Chapter 65 No Chapter Heading

Chapter 65 No Chapter Heading

Chapter 65 Don’t look back
"Since I was a child, my grandmother used the spooky story of 'Don't look back' to scare me, so I naturally knew that I couldn't look back."

Wen Weilan continued to tell the story, and even though her slightly trembling words revealed the fear in her heart, she still maintained her calm and distance.

"But when I lowered my head, I could see two pale blue arms tightly wrapped around my neck. The arms were thin and small, and the gaps between the nails were black and seemed to contain dried blood."

"It should be a child."

"Its body was very cold. It pressed against my back and my back was almost frozen."

Wen Weilan's words surprised Liu Sheng. Such details did not sound like a simple dream.

"Then it kept saying in my ear, sister, look at me, sister, why don't you look at me?"

"This endless road made me feel a little dazed. As I listened, I also thought, why don't I turn back?"

"But when I wanted to turn back, I could vaguely hear my grandmother's voice in my ears, telling me not to look back."

"The fear in my heart reached its peak in an instant, as if I would die immediately if I did that." The fear in Wen Weilan's eyes deepened.

"So I ignored it and just kept walking."

"It kept talking, and when it saw that I didn't look back, it seemed to get angry, and its arms tightened and tightened around my neck, making it almost impossible for me to breathe."

"I just grabbed its arm and tried to shake it off."

"As a result, I used force and broke its arms off. I held two pieces of dead black arms in my hands, with bones sticking out. It was disgusting, so I threw them away quickly."

“But, without the arms, it’s still on my back!”

"And it started to move into my body from my back!"

"I could feel its bones digging into me, the cold, stiff flesh forcing its way into my muscles..."

Wen Weilan couldn't help but shudder when she thought of that scene.

"What happened next?" Liu Sheng asked.

"Then, somehow, I had a knife in my hand, and I used it to cut the child out piece by piece. As a result, I fainted from excessive blood loss."

"Then I woke up and found myself standing in the yard with a knife in my hand."

Wen Weilan looked down at her hands and whispered, "The feeling of the knife cutting into my body is so clear. It really hurts."

"Then Lu Er should also feel a lot of pain..."

She raised her head and smiled coldly and bitterly: "Even if I'm not a ghost, I'm still a murderer. I can never clear myself of this guilt in my lifetime."

Liu Sheng always felt that there were many suspicious points in this case, so he did not respond and continued to ask: "Besides this time, have you ever really hurt others or yourself because of a dream?"

Wen Weilan shook her head and said, "Never before."

"Your dreams are always the same? In the end, you always cut yourself with a knife?"

"Yes... Although the process is always slightly different, in the end it is something that has entered my body and I have to take it out."

If Wen Weilan really killed someone in her dream, she could have just stabbed the person. Why push the person down the stairs? According to Wen Weilan, she did not do such a thing in her dream.

Moreover, judging from the posture in which Miss Lu fell from the building, in order to push her down and stab someone, one would have to stand behind her. It really doesn't seem like Wen Weilan could have done that while she was unconscious.

Of course, all this is based on the assumption that Wen Weilan is telling the truth.

"When do dreams like this usually happen?"

"At first it was just when I was falling asleep at night, then gradually, sometimes I would fall into dreams even if I was just sitting there, especially when I was very tired..."

Liu Sheng frowned even more tightly. When these pieces of information were connected together, she felt like she was holding a thread, but she didn't know where the other end of the thread was.

In short, Wen Weilan's situation did seem like something strange.

After Liu Sheng said this, Wen Weilan also said: "I naturally think so, but I used the strange air detector I used before to measure it, and I couldn't detect any trace of strange air."

"It turned out very quickly that the detector was accidentally broken while I was out."

"That's why I bought another one from you. This time it does show up," Wen Weilan said with a bleak expression, "but it always points to me."

This is also the main reason why she believes that she is a monster.

Liu Sheng has another question to ask.

"Do you remember how you lost your cultivation?"

As expected, Wen Weilan said dejectedly: "I don't remember anything at all. It seemed that I accidentally entered the dream again when I was leaving the city. As a result, I fainted on the ground and was rescued and brought back to the city. After waking up, I found that I had no spiritual power at all." "Maybe, I have been abandoned by the Supreme God." A self-deprecating look appeared on Wen Weilan's face.

……

Liu Sheng followed Brother Zhang out of the prison gate.

Seeing the light of day again made Liu Sheng's heart, which had been depressed in the dungeon, feel a little brighter.

"Thank you, Brother Zhang. I'll get you a bottle of Helou Chunlai tomorrow."

Hearing this, Brother Zhang swallowed his saliva and whispered, "Okay, okay. If you want, I'll let you in quietly tomorrow."

Liu Sheng thanked him again and took out a spiritual energy and asked Brother Zhang to make a bed for Wen Weilan.

I silently made a note of the account in my heart: Wen Weilan, I owe you one spiritual energy.

Liu Sheng took out the spiritual message and took a look. It was still 3 p.m., so there was still time.

She thought about it and sent a message using psychic messaging.

After a while, Liu Sheng received a confirmation message, curled the corners of his lips, and walked towards Wanshitang.

At this time, Su Yanjun was reading the storybook. Seeing Liu Sheng coming back, he couldn't help but ask with concern: "How is it? Is everything going well?"

Liu Sheng nodded: "Not bad."

Su Yanjun wanted to ask more, but Liu Sheng asked first: "Are you going to bet?"

"Not yet. Without you, how would I dare to slip away now?" Su Yanjun said shamelessly.

"That's good."

Su Yanjun blinked and asked curiously: "What's wrong?"

Could it be that he wanted to treat me to a meal as a token of gratitude? Su Yanjun was secretly delighted.

But Liu Sheng's ideas were always completely different from what she thought.

She only hated herself for always being so sentimental.

Liu Sheng said, "Well, I have a commission. I would like to ask Wanshitang to help me."

Ah? Commission?

Su Yanjun was stunned.

"My friend always has nightmares and is haunted by strange spirits. I want to check if there are any strange things around her."

Liu Sheng looked at Su Yanjun seriously and said, "This should be handled by the Inspection and Patrol Division, right?"

"Can we go out today, right now?"

"My friend's situation cannot be delayed."

Very quickly, someone from the Detective Department took over the case.

Liu Sheng was drinking tea in the Wanshi Hall. When he saw Fu Ze and Liao Chengpeng coming out of the weaving workshop, he smiled with satisfaction.

After walking out of the door, Fu Ze lowered his voice and asked, "Treasurer Liu, is it true that you said that as long as we take the initiative to take this case, you will help us transform the strange air detector?"

"Ahem, of course I'm not doing this entirely. It's also our duty to rid the people of harm."

Everyone arrived at the Qinghe Weaving Institute, and although Liu Sheng had not been the treasurer for a long time, they were still used to calling him that and couldn't change it.

Liao Chengpeng also leaned over to listen.

"Of course it's true, but the material fee..." Liu Sheng's wallet does not allow her to pay for the materials without asking for it.

"There's nothing wrong with us!" Liao Chengpeng said excitedly.

"You don't know. This Qinghe Weaving Institute is said to be one of the top ten institutes, but its equipment is not as good as our Li County, especially the detector, which is not as good as the one modified by Liu Siku!"

Liu Sheng smiled faintly: "That's fine."

"Now, let's go to Wen Mansion."

(End of this chapter)