The scorching sun is scorching, and from noon to early hour, the village chief will sleep in the bedroom of the ancestral hall.

It's sleeping, not meditating and spitting out something.

During this time, the village chief strictly forbade anyone to disturb him.

Once, a child whose parents had just passed away fled the village, and the situation was similar to that of Jiang Wujian and Jiang Zhiyu.

Due to the negligence of the villagers, the child escaped from the village.

But there was an evil insect outside the village, and no one dared to chase it out, so Gong Shan broke into the village chief's bedroom, wanting to wake up the village chief and arrest the child back.

As a result, after the village chief fell asleep, he was like a corpse, and he couldn't wake up no matter how he screamed.

I didn't wake up until Shin Shi......

……

The rain hasn't stopped, and I don't know when it will rain.

Jiang Wujian leaned against the courtyard wall, his brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

"A hot day, that is, a hot day......"

"If what Gong Shan said is true, then the village chief is sleeping at this point in time, which may have something to do with Tuna."

"The scorching sun, noon, before the hour, when the yang energy is at its peak one day, the village chief exhales yin energy, and the yin and yang are chaotic......"

"Will I do the same in the future?"

"No, no, wrong......"

Jiang Wujian rubbed his face.

"Now is not the time to think about this, and we will talk about it later."

"If what Gong Shan said is true, then the day when the sun shines is shining, it is the best time to kill him!"

"But...... What if what Gong Shan said is false? ”

"Or maybe the village chief had expected Gong Shan to tell me this?"

"Isn't that ...... Throw yourself into the net?! ”

The more Jiang Wujian thought about it, the more headache he felt.

I finally saw a candle flame of hope, but it was ruthlessly extinguished.

Thinking about it, the swelling pain began to come from my temples again.

At this moment, Jiang Wujian suddenly thought of the female corpse......

The red hijab was taken out of the placket, and the bright red seemed to drip blood.

Jiang Wuji said to the red hijab in his hand: "Qing Xuanzi wants to take away me, can you help me?" ”

“……”

For a long time, there was no response.

"Can't you speak?"

"If you're willing to help me, just control my body now."

"It's okay to pinch an orchid finger."

“……”

Still no response.

Jiang Wuxi rubbed his temples.

The feeling of dizziness is getting worse and worse, and there is a feeling of dryness and fatigue at the same time.

"This fever, how can it be repeated!"

Jiang Wuji sat down against the courtyard wall, but the heat in his body made his face like a fire.

I couldn't stand it anymore, Jiang Wuji put away the red hijab, and picked up the turbid rain on the ground with both hands and threw it on his face.

The vision is getting blurrier and blurrier.

Just when Jiang Wujian thought that he was about to faint again, his eyes suddenly lit up.

The filthy rain became clear, and the muddy puddle turned porcelain white.

"It's ......"

Auntie: "No disease, you ......"

Jiang Wu turned around sharply and saw the aunt standing at the door, who had surprise written on her face.

Look at yourself again.

He Jiang Wujian squatted by the toilet...... A puddle of water from the toilet bowl was running between his fingers.

Pupils constrict.

“……”

"Sleep... Groove ......"

Jiang Wujian hurriedly got up, turned on the faucet of the sink, and frantically scrubbed his face.

"Okay, okay, no matter how much you rub the skin, you will rub it."

My aunt handed over a white towel.

Taking the towel, Jiang Wuji's face turned blue and red, and said, "I don't want a third person to know about this matter......

Auntie chuckled: "Okay, there will definitely be no third person who knows." ”

Jiang Wuji: "......"

When he came out of the bathroom, Jiang Wuxi also understood his current condition.

After falling unconscious at the temple, he was sent here.

——Zhijiang City, Sunshine Psychiatric Hospital.

This is a 5A class...... Wrong.

This is a tertiary psychiatric hospital, which is the best in the country in terms of environment and medical equipment.

Those who can live here are either rich and wealthy, or they are senior psychopaths......

Jiang Wuji, who was wearing a hospital gown, stood by the window, looking at the group of indulgent and freedom-loving psychopaths on the lawn outside, with a melancholy face.

"It's back, it's back to the original world."

"I'm not mentally ill, but I can't say I'm not sick."

"This battle is destined to be ...... long," Jiang Wujian thought in his heart.

"Do you want to eat fruit?" The aunt peeled a banana and handed it to Jiang Wuji.

Jiang Wujian subconsciously leaned back and said, "You pass it forward." ”

"Huh? What? Auntie tilted her head.

Jiang Wuji: "If you hand it forward, you can ** inside the nostrils." ”

The aunt pinched Jiang Wujian lightly and let out a giggle laugh.

Taking the banana and taking a bite, Jiang Wujian asked, "Auntie, ...... you work?"

"Resigned." Auntie said indifferently.

Jiang Wujian nodded: "Well......"

"I remember the last time you said that someone was chasing you in your previous company."

Auntie: "It's too ugly, I don't like it." ”

Jiang Wuji: "It won't be because of me." ”

"You? What does it have to do with you? ”

"Anyone who knows that there is an oil bottle at home and that he is mentally ill will be scared away."

The aunt stepped on her high heels and poked Jiang Wuji's forehead with her fingers.

"What do you think! Your aunt and I are as beautiful as flowers, and you need to worry about this kind of thing, a little brat? ”

Jiang Wujian touched his nose and didn't continue on this topic, but changed his tone and asked, "That ...... named Jueming"

Hearing Jiang Wujian mention Monk Jueming, Auntie's expression froze significantly.

Just as she was about to speak, Zhang Qiming, who was wearing a white coat, walked in.

"Tianqing City, Longxing Temple, Jueming Monk."

With a gentle smile on his face, Zhang Qiming looked at Jiang Che and continued: "Jueming is an abandoned baby adopted by the abbot of Longxing Temple, born with intellectual disability, and suffers from congenital schizophrenia. ”

"But the abbot has a good heart and pulls Jueming to grow up."

"In fact, Jueming's condition is quite stable, but once I heard a pilgrim slandering Buddhism, saying that Buddha is not as good as Taoism, which caused him to be extremely resistant to Taoism, and when he met people, he said that the other party was a Taoist disciple, and Taoism was not as good as Buddhism."

Jiang Wuxi frowned, and just wanted to refute, but swallowed back the words that came to his lips, and asked again, "Doctor Zhang, how do you know?" ”

Zhang Qiming: "Because Jueming, he was also my patient before. ”

Jiang Wuxi was stunned, "He's your patient?" Then he ......"

"He doesn't have dreams, the two of you have different conditions, no illness, and the fate of enlightenment...... It's bumpy. Zhang Qiming sighed after speaking.

Zhang Qiming is really clever when he speaks...... Before I asked, I directly answered the question I wanted to ask.

Jiang Wujian nodded and sighed: "Abandoned babies, intellectual disabilities, schizophrenia, it is indeed ill-fated......

"But...... I still want to meet him. ”

Seeing that the faces of Dr. Zhang and his aunt changed, Jiang Wujian continued.

"I know the dream is fake, and I know I'm sick."

"I want to recover quickly."

"If it's convenient, let me meet him, I won't be as excited as I was last time."

"Actually, I don't know why, I just really want to see him, maybe it's affected by my illness."

"But it might be good for me."

"Of course, if it's inconvenient, forget it, I will cooperate with all treatments."

Jiang Wuji's words were clear and his tone was sincere, and it was really difficult for people who didn't know to associate him with mental illness.

Moment.

Zhang Qiming: "Jueming will come for a review in a few days, and I will communicate with the abbot at that time and try to arrange for you to meet." ”

Jiang Wuji: "Thank you, Dr. Zhang. ”