After being together for so long, Jiang Bing knew my temper. Her cold Muzi became softer. She broke free from me and grabbed her hand and said softly: "Be careful, we are outside the door and go in as soon as there is any situation."

I laughed freely and then asked Xia Hongbo to open the door.

Xia Hongbo took out the key and began to gently open the iron door in front of us.

Yuan Zicheng, who was opened inside, seemed to have no consciousness, and did not pay attention to the already opened iron door, and was still looking at the paintings on the wall.

Before entering, Xia Hongbo told me: "Yuan Zicheng's personality at night is very dangerous. If you notice something is wrong, come out immediately."

"Don't worry, Dean." I nodded and responded.

I didn't feel anything outside just now, and I smelled a stinking smell not long after I walked to the ward.

Suddenly I thought of what Xia Hongbo said.

Red is replaced by his blood, while black is replaced by the feces excreted from his body...

Yuan Zicheng was still focused on the paintings on the wall. As long as he found a little problem, he had to correct it.

I didn't deliberately disturb Yuan Zicheng. Some mentally ill patients have strong obsessive-compulsive disorder. I was afraid that disturbing Yuan Zicheng would get crazy.

So I followed Yuan Zicheng's feet silently and looked at the paintings on the wall.

After walking around, I have to admit Yuan Zicheng's painting ability. Although the words on the wall did not make him feel lifelike, it was quite amazing to use those things to draw such paintings and draw them into this picture.

After a round, Yuan Zicheng did not continue to walk around but sat on the bed.

I knew my chance was almost coming, so I didn't delay it.

I slowly approached Yuan Zicheng and walked to Yuan Zicheng's bed.

Yuan Zicheng's sallow cheeks kept shaking. I saw the blood in his mouth squirming slightly, and his blood-red eyes staring at the ground intently.

The frequency of his lips squirming seemed to be regular, rather than trembling randomly.

I frowned and walked over to Yuan Zicheng to listen to what he was saying.

Yuan Zicheng seemed to have not noticed me at all, and was still sitting there squirming his lips, looking at the ground without squinting.

"Wan Nian Ling..."

I suddenly widened my eyes, and Yuan Zicheng trembled his lips and kept saying a few words in a vague way!

And the first three words are Wannianling!

He is talking about Wannianling!

"What's wrong with Wannianling?" I tried to communicate with Yuan Zicheng and asked him carefully.

Yuan Zicheng shivered his lips and did not answer my words, but still repeated the three words "Wannianling".

I gradually became a little anxious, but I didn't force Yuan Zicheng to say it, but instead stabilized my impatient heart and asked calmly as Yuan Zicheng said.

"Three...shen...stone..."

Yuan Zicheng once again spoke a word that made me feel extremely familiar.

"Wannianling, Sansheng Stone, what's behind? What's behind?" I squatted beside Yuan Zicheng and continued to ask gently.

"Back..." Yuan Zicheng's eyes never left the ground. He trembled with his lips and said vaguely: "Back...behind...behind...behind...behind...behind...behind...behind! Previous life...before life!"

I frowned and looked at Yuan Zicheng. He kept repeating Wannianling and Sansheng Stone, but now he talked about the underworld and his previous life.

What he said can be said was that there was no clue related to our investigation. I wanted to follow what he said and slowly dig back, but now it seems that this idea is obviously unsuccessful.

I took a deep breath and couldn't control so much now. I just wanted to figure out what Yuan Zicheng and the other four had posted on Wannianling back then.

"Do you know Dou Anmin, Shang Jiusheng, Cheng Haiqing?" I looked at Yuan Zicheng with a serious expression.

When I asked this, I was ready for Yuan Zicheng's outbreak, but what I didn't expect was that he did not make any moves because of the names of these three people.

Instead, he was always indifferent and muttered to himself and repeated the previous sentences.

Helplessly, I had to continue to say: "Dou Anmin became a vegetable, Shang Jiusheng lost his life in a car accident, but he could only be eight years old. Cheng Haiqing died in a car accident. What do you know?"

I always think that Yuan Zicheng can understand our words and that he has consciousness.

After I finished saying this, I saw Yuan Zicheng's palm trembling unconsciously, and I became more convinced of this possibility!

He must have heard what I said, and he must have consciousness.

I licked my lips and struck while the iron was hot and continued to ask: "What happened in Wannianling, Anyong Village ten years ago? Tell me..."

My voice was so light that there was no emotion mixed in it.

Yuan Zicheng still looked that way, but I'm sure he understood what I said.

"Ten years ago... Wannianling... Anyong Village Primary School... Anyong Village Primary School..." Yuan Zicheng's mouth slowly opened, and the blood in his mouth made him blurry when he spoke, but I was very close to him and could easily hear what he said.

"Yes, it's EYE Primary School, what did you... do?" I was delighted and asked hurriedly.

Yuan Zicheng's eyelids twitched, and he slowly opened his mouth and said, "We are digging... we are digging... we are digging... we are digging... we are digging... we are digging... we are digging... we are digging... we are digging... we are digging... we are digging... we are digging... we are digging... we are digging... we are digging... we are digging... we are digging... we

"Who asked you to dig it?"

"Who is it? Who made us dig...yes...yes..."

"Who is it?!"

My mood became more and more rapid, so I forgot Xia Hongbo's advice and grabbed Yuan Zicheng's arm regardless of everything.

The moment he touched Yuan Zicheng's arm, Yuan Zicheng suddenly seemed to have become a different person.

He suddenly stood up and grabbed my hair.

Yuan Zicheng's speed was too fast, which caught me off guard. By the time I realized it, my scalp was already feeling deep pain.

I tried my best to break free from Yuan Zicheng's palm. The moment I broke free, I saw that there were a few more hairs in Yuan Zicheng's hand.

Not only that, I also saw him laughing again.

He was smiling ferociously, his teethless mouth was covered in blood, his smile was like a demon, which made me feel endless chills in my eyes.

Zhao Jiyou and Jiang Bing, who were watching the movement inside, opened the iron door and rushed into the ward the moment Yuan Zicheng grabbed my hair.

Fortunately, my reaction was not too slow, otherwise the consequences would be really unimaginable.

Zhao Jiyou stood in front of us, staring at Yuan Zicheng coldly.

Yuan Zicheng seemed to have no intention of chasing the victory. He held my hair and laughed and kept laughing.

I knew I couldn't ask anything now, so I shouted at Yuan Zicheng: "What happened ten years ago? You four are injured and one is dead now. Do you think this consequence is not enough now! When will you hide it?"

"What happened?" Yuan Zicheng laughed wildly. This was the first time I heard him speak in such a loud voice. He looked at us with contemptuous eyes like a demon: "Everyone must die! All those who stayed in Anyong Village ten years ago must die! The three of them are going to die! I am going to die too! It's a demon! It's a Three Life Stone... I saw my previous life! I am an emperor! You ants dare to imprison me!"

"Do you want to be the same as Cheng Haiqing?" Zhao Jiyou said coldly.

Yuan Zicheng smiled and shouted in a disapproving tone: "Die? I am not afraid of death! I am an emperor of my generation. All the country is in my hands. Only I designate others to die, and no one dares to designate me to die! You are all going to die! Tens of thousands of ghost soldiers will become my slaves, and you are all going to die!"

"..." I finally realized that Yuan Zicheng was crazy.

He is not an ordinary lunatic. He kept saying that he had seen his previous life, and then said that he was an emperor of a generation, and now he actually mentioned some Yin soldiers.

"Go out quickly." Xia Hongbo pulled the three of us out of the ward, and then locked the iron door of the ward without giving us a chance to breathe.

Yuan Zicheng inside finally stopped laughing wildly. He ran to the iron gate with all his might, then grabbed the iron gate and roared loudly: "Let me out! I am the emperor, only I keep others, no one keeps me! Let me out!"

No one paid attention to Yuan Zicheng. I squatted on the ground and rubbed my head carefully thinking about what Yuan Zicheng said.

Like the monk Jiusheng, he mentioned a word again.

That's the scrubber.

Shaving? What do they shovel?

Wannianling...what can be used to dig?

What did the four of them encounter on Wannianling ten years ago?
Chapter completed!