Yuan Changwen's whole body spasmed, but fortunately, the current intensity was not large, otherwise the two catchers who were pulling him would also be affected.

But it's this current intensity, just right, and I've never experienced this feeling in more than 20 years.

Who has ever been electrocuted with an electric baton?!

The neck is slightly numb, and the most exaggerated thing is the eyes, which clearly see the arc flashing, which seems to be blue.

The electric current is directed from the neck to the soles of the feet, and the speed is so fast that the slight numbness sensation instantly spreads throughout the body.

The muscles shook uncontrollably and slightly, but after the current, there was a little relaxation.

"Cool!"

Yuan Changwen shouted, releasing all the joy in his heart.

"Boy, be honest! Believe it or not, call you again!"

Yuan Changwen smiled and said, "No need, one time is enough." ”

Catch quickly: "Yo, didn't you just say cool?"

Yuan Changwen: "Is there anything to do with the two? Just now cool, you have to do it again? What kind of logic do you have?"

Catch fast: "Don't you think it's cool?

Yuan Changwen: "Are you a fast-catching system that entered through the back door? I don't understand such a simple logic? If you eat a pound of Australian lobster and think it's very cool, and I let you eat ten pounds, will you feel cool?"

"You!"

"Enough!"

The other arrested man quickly spoke out to stop him, and according to the regulations, he was not allowed to speak and communicate. It's okay to intimidate, but prolonged communication is forbidden.

(One thing occurred to me.) ）

[Say.] 】

(Our status towards our parents is completely different from our status toward money.) ）

(For parents, it is that they are not important, but it is important to deceive oneself that it is important, and now that you see through it, you will naturally return to the position of unimportant.) ）

(But for money, we think it's very important from beginning to end, even if we occasionally say that money can't buy love and health, etc., but from the bottom of our hearts, we all think that money is very important.) ）

(The problem is, parents are not important, money is always important.) So, how do you make it unimportant? Can't it...... So, make some money, boy. ）

[Why should I make it unimportant?]

(Isn't it to kill the definition of self-weaving?if you keep taking money so seriously, how can you kill it?)

[Remember the opposites? Once you choose a position, it is in itself an indication of approval. Money is important or not, that's not the point. 】

Is Money Me? Since it's not, then why should I care so much? It doesn't matter what matters, get rid of both. 】

(However, why do we have to discuss so much about our parents, a whole chapter!)

[That is when we are blinded and cannot see the truth of the facts. Disagreeing with the definition of self-weaving is the key and the only step in the whole killing process. 】

[The parents' part, we have been identifying, so telling the story is not important, in fact, this identity is broken. And money, in fact, we have always known, but we can't let go. 】

Thousands of people haven't put it down, who doesn't know, money is not brought in life and not brought in death. But so what? Why do you think you can let go if you are not trapped in money and are unable to move?)

[Every time you interact with money and generate emotions, it is the best time to get out of trouble. Think about us in the past, when emotions arise, we are cold bystanders, watching the fire from the other side?]

[We all agree and agree, or comfort ourselves, and earn it when the money is gone. Either encourage yourself, and in the future, you will thank yourself for earning money now. These are all reinforcing the "self". 】

[Now, we have understood that these are just means of survival for the "self". Thinking about the content of so many chapters that night, we have come to this point step by step. 】

[I can't let it go, but I will let it go eventually.] We are no longer the same self we used to be, the self that has no doubts about self-definition. What else can we be sure of other than "I exist"?]

Think of the horror of having no money, picking up garbage to eat, being despised by others, and running away with someone. It's all because there is no money!)

[yes, maybe.] 】

(Not afraid?)

[I wish I was scared, so that I could kill some emotions.] When time is removed, these imaginations cannot exist. 】

(Hmph! hard mouth!When the time comes, there will be no money, just wait to tremble and regret it!)

[Is there no new means of intimidation in the future?] Actually, I want reality to happen, and then there will be a collision. Because only in this way did I know if I had gotten rid of my dependence on money and identity. 】

[If you say you don't care about money when you have money, it's nothing. So, let the storm come and see how much self-definition I've killed. 】

[And, how many emotions are waiting for my killing!]

"Haha!"

Yuan Changwen suddenly laughed heroically, causing the next person to look unhappy.

Think about the past, I was so timid, trembling under the definition of self-weaving, and I didn't dare to act rashly.

It's over, it's all over.

From now on, I, Yuan Changwen, am a man who stands up to the sky and the earth, come on!

Let me kill you!

Haha, demon, are you stupid!

There was a sudden tremor in the desert, and a large piece of desert was split into two parts.

One is the definition of self-weaving, with vast expanses of buildings spreading out in the desert.

The other is a very small piece that doesn't have any buildings. There are only three words written on the sand, I exist.

Yuan Changwen stood on that small piece of sand and stone, looking at the large buildings in the distance, very proud and proud.

After such a long time, I finally did it!

The desert is so big and there are so many buildings, Yuan Changwen doesn't care at all, sooner or later he will be killed.

All prosperity is fleeting, and only "I exist" is the only truth.

What else can capture me?!

What else can hold me back?!

Who else?!

"Be honest!"

The catcher who was scolded by Yuan Changwen as a catcher who came in through the back door scolded him.

Yuan Changwen: "You are inferior. ”

Catch Kuai ignored him and continued to carry him forward.

Yuan Changwen: "Let me tell you, it is obvious that you are full of inferiority complex in your heart. So when you talk to me, you will subconsciously use a scolding tone, that is, you want to satisfy your inner vanity, you want to satisfy your short-term desire for control. ”

"Fart!"

Yuan Changwen: "Look, right. Think about it, is this the same when you talk to the leader? Obviously not, it means that you have different attitudes towards different people. To put it bluntly, it is to bully the weak and fear evil, what is this not inferiority?"

"What are you? a madman, pointing fingers here?"

Yuan Changwen laughed: "Look, only people with low self-esteem will divert their attention and carry out personal attacks regardless of the truth of the facts. Of course, you don't have to worry, many people have low self-esteem, and it's not your fault. ”

"Cut, at least I'm free, unlike you, I'm going to be locked up in an insane asylum!"

Yuan Changwen: "Tsk, did you start to change the topic when you found that personal attacks were ineffective?" teenager, this is useless, you need to face your heart, read less chicken soup, and play more with your fears. ”

The catcher tried to speak, but was stopped by another catcher.

Yuan Changwen didn't care, and looked around happily, after all, it was the first time he came to the court, and he didn't know if there would be a chance in the future.

So, grasping the present, no matter what happens, is a rare experience. It may not be possible to recognize what is happening in the present, but it is absolutely impossible to oppose the present, because only the present moment exists.

Yuan Changwen's steps are brisk, but the small corridor is full of joy. It seems to be a special passageway, and the paintings on the walls are all preaching repentance and the like.

Suddenly, Yuan Changwen stood still, his eyes attracted by a painting.

The painting was very simple, it was not a painting at all, just a few words written on a simple black and white square:

"Man, know thyself. ”

It may have been meant to make criminals repent and rediscover themselves.

But in Yuan Changwen's eyes, it is the problem he has been pursuing:

Who am I?

"Let's go!"

Catching and pulling, Yuan Changwen always looked at those words, his face was hideous, as if he wanted to eat those words.

"Demon, you're lying to me again! You're still lying to me!"

Yuan Changwen struggled, yelled, and then shed tears.