I don't know when Wen Xiaoyun's world has returned to a dead darkness.

There is no dice lady, no Tian Qilang, no sharp and ferocious dazzling sword shadow and sword light, and no disgusting and terrible corpses.

Only a faint smell of blood wafted through the tip of his nose.

Wen Xiaoyun fell to her knees in the deepest part of the darkness, her trembling hands holding the ground weakly.

Her eyes widened in despair, she breathed heavily, tears streaming down her cheeks.

"Wen, Wen Zhuyun..." She opened her mouth with difficulty and asked, "Why are you showing me this?" I'm just a case investigator, not a murderer, why torture me and scare me?!

If the doctor can't see the life and death of others, how can he treat him rationally? If a detective investigating a case is emotionally tied at every turn, how can he remain objective and neutral?

Isn't maintaining an objective and neutral stance the most basic professional ethics?

In this world, someone dies every second, and someone suffers grievances every minute, and I, Wen Xiaoyun, am not a god, and I can't get through all the wrongs if I am tired to death.

I've done everything I can, so why torture me? Their deaths have nothing to do with me, I tried my best, and I can't do anything about it..."

The red hem of her dress fluttered down, like a fluttering butterfly, and gently landed beside her.

He lowered his head and looked at her, his eyes deep, "I don't have an answer to your question. ”

Wen Xiaoyun was stunned for a moment, raised her head, and looked at Wen Zhuyun's eyes full of anger, "You don't have an answer, why did you come to torture me?" ”

"Because the answer is in your eyes," Wen Zhuyun whispered, a faint light emanating from the silhouette around her body.

Wen Xiaoyun's movements stiffened slightly, and a moment of confusion flashed in her eyes, "In my eyes? ”

"Close your eyes and meditate, and you will see a cowardly and irritable self that is susceptible to external influences. He will tell you to give up, complaining and fearful. If you take him as your 'true self', you will be afraid, you will run away, you will deceive yourself, and you will eventually be defeated, and you will never be able to touch the truth of existence.

So he's just a 'false self'. The 'false self' is the noise in the mind, the fog that obscures the eyes, and the illusion that confuses people.

Only by removing this layer of fog can we see the true self in our hearts.

Why is there any nervousness and fear? That's actually the true me in your heart to remind you that the current response is far from being prepared and needs to be made up urgently.

I only see the nervousness and timidity of the false self, and I will choose to escape.

Only when we see our true self will we find the right path.

So, the answer is in your eyes. ”

As soon as Wen Zhuyun's words fell, the whole person turned into a cloud of red light sand, scattered and annihilated, and disappeared.

Only Wen Xiaoyun was left kneeling on the ground alone, staring blankly ahead, letting tears drip from under his jaw and fall without realizing it.

"Xiaoyun, Xiaoyun?"

A familiar voice suddenly sounded in my ears.

Wen Xiaoyun suddenly turned around, but what she saw was a deep darkness.

"Xiao Yun," the voice was more gentle, "Xiao Yun, wake up." ”

Wen Xiaoyun suddenly felt that her head hurt, as if someone had drilled her temples with thick steel needles.

She covered her head in pain, pressing and shaking hard, just to relieve some of the pain in her heart.

"Xiaoyun, wake up," the voice became more and more urgent, "I can't sleep." ”

Wen Xiaoyun opened her eyes suddenly, and a familiar face instantly burst into view.

Looking at Wen Xiaoyun, who was in a coma, her face was pale and there was almost no blood, Yin Nuo was so anxious that she couldn't open her mouth and feed a bowl of medicine into it.

The cat ears and beard who went to get hot water and went to the medical officer have been back for a while.

The old medical officer first helped Wen Xiaoyun take the pulse, and then checked the porcelain medicine bottle handed by Yin Nuo, checked Bai Hu's prescription, and confirmed that it would not conflict with the medicine he was suffering, and then told Yin Nuo that he must wake up Wen Xiaoyun, and after drinking his medicine, drink as much hot water as possible, and the residual poison remaining in Wen Xiaoyun's body can be cleaned up.

So Yin Nuo held the medicine bowl in one hand and supported Wen Xiaoyun's body with the other, constantly calling her.

"Yin, Yinnuo?" Wen Xiaoyun leaned on Yin Nuo's arms and blinked tiredly and blankly.

A smile immediately appeared on Yin Nuo's face, he stabilized the medicine bowl in his hand, and carefully brought it to Wen Xiaoyun's lips, "Drink the medicine first." ”

Wen Xiaoyun subconsciously opened her mouth and swallowed a big mouthful.

didn't want this decoction to be imported, so she was so bitter that she was excited.

Yin Nuo stopped in time, and instructed in a little panic, "Slow down, don't choke." ”

Wen Xiaoyun's brows were almost twisted into a dead pimple, "It's too bitter." ”

When Yin Nuo saw it, he turned his head and took a small sip without thinking about it, and his eyebrows wrinkled unconsciously, "It's a little bitter." ”

After speaking, he brought the bowl to Wen Xiaoyun again, "But the tongue, I guess it will be better if I take a sip, hurry up and drink it." ”

Wen Xiaoyun was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help laughing.

Yin Nuo didn't understand why Wen Xiaoyun was laughing at all, and looked at a loss, "What's wrong?" ”

Wen Xiaoyun pursed her lips, although she was smiling, a tear flowed from the corner of her eye.