[Urban supernatural + folklore + cool writing + pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger + imagination]
Welcome to Qingshan Mental Hospital - here, "hallucinations" will crawl onto your bed and "delusions" can write on the walls!
Chen Xiao (wiping cold sweat): "Uncle Wang, are the things in Ward 404 really cannibalistic?"
Wang Kun (picking teeth): "Hey, you don't have to eat it with your mouth, just suck it and the soul will be gone!"
Chen Xiao: "..." (Silently holding the ink brush line tightly)
They locked me in and said I was mentally ill, but who could tell me how to explain scientifically the rotten face hanging behind the doctor?
Being thrown into this hellish place as a delusion, Chen Xiao discovered that his "madness" was actually the long-lost shaman's "Dancing God"!
With half-baked formulas, an ancestral pendant that sometimes works and doesn't work, and full-level complaining skills, he must survive in this strange mental hospital.
During the day, he is a "good patient" who abides by the rules, but secretly he arms himself with mahogany chips and ink lines, dealing with the seemingly rational beautiful doctor, the crazy and mysterious old patient, and the dean who hides a knife in his smile.
At night, he is an investigator who travels alone into a forbidden area, facing the distorted shadows, the resentful spirits in the mirror, and the collective nightmare that pervades the underground! What secrets are hidden deep in the old building?
Is the "cannibalism" legend in Ward 404 true? Can the "qi" that occasionally flashes be the key to his breakthrough?
[Chen Xiao's inner OS: It costs money for others to be hospitalized, but it costs my life to be hospitalized! Waiting online, it's very urgent!
Mental hospitals are where civilization comes and ends. In the early days, great people were classified as heretics and burned to death.
Come on, the future may be unknown
A very interesting novel, worth reading
Mental hospitals are where civilization comes and ends. In the early days, great people were classified as heretics and burned to death. Come on, the future may be unknown