Chapter 14 The Book of Judgment

The girl pointed at Zhou Ze and screamed, but fortunately, she was already insane and her personality was fragmented, so for Zhou Ze, this so-called "accusation" had no effect at all.

No one would believe the words of a mentally unstable person.

Moreover, even if a normal person said these words, they would be considered mentally unstable.

However, the words the girl sang earlier in the style of "Children's Opera" might seem out of place to others, just idle gossip, but Zhou Ze heard an unusual meaning in them.

What she sang,

Were epitaphs!

The so-called epitaphs are to summarize a person's life in the form of poetry, judging their past and also judging their future.

For example, in *Dream of the Red Chamber*, "From one order to two commands to three deaths of wood, weeping towards Jinling makes things even more sad" is Wang Xifeng's epitaph.

A lifetime of loneliness, killing her parents;

A lifetime of hard work, making wedding clothes for others;

In the end, she will end up with a broken family, abandoned by all, sad and lonely!

This referred to Wang Ke, who grew up in the same orphanage as himself. Here, it meant that Wang Ke killed his parents. After adulthood, he was busy with his career and couldn't take care of anything else. As for the last sentence, it was easy to understand: a broken family.

Zhou Ze felt that Wang Ke might have noticed that his wife was seeing someone else, but he didn't expose it. In addition, his daughter was chosen by a ghost servant to be a vessel.

And then the epitaph the girl sang to him,

Lonely and helpless since childhood, fearful and alone;

Waiting to climb the ladder to success, but ending up dying prematurely and falling into the underworld, truly lamentable…

This referred to himself. Born an orphan, he relied on his own abilities to become the director of his department before the age of thirty, just as he was climbing to the top, he suddenly died in a car accident.

As for "Good looks but a straw-filled belly" refers to Xu Le, who is beautiful on the outside but worthless on the inside. He looks decent enough, otherwise, he wouldn't have been chosen by the Lin family to be their live-in son-in-law.

The "straw" here does not refer to bandits who kill and rob, but refers to Xu Le's fact that he is just an empty shell except for his good looks.

The original sentence "Even with good looks, the belly is still full of straw" is an evaluation of Jia Baoyu in *Dream of the Red Chamber*.

In fact, Zhou Ze felt that the description of Xu Le in the epitaph was very accurate. The Lin family was rich, really rich. As a live-in son-in-law, Xu Le should not have much difficulty if he wanted to start a business or do something, but this guy was like a dead beatnik, creating a bookstore that only lost money.

Of course, the girl's final tape and panic were because she actually saw two lives in him.

One was a physical body,

The other was a soul.

In an instant,

She understood that she had seen a ghost.

This made Zhou Ze smile wryly. In this case, the girl in front of him should not be possessed by a ghost.

He wasn't so bad as to scare a ghost into pissing itself like a little sister.

Two nannies immediately came over to hold the girl down and kept comforting her.

Wang Ke also went over to persuade her with words.

Zhou Ze looked around. This should be the girl's original boudoir, with a pink theme, a princess bed, very warm and lovely, but unfortunately, its mistress was now in a crazy state.

What made Zhou Ze a little strange was that since this girl was not a ghost, then where did the "Children's Opera" she just sang and the precise epitaphs come from?

"Children's Opera" is a local tune of Tongcheng. Now only some old people still listen to it. Young people may not have even heard of it. The girl just sang it very professionally.

Could it be that after the two personalities became disordered and fused, a new personality was created, and this personality had this special ability?

People often say that the line between genius and madness is very thin.

But thinking about it, it didn't seem right, but he wasn't sure what was wrong.

"Where is my husband?"

At this time, the girl suddenly opened her mouth very calmly. She pushed away the nanny next to her and stood up.

"Has my husband come home?"

Wang Ke was stunned in place.

Zhou Ze also opened his mouth slightly.

Was this a role switch?

Had she turned into the mistress personality?

"A Qiu, I'm here." Mr. Zheng walked over at this time, and then signaled everyone to go out first. He wanted to comfort his "wife".

Walking to the balcony, Zhou Ze lit a cigarette.

"What's going on?" Wang Ke stood next to Zhou Ze and asked. His hope was on Zhou Ze.

Zhou Ze shook his head, "It's not ghost possession."

"Is it really a mental problem?" Wang Ke pursed his chapped lips. He was now in a bit of a dilemma.

In fact, if he had insisted on his doctor's principles and given the girl psychological treatment from the beginning, things might not have developed into what they were now.

But it was too late to say these things now.

However, these things can't really be blamed on Wang Ke alone. He wanted to get the support of investors, so he would naturally try to please his investors.

In addition, from the way Mr. Zheng heard that his daughter's personality had switched to his wife and immediately came in, and then looked at the tone in which he called "A Qiu," it could be seen that most of the problem was still with him.

"What is that room used for?" Zhou Ze pointed to the room next to the bedroom and asked. It was covered with white gauze, and the French windows were also tightly covered.

For some reason, Zhou Ze always felt that there was something in there that made him feel uncomfortable.

"It's Miss's studio," the young housekeeper said.

"Oh, can I go in and take a look?" Zhou Ze asked.

"This..." The housekeeper was a little embarrassed, and then looked at Wang Ke.

"Let him take a look," Wang Ke nodded and said, "Knowing more about Miss's affairs is also conducive to the progress of treatment."

"Okay."

The housekeeper went to get the key and opened the door, and then stood outside the door. Zhou Ze and Wang Ke walked in together.

"You liked to draw when you were a child. I remember you once told me that you wanted to be a painter," Wang Ke said with some reminiscence.

"The orphanage didn't have the conditions at that time," Zhou Ze said.

For Zhou Ze's situation at the time, learning to draw and doing art was really a bit unrealistic, so in the end, he chose medical school after the college entrance examination to make it easier to find a job to support himself.

"Don't worry, no matter how things turn out this time, I won't bother you again," Wang Ke smiled bitterly. "Actually, I was also afraid. When I came to you last time, I was very nervous."

Your daughter is a ghost servant. If you knew about this, wouldn't you be scared to death?

At this time, the housekeeper shouted at the door, "Doctor Wang, Mr. Zheng is looking for you."

"I'll go take a look first. I'll send you away later," Wang Ke left the studio, leaving Zhou Ze alone here.

Zhou Ze walked around the studio alone, looking at some of the paintings on the ground and on the walls. He was a little lost in thought. Honestly, although these paintings could be seen as the works of a young painter, each one seemed to have a unique spirituality, reflecting the painter's own talent.

Finally, Zhou Ze stopped in front of an easel covered with black cloth. Without the slightest psychological burden, he directly reached out and lifted the black cloth. Immediately, Zhou Ze's pupils shrank violently.

The painting on the easel was a skull.

It didn't look special, after all, this kind of skull image could be easily found online.

But this skull gave Zhou Ze a feeling that his heart had stopped beating, and even his breathing seemed to slow down because of this.

This was a special feeling, an unusual resonance.

After several deep breaths to calm his mind, Zhou Ze was able to look at the painting more carefully, and then Zhou Ze found that the skull in the painting was three-dimensional, especially the leftmost side had a sense of spatial folding.

This was like the difference between a flat drawing of a book cover and a three-dimensional drawing of a book cover.

This was a copy, because the girl's paintings before were all in the style of a young lady from a wealthy family, but the one in front of him was completely different from her previous style!

Judging from the painting,

What she copied should be a book, or a booklet?

And the cover of that book or booklet was this skull.

Zhou Ze began to look around. The girl should have put that thing in front of her when she painted this painting, so that thing was very likely in this studio.

Soon, Zhou Ze found a small cabinet in the corner of the studio. It was not locked. Zhou Ze opened the cabinet. There were some illustration books and some painting books inside. After flipping through them continuously, Zhou Ze finally found what he wanted, which was a booklet only the size of a palm, which looked a bit like a driver's license.

He took it out and put it in front of him. The front was the skull, exactly the same as in the painting.

That's right, what the girl copied was this thing.

Zhou Ze subconsciously opened the booklet, but at the moment the booklet was opened.

The girl who had just fallen asleep in the next bedroom suddenly opened her eyes, revealing a touch of crimson in her eyes, and then jumped directly off the bed. If the nannies next to her hadn't been quick to grab her, she might have rushed out of the bedroom.

"Woo woo woo... woo woo woo..."

The girl struggled desperately, and her fingernails scratched many blood marks on the faces of the nannies.

"What's wrong again!"

Mr. Zheng ran back to the bedroom again, looking at his daughter like this, he was extremely distressed.

And in the location separated by a wall, Zhou Ze had been keeping the action of opening the booklet and not moving.

However, in Zhou Ze's mind, there suddenly appeared men, women, old and young, who appeared very quickly and disappeared very quickly, but every time one appeared, a few lines of black calligraphy would appear next to them, writing their epitaphs.

For a time, the terrifying amount of information made Zhou Ze's head dizzy.

"Hiss..."

Suddenly, Zhou Ze raised his head and took a deep breath, and at the same time closed the booklet.

This was not an ordinary skull peripheral booklet.

It recorded the annotations of many deceased people and their lives.

This was also something Zhou Ze had never seen before.

At this time, Zhou Ze realized that there was a scorched mark in the middle of the skull on the cover of the booklet.

Zhou Ze subconsciously used his fingernail to touch this mark.

At this moment, Zhou Ze's black fingernails seemed to grow out of control, and the black aura on the fingernails rolled into the booklet, making the entire booklet extremely hot, but it couldn't be thrown away, as if it were branded on Zhou Ze's flesh.

And the girl who was struggling frantically in the next room suddenly became quiet, as if she had finally been liberated, and directly fell asleep.

The feeling of pain didn't last long, but it was enough to make Zhou Ze sweat profusely, as if he was being subjected to torture!

"Clatter..."

The booklet fell from Zhou Ze's hand.

Zhou Ze lowered his head, and beads of sweat kept dripping down.

But he saw two clear blood-red words appearing on the back of the booklet, which was originally just a black cover:

"The Underworld has order,

The Yellow Springs can be crossed."