Haunted Places Live

The two stepped on the bloodshot magic circle, but it didn't cause too many changes.The keyhole formed by the splicing of countless blood threads looked at them blackly, as if it could blow a cold wind like a snake.

Lynch squatted down and looked at the keyhole, and said, "I still need a key, probably a silver key. Did your grandfather give it to you?"

Chu Yang shook his head, "I don't remember that."

"You can't open the door without the key." Lynch sighed, sat on an old chair, took out his pocket watch and kept opening and closing it, making a clicking sound, "Actually, I have your grandpa's diary. Deciphered about one-third of the beginning. Your grandfather wrote very cryptically in his diary, but he seems to be avoiding seeing a person. This person is likely to want to harm your father, but it is not so extreme Instead, he persuaded your grandfather to do something. When your father was about ten years old, your grandfather used some method to seal your father’s observation ability. Until your father grew up and met your mother, his seal None of them were unlocked. But when I saw the back, I realized that the person your grandfather was hiding from didn't want to harm your father, but wanted to use some method...to prevent your birth."

Chu Yang looked back at him, frowned and said, "You deciphered so much that you didn't plan to tell me?"

"I want to tell you about half of the time." Lynch pondered, a little embarrassed, "The person your grandpa avoided may... be in a relationship with your grandpa."

Chu Yang's eyes widened.

"Couples? Impossible! My grandfather wouldn't look for mistresses!"

"No... it was about three years after your grandma gave birth to your father and passed away from postpartum hemorrhage, and it took about three years." Lynch quickly waved his hand, "Your grandpa is quite an infatuated person, as you can tell from the diary. "

Chu Yang was dumbfounded. He couldn't imagine that his grandfather, who always enjoys himself alone, has always had a secret lover? "Who is that man? From the Presbyterian Church? Do you know him?"

"The problem is, I can't tell who that person is. Your grandfather wrote it very carefully and didn't disclose any extra information. The only thing I know is that this person is indeed related to the elders, and he is probably very powerful. So I'm curious, has your memory ever seen a stranger who is about the same age as your grandfather? Or is there a photo of your grandfather with other people?"

"My grandfather doesn't like taking pictures..." Chu Yang thought about it, and gradually began to feel strange.He doesn't seem to have even seen a photo of his grandfather when he was young.There are very few photos of my father when he was a child.It's as if his life didn't exist before he moved to Vancouver with his father.

"It's also possible...you have seen it, but you don't remember..." Lynch's eyes fell on Chu Yang's chest, where the stigmata was parasitic, "The stigmata are usually inherited from the family, and if a person dies, he The stigmata on his body may respond to the call of future generations. If your grandfather is also from the Presbyterian Church, and he can make such a complicated Carter's Gate, it means that his observation ability must have reached level five. In this way, it can be reasonably speculated that his body It should have a stigmata, and it is very likely to be the same stigmata as you."

Chu Yang pressed his hand to his chest, feeling the bulge on the skin through the thin undershirt.

This stigmata... used to live in Grandpa's body?It's like some weird legacy with a touch of cruelty.

The strange feeling made his blood slightly warm.

"After I met Chu Yi, I had this guess..." Lynch leaned forward, leaning his elbows on his knees, and looked at Chu Yang seriously, "When your grandfather had the stigmata, he might have chosen to be with you. It’s different. What you choose is sanity, and your ability, including the influence of the cello, is largely affecting the sanity of the people around you, causing them to fall into a state of collapse and confusion in a short period of time, or hypnosis Inferior creatures. And your grandfather, will he choose memory."

You get what you sacrifice.

If you choose memory, you may have the ability to modify other people's memory, which can explain why Lynch has lived for more than 100 years, but he doesn't remember that there was such a character as Chu Yu in the Presbyterian Church.

Perhaps Chu Yu's ability is so strong that he has the ability to delete himself from the memory of all members of the Presbyterian Church who knew him.

"You mean, if he chooses memory as the price, he may have a way to modify other people's memory?" Chu Yang asked.

Lynch nodded, "That's right. Memory has no less influence on a person than mind and emotion. It can be said that each of us's self-awareness comes largely from memory. And memory is fluid. , is not eternal. Every memory is the reconstruction and deconstruction of memory. If memory can be controlled, it can even indirectly affect a person’s view of the world and himself, and then affect sanity and empathy.”

Chu Yang listened to his words, and the more he listened, the more he felt that something was wrong.He was struggling to think about what Lynch had just told him, when suddenly a scratch tore through the fog, giving him a shuddering feeling.

The fragments of the previous paragraph that suddenly rushed into his mind...

"Are you trying to say that my grandpa may have modified my memory?" He felt a hint of panic in his voice.

Lynch was silent and nodded.

Memory is fragmented and discontinuous, especially long-term memory.When a person becomes an adult, most of the memories of childhood will be lost, leaving only the most memorable fragments, usually accompanied by a large number of rich emotional symbols.The gaps are sometimes filled by your own imagination, and sometimes rebuilt in the way you want.So even though there were a lot of gaps in Chu Yang's childhood, especially before the age of eight, there were very few fragments left in his memory, he didn't think it was too strange.

But what if those blanks were erased?

Even those memories he possessed, what if they were fabricated?

If that's the case, wouldn't it be impossible to be sure of your own past?What Grandpa had said to him, what he hadn't said, what he had seen and what he hadn't seen, all of a sudden became uncertain.

That piece of fragment, that fragment of himself wearing a yellow coat covered in blood, could it be...his memory?

Seeing that Chu Yang's eyes gradually became erratic and flustered, Lin Qi quickly stood up and pulled Chu Yang to sit down.He squatted down in front of Chu Yang, holding Chu Yang's hand tightly with both hands, "If you feel uncomfortable, let's go here today."

"No...we don't have much time..." Chu Yang's hands were cold and his eyes wandered, "The elders will find them soon. I have to open this door...I want to know the truth!"

Can't even Grandpa fully trust him?Why?Why modify his memory?

When he finally arrived at the hospital, Grandpa took a look at him.That look of infinite sadness, what exactly do you want to say to him?

"Your grandfather left a diary, a magic circle, and so many things. It means that he hopes that one day in the future you will learn the truth. So the key must have been left to you. It's just that he may have left That memory is sealed somewhere in your mind, maybe you need to see something to stimulate that part and remind you." Lynch's voice was gentle, and he slowly pointed to the messy furniture and old things around the basement, "Among these things, is there anything that makes you feel special? What makes you more concerned?"

Chu Yang looked around blankly.

piano?No... Although it was a relic of Grandpa, he didn't have any special feelings about it.Those old books?It doesn't seem to be... those porcelain teacups?Doesn't seem to...

Suddenly, Chu Yang's eyes fell on the incomplete Lego spaceship that he picked up to look at.

When he came to the basement, it was the only thing he had bothered to touch.Chu Yang stood up and walked quickly to the old box, picked up the spaceship, and shook it gently.There seemed to be something ringing inside the spaceship. He was so cruel that he threw the Lego spaceship to the ground and broke it.

Inside the spacecraft, a small plastic capsule rolled out.Chu Yang picked up the capsule, opened it to both sides, and found a note inside, with five horizontal lines and many musical notes on it.

is a sheet of music.

Chu Yang's hands trembled slightly, but he was trying to hum the tone on the score.Humming and humming, the content of the music has exceeded the scope written on the note.Chu Yang murmured in a low voice, "Reincarnation Prelude... This is my grandfather's piano solo, the only one he recorded!" As he spoke, he rushed to the cabinet piled with countless old vinyl records, fingertips Quickly swipe across the old jacket, and accurately select an album amidst the dust.

"Help me move the gramophone out!" Chu Yang shouted at Lynch.Lynch looked around, and finally saw a cassette player in the shadow of several cardboard boxes. He moved it to an old table with difficulty, wiped the dust off it with his sleeve, and connected it to the power supply.Lynch has used this kind of thing before, so it is not too unfamiliar. He found the button and tried it, and found that it seemed to work.

Chu Yang put the record on the turntable, pressed the switch, and pressed down the stylus...

In an instant, a long and thick piano music rushed out from the speaker.A mesmerizing piece of music, sad and ancient, as if a giant sleeping at the end of time is trying to open his eyes, recalling the decayed prosperity.Chu Yang could vaguely see his grandfather sitting in front of the grand piano, his hands gracefully dancing on the black and white keys, his body undulating gently with the incomparably beautiful music, and his old but still elegant face exuded a brilliance beyond his age.

Accompanied by the flow of the music, I saw that the blood that had been static began to change again.Near the keyhole, several blood threads began to cluster together, stretched into the air, and quickly intertwined with each other, finally forming the shape of a key.