This person who killed his own child with his own hands actually said in front of me that he was a good father and husband.
I smiled coldly: "Tiger poison still doesn't eat children, you also deserve to say that you are a competent father?"
” "I know you may not believe it, but I couldn't help myself."
Song Wenxuan's eyes contained very complicated emotions: "Please let me finish, at least at the last moment of my life, give me a chance to argue." ” "Say, I want to hear how the devil came to be?"
"Five years ago, I was studying for a PhD in psychology abroad, and my original dissertation topic was human stress and mental self-protection, which was mainly to test the mental tolerance limit of the human body, so as to explore the principle of self-regulation within the brain."
"The process of experimentation is a bit cruel, but as long as I succeed in the experiment, then people can artificially regulate their emotions, and mental illnesses such as depression and mania can be easily solved."
Song Wenxuan's original intention was good, which was also the reason why he buried himself in experiments to support himself to go on.
"My project went well at first, but as the experiment deepened, I couldn't find a suitable volunteer.
I had no choice but to use the patient introduced through the abnormal channel, but in the later stages of the trial, because of a very small mistake, the patient died.
When I died, my research project was stopped, and the company that funded my trial withdrew its funds and stopped funding me. ” "I had no choice but to give up this topic for the time being, choose another direction to get a doctorate first, and then I returned to China with my family."
"At that time, the level of psychology in China was still relatively backward, so I was appointed as the director of a psychiatric hospital at a young age.
"So I used the resources at my disposal to continue the trial that was not done at the time, and there was no progress for several months, until I met a patient who was different."
Song Wenxuan had an unpredictable expression on his face: "I have seen thousands of mentally ill people during my career, but he is an absolute exception, and until now, I can't tell whether he is a madman or not." ” "He doesn't like to talk, he is silent, he looks like he is about sixty years old, he doesn't know his name, he doesn't have a family, all the information is just a blank slate."
Song Wenxuan sighed, his voice finally changed, with a hint of remorse and fear: "The only characteristic on his body is that he is wearing a Buddha head pendant, and no matter what pendant he does, he will never leave his body." ” "Buddha head?"
"Yes, the head of the Buddha has two different faces, I have never seen a similar god or Buddha, now that I think about it, it may be a symbol of some evil god."
Song Wenxuan's words caused an uproar in my heart: "It's a double-faced Buddha again!"
” "I initially suspected that he had Alzheimer's, only to find out later that things were far from being as simple as I thought."
"There is a special aura in the old man, no matter how manic and insane the patient is, as long as he is with him, he will become honest."
"I have even seen a patient with congenital cerebral palsy who can only maintain his intelligence at the age of three for the rest of his life, and he has followed the old man every step of the way, and even learned to serve tea and pour water!"
"This seems unimaginable to me, and it simply cannot be explained by medicine."
"So I began to take the initiative to contact the old man, and it took almost a year for the old man to finally speak, and he said that this is not a special function, but a head reduction!"
"Descent refers to the use of evil arts, Gu incarnation, medicine, etc., and the head refers to the recipient itself."
Song Wenxuan paused for a moment: "Maybe you think I must be crazy, a returnee who specializes in psychology and Western medicine would actually believe in that kind of ethereal thing?"
” "At first, I did think so, but as the old man showed me more ways to go beyond scientific explanations, I began to doubt myself, and the psychological system I had built up for more than ten years collapsed, and I began to secretly study take-off and landing in my office."
"Lowering the head to practice to the highest depths, I can silently manipulate the minds of others, and this kind of control of the spirit coincides with my initial research topic.
In order to get more guidance on cultivation, I used my authority to help the old man change the ward and meet some of his strange requests. ” "For example, catch a few live mice and sparrows every day and put them in his ward."
"With each other at peace, using my rich psychological knowledge and pharmacological knowledge, my head-lowering technique made rapid progress, and just when I thought I could open a psychological window for all mankind, the old man suddenly stopped teaching me to lower my head and made new requirements."
"He asked me to send a few cats or dogs to his room every week."
"The back alleys of the city are full of stray cats and dogs, although I am strange, but in order to obtain the following method, I still meet his requirements, every night I drive out alone to catch those stray cats and dogs."
"About a month later, the insatiable old man again made new demands, he needed bigger animals, such as pigs and sheep."
"At that time, the income of the mental hospital was not bad, so I gritted my teeth and bought live pigs and sheep for him, and told him that this was the last time I helped him, and I hoped that he could do it himself."
Song Wenxuan lowered his head as he spoke: "But I found out that I was wrong, and it was very wrong." ” "Three months later, the old man made one last request to me, and this time what he needed was - a living person!"
I just felt a chill when I was listening, and I couldn't help but interject: "Did you satisfy him?"
” Song Wenxuan shook his head: "No, but this is also when the nightmare begins." ” "I refused the old man's request, and he didn't get angry, but said meaningfully that it wouldn't be long before I would kneel in front of him, crying and shouting for him to help."
"When I got home that night, strange things happened, first the sound of children playing with marbles was heard overhead, and then the children's foot prints could be clearly seen on the floor.
When I woke up the next day, I found that there was children's excrement on the balcony. ” "In the next few days, things got worse and worse, and my children were in a trance, saying every day that there was a child they didn't know in the house who wanted to play hide and seek with them."
"I knew that I was lowered by the old man, and I invited the master everywhere to come and see, but at that time, my identity as the director of the mental hospital was very sensitive, and these behaviors seemed grotesque in the eyes of outsiders, including my wife Wang Fengyao, who felt that I was too stressed and mentally ill."
"My life became a mess, and when I came back from a business trip, I realized that my wife woke up every morning and felt that she had been violated in a dream, and her body did have subtle changes, and the three children often played with an unnamed child, and they went wherever they were in danger."
"There was even a time when three children ran under a dry well, and if they hadn't been seen by a good Samaritan, all three of them would have suffocated to death."
"When I asked them afterwards, their answer was always that there was a kid I didn't know who wanted to play hide and seek with them."
"I can't continue to be silent, my family will be in danger if it continues."
From the above paragraph, it can be seen that Song Wenxuan at that time still cared about his family and was working hard to maintain his family.
"What happened next?
Why did you kill your own children with your own hands?
I pressed Song Xiaofeng's shoulders with both hands, the child couldn't understand Song Wenxuan's explanation, and his young heart only thought about killing the terrible man in front of him.
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"How could I bear to do something like that?
It wasn't me who killed Song Xiaoyao, or rather, I wasn't me anymore at that time.
Song Wenxuan breathed a sigh of relief and continued: "After I came back from a business trip, I went to the isolation ward to look for the old man, I wanted to talk to him well, but I saw a scene that I will never forget. ” "It was half past three in the afternoon, and I supported the nurse and entered the isolation ward alone."
"As soon as I opened the door, I smelled a fishy smell of blood, and when I came to my senses, I realized that there was a strange pattern painted with blood on the floor of the room, and the old man was sitting in the center of the pattern, holding a human head in each hand, and there were two corpses side by side under the bedboard."