Vessel...... Lu Shaozhen's heart inevitably appeared in the sad mood of the rabbit and the fox. Whether or not he has ever suffered from mental illness, he has a strong sympathy for these special groups in humanitarianism.

Even life is meaningless, so doesn't it mean that discrimination is the most honest expression of this society's treatment of the weak? Lu Shaozhen forgot about her pain in an instant, and looked at all this in a daze, her thoughts frozen.

"Forgive you for being a fool and not knowing the reason for this, the greatest sorrow in life is probably nothing more than this, no matter how vigorous you were before, but once you get this dreaded disease, it is inevitable to be forgotten. There are so many sick people here that no matter what kind of incurable disease they have, their families will choose to send the insane here in order to avoid the destruction of their moral bottom line. ”

The corners of the doctor's mouth showed a cruel smile, mixed with a bit of fierceness, and then said: "Mental hospital, what a beautiful term, this is the ideal conscience shelter for many families!" ”

The lonely duo walked through the dark corridor for an unknown amount of time, and the sound of their footsteps was like the sound waves of bats, and when they touched the surrounding walls, they folded back faintly, forming an ethereal echo.

Finally, the burly doctor stopped, and to his left was a door with the words "Psychiatric Department" written on it, and on the opposite side of this door, there was a similar room.

"Go in and get a feel for your new home. Hey, hey, hey......" The doctor's laughter seeked like a demonic whisper.

Lu Shaozhen covered her head in pain and squatted on the ground, these bustling memories were like a rushing river, which made people unable to resist. Everything has a hazy sense of déjà vu, as if it were a heart-wrenching dream, alternating with reality, leaving only the fetters of the previous life in the soul.

In the next time, Lu Shaozhen saw the whole picture of the place of imprisonment, and it turned out that the so-called psychiatric department was the place of imprisonment! He remembered the psychiatric treatment room he had seen on the seventh floor, and the place of imprisonment was on the seventh floor!

What he saw and heard before and after could be integrated, and at this time, his pain was correspondingly weakened a lot, and the beginning and end of the matter were offset before and after, and finally formed a clear vein.

What he saw at this time was the time when he was suffering from mental illness, due to the lack of subjective consciousness leading to amnesia, Lu Shaozhen was completely convinced of Hongjun's words. And in this Holocaust game, most of the events are presented in the form of memories, which means that the only thing that can really corroborate the truth is memory.

And the memory is contained in your own brain!

Lu Shaozhen couldn't help but think of this, when Hongjun was asleep, he reminded that if he wanted to awaken the power to control entropy, that is, as the origin power of a demon hunter, he must achieve the development of the unknown world through unconscious exploration, and the wealth that is really hidden in the depths of the soul is often unexpectedly rich.

Now he is quite convinced of this statement, the reason why the cerebral marrow is precious, is because the cerebral marrow is the carrier of thoughts, and thoughts are the container of memory, and these memories are subdivided to the extreme "quark", which is the source of the black hands behind the scenes!

And the real core of the whole thing, including Shaobing's disappearance, must have been caused by these!

Behind the curtain that I don't know, what an incredible existence there is! Lu Shaozhen found that it was impossible to judge at all.

The severe pain in Huanmian gradually stabilized, and I don't know if it was an adaptation caused by the abnormal stress response, or if it was true, but it didn't matter at the moment. Since entering the cataclysm game, Lu Shaozhen has realized the profound "My heart has its own bright moon", while firmly believing in the true existence of his heart, he cannot be sure of its authenticity.

That is to say, the subject's perspective is too difficult to grasp, and it can't be put into excessive trust at all, thinking of this, Lu Shaozhen couldn't help but pick up the original feeling again, there is another stranger hidden in the depths of everyone's soul, this person is secretly watching, and knows all about any of your privacy secrets, but he does not come to the stage, but just keeps silent in a way with a very low sense of existence.

He'll wrap his arms around your neck while you're shopping at the supermarket, and he'll overwhelm you. He will haunt you in the melodious silhouette of the notes, allowing you to see the filthy blood of your aunt. He knows that you are afraid of loneliness, tired of mud, and longing for it, but he also leaves you isolated in a lifeless life day after day, falling into the swamp of self-harm and self-questioning, until you lose everything.

You have nothing to hide from this invisible ghost, and your relationship with him is like that of a multitude of beings facing an arrogant god, the latter being too ethereal in the eyes of the former, and the former being vulnerable in the eyes of the latter.

Have you ever thought that the self you know is never real, and that people can only believe in the describable usefulness of what they can control, but they cannot explore the full soul in their entire life? What about the abyss of the unconscious that lurks beneath the surface of the water?

What is your relationship like?

Whenever Lu Shaozhen thought of this question, cold sweat couldn't help but flow down his forehead, since ancient times, people have been crazy as some kind of ghost and god possession, but they don't know that in a dead of night, the strange light reflected by the thoughts surging in everyone's brain marrow is from hell.

Maybe that's what caused my problem! Lu Shaozhen doesn't know what kind of mood she should be in to re-identify her relationship with herself, whether to cover her hands and make peace or-for-tat, to summon up the courage and expand the territory with the yearning of human beings for the rich land in the Age of Discovery, or to die in a corner of peace?

Everything was unknown, the fog was rising, and the weather constructed by large patches of granular dust appeared in Lu Shaozhen's pupils, and he felt deeply confused.

However, this state of affairs did not last long, and he was awakened by a slight sound, which seemed to be the sound of footsteps, but behind its obscuration there seemed to be a subtle exclamation.

Strange to say, the footsteps are not loud, why are the exclamations muffled by them? The fog quickly receded, Lu Shaozhen's eyes returned to clarity, he looked to the side vigilantly, and saw a figure flashing behind the high wall not far away.

Someone there?

It is not clear whether they are friends or enemies, and it is absolutely impossible to do so without vigilance. He cautiously moved his steps and walked over there, stomping the blood of the human face worm on the ground along the way.

"Who's there?" Lu Shaozhen shouted.

His hands trembled slightly, who could he meet in the labyrinth? I'm afraid it has nothing to do with the mastermind behind the scenes.