Chapter 3 Admission Test 03
The photo that Jiang Yuelu glanced at that day was actually not that scary. It was too ordinary among the many stimulating emails. The dark tones contrasted with the flying birds made it look like a photograph that could be submitted for a competition. It did not have the power to scare people.
But it was such an ordinary photo that made Xiao Jiang, who worked all year round, go home and rest for half a day for the first time.
Although he had returned to normal when he walked into the office the next day, Zhao Silan always remembered the sudden contraction of his pupils at that time.
After that she noticed more details.
For example, there are never any bird-shaped ornaments in Mr. Jiang’s office, and there are no flower and bird paintings in the lounge decorated in Japanese style.
What’s even more amazing is that there was a man in the company who liked to tell jokes in a stage play posture with his hands raised up, which was a movement similar to taking off. After being called in for a talk, Zhao Silan never saw him do it again.
Everyone thinks that Xiao Jiang doesn't like flying birds, but Zhao Silan thinks it's not that simple. To be precise, Xiao Jiang always resists, hates... and even fears things that "fly".
In his mind, there must be a picture that has a strong presence. That picture freezes the moment of an animal "flying". Every time he thinks of it, it is mental torture, so he has such deep hatred.
Jiang Yuelu smiled delicately, "Flying insects, birds... everything that can fly? Do you think I'm afraid of them?"
She subconsciously wanted to shake her head, but he interrupted her.
"Is hatred also considered fear? Excitement, intensity, and a pounding heartbeat." His tone changed from slow to fast, becoming hot: "In the past year, I only felt truly alive when I saw those black birds."
"…Sorry, I don't quite understand."
Their conversation was interrupted by a ringing sound. Jiang Yuelu picked up the phone and listened for a while before interrupting the other party and saying, "You can give it to me now, don't worry about whether I'm alone or not."
After hanging up, Zhao Silan saw a man wearing a black baseball cap walking out from the depths of the alley. He was dressed in a frivolous manner, but he couldn't help showing fear when facing Jiang Yuelu.
He handed Jiang Yuelu a very thin envelope, "This month's money is all here."
Zhao Silan noticed burn marks on the back of his hands.
After Jiang Yuelu nodded, the man who suddenly appeared immediately went deep into the alley. He seemed not to notice that there was another person at all.
Or rather, he didn't dare to pay attention.
He was already scared when he came here and faced Jiang Yuelu. He just wanted to leave here and didn't care about anything else.
Zhao Silan had no idea what kind of deal she was involved in... She was a little scared and wanted to leave in a hurry: "Then... Mr. Jiang, I'm going home first."
"Don't you want to know now?" Jiang Yuelu raised the envelope with a smile, "Just look at this and you'll know everything."
Zhao Silan gritted her teeth and said, "I think it's better for me not to know. I'm just an ordinary person. It would be fatal if I got involved in this kind of thing."
Jiang Yuelu didn't say anything.
After a long while, he said, "It would be nice if they were as self-aware as you are."
He always said something that people couldn't understand. Zhao Silan thought of the rumors in the company, saying that Jiang Yuelu's mind was actually a little abnormal after watching his relatives being burned to death.
madman.
In the madman's mind, there should be a very strong picture, freezing the moment when some animal is "flying".
What is the picture?
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At the home of psychologist Chen Ze.
"What was that dream like?"
"In the fire, I saw black birds flying... their wings rose from their immobile bodies."
"Is this an illusion you had because of the heat that day, or is it real?"
He opened his eyes.
Doctor Chen showed an embarrassed expression, "Mr. Jiang, every time we get to this point, you wake up from hypnosis. We have never seen such a situation before."
He sat up from the soft chair, and the red light in his vision gradually faded.
"Mr. Jiang, I think this is what you're worried about. The medical examiner has found their bodies at the scene. They didn't turn into birds and leave. They are gone, so you should cheer up."
He shook his head: "It's not an illusion."
December 12th last year, an ordinary weekend before Christmas Eve.
His brothers and sisters rushed back from all over just to have a precious reunion with him at the end of the year, but the fire that spread because of the Christmas tree he brought home burned everything down.
Doctor Chen said helplessly, "As far as I know, you are still collecting information about the experiences of people who have experienced fire incidents similar to yours. With all due respect, Mr. Jiang, the only way to get rid of this incident is to stay away from it. If you keep letting yourself dwell on these injuries, these effects will not be eliminated."
Jiang Yuelu: "I don't want to eliminate it."
"In fact, remembering the people who have passed away is not called erasing, you can choose to treasure them..."
Jiang Yuelu interrupted: "It's not gone."
He and Doctor Chen stared at each other in silence. The latter saw a hint of madness that was about to break in Jiang Yuelu's extremely calm expression, like cracks appearing on a huge ice surface. He couldn't help but feel fear for what Jiang Yuelu was going to say next.
"They are all still alive."
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It is impossible for someone who has been burned to death in the fire and whose body has been found to be still alive.
The bodies had been burned black and their original appearance was completely unrecognizable, but the forensic doctor determined that the five bodies were Yan He, Zhu Nian, Yan Fei, Yan Lu and Yan Yin.
He would not question the judgment of the forensic doctor because that would be questioning science.
But what if science no longer exists in this world?
"Mr. Jiang, this is the information I collected this month. There was indeed a fire in this area half a year ago. The person involved saw black flakes at the scene and thought they were flying catkins. But after my confirmation, the person involved thought that those flakes were not so light, they had weight."
Jiang Yuelu put a page of records aside and wrote three words on the paper -
Has weight.
"That was four years ago, I don't remember clearly... Was there any black stuff flying? How could I see it in such a mess... From their bodies... Oh, I thought I was dazzled at the time, there was a black mark on my wife's back, I thought it was some cloth that hadn't been completely burned... Then I thought about it, she didn't have any black clothes at all. Yes, it was a square, small piece."
He turned off the recorder and wrote after the three words "weighty" -
The shape is a square.
In the fire cases he collected in the past year, only a very small number of survivors remembered what happened at the time. But once they remember, the impression is hard to erase. Because in that seemingly panic and tense situation, their eyes are actually always focused on their loved ones, and any abnormality that happens to him or her will be quickly engraved in their minds.
Black cloth, black flakes...
In addition to him, many people saw something similar to the black flying bird.
He pieced together the scene at that time, just to recreate the moment when the flames rolled and the black bird rolled up.
"Xiao Fei! Come to your brother!"
"Ayin, come here!"
"Don't be afraid, Lulu, brother will come to rescue you soon!"
He stood outside the fire, as if he was an excluded candidate. He could only watch his loved ones being engulfed by the flames, and watch their bodies fly away and disappear in groups of thin black birds.
During this process, he could only watch.
He shouted until he was hoarse, but he couldn't get to them.
The police suspected him of arson because he was at the scene but did nothing. They didn't understand why they did nothing.
Not to mention others, even he himself couldn't understand it.
Why can I just watch motionlessly?
If the King of Hell exists, why did he only exclude himself and take away others?
The video recording that Yan Fei left that day was burned. The fire burned everything except the black card. The day after the fire, the names of Yan Fei and the other two appeared on the card. It said, "Congratulations on your admission to our school."
Light a candle, make a wish, and the magical flame will quietly jump.
Then you can go to where they are.
It must be like this.
He watched the flames slowly devour the words “cubically shaped”, “weighty”, “thin as a blade”, “in groups”, “able to speak”…
In the flickering light, he made his only wish.
——If possible, I would like to meet the King of Hell.
"Mr. Jiang! Mr. Jiang..."
"Boss Jiang, please come out quickly!"
Whose voice is it? Xiao Liu, Zhao Silan... Gradually, I could no longer hear them.
Jiang Yuelu lowered his head and looked at the flames burning on his body. He couldn't help but grin. This was the first time he had a sincere smile since that Christmas a year ago.
This time he could finally see clearly.
Those black birds, as thin as blade wings, were just pieces of paper with sharp edges. They flew out from their melted bodies one by one, shouting and lining up in a row, as if good news had arrived: "Congratulations on your admission, complete the test, report as soon as possible..."
"The first person who came to see me..."
An ancient and vicissitudes voice sounded in the darkness: "Why are you here?"
He smiled in the fire: "I'm here to see the King of Hell, and I want three people."
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