"Ah......h

Jiang Yunsheng bit the towel, his voice was low, and he sweated all over his body in pain.

The four-eyed Taoist was holding an oil lamp and was cleaning the glutinous rice from his wound. When glutinous rice enters the wound, you need to pick it all one by one, otherwise there is no way to apply medicine.

The function of glutinous rice is to remove the corpse poison from the wound at the first time, and then to apply anti-inflammatory and hemostatic drugs to prevent inflammation and infection of the wound.

Jia Le and Master Yixiu helped press on the side to prevent Jiang Yunsheng from struggling or retreating because of the pain.

But it seems to be much simpler than they thought.

Although Jiang Yunsheng was sweating profusely and his body was tense, he sat on the stool like a nail, and he didn't have the slightest intention of retreating.

In ancient times, Yun Chang scraped bones to cure poison, and now Jiang Yunsheng endured pain and took glutinous rice. Master Ikyu was amazed by Jiang Yunsheng's spirit and endurance ability, and his impression of him skyrocketed.

There has been some contact between the two sides in the past two days.

Jiang Yunsheng's impression of Master Yixiu is that he is polite, talks little, works hard, is a little withdrawn, and ...... A little brutal.

The method of violently breaking the heart demon left a great impression on him, and he even suspected that Jiang Yunsheng was the guy who was controlled by the heart demon.

"It's a pity that I entered Taoism, and I didn't have a chance with Buddhism after all." Master Yixiu let go of Jiang Yunsheng, there was no need to hold it down, Jiang Yunsheng could bear it.

"Jingjing, you go and help make some glutinous rice porridge."

"Yes, Master!" Jingjing turned around and went to the kitchen.

She helped bring the food in the morning and knew where it was.

The four-eyed Taoist also saw that there was no need to press Jiang Yunsheng, so he instructed Jia Le: "Go and put the table together, spread it out with glutinous rice on the table, and use it later." ”

"Knowing Master, I'll go and prepare immediately." Knorr turned to splice the table.

"Bear with me, there are not many on the right side, there are probably more than a dozen." The four-eyed Taoist reminded.

But Jiang Yunsheng did not react.

In a trance, Jiang Yunsheng's world has become the 21st century. At this time, I was at the bus stop, and I was sick with different hand syndrome, and my left hand was tearing at my clothes uncontrollably.

People waiting for the bus avoided each other, casting frightened or strange looks.

Then they exchanged heads and whispered.

"Hooliganism, huh?"

"Could it be performance art?"

"Call the police, there are hooligans here, let the police arrest him."

"Yes, yes, call the police."

Some people pressed the police phone, and some people took out their mobile phones to record the video, started the live broadcast, and slapped Jiang Yunsheng's face.

"Everyone remembers this person, he tore his clothes and played hooligans at the bus stop in broad daylight, everyone searched for him, and revealed his address and experience."

“……”

Jiang Yunsheng turned left and right, looking at the crowd around him. The left hand continued to tear his clothes on his own, as if he had an independent mind and was not controlled by his consciousness.

"I'm back?"

"It's just a dream over there?" Jiang Yunsheng had a question in his heart.

No!

This is not true!

Jiang Yunsheng quickly rejected such an idea.

He has many tricks, such as opening the door with his right hand and closing the door with his left hand. The right hand cuts vegetables, and when you are sick, your left hand reaches under the kitchen knife, etc.

Tear clothes?

Never, at most, it is the onset of unbuttoning, unfastening with the right hand and blocking it with the left hand.

Getting sick in public?

Jiang Yunsheng would write a note in advance and put it on his body before going out, and he had no distractions on the road and hurried with all his heart.

Waiting for a bus at the bus stop to get sick?

He couldn't remember the last time he took the bus.

Dreaming?

Jiang Yunsheng tried to paint the streets of Renjiazhen in his mind......

The bus stop disappears, the noisy crowd disappears, and the world becomes what it appears in the mind.

And throughout the process, there was a man in a black suit who didn't change.

Jiang Yunsheng couldn't see the other party's appearance clearly, as if he was covered with a layer of fog, and no matter how much he concentrated, he couldn't see clearly.

Demon (Level??? ）

Synopsis: A monster derived from the negative emotions of living beings, which can create illusions and spy on other people's hearts for obsessions, fantasies, fears, and other things. (Note: It cannot be completely destroyed unless all sapient creatures are extinct.) ）

Weakness: When you are strong, you are weak!

The demons of the heart cannot conquer the creatures who are firm in their minds and remain sane.

Jiang Yunsheng breathed a sigh of relief, almost thinking that he was in a coma, it turned out that he had encountered a demon.

He hadn't seen the embodied demon yet.

Jiang Yunsheng walked closer...... Bring it a little closer...... Walk a little closer......

"Can't you see what you look like all along?" Jiang Yunsheng asked in a circle around the demons.

The demon did not dodge or dodge, and asked rhetorically, "Aren't you afraid of me?" ”

"Why are you afraid of you, don't you just control others through the weakness in people's hearts, I don't dare to say that I don't have weaknesses in my heart, but you don't grasp the point, you know."

"Like the fantasy you just created for me."

"Honestly, it's average. Although I caught my illness, I also caught my fear of getting sick in front of the public and being exposed on the Internet.

But have you thought about it, I'm the rational type. I knew exactly what I was afraid of, so how could I not take precautions. ”

"Failure!"

Jiang Yunsheng shook his head in denial, looking disappointed.

Previously, he once thought that the inner demon was the kind of existence that was shrouded in black mist, powerful in means, killing, and could easily seize the consciousness of others after others showed their flaws.

Who would want to dress up in a suit and leather shoes, and look like a person.

What's the matter, sell insurance?

"It's not that I'm talking about your brother, don't say that the image is bloody, at least the appearance should be weird, and the atmosphere is full. Who scares in a suit, you can't even scare a baby waiting to be fed. ”

"Failure!"

Finally, and most importantly.

"Brother, as a dignified demon, you don't even know how to use materials. There are so many near-death moments in my life that you don't choose, choose a station to make trouble, you are a typical Wu Dalang kite flying - shoot low! ”

Fail!

"Failed !! in Failure" Jiang Yunsheng unceremoniously gave a bad review, and counted the demons in his heart for nothing.

It's so much that the demons themselves are about to produce demons.

"Don't I have anything to offer?" The demon asked, very unconvinced.

It's not that he hasn't looked for Jiang Yunsheng's other weaknesses, but in comparison, this is the deepest hidden fear that he is most unwilling to touch.

How did he know that Jiang Yunsheng was so sensible, and he would not be affected if he entered the illusion.

Even now, I'm thinking about the problem seriously, and I don't show a little scared emotion and expression.

After about three seconds, Jiang Yunsheng nodded and said, "There are also desirable places, such as kindness, cuteness, and innocence." ”

Boom!

The heart demon exploded on the spot, and there was not even a suit left.

Jiang Yunsheng looked cute, and thought to himself: "Kindness, cuteness, and innocence are not rare qualities and desirable qualities." ”

"Yunsheng...... Yunsheng ......"

At this time, Jiang Yunsheng heard the shouting voice of the four-eyed Taoist.

The world of Renjiazhen collapsed and dissipated like a pixel.

When the world is back in the Republic of China, it is healing its wounds......