925, ‘Imitation’ consciousness (1/2)
Information sheet - Name: Zhu Yuming (claimed to be Wang Fuying, after investigation, Wang Fuying is not the missing person in the Mingzhou incident).
Gender: Male (believed to be a female).
Age: 39 years old (claimed to be 52 years old). Home address: ·······
Su Wu stood in front of a transparent cubicle, carefully reading a page of information sheet posted on the cubicle.
Inside the cubicle, a tall man folded his hands in front of his lower abdomen, walking back and forth in the cubicle in small steps, with a worried look on his face. "He" did not yell and interrogate with malice like other zombies when he saw Su Wu approaching, but timidly observed Su Wu for a while, and then whispered: "Officer... How long will the old woman have to stay here? ”
Su Wu took his eyes off the data sheet, raised his head, looked at the tall man who behaved like an old woman, and said, "Wang Fuying."
"Yes." The tall man quickly agreed.
"Where is your home in Jin?" Su Wu asked.
"The tall man" replied, "My lord, my home is in a small mountain village in Fenzhou Prefecture, called Dashuitan Village."
Its words were full of local slang, and if you were not from Jin like it, it would be difficult to understand its words. However, Su Wu used his "Eight Consciousnesses" and his own gift of sharp tongues to lead the conversation, so it was not difficult to communicate with it.
This "tall man" zombie heir "Wang Fuying's" memory, in response to Su Wu's words before, said that his family was in a remote mountain village in a corner of "Fenzhou Prefecture", and the village was called "Dashuitan Village".
"How could a person from Fenzhou Prefecture travel thousands of miles to Mingzhou?" Su Wu asked.
"Uh, I don't know..." The tall man shook his head anxiously.
"Wang Fuying shook his head again and said hesitantly: "The third son of the 'good man Zhou' in my village turned twelve years old. I went to attend his 'round lock ceremony'. I was sitting at the banquet and had just eaten a piece of chicken. The good man led his third son to the hall and opened the lock on his neck... I couldn't see anything and didn't know anything. When I came to my senses, I was already in a place I didn't recognize." "Round lock ceremony..." Su Wu whispered to himself. Customs like the "Round Lock Ceremony" have not been discontinued even now.
The main reason is that people in the past believed that children under the age of twelve were in an incomplete state of soul, so they needed to lock their souls with a lock to prevent their souls from scattering and causing the boy to die early.
Today, the "Round Lock Ceremony" is mainly extended to a blessing for children, hoping that through this ceremony, children can "open their wisdom" and develop in a more intelligent direction.
Su Wu looked at the tall man and said, "It seems that there is a problem with the third son of the Zhou family? When the elders unlocked him, you suddenly lost your perception. When your perception recovered, you were already in this situation now."
"Wang Fuying" shook his head blankly: "Uh, I don't know..."
"Then do you know "Zhu Yuming"?" Su Wu asked.
The tall man who clearly looked like Zhu Yuming shook his head blankly and said, "I don't know him."
Su Wu did not comment and asked, "You walked from Mingzhou to here. Have you met anyone like you along the way?"
"I saw a group of people with long braids, but I don't know if they are the same as me, and I don't know why they came to this unfamiliar place..." Wang Fuying replied.
Su Wu nodded. He held an eight-diagram bronze mirror in his left hand, and a brush dipped in cinnabar and ink appeared in his right hand.
Looking up at the tall man, Su Wu asked again, "You really don't know 'Zhu Yuming'? "
While speaking, the eight consciousnesses suddenly started to work.
The colorful light wheels turned from virtual to real, and appeared in reality in an instant, excluding many other compartments, but including Wang Fuying's compartment.
So, in the continuous rotation of the colorful light wheels, Wang Fuying heard Su Wu's words, which were repeated over and over again: "You really don't know Zhu Yuming?"
Its expression became obviously impatient, and it responded repeatedly: "Sir, I really don't know him, I really don't know him!
"You didn't lie." The voice that was transmitted through the colorful light wheels seemed to become gentler, and Wang Fuying's expression also calmed down, no longer impatient before.
It nodded in agreement.
Then the voice suddenly said: "But you are not "Wang Fuying", who are you? !
Who? ! "
The voice suddenly became cold and stern!
The shouts were like thunders from the sky!
The world of colorful light wheels suddenly turned into a world of thunders from the sky. "Wang Fuying" was in this world, looking panicked and at a loss!
"Where were you on the day when the third son of Mr. Zhou Dashan had his lock-breaking ceremony in Dashuitan Village?
Think quickly! Think quickly!
The voice became more and more fierce, and every word seemed to be mixed with thunder-like spells. The terrifying and vicious spells made Wang Fuying tremble. It kept moving in the transparent compartment, and slightly transparent shadows kept peeling off from it. With each shadow peeling off, its expression became colder - Su Wu stood outside the compartment, with a red pen in his hand on the Bagua plate.
A "Godly Spell of Pursuing Causes and Creating Fruits" swirled and boiled up!
Strands of wisps of hair passed through the transparent barrier and entangled the transparent shadows that fell off Wang Fuying's body, and the divine curse of tracing causes and creating effects instantly connected with them!
The transparent shadows overlapped to form the figure of an old woman with a stooped back and fairly neat clothes.
The old woman's eyes were empty and she opened her mouth to speak: "On the day of the lock ceremony for Zhou Dashan's third son, it seemed that it was the lock on his third son's neck.
·······On Wednesday, Young Master’s uncle took a key, opened his forehead, and put it on the altar table at the back.
The third young master turned his head and smiled at me.
What happened next, I can’t remember clearly...
As the woman opened her mouth and spoke, Su Wu saw some severely distorted and double images in the transparent shadows that formed 'her':
In the deep main hall.
A man wearing a melon cap and a rat tail sat in the main seat. On the wall behind him, ancestral tablets were arranged like stairs going down. The man was stroking his beard and looking in front of him.
At the door of the hall, a boy with a lock around his neck stood there with his head held high.
Next to the boy, there was another man holding a tray, taking a bunch of keys from the tray, and shouted something to the men, women, old and young who gathered outside the hall.
Then, the man took the key and opened the lock. Finally, the image shattered.
"You are a human, how can you be a lock?" Su Wu asked the old woman.
"Uh, a human?
Um, are they human? "The old woman's eyes were empty.
She repeated Su Wu's words doubtfully, and her own figure, enveloped by the various colored haloes, trembled a few times and then dissipated.
Su Wu looked at the tall man in the transparent compartment surrounded by various colored haloes. Multiple roulette wheels also appeared in his eyes. As the multiple roulette wheels continued to shrink, the old woman's figure had disappeared. , appeared in his eyes again - that figure standing blankly opposite the 'tall man'.
The living corpse bearing Zhu Yuming's body looked at the tall man with an increasingly cold expression.
At this time, Su Wu said: "Look at you now, how similar are you to this "Wang Fuying"? "
As he spoke, mirrors suddenly hung around the 'tall man'. The mirror reflected 'it' true appearance at the moment. It glanced at itself in the mirror, and suddenly laughed coldly and resentfully!
It stared at Su Wu, who seemed to be outside and inside the halo, and its smile was full of profound malice!
On the data record form, observers generally rated the living corpse of 'Zhu Yuming' as 'relatively gentle and able to communicate', but now he showed a different side!
"Your sanity comes from your memory.
Your memory comes from the person you imitate. "Su Wu looked at the living corpse in the cubicle. On the other's resolute face, there was a smile full of resentment and malice, just like the expression on the face of a gloomy child who had his most beloved toy taken away. !
"Wang Fuying's memory has fallen away from you.
It seems that your current memory was inherited from the third son of the Zhou family during the round lock ceremony? "The ink pen in Su Wu's hand touched the Bagua copper plate again!
The tall man in the compartment was shaking violently, and slightly transparent shadows fell off his body!
Those shadows came together to form a well-dressed child with a lock around his neck!
Su Wu stared at the child, and saw some other severely distorted and double images in the child's figure - the middle-aged man with a goatee who had been sitting in the main hall, opened the door and walked into the light. In a dark house with scattered dust.
Behind him was an old woman.
That old woman, neatly dressed and with a stooped back, was exactly the same figure as Wang Fuying from before!
"Wang Fuying' looked at the person on the bed with a humble and flattering smile, bowed and said: "Third Young Master, from now on, I will use my forehead to decorate your daily life..."
The old woman raised her head and smiled flatteringly again. There was a malice hidden in the smile that made the 'third young master' on the bed tremble slightly!
The image is shattered.
The children's figures also disappeared in an instant.
In the transparent compartment, the 'tall man' stood there, like a clay doll.
Although his face is expressionless, the combination of his facial features and body shape always inadvertently reveal a kind of malice that makes one's heart tremble, just like an ordinary person in a wax museum who, at a certain moment when he looks back inadvertently, sees In the corner, there is a smiling wax figure looking at myself!
He is "dead", like a decoration.
But it makes people feel that he may come back to life at any time!