At this time, the protagonist of Wang Mingshan's diary is playing the role of a teacher in a psychiatric hospital. Strange to say, almost half of the hospital had to learn to draw from him, especially the patient who just came in yesterday was even more enthusiastic. This result greatly surprised Lu Chen and Li Haifeng. It seems to have gone even more smoothly than they had planned.

Of course, since he knew that his paintings would pose a threat to himself, Lu Chen had already asked Lu Ming to take those works home and hide them. The things I teach now are also things that I dug up from the memory of this body before, after all, a person who has studied painting for more than ten years will be stronger than ordinary people as soon as he makes a casual move.

"Teacher, what do you think of my painting of the Monkey King?"

"Yes, yes, it's the same as the real thing!"

"Teacher, Teacher, look at how this pig's nose is always drawn like a monkey's ass."

"Uh...... That's the monkey ass!"

"Teacher, how do you say you should draw the wings of a tall building?"

"Uh...... It must be a long one!"

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Lu Chen only now realized that teaching a group of mentally ill people to draw was not an easy task, their ideas were too peculiar! He looked at Li Haifeng with a little headache, and just happened to see Li Haifeng's dodging gaze. He came up with the idea, and this guy can't help anything now.

"Teacher, what is the world in which the immortals live, can anyone draw?" just when Lu Chen was thinking about when he would be able to end this art class, he heard this sentence.

Turning his head and following the sound, he saw that the new patient had a pen in his hand and his eyes were looking around. It is this question that this person asks. Lu Chen's sensitive nerves immediately became vigilant, even if the other party was a psychopath, but Li Haifeng had already told him about the lessons of the past, so he had to guard against it.

"Oh, you want to paint the place where the immortals live, I haven't seen it, you can imagine it!" Lu Chen stared at this person with his eyes and said very easily.

"Oh! I haven't seen it either! Who has seen it! Tell me, I want to paint the place where the gods live!" The patient seemed very irritated when he heard that Lu Chen couldn't answer his question, and began to scribble on the paper while talking nonsense.

Wei Yunxia, who was in the distance, looked at these people writing and painting there, and that Lu Chen taught him was really like that. I couldn't help but sigh at Lu Chen's astonishment again. Judging from this phenomenon, it seems that Lu Chen has really recovered a lot. It seems that when Dr. Qian Youliang comes back, it is time to do a comprehensive examination of Lu Chen, if he does recover, can he be considered to be discharged, because the beds in the hospital are indeed tight now.

In the evening, Lu Chen and Li Haifeng had dinner and sat in the room studying something.

"You said that during the day, that person was asking about the fairy world, is it a coincidence?" Li Haifeng frowned, as if talking to himself.

"Well, I don't know if he has a heart, maybe it's his own delusion, after all, he was also sent in because of mental illness!" Although Lu Chen was defensive, his vigilance was still not as high as Li Haifeng's. Besides, he has been here for so long, and he has heard a lot about the fight of the gods, but no one takes it seriously.

"However, we still have to be careful! I always feel that it is not so simple! Let's wait for Qian Youliang to come back and go out as soon as possible!" Li Haifeng still instructed uneasily.

"I was familiar with most of these patients in the past, but I didn't know much about the newcomers! I'll take a closer look at him tomorrow!" Li Haifeng added.

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In the next few days, Li Haifeng deliberately paid attention to that person and found a strange idea, that new patient was always dishonest in Lu Chen's painting class, and he would look at this and that for a while. Especially still asking who drew what. It looked like a sign of mental illness, but Li Haifeng always felt that something was wrong, which made Li Haifeng have to be vigilant again.

"Doctor Wei, come, I'll help you!" was when Wei Yunxia was walking towards the office with two bags, Li Haifeng took one from the side and said attentively.

"Ao! Thank you, Li Haifeng, you are recovering well!" Wei Yunxia did not refuse, and praised Li Haifeng while handing a bag in her hand.

"This is not a good care of the hospital, alas! I hope to be able to go out to see the world again in my lifetime, and I have also made a lot of trouble for the child door for so many years, do you think I can still go out? Dr. Wei?" Li Haifeng talked about family life.

"Yes! Yes, you can! As long as you insist on treatment, you will definitely be, I think you are recovering well now, maybe you will be able to go out after a while!" Wei Yunxia kept cheering Li Haifeng up.

"Hehe, that's good, thanks to the doctors in the hospital! By the way, Dr. Wei, let me ask what is the name of the person who just came, he seems to like painting very much!" While chatting, Li Haifeng turned the topic to the newcomer.

Yes, I think he likes it too. You ask Lu Chen to talk to him more, maybe it will be good for his condition, hey, by the way, how do you think Lu Chen is recovering?" Wei Yunxia didn't care about the meaning of Li Haifeng's words, she seemed to treat Li Haifeng as a normal person now.

"Ahh

Now the night in Beijing at the end of October is getting a little colder, and there is no one in the courtyard except for the dim light. Suddenly, a dark shadow sneaked out of a hospital room, and then dodged all the way down the corner, as if deliberately avoiding the camera. Finally, he came to a more remote corner, squatted down and stopped moving.

I don't know how long it took, as if to make sure that no one around him would come, before the black shadow moved again, only to see him stand up, his fingers forming a strange gesture, and muttering words in his mouth. Then the tips of his fingers suddenly trembled, and a bright light flashed and illuminated this person's face, it was the person Li Haifeng inquired about with Wei Yunxia during the day, Liu Dahai.

What is surprising is that after Liu Dahai's gesture was maintained for a quarter of an hour, the tips of his fingers flashed again, and then he saw a black mist rising in front of him, getting thicker and thicker. Although he couldn't see what was inside, Liu Dahai knelt down with his legs and hit his head on the ground.

"Did you find anything when you called me out?"

"Your Excellency, I have been searching here for ten days, and I have not found anyone who can draw a map of the immortal realm, is there a mistake in the information!" Liu Dahai didn't dare to raise his head, but replied weakly.

"I can't be wrong! I've seen the photos of that picture, but it's a fragment of the fairy world, I don't know if it was drawn by a psychopath, but I've seen all the paintings of normal people! Wang Mingshan's soul was ruined by that idiot. The voice in the black mist seemed to start to grow angry.

Liu Dahai lay on the ground and didn't dare to say a word until the words in the black fog were finished.

"That'...... Then I'll investigate it carefully, and I will visit!" Liu Dahai could only spit out this sentence in the end.

"Be flexible, don't be so stupid! If you don't have this one, go to other houses to find it! You must find that person for me! If you can't find it, you don't have to exist" With this last sentence, the black fog slowly dissipated. Only Liu Dahai, who was still trembling on the ground, was left.

Of course, there is another person, that is, Lu Chen, who is lying on the bed and has heard people, and his heart is already full of turbulence.