I know exactly what I'm doing. I want to be a demon. I read a psychology book for a few days in college, and I know what people are talking about.

The demon is a projection of the subconscious.

Each of us has a subconscious, and sometimes, our dreams are a kind of projection of the subconscious.

I'm going to look straight into my subconscious.

I want to see.

When I dreamed.

What exactly is the tiger that I often dream about!

The methods of ordinary psychology can't break my psychological defenses.

Most of the general medicines also have side effects, but here it is different, this is a spice specially prepared by the medicine man, which is used for the monks to practice.

Such an opportunity can be encountered, but it is not sought.

If I miss it, I probably won't have it again for the rest of my life.

Now I'll put that idea.

Sue sù out of a large raincoat.

In the bright light of the fire.

He said to me in a deep voice: "Friend, I admire your courage, but you have to think well, although I tell you that this is a test of demons, but in the actual process, you will still encounter things that you can't imagine." You...... Can you face it? ”

I thought about it for a moment: "Yes." I think I can face it. ”

As soon as he finished saying this, Er Bing said next to him: "What are you doing, brother." You're going to come with me, huh? ”

I patted Er Bing on the shoulder: "You go out with this big brother first, I want to stay here alone for a while." ”

"Brother, what are you doing, don't you say that you are going to the opposite side to get a painting? What's the matter, why don't you take it or what? ”

"Brother, you're talking."

"Brother, don't worry, I'll ...... on the way when I come."

I gave the big raincoat a look.

The big raincoat put his arm around Er Bing's shoulder and said, "Come here, little friend, I'll show you something good." ”

"Ah......? What's the matter, brother, brother......"

Er Bing called Brother twice, and finally let the big raincoat be dragged to another room.

When Er Bing and Da Raincoat left, I faced the bright stone room alone, and I suddenly remembered a question, what if this fire consumes up oxygen?

No way, this is a disease that falls from studying physics.

I looked up and saw that I was overthinking.

There are designed air ducts, which lead to small holes in the walls, and when the flames burn, it is obvious that the wind is blowing.

Well, let's get started.

I took a deep breath of the sweet air and stepped into the hallway.

The smell of the spice is very good, it is the kind of smell that is similar to milk, honey peak, sandalwood mixed together.

Smelling in the nasal cavity, the whole person feels very comfortable and relaxed.

Estimating the beauty of the technique.

However, the road under your feet is not easy to walk, and it is more appropriate to say that it is a floor tile than a large stone pillar supported on the ground.

I need to jump back and forth, from one pillar to another, to be able to move.

I breathed in the sweet air, felt the heat released as the flame burned, and moved briskly between the stone pillars.

I found that it was very comfortable, what illusions, what demons, I didn't see anything.

Could it be that this guy in the big raincoat deliberately lied to me?

I smiled inwardly as I was about to jump to another pillar two meters away.

I froze.

Because there is a man on that pillar.

He crouched there, his head drooping down, motionless.

My heart is stirred.

What is it?

Is it a human, or a ghost, or a statue?

At this moment, he raised his head, I saw him, his face was covered with blood, one of his eyes was still drooping outward, he was twitching, twitching, crooked his neck, and said to me in a vague voice: "I died so miserably, I won't let you go, I died so miserably, so miserable, you killed me......"

This time I finally saw that he was a poacher I had killed.

He stood there, his face full of resentment and hideousness.

His facial features distorted to the rhythm of his speech, his nose fell off, his eyes drooped outside, twitching as he spoke.

His neck was cracked, and large streams of blood poured out, black and red blood staining most of his body.

At this time, he opened his arms in the face of me and roared at me in the most vicious tone: "I will drag you away, take you away, I will take you to hell, I will kill you, kill you......"

At this moment, I was a little scared.

I couldn't tell if it was reality or something else, because it was so real, and the light of the fire cast shadows on him.

His expression, including the stench of blood mixed with the smell of blood from his body, was so clear and real that it was impossible to believe that it was an illusion.

I was a little shaken, and subconsciously moved my body slightly.

But the other party did not give up, his roaring voice became more and more powerful and poignant, and the blood on his body began to gush out continuously.

Also, I noticed that the distance between me and him seemed to be shrinking.

Why is that?

Am I scared?

I shouldn't be afraid!

I want to be brave, I want to be strong!

"What are you, see if I don't kill you again!"

I yelled and brought up the force of the beating.

But what I didn't expect was that the guy on the other side, he suddenly swelled several times, he was like a giant, standing there, ahhhhhhhh

He was spitting, there was a large stream of black blood mixed in it, he smelled a bad stench in his nose, he scolded me, he cursed loudly, he looked like he was going to tear me apart, tear me into pieces one after another.

I'm a little overwhelmed.

I retreat, he advances, I am strong, he is stronger!

What am I going to do?

In this dazedness, I suddenly remembered the Heart Sutra again.

I tried to read it in my mind, but to no avail, he stood there, looking at me with a cold expression.

I read it a dozen times.

He still didn't move...... I secretly smiled bitterly in my heart, it turned out that the plots played in movies and TV were all lies.

What chanting sutras will exorcise demons, useless, really useless...... Hey, that's not right.

It suddenly occurred to me that this Heart Sutra had worked for me for the first time.

It's not the words on the surface, it's the inner truth.

So now, what truth should I grasp?

I stared at the goblins on the stone pillars opposite.

I didn't move.

I don't know how long it was, but I suddenly figured out something.

Then I shouted to the 'ghost', "If I kill you, it will be against the morality of heaven and earth, and against the true meaning of the Great Dao, and I will be willing to fall into the infernal hell and suffer so much, and I will never be liberated!" ”

In a word.

I strode and swooped onto the pillar.

And when I was on my feet, the big 'ghost' disappeared without a trace like a soap bubble blowing up.

The illusion is gone.

But I had a layer of cold sweat on my body.

I felt a little weak.

This inner demon is unexpectedly powerful, and it is even more tiring and difficult than dealing with six or seven dark power level masters.

Take a break.

I continued walking, and suddenly, I saw Tang Yan, who was standing there looking at me playfully.

But soon, a knife-wielding yaksha flew down from the wall, and he took the knife and slashed Tang Yan in two.

I can't take this picture.

At that moment, I almost collapsed.

But...... I know, it's my demons too.

But what layer is it on?

What does it portend?

I stood here, not moving.

In the blink of an eye, Tang Yan appeared again.

At this moment, the sword-carrying Yaksha appeared beside her again...... I kind of get it.

I didn't go to see Tang Yan and didn't pay attention, but focused on another stone pillar, and I raised my foot and jumped over.

Tang Yan is the person I care about.

But I shouldn't have unleashed that needless superfluous concern on her.

It's like, if we care about someone and care too much, we don't like it.

This is true not only for lovers, but also for other loved ones.

Giving the other person enough independence and learning to watch over at the same time is actually the best kind of care.

I jumped over, twisted my head, and glanced at Tang Yan, and I found her standing there, smiling sweetly at me.

I took a few more steps.

Then I saw my parents, and I saw them coming together, as if whispering something, and the expressions on their faces were very happy.

I just glanced at it and didn't look at it much.

My parents are different from many parents in traditional families.

Other people's parents are also worried about this and that when their children grow up.

But their thinking is very Western.

They advocate for their children's independence, including in marriage, and they sued me back when I was in college.

If you get married, you can get your certificate outside.

If you have time, you can bring your daughter-in-law back to see, and if you don't have time to send us a photo, you can know that you have a daughter-in-law.

Some people may think that such parents are too incompetent.

Actually, no, I would say that every family is different.

My parents are another kind of great love, they are giving me extremely independent space for growth and development.

In addition, they are willing to give a qiē, including, money, and so on.

They just don't want their will to interfere with my personal development.

In their minds, even if I am frustrated and suffered, it is a precious experience that belongs to me.

The same is true for the family, several of my uncles left home very early.

My uncle even got married outside, so he brought my aunt to my grandfather and my grandmother.

Letting go is a kind of great love.

I smiled at my parents, turned around and jumped, and then I saw Ma Biaozi, Master Ruan...... When I saw them practicing boxing, I smiled again.

Then, I looked forward and saw Master Zhou and Tie Dan again.

I don't know why Master Zhou's lower body is always surrounded by a black mist.

And when I looked at the black fog with my heart, I found that there were many, very, very complex patterns and scenery in it...... I know what that means.

Behind Master Zhou's broken leg, there must be a lot of things involved.

I watched, and then I made a note of it.

I kept walking.

I didn't walk a few steps.

Suddenly, there was a flash of light.

Then I came to a strange place.

I'm a spirit.

Then, as the light in front of me became clearer, I saw a beautifully dressed old lady standing on the edge of a cliff, looking up into the distance.

I was shocked.

I took two steps forward.

The old lady turned around.

360 search miaoie.   Gaoshu Tongshen update fast I can see clearly, she is the neighbor of her grandfather's house when she was a child, Lao Dong's mother-in-law.

Granny Dong wore a very ethnic dress and tied a lot of necklaces made of animal teeth around her neck.

There were still a few black, unknown bird feathers stuck in her head, and she stood there, smiling at me.

I was shocked.

Mrs. Dong spoke: "Child, if you can see me." This proves that you may be in one of the following situations. Either you're unconscious, or someone is performing a spell, or you're drugged by something. ”

"What you're seeing now is not real to me, it's just a memory I've planted in your head. Once you read it, it floats from the depths to the superficial. "I'm not an ordinary person, I'm a shaman. Of course, I'm not the kind of goddess who worships fox spirits and wild monsters in the countryside of the Northeast. I am a real shaman. "I planted this memory to tell you that you are not an ordinary person. Then, I hope that you can do my old woman a favor when she grows to a certain stage in the future......"