Chapter 14 The Painting

Presumably, the painting is about what happened tonight.

In other words, Jiang Cheng narrowed his eyes, this person dressed as a little beggar was also by the lake tonight.

And he witnessed some things that he considered very important.

Otherwise, there would be no need to come to them late at night.

More precisely, he came to find Fatty.

He didn't want to alarm the others.

"This kid is too brave." Fatty looked towards the window, as if he could see the poor child through the window, with a trace of worry in his tone, "Isn't he afraid that Young Master Huang would discover him and kill him directly?"

"That's a ghost!" Fatty continued.

Xia Meng stood up, took the candle from the table, and returned, spreading the painting on the ground. With the help of the candle, she looked at the painting more carefully, and responded while looking at it: "That's not necessarily true."

Fatty was stunned, retracted his gaze, and asked: "What do you mean?"

"I mean Young Master Huang is not necessarily a ghost." Xia Meng said without raising her head, "He may also be a person."

Fatty immediately looked at the doctor. He remembered that the doctor had said similar things before, but he said it in front of all his teammates. He thought the doctor was just routinely deceiving people, so he didn't pay much attention to it.

But now that Xia Meng has brought it up again, I'm afraid there really is something mysterious about it.

"Before, we always thought that Young Master Huang was a ghost, just because his behavior was strange, but there was no real evidence." Jiang Cheng looked at Fatty and said, "Even his ability to float on the water and sing operas before, now it seems, is just because there is a piece of tidal flat in the center of the lake. Because the terrain is low-lying, we didn't notice it at first."

"If we had a boat, we could do it too."

Jiang Cheng picked up the painting, shook it, and said, "If this painting is not a trap, but is real, then I think at least we can be sure that Young Master Huang is a person."

"Although he is a person, something must have happened to him that caused him to become like this."

"Excessive longing." Xia Meng exhaled and added coldly, "His sweetheart died, and it seems that she was killed by someone. This man is a sentimental fool and went crazy because he couldn't think straight."

Fatty thought for a while and felt that what they said made sense.

After all, in his impression, ghosts are existences beyond comprehension. After three ghosts kill someone, they form a group and row back. Isn't that... a bit too shabby?

Ghosts probably care about face too, right?

What would other ghosts think of them?

This is unscientific.

The moonlight outside was clear. Fatty stood up and looked around, but found nothing special. It seemed that the little beggar had already left.

After tossing around for most of the night, everyone was exhausted. After Xia Meng carefully looked at the painting several times, she also went to sleep. After a while, her breathing became steady.

Fatty leaned close to the doctor, stared at the painting in the latter's hand, and lowered his voice as much as possible, "Doctor," he asked, "What exactly did you see?"

Raising his head, Jiang Cheng's eyes seemed to have something flowing in them as he looked at Fatty.

Fatty licked his lips and said rather embarrassedly: "Doctor, don't be surprised. After all, we've been together for so long. It's normal for me to know something that outsiders don't know."

"You must have seen something." Fatty stared at the doctor expectantly, "But you didn't say it."

Jiang Cheng glanced at Fatty for a while, then turned his head and glanced at Xia Meng, who was lying on the bed, pretending to be asleep very dedicatedly. His lips moved slightly.

He didn't hear the sound, but Fatty understood what the doctor said.

He said two sentences, the first sentence was: "Almost."

This sentence obviously refers to Xia Meng. Before, Jiang Cheng had told Fatty some secrets, and also made Fatty have a deeper understanding of Xia Meng and the forces behind her.

The doctor is probably going to reveal his cards to Xia Meng.

But what Fatty was more interested in was the next sentence, the doctor said: "I know... what the su nang is."

The second half of the code, "half a su nang can relieve sorrow," the important clue, the su nang, was actually... found by the doctor!

Fatty immediately became excited.

The feeling this instance gave him was very different from the ones he had faced before. Maybe it was because of the difference in eras, but every minute and every second he spent here made him feel uncomfortable all over.

Moreover, the ghosts and players in this instance are not ordinary.

Even someone of the doctor's level can only seek a way out by transferring the ghost's attention.

If he stays any longer, something might really happen.

Xia Meng is even more unreliable...

Just as Fatty's face flushed with excitement, preparing to ask the doctor in detail about what the su nang was, he discovered that the doctor's gaze towards him had changed.

"Fatty." Jiang Cheng stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder, then said softly in a comforting tone: "I'm afraid you're going to suffer a bit."

Fatty: "???"

...

The next morning, Jiang Cheng was awakened by the noise outside. He turned over happily, striking all kinds of comfortable poses. Xia Meng, who was airing out the room by the window, frowned.

After discovering that Xia Meng was looking at him, Jiang Cheng thought for a while, then lay on the bed, squinting slightly, and then the buttocks wrapped in the quilt slowly bulged.

The quilt was topped with a small mountain-like outline.

Xia Meng immediately looked away, no longer stimulating the exhibitionism of this psychopath.

He's sick.

A ruthless type of personality disorder.

She saw it in the Xiaoshijian Village instance before.

The ruthlessness he displayed, and the indifferent attitude after the ruthlessness, all indicated that he grew up in an environment that severely lacked love and comfort.

His childhood was likely to have been subjected to some kind of infringement, perhaps... long-term and continuous, which led to the formation of his extreme personality.

In order to cope with nightmares, and to improve her identity and background in nightmares, she self-studied some psychology.

She learned that a person's childhood is an important period for personality development, and this kind of personality development is almost irreversible.

Most of these people were subjected to long-term violent or cold violence from within the family or from the outside world during their childhood. Frequent negative stimuli caused the victim's psychology to gradually become numb.

Over time, they become indifferent and twisted.

This is true for others, and it is also true for themselves. This is the most terrifying thing about them.

And the person in front of him is the best among them.

After he tasted that there was something wrong with the bowl of blood, he didn't even change his expression. He just ate it all in one bite. If she remembered correctly, he even smacked his lips.

This doesn't seem like the first time someone has done something like this.

And what's even more terrifying is... Xia Meng clenched her fingers slightly, he seemed to see through her arrangement.

How is that possible...

But if not, then why would he say such things to her?

"I gave you a chance." Jiang Cheng's words reappeared in her mind, "Don't forget."

Xia Meng couldn't help but shiver.