After choosing a big adventure at Lupine's Bar

After Ming Kong woke up the next morning, it can be said that he got angry at Deng Guo completely unreasonably.

That inexplicable feeling of anger is really strange.

Nakara would hardly ever get angry.

So, after he calmed down, he soon realized that he was making trouble for no reason.

He was shocked at first that he was so unreasonable and made trouble without considering the situation at all, and then he felt so ashamed that he didn't even want to leave the door.

【What do you think of me?Why are you still here?If you only think of heavy things when you see me, why don't you just leave? 】

【ha?Nobody ever said that, right? 】

【... But you really think so. 】

【……What do you see? 】

【…】

After making a "tsk" sound that snakes generally cannot make, the lamp fruit disappeared.

Generally, even if the lantern fruit is not wrapped around him, it will not be too far away from him, and it can be seen at a glance.

And now, I can't find it anywhere.

Neither in the pocket of the coat nor in the soft bed of the bamboo basket where I usually sleep.

But it is still nearby.

"is it here?"

In the middle of the night, Mingkong stepped on the soil step by step on the cherry blossom tree that had passed the flowering season but was still in full bloom, and jumped a few times tentatively.

Seemingly getting an affirmative answer, he smiled, took out the tools in his backpack, and started digging.

……

Under the moonlight, a snow-white bone was exposed.

It's a human finger bone.

He knew that under the layer of soil that had not been excavated was a complete remains.

So, he used his fingers to hook the "roommate" who lived in his body temporarily, and shook it like a hook.

"Okay, I'll call the police directly... an excuse? Just say that I think the soil here must be very fertile, and I want to dig some to grow flowers..."

"No thanks, no thanks, I also want you to leave as soon as possible."

With a smile on his face, he looked into the empty space, "Goodbye."

The case involving the remains is a matter for the police.

Because Ming Kong was still a child, and his panic acting skills were flawless, the police only made a record, and let him go when he insisted that he could go back alone.

The little snake wrapped itself around the branch, staring at the back of Ming Kong's departing, the ripe red pupils reflected the final scene of the cherry tree withering and withering, and blinked.

Ming Kong now roughly grasps the law of ghost possession.

If it wasn't for the kind with strong resentment, he was sure that he would not be robbed of the control of his body, and he could communicate with those ghosts.

As long as we can communicate, most of the problems can be solved, it's just a matter of time.

Such spirits are not harmful.

The hard part is that kind of wraith.

Or a plurality of spiritual bodies swarmed up.

But like my mother said in the past, it's better not to go to crowded places or ghost places.

At the same time, he didn't know if Deng Guo would help him or leave him alone if something happened, so he had to be careful.

But no matter how careful you are, you will still cause trouble for others.

If only I could be alone.

Although that's probably impossible to do.

Unless it can run into the universe to fend for itself.

But how to get to the universe?

……

Just as he was walking on the way to his relative's house, thinking about what to do, a hearse drove past him.

As the pupils tightened, consciousness slowly sank.

He seems to be going nuts in his host family.

In the confusion, when his own consciousness came back, his sister took his arm, shook it, and shouted his name.

In the intermittent conversations and quarrels in his ears, he roughly heard these few keywords.

"Multiple Personality", "Mental Illness", "Abuse"...

They found out that their own symptoms had also appeared when their mother was still alive, which was a bit like multiple personalities.

The common root cause of multiple personality is the abuse suffered at the age of 4 and the stimulation of the external environment afterward.

"If it gets out, I don't know what gossip will be said... It would be a heavy burden to take in two people at once, and that brother has a gloomy personality, and now he still has this disease... How can I bear it?! "

"Then keep it secret for now...!"

"How can I hide this? What if it's at school...and you saw what happened just now? It's too scary, in case... just treat it as spending money to eliminate the disaster, the nursing home..."

The final result of the discussion was that he was forced to take him to see a psychiatrist on weekends.

Multiple personality, or dissociative identity disorder, is a difficult mental illness to diagnose.

The doctor judged that it was possible based on the "symptoms" and Meikong's "dictation", and suggested to go home and observe.

However, under the strong resistance of relatives and couples, they finally decided to stay in the hospital for observation.

The moment Mingkong heard this decision, he thought it was over.

The hospital is a dangerous place for him.

It was originally a gathering place for all kinds of negative emotions, and with the ghosts hovering around, if possible, he would never approach it at all.

But the matter has come to this point, there is no way to resist, and can only stay in the hospital temporarily.

Escaping will only lead to more trouble.

Hearing his relatives' verbal reassurance that he didn't dare to make any physical contact, he smiled at his sister who came with him, saying that he was fine.

When he woke up sweating in the middle of the night, in the single isolation ward, he was scratching his wrist with a plastic knife.

It must have been cut several times, leaving a bloodstain.

Looking at the clock, it had been about 3 hours since he lost consciousness.

Although it was useless at all, he still pressed the call bell to prevent the hospital from taking any coercive measures against him later.

……

Consciousness has been intermittent, and I don't know that a few days have passed, and there are more and more wounds on my wrist.

More than one ghost is inside him.

But they can't communicate at all, and they don't know the laws of the upper body.

While dealing with doctors and nurses with acting skills, he was anxiously thinking about ways to get out of this situation. Gradually, he began to vent his pressure by cutting his own wrists in a conscious state.

All the tableware was taken away, not even the paper that would cut the skin.

So he began to bite with his teeth.

What would happen if the blood vessel was really bitten off?

If you really bite off...

In a trance, the lips and teeth felt the unique rusty smell of blood.

Just as he was about to continue biting down, something cold was stuck to his forehead.

Under the external force, his head was pushed back by someone's fingers, his thumb stuck into his mouth and pressed against his canine teeth, and his wrist covered with layers of wounds was also firmly held.

Mingkong was stunned.

The side hair soaked in cold sweat was stuck to the side of the face, and the dark eyes made the skin paler, like a ghost.

He met a pair of bright eyes burning with lights that he hadn't seen for a long time.

"Look, here's your 'bad habit'."

The snake god with white hair and red eyes appeared out of nowhere, with white hair and the same snow-white clothes fluttering around, his face was expressionless, everything was as light and faint as his hair color and skin color.

Only those eyes are the firelight in the dark night.

And, for some reason, the wording habit has changed.

"Do you know what it is now?"

Ming Kong looked bewildered.

Or rather, he didn't want to think about it.

The white snake god took his thumb out of his mouth, sighed, and transformed back into a little snake, wrapping it around his wounded wrist, covering the red.

The wound is healing.

"You're really going to die if I don't watch over you."

"No, not to the extent of 'death'."

"To shut up--!"

Then Mingkong really shut up.

"...Why did you really shut up?!"

"...?"

"Okay, okay, my uncle already knows exactly how stupid you are. If you don't say something clearly, you won't understand it at all, or you won't believe it if you realize it."

"So, to avoid misunderstanding, my uncle made it clear—"

He took a deep breath, and the whole snake leaned back to gather strength, trying to overcome his self-esteem and shame.

"My uncle has decided to support you for the rest of his life. Don't think about what you have. Just rely on me and ask me to help you! Did you hear that?"

"But……"

"No but!"

……

In the silence, Deng Guo climbed onto Ming Kong's neck and coiled it again, circled around and yawned.

He felt the vibration of the child's vocal cords.

Ming Kong suddenly laughed.

With a volume and a strange way of laughing that had never been seen in his previous life, he laughed out loud, almost not alarming the staff on duty.

"Thank you."

That's all he said in the end.