qiyue and a half in the process.

Uncle Shen knew this.

July and a half knows this too.

So he started counting on me again.

This time he took a step back, perhaps because he felt that too many inheritances would be difficult to steal, so he only stole a small piece.

July and a half's plan went very smoothly. He may have planned to eat and swallow a small piece of inherited me in a leisurely manner, and then run away, and then relying on the faintest feeling, Slowly hunt for Shen Qiao who will definitely collapse because of my disappearance.

It's just that he may have underestimated Uncle Shen or Shen Qiao again.

So much so that now, the traces of deep feelings still remain in my body.

And I was able to smooth all the joints slowly, with the benefit of hindsight in my mind.

While I was doing these things, the final decisive battle was unfolding not far in front of me.

And it looks like Shen Qiao is evenly matched with Qi Ban.

It's not that I don't want to go up and help.

It's just that Shen Qiao only had time to grab a part of me, and the other part of me was still in July and a half's stomach.

It always feels like the same scene has been played out before.

History is always strikingly similar.

It's a bit of a ghost to be a ghost to do my part.

Fortunately, that small piece of inheritance is still in this part of me.

So now I can feel Shen Qiao's current state through that trace of induction.

A state of rage.

I think he must be angrier now than when he found me in the mental hospital.

So much so that the current Shen Qiao is more like a ghost than a ghost.

In all fairness, I was a little bit afraid that if I participated in that battle like the Great Gods and Demons War, Shen Qiao might easily save me together.

So I chose to stay on the sidelines and watch the show.

Perhaps because of the buff of anger, Shen Qiao's aura was once more bluffing than Uncle Shen's.

July and a half didn't even have time to continue talking.

After another epic collision, I even saw July and a half fly backwards as if hit hard.

I almost clapped my hands when I saw it.

Until I suddenly noticed Shen Qiao who was angry, and there was such a subtle unease.

After a while, I understood where his uneasiness came from.

Just as the villain will inevitably fail because of talking too much, the villain will always have a second transformation stage. The reappearing Qiyue half seems to have abandoned his confusing appearance, probably because he has swallowed too many ghosts , the appearance revealed in July and a half is really indescribable.

One glance will make people lose their SAN value.

I even seem to have found my other half.

July and a half is probably ready to zoom in.

Shen Qiao was ready to fight, but in terms of momentum alone, the ordinary-looking Shen Qiao was not as powerful as the evil god-like July and a half.

Shen Qiao no longer had the upper hand in the re-opening of the battle as before.

I even felt that while suppressing Shen Qiao, July and a half was still looking at the rest of me with unkind eyes.

He hasn't given up on his plan yet.

Fear and anxiety swept over me at the same time.

what can I do?

what should I do?

What can I do?

Another part of me was even on the July and a half side—

...?

I was taken aback for a moment, and I couldn't help but look at that indescribable figure in Qiyue and a half.

July and a half ate part of me.

A part of me is still inside July and a half.

In other words, that thing—has a part of me too?

At the same time when I realized this, I seemed to have the phantom limb feeling that living people have.

I feel another part of me.