My story is devoid of logic, without evidence and truth, beyond common sense. I believe that most people who have the opportunity to read the stories I have compiled from my own personal experiences will be caught up in a whirlpool of confusion and cannot believe that this qiē was once true. Even myself, when I re-read my diary, often feel that this qiē is indeed some kind of incomprehensible and incomprehensible and lofty life, a joke on a humble life.

I've been reflecting on my past and wondering anything that might be true. Eventually, I became what I am now, a mentally ill person, but even then, I don't think there are many people who can do better than me in the same situation.

In order to keep himself sane and let himself persevere in the endless thoughts that are incomprehensible, instead of choosing to give up, simply taking the appearance in front of him as the truth, and so from life to death. I chose something that seemed very abnormal and crazy to others as a support and benchmark for myself.

However, in this case, I can't just use words to make other people understand.

Even if I tell the story of my experience in a timeline from beginning to end, my understanding of my own experience, and the guesses and judgments I make based on the information I have received, it is difficult for others to empathize. Also, when I think that everything has been clearly explained, the listener will definitely ask more "why".

Why not.

Why do that.

Why not think so.

Why think that.

Why do these benchmarks of behavior, thinking, and judgment have to depend on that ridiculous-sounding monster?

Is "Jiang" really a zài?

Is there really another world besides the world in which you live?

If these answers are all yes, then where is the evidence? Not based on what one person has seen or heard, but evidence that is actually accessible, seen, and heard by all.

However, I didn't have enough. Evidence that everyone can believe to be true. Therefore, even if I have stated my views countless times, I will still end up being dismissed as the babbling of a mentally ill person, and I will not be able to be trusted.

I've studied psychology and I'm proficient in using it, I know. What I say is a qiē, even if I think it is true, will be questioned. When someone asks me to give an explanation, if the other person can't believe the explanation, then what's the point of the explanation? Is it just to be seen as "ridiculous" and let them get released from psychological pressure? Or is it to achieve a certain end, causing them to suspect only for the sake of suspicion?

So, I rarely explain anything about "Jiang" and "Another World".

Even if the "river" is in the form of a humanoid river, it becomes seemingly elusive. I also know very well that this is just a façade.

Cancerous reproduction of Mae. It makes Mitsui Tsukao, the soothsayer and the fitness instructor feel terrified, although they have also participated in some mysterious events before, and they have seen with their own eyes those things that very people can do, just like ordinary people living in an ordinary world, suddenly seeing the phenomenon in the occult, showing it so clearly in front of themselves, and suddenly becoming confused. However, at that time. They also have Dr. Nguyen Le by their side, with the most simple and sturdy non-mysterious perspective. Give them a "reasonable" explanation that is more appropriate to their existing worldview.

Once Dr. Ruan Li is not there, and something similar happens, the attitude of the three people in front of him is a matter of course.

The reason why they have become more trance-like, flustered, and agitated than in the past is that it is not the occult experts who show the mystery. Rather, it is "Jiang".

As the embodiment of the human form of "Jiang", once it exists, it will no longer exude great influence all the time. Although before this, the three Mitsukasuka seemed to be completely unaffected, and only regarded her as an ordinary female psychopath. But this influence still exists, and it has always had an effect on them.

Now, the sudden and violent emotional fluctuations of Mitsui Tsukafu, the soothsayer, and the fitness instructor are nothing more than the effects of the previous accumulation, like a flood that bursts the embankment, released in one go.

I wasn't at all surprised that they would react so violently all of a sudden. In other words, when witnessing the cancerous reproduction of Mae, it is surprising to be able to understand and accept it calmly. This is not a reason to "have thought about it before", or "I have seen similar scenes in the movie", or "there are enough surprising things anyway, so it is not bad for this one", etc., so you can easily avoid the influence of "Jiang".

This is not so much the destruction of the worldview, but rather the most instinctive fear that is rooted in people's bodies and hearts, as if it has been deeply imprinted in their genes since their birth -- not the grotesque horror of the process of Mae's cancerous reproduction, which is just an introduction that detonates their own unaware of various psychological factors, but in fact has been accumulating for a long time.

"What the hell is this? What's going on here? Who the hell is she? The excited and chattering words of the three of them were the same meaning over and over again.

The three of them wanted me to give an explanation that they could understand, not just to understand the current situation, but to understand the truth hidden beneath the current situation, including the truth of Mae. But I really can't give them these truths, because even I haven't found them myself.

I also had so many things that I didn't understand, so much so that I knew that if I explained, I would be questioned endlessly by them.

"Mae is my wife, she's a monster." That's the only thing I think I can sue them.

Of course, they won't be satisfied with such a thing.

In the past, I might think that I don't need words to explain, because I can't explain everything in a simple way of "talking". It's just too complicated, it's too incredible. Later, if I have the chance, I might be able to show them my diary, and if I read it as a story, even if it can't be explained, it's just a story. But now. As I learned more about my diary, I no longer had such naïve thoughts.

There is an essential gap between the three people in front of me and Dr. Nguyen Le in terms of comprehension, Dr. Nguyen Le can read my diary and only regard the stories recorded in it as the whispers of a mentally ill person, while the three people in front of me once they see those diary stories. It will gradually become crazy because of the confusion of the mind and the mind.

Those diaries of mine, once placed in any conscious world, can be a source of nightmares. After realizing this, I had already decided not to show it to other ordinary people except Dr. Nguyen Li.

Actually, when I made this decision, I felt a little sorry that I kept a diary and planned to compile it into a story, and it was the first time I met Tomie in the apocalyptic fantasy of the past. The time when I was partnered with her. As a newcomer who was new to the "mystery", I was both enthusiastic and naïve, looking at the changes in my life with simple and beautiful thoughts, enjoying the exciting and novel side, and thus giving birth to the idea of publishing this experience into a bestseller.

Today, I still keep a diary. Compiled into a story, however. The contents of these things depicted in pen and paper, and the madness behind them, are no longer suitable for normal people, and they certainly cannot be published as bestsellers - I regret this, but I do not think that my record is in vain.

At least. Dr. Nguyen Le still needs it, and maybe in the longer term, there will be people who will need it - I am looking forward to it.

With trepidation and inability to give up, I recorded my own story. But that's exactly what it is. I know exactly what my readers should be.

It is clear that the current Mitsui Tsuka, fortune tellers and fitness trainers do not have such qualifications. Once they read the stories in my diary, it will only make them more difficult to accept and understand that the situation they are in will eventually be completely destroyed and fragmented in terms of personality, spirit, psychology and concept, and they will no longer be normal people.

As a companion, I try my best to avoid this happening.

Therefore, in the face of their agitated questioning, and hysterical affection, I just insisted on the phrase "Mae is my wife, a monster", and remained silent on any other issues.

I don't know what better way to do it than to be silent.

The three of them shouted in the storm, waved their arms, walked around, glanced in horror at the motionless female mystical expert standing on the ground, and quickly looked away. Such a gaze is like still being afraid of something, looking for something, confirming something, but not daring to do it openly, for fear that something will happen to you.

Mae is a monster - their peep at the female occultist only reaffirms this in their hearts.

Although Mae tore open the back of the female occult expert and the whole person got into it, there was no clear change in the female occultist's body shape, and the cracks on her back that should have been in zài were not visible at all. After all the abnormalities on the surface of her skin disappeared, her entire body, including her chest, which had been pierced, was restored to an unscathed state.

The female occultist's eyes were blank, as if the only proof that she had ever been mortally injured.

However, this state of starlessness did not last long, as if it had been recharged and suddenly awakened, the female mystery expert raised her head, and all the eyes that peeked at her at this time seemed to be greatly stimulated, and they all shrank back at once. Mitsui Tsukasu, the soothsayer and the fitness coach subconsciously took a few steps away from her, and the ups and downs of her mood were completely written on her face. However, probably because Mae's form has disappeared, although it is completely conceivable that Mae is in the shell of this female mysterious expert, but the fear generated by the three of them when they face the mysterious Mae has been greatly soothed.

They were vigilant, annoyed, panicked, but the expressions on their faces gradually calmed down. Even so, they still have a great sense of rejection for this female occultist, and this rejection is clearly written in their eyes and movements.

And I think it's completely normal and understandable for them to have such thoughts and behaviors, and they don't need to say good things about Zhenjiang at all.

I think it's very important for them to fully understand the horrors of Mae and understand that the world is completely different from the world they once knew.

The female occultist moved her fingers as if she had been frozen. However, after only taking turns bending the fingers a few times, the movement of the whole arm suddenly became flexible, soft and soothing like a snake. Then, she moved her neck, shoulders, hips and legs, as if she were doing rhythmic gymnastics, fiddling with various movements that put a lot of pressure on the joints.

Gradually, these movements became more and more forceful, and it seemed that it was no longer the mysterious, confident, and insipid feeling given by the female occultist before, and a surging, martial artist-like sense of power suddenly emanated. If the female occultist was just a cunning cat, now she is like a fierce female leopard.

Such an aura does not belong to Zhenjiang at all. But there is still a sense of familiarity.

"Tomie!?" I guessed. Mitsukasuka, the fortune teller, and the fitness instructor immediately focused their eyes on me, and I thought they hadn't heard of the name before, and they didn't know what kind of person it represented. They may also think that Mae, who has eroded the female mystical expert, will be the master of this shell, and I once thought so. But it turns out that what will come out will be another personality of the humanoid river.

"Of course it's me, Ah Chuan." The female mystery expert replied with a little excitement. When she said this, the female mystical expert's face and facial features had some slight changes, but it was enough to make her appearance somewhere between her original appearance and Tomie's appearance. Staring at such a familiar and unfamiliar face, the expressions of the three Mitsui Tsukao seemed to be even more incomprehensible, what was going on in front of them.

"She's Tomie." I said to the three.

"How did you become Tomie again? Who is Tomie? What about Mae? Mitsukao was in a trance.

However, after such a blow, the soothsayers and fitness trainers who can finally force themselves to calm themselves seem to have new conjectures that they can accept on their own.

"It's ...... Multiple personalities? They asked.

"Multiple personalities? Yes, yes, that's exactly what she said, it's one of the plural mental illnesses she suffers from. Mitsui Tsukao also had a sober expression, "So, now her name is Tomie?" Mitsukasu, who said this, seemed to have completely forgotten about Mae's terrorist acts before, and only regarded her as an ordinary mental patient. Although the change seemed to me to be sudden and strange, he expressed himself very naturally.

If you really subconsciously choose to forget and reassemble your memories because of the stimulation, I don't think there's anything wrong with it. Or maybe it's better to forget about jì. (To be continued......)