Zhu Beichen smiled slightly bitterly, the truth was always too far away from him, and it was really strange to see someone exactly like him appear in front of him. I saw another self and witnessed my own death.

Yang Xi is almost the most faithful person among the aborigines, superstitious and fearful, seeing this scene, he repeatedly observed Zhu Beichen, and then looked at the other "him" lying on the ground, his jaw was about to fall in surprise, and he shouted a few words to Zhu Beichen incredulously.

"What do you mean?" Seven asked.

After thinking about it, July was analyzing how to translate Yang Xi's words: "He said, you are him, that person." Or it should be understood that you are that thing. ”

Zhu Beichen's heart was already in turmoil, and he began to wonder if he was real, or if the one lying down now was called Zhu Beichen, and he said to himself in confusion: "That thing, this native is crazy, or am I going crazy." ”

Everyone felt that there was a huge net cast against them, and everyone was in the midst of a prepared plan.

All kinds of questions bothered everyone, Han Qingxin unconsciously moved further, remembering the strange dream she had when Zhu Beichen disappeared for the first time in Heishui River and woke up in a coma: If I come back to life one day, it is not really me.

There was a feeling of wanting to cry, finally being able to watch him live safely, but in fact he didn't live at all, did he live past the age of eighteen? Or long dead.

July, July. Yang Xi gestured and motioned to July to follow him outside in a language that only he and July could understand. He had been struggling for a long time, holding back too many words in his heart, especially after going through too much, he had a premonition that he might have an accident at any time, and he wanted to remind July that at least it would increase her chances of survival.

"I went out with him, and he seemed to have something to say to me." Look at Zhu Beichen, July asked. After getting Zhu Beichen's affirmative gaze, he followed Yang Xi out of the wooden house.

Zhu Beichen looked a little lost and at a loss, for a while he felt that everyone's eyes were full of suspicion and weirdness when they looked at him, and for a while he felt as if it was superfluous to live in this world, they all didn't trust themselves, and some couldn't figure out why it was like this.

Qijian put his arm on Zhu Beichen's shoulder and looked at him with affirmation, "No matter what other people think, let's go all the way, I believe you are real, you are Zhu Beichen." If even you have doubts about yourself, do you think you are still yourself? ”

Am I still myself? Ridiculous question, isn't it?

"I don't know, I really don't know."

Shichima didn't know what to say, and this feeling could only be understood by the person concerned. On the other hand, Han Qingxin and the fat man both unconsciously kept a certain distance from Zhu Beichen, and when the situation became strange and unpredictable, and the truth was unknown, Qijian could also understand their feelings, all out of self-protection.

"The real me, not the me. It is originally a pair of dialectical contradictions in the cognitive process of life, and philosophers can't think through the proposition, don't think about it. ”

"I see he's still breathing, try to see if he can be saved, and we'll talk about it later."

Opened the topic for the time being, but Shichima knew that he still couldn't solve the doubts in everyone's hearts.

Qijian said: "Qingxin, here you are more proficient in medical skills, look at this person's situation, is he still saved?" ”

Me? Han Qingxin has never been so scared as he is today, before the door hole and this person looked at each other face to face, and now he is still frightened in his heart, he really doesn't want to touch this person. In addition, when he recalled the dream he had when he remembered the Blackwater River, he became hesitant and hesitant.

Give it a try. Han Qingxin took the medicine box handed by the seven rooms, gently placed the box next to the man, and opened his eyelids to find that he still reacted to the light. put his hand on his chest again, and a solid and powerful heart inside was pounding, and the retracted and shrinking jumps slammed Han Qingxin's heart.

Alive, alive. Swallowing a few mouthfuls of saliva, he grabbed his wrist and probed his pulse with suppressed impetuousness. After a solid medical foundation, Han Qingxin raised his head and glanced at Qijian with a profound expression.

"What's wrong, it's not right?" It's really that her expression is too weird, and the questions are intertwined into question marks in Shichima's heart.

Nine shallow and one deep. The man's pulse was completely different from that of a normal human, and the nine shallow and one deep of the man referred to the law of jumping at the pulse, followed by a violent and undulating beat. Combined with the medical cases I have read, there is no similar medical case record at all, I am afraid that this person is really the first case, the pulse is still manifested in this way, how can a person still live.

However, the truth is that he still has a heartbeat and weak breathing.

She was a little undecided, and said, "The pulse is something I've never seen before, and if I have to judge, he may have taken some kind of medicine and fallen into a state of sleep and suspended animation." If I really want to save life, I can try acupuncture treatment, and there are needle sacs in the medicine box. ”

When Han Qingxin made this assertion, he himself was questioning, and not long ago, he looked at him in the door, with extremely terrifying eyes. In an instant he was like this, like a dead man.

When examining the man's outfit, some strange details caught Shichima's attention. In order to be safe, before the rescue, the seven rooms rummaged inside and out to find the man's body, and the white clothes maintained a dusty appearance, and the clothes were smooth to the touch and similar to silk, but they were definitely not silk. Under the side light, there are invisible symbols printed on the clothes, which look like a series of sigils from the shape alone.

Seven have studied the Tao for many years, and all kinds of Taoist runes and seals are clear, and there is a certain impression of the runes and seals that are rarely used for individual purposes. Only this kind of rune memory can't be recalled at all, but there is a similar rune.

Soul Charm From the analysis of the distorted and crooked shape of the talisman, the soul charm is the closest to this form, but it is said that it is exactly the same or that it is the soul charm is obviously different.

There are nine kinds of soul suppression talisman drawing methods, each of which can be positive and negative yin and yang drawing methods, and the effectiveness of each layer of talisman seals is different.

Seven rooms pinched out a handful of thin beads of sweat in their hands, and the use of the soul suppression talisman seal is extremely narrow, and most of the things like ghosts can be used with the most basic soul suppressing talisman. He remembered what his master had said when he was preaching and teaching, suppressing souls, in fact, most people understand that suppressing souls and ghosts, in fact, when this kind of talisman came out, the only purpose was to suppress people's souls.

There are five elements of strength and weakness in the soul, and some people have a strong personality by nature, and the general soul charm cannot suppress the three souls and seven spirits in their body, so according to the people with different birth fortunes, different soul charm seals are used.

The suppression of ghosts is developed on the basis of suppressing the soul of life, and there are five kinds of nine talismans of the soul suppression, and the remaining four are gradually lost in the long history. Could it be that those four sigils are the ones that rejuvenate the soul?

Thinking of this, and looking at the vague and profound runes on the man's white clothes, the runes and drawings all over the whole body are different, and there are indeed eight kinds of runes that can be counted carefully. Each rune has two ways to draw it, so isn't it exactly four ways to do it.

The four soul-calming talismans that were lost during the spread of Taoism were all painted on men's clothes?

The memory trance returned to the scene more than ten years ago, when the seven masters were preaching.

The master carefully taught: "In ancient times, there was no distinction between good and evil, good and evil, and the only difference was the use, so whether it was to detain the soul of a person or suppress evil spirits, the Taoist art was born only to explore the secrets of the universe. ”

At that time, Qijian was ignorant and puzzled: "But don't you say that what is harmful to the world is evil, evil things are not feasible, evil accumulates bitter fruits, and good deeds accumulate yin virtue." Wrong is wrong, right is right? ”

The master smiled heartily, laughing at Qijian's young age, he already had a clear concept of good and evil in his heart, and laughed at his shallowness to this world. At that time, Shichiken was still a blank sheet of paper that could be written, and the master said: "People's concepts are different in every period of history, and if you want to understand the development of Taoism, you must understand the original history." Although the Tao has been spread in the Central Plains since ancient times, the beginning of the Tao is fundamentally in the southwest. The old master waved his fingers to a distant region, and from his eyes that were as deep as mountains, the seven rooms seemed to have crossed thousands of mountains and rivers, and arrived at the southwest of the earth.

The concept of people is different in every historical period, and Qijian deeply remembered this sentence, and many years later he chose to live in seclusion in the valley by the Heishui River, until a young man named Zhu Beichen came.

"Seven, seven? Are you okay. ”

Han Qingxin called out a few times before he shook the seven rooms from his distant memories.

"Oh, I'm fine, I just remembered something. By the way, he can still be saved, right? The Seven Wanderers returned, their eyes taking their eyes off the talisman. In my mind, I was still wondering if this person had maintained his vital signs because of the effect of the Nine Soul Suppression Talismans, but he had fallen into some mysterious state of half-consciousness and half-sleep.

"Sit him up, and I'll look at him in front of him." Han Qingxin looked at Qijian suspiciously and said.

He was still curled up on the ground, perhaps because this posture had been maintained for too long, and it took a lot of effort for Shichima to straighten his hands and feet, and slightly untie the clothes on his chest, and the white clothes he was wearing were a set of long shirts that opened and closed left and right, and they fit together like this, and opened as soon as they were untied.

I have to say that his skin remains fairer and smoother than that of a woman.

Han Qingxin's needle capsule was also sterilized and prepared, tiptoeing with a long needle to move to the acupuncture point at his throat, what if he didn't react when he pricked it down, or what if he reacted unexpectedly, I was really afraid that there would be no blood in his skin sac, in case it dried up.

Disturbed and distracted, Han Qingxin lost his mind and pricked a needle into the arm of the man who was holding the man.

"You! It's okay, focus. Seven rooms reprimanded in a serious manner.

"I'm sorry, I was distracted just now, I'll be careful." Smiling apologetically, Han Qingxin continued to administer the needle.

What she is currently using is to stimulate the vital points of the body's blood to speed up the circulation in the human body, hoping that this method will stimulate him to wake up from this strange physical condition.