Wang Ming was full of pride, but when he saw Zhuang Sheng, whose face was engraved with the profound marks left by the years, lying there calmly, he knew that this situation was not quite in line with his imagination. The case said that he was forty-two years old, not young, but also in the prime of life, and he was obviously fifty or sixty years old. Wang Ming thought secretly, walked past Zhuang Sheng's side, touched his wrist, his pulse was gentle, and he felt his body temperature, which was no different from ordinary people, and then opened his eyelids to take a closer look, only to see that his pupils had obviously become smaller, and he was extremely hidden, leaving only the crescent-shaped Heiren on the outside, "I slept too deeply!" Wang Ming looked at his watch, seven o'clock had passed, and asked, "When was the last time he ate?" ”

"It should be this morning."

"This is the best time to try to make his mind active first, and it's time to wake up."

Ono hurriedly stopped him and said, "This is the teacher's patient, just take a look, or don't move." ”

"I'm professional and experienced, you don't have to worry." Wang Ming said, let Ono light a candle again, he turned off the light, the room became dark, the light was concentrated around the candle, Wang Ming moved the candle closer to Zhuang Sheng's eyes, the other hand held Zhuang Sheng's hand, and also closed his eyes.

Zhuang Sheng himself was in a trance, surrounded by chaos, suddenly the sky darkened, but there was a scarlet patch in front of him, his limbs were stiff, only felt that his heart was only beating faintly, and the blood was crawling in the veins like a snail, and he wanted to open his eyelids that seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.

"You've been asleep for so long, are you okay?" The sound came from all directions, gathering in Zhuang Sheng's ears, like thunder, like a landslide.

Zhuang Sheng began to gasp for air, and the weight of his heart seemed to be gradually relieved.

"I'll help you." Wang Ming's right hand began to exert force.

An uneasy force accumulated in Zhuang Sheng's body, his heart fluctuated greatly, and the muscles of his limbs began to twitch.

"Clench your fists and try to open your eyes."

He's still struggling...... I heard the clock ringing non-stop.

"Tick-tock... Tick ......"

"The light is getting closer and closer to you, don't you want to catch it yet?" Wang Ming moved the candle closer and pressed harder with his right hand.

The scarlet light was approaching step by step, Zhuang Sheng's eyes felt scorching, as if surrounded by flames, and his whole body had accumulated infinite strength, which he couldn't use. He heard the ticking of the clock still ringing regularly.

"Tick-tock... Tick ......"

What's going on? Wang Ming found that Zhuang Sheng, who was still restless just now, slowly calmed down.

"It is necessary to stimulate him, make him conscious a little, and we can take advantage of the weakness"

Wang Ming withdrew his hand, tilted the candle slightly, and a few drops of crimson and fiery wax rolled down and smashed on the back of Zhuang Sheng's hand, and the corners of Zhuang Sheng's mouth curled.

Ono was shocked by his sudden move, "...... you?" Ono grabbed Wang Ming's hand and glared at him.

"Special circumstances, special methods, didn't Mr. Chen teach you?" Wang Ming glanced at him and quickly pushed his hand away.

"You are conscious, why don't you open your eyes? You haven't eaten for a day, your brain is already signaling to eat, and it's time for you to wake up and eat. Wang Ming continued, "Isn't the pain caused by the burning wax juice touching the skin enough to counteract the depressed thoughts? ”

Zhuang Sheng's mind moved slightly, and he immediately found himself in a fog again, surrounded by a white expanse, he lay quietly under a tree, his eyes closed.

"Tick ...... Tick tock..."

"Where are you?" Wang Ming closed his eyes and concentrated his energy to delicately experience the changes in his pulse, blood, and body temperature, so as to perceive the changes in his artistic conception.

Zhuang Sheng's lips trembled, and he felt that there was blazing sunlight shining into the mist, but it could not dispel this fog in the slightest.

Zhuang Sheng...... Where are you? Wang Ming kept shouting and searching in the fog, and big sweat broke out on his forehead.

The ticking sound echoed regularly as always, and Zhuang Sheng even opened his mouth, but he couldn't speak.

"Answer me, where are you?"

He never answered, Wang Ming sat down quietly, let the fog also surround him, he relaxed, and after a while, it became cool, the ticking sound in his ears seemed to appear suddenly, he seemed to suddenly understand, suddenly opened his eyes, and concluded that it was the regular ticking sound of the clock on the right wall that bound the time and space in Zhuang Sheng's dream, "So that's the case." Wang Ming walked over and took down the clock and mediated it.

Zhuang Sheng suddenly changed color, not as peaceful as before.

Wang Ming opened his eyelids again, a symptom of awakening from the maze.

"Where are you now?"

Just for a moment, the fog dissipated, Zhuang Sheng opened his eyes, there was a road in front of him, one side of the road was a cliff, one side was a cliff, the road led to the temple on the mountain, the temple had a faint flash of Buddha light.

"Forget the past, business as usual?" Wang Ming stared at the notes Chen Yan had made, and the scene that Zhuang Sheng was describing now was no different from before.

"Temple, Zen Master...... Ferry me. ”

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"My mundane things are not finished, and the Buddha may not take me in."

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"Save her!"

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"Chen Ji! You don't deserve to be a doctor! ”

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"Monk, what do you know!"

Zhuang Sheng gritted his teeth, his whole body trembled, sweating profusely, and his expression was painful.

Wang Ming was nervous because of excitement and sad because of sympathy, "His pain is too deep, it seems that what happened this year is a threshold that he can never cross." Wang Ming said intently.

"This, what to do?" Ono asked hurriedly.

The air seemed to freeze, and the two fell into a brief silence.

He ...... Are there any relatives still alive? Wang Ming suddenly asked.

"No, what's wrong?"

Wang Ming's eyes widened, his expression was extremely cold under the faint light of the candle, on the surface he was not shocked, but his eyes were surging, as if he was fighting a struggle. "In extraordinary times, when you use extraordinary methods, it is just right to dedicate yourself to medicine, and it is not considered to have wronged you." Wang Ming made up his mind, and took out a plastic bottle from the leather bag he was carrying, and poured out a light-colored capsule from it. Wang Ming felt nervous and excited, his hands trembled unconsciously, and he was even more dominated by a sense of happiness that he was looking forward to infinitely because of the unknown, his face twitched slightly, becoming slightly red, and he had to take a deep breath to calm down, "This is an emerging field, and there are still many mysteries waiting to be uncovered one by one, let me meet him today, maybe this is fate......" The more he thought about it, the more excited he became, a little impatient, and comforted Zhuang Sheng, who was caught in a cycle of pain, because Zhuang Sheng's condition was not good, it was impossible to take the capsule smoothly, So Wang Ming had to soak it in hot water, stir it to melt, and then slowly feed him to drink, "The medicinal power is really strong." Wang Ming sighed, Zhuang Sheng just swallowed a little, the effect has gradually appeared, his facial muscles began to relax, his demeanor gradually calmed down, at this time it was easier to take medicine, Wang Ming fed him all the medicine to drink. For a while, Zhuang Sheng's face suddenly turned red, his whole body was hot, and suddenly it was as cold as frost, and the cold was pressing, "This is just a temporary symptom of just taking this medicine, and it will be fine in the past." Wang Ming stared intently at his every move, he survived a moment, and finally returned to normal, his demeanor was calmer than before, his pulse returned to the same as before, and his pupils became dark and translucent, showing vigorous energy.

Zhuang Sheng was in pain, suffering, as if he was struggling in a hellish and endless dark place, when he suddenly felt a warm current all over his body, his whole body was immediately transparent, his body lost control, his consciousness drifted away, and suddenly the space in front of him was shattered and split like smashed glass, and then presented an unbelievable scene. He was in the vast desert, and saw a huge storm blowing on the endless golden desert, the funeral brigade in the middle of the storm was dressed in plain clothes, and the sound of drums shook the earth. The yellow sand is raging, gradually submerging everything, Zhuang Sheng in the blink of an eye, the four seasons change, the vast desert has become a snowy field, Zhuang Sheng only cares about moving forward, walking all the way, until the body melts into a snow cave, there is a magnificent ice sculpture tomb in front of him, a platform stands in the center of the tomb, in the shape of a step, and a crystal clear ice coffin is placed on the top. There are four giant icicles around the platform, each guarded by a guard, their outlines are clear, their eyes are like torches, but they can't move, as if they are trapped in the icicles, they should die. Zhuang Sheng slowly walked up to the platform, and when he arrived at the ice coffin, he leaned over and looked inside, it was a beautiful female ice corpse, not rotting or rotting, and her appearance was still the same. Dressed in a colorful purple and red robe, covering the whole body, the ice crystal jade hand is on it, the makeup is not removed, its appearance is luxurious, and its bearing is noble and majestic. Zhuang Sheng held his breath and concentrated, only feeling that his soul was not possessed, his eyes seemed to be attracted, and he always looked at the pair of closed eyes in the ice coffin, as if he wanted to see through the ancient secrets hidden inside through his eyelids. Zhuang Sheng got closer, the eyes opened slowly, the collision of the two pairs of eyes made Zhuang Sheng completely captured, her eyes were like a bottomless black hole, Zhuang Sheng flew in, and then fell sharply, in the whirlwind of the world, he forgot all about the past, saw what he had experienced in his life, the suffering he suffered, and the insignificant happiness, like a dream, ethereal.

"Huh......" Zhuang Sheng woke up like a dream and was startled.

When the two maids heard the sound, they opened the curtain and asked in a soft voice, "Young master, what's wrong?" ”

Zhuang Sheng sat up, his mind swelled, and he was in a trance: "It's okay." He waved his hand, and the maid withdrew. A little guy hurried over, and when he saw this, he scolded: "Blind, I didn't see the young master sweating profusely, and he didn't bring a basin towel!" ”

"Nightmares, I guess?" The little guy ran to the edge of the bed and asked with a smile.

"It's not a nightmare, it's a long dream, and I can't even fit it in my head, so my head is very swollen."

The little guy laughed and said, "My lord, it's not Mengchang, it's your longevity", and he himself laughed.

After washing, Zhuang Sheng was suddenly surprised that his hair was so long, "Didn't you cut it earlier, this Qing Dynasty has been destroyed, and I have short hair, why am I still braiding my hair?" He paced around, and the scene in front of him was not as good as in his dream, "The Kuomintang is in power, warlords? Still is? Dream? This dream is too long! ”

"Young Master, what do you want?"

"Hmm......" Zhuang Sheng nodded in thought, and then said resolutely, "Bring the scissors." ”

The little guy only glanced at him suspiciously, and did not slack off in the slightest, and rushed to find the scissors. Zhuang Sheng grabbed the hair tied with Xiao Zhenzi and cut it with a "click", and the hair was scattered, only reaching his ears in length.

"Ahh Young master, you? The little guy was so frightened that his legs went limp, and he fell headlong to the ground.