After an unknown amount of time, what seemed like a whole pillar of incense, and what seemed like only a moment, she noticed that the broken visions began to become coherent, and although they were still intermittent, they were able to begin to describe a relatively complete event.

A blinding whiteness lit up her eyes.

Everywhere she looked, there were things she had never seen before.

The rudimentary metal bed sits in the center of the room, taking up almost all of the space. The room was rudimentary, except for the bed, all that was left was something oddly shaped, and the four white walls, and the disgusting glare overhead.

"Do you know what you're doing wrong?"

The little boy was in the white light, making it difficult for you to see his face, but the nun could still see that the boy was wearing a very strange dress. It was completely white, almost blending in with the light source and walls of the room, so that the nun could not distinguish it at first glance. But the oddity didn't stop there, the sleeves of the dress were clearly not suitable for the boy, it was so long, it became a burden, so that the boy was trapped by the sleeves and had to sit on the bed.

The collar of the dress was too high, and the height covered most of the boy's head, making him look very gloomy, as if he was very unhappy with the presence of the nun.

No.

I think I'm dissatisfied with the person who broke out of this room in the illusion.

It was only then that the nun realized that she was in the perspective of another person, looking at the boy in the room.

The strange thing is that she can feel the emotions of this intruder, as an intruder, in the face of a small child, not only does not have any psychological advantage, but feels strong tension and uneasiness.

If it weren't for the fact that the nun felt that the intruder's will was still appreciative, and had her own persistence and belief, I am afraid that she would have fled the moment she saw the boy......

An adult, afraid of a child?

The world in this illusion does not feel any aura, it should be a world with thin aura, and the threat that children can bring in such a world is very limited, and adults should not be afraid.

"What's your name?"

In the confrontation between the two in the illusion, it was the boy who took the lead in attacking. And the embarrassed parry is naturally the man who didn't say a word from the moment he came in.

This feeling is very strange, the female cultivator did not see the process of the man coming in, but there was such an impression in the sea of knowledge, as if she had been forcibly instilled by someone, but she couldn't remember it for a while.

"What's wrong with you? We met last time, and I'm your new doctor, and you can call me Edward. The man ignored the boy's crazy words and continued to follow the doctor's routine.

"I'm not asking you, poor Edward, you don't know anything about your situation, I'm asking who is peeking into my presence with your eyes. ”

The nun didn't know if all this was designed, or if the boy really had some kind of strange power to see himself through layers of visions. Any one of these two doubts is known to others, which is enough to impact the fragile three views of the Qi Condensation Stage monk, and only the Foundation Building Period can barely withstand this kind of subversive cognitive change.

A monk actually felt from an illusion the threat of a boy who had no cultivation from a world with thin spiritual energy!

She didn't know if it was the illusion that affected her, or if her appearance stimulated the illusion to produce different changes.

She had a feeling that the story in this fantasy world should not have developed this way.

"What are you talking about, kid? You didn't take your medicine on time!"

The doctor tried hard to persuade him.

"You're hallucinating again?"

The boy was unmoved, as if he hadn't heard the doctor's questions, and the Tsukuji nun also understood something, she found that the doctors in this world should be the same as the doctors on the Remnant Yang Continent, all of them are healing and saving people. But she also didn't understand why the doctor who treated the sick and saved the life would tie up a child in clothes and lock him in such a small space.

Is the cure in their world so peculiar, or is it ......

The doctors of this world are simply afraid of this little boy?

"As I said, you must take your medicine on time, otherwise you will never recover and never return to your parents. The doctor paused, and finally said what he wanted to say.

"If even medication can't solve your problems, then Uncle can only submit a report and let you undergo in-depth treatment!"

The boy's attention finally took his attention away from the nun.

Just being stared at by a boy in a fantasy realm, the female cultivator could feel an invisible pressure, constantly oppressing her consciousness, and even making her vision blur, almost losing consciousness.

"So you've finally decided to use electrocution?"

The female cultivator obviously felt that the man's spirit was in a trance, and he barely calmed down, trying to cause the boy's eyes, trying to tell him that there is no electric punishment in the world, and even if there is, it is only made up in foreign film and television dramas, and there is absolutely no such punishment in China, let alone using it on children.

However, when the man's gaze really met the boy's, he immediately looked away, unable to say anything, and could only let the boy's "giggle" laughter echo in the room.

The man knows that everything is already in vain, and in the face of this child, his lies will only make himself more ugly, if you really want to blame anyone, blame the child's parents, they voluntarily sent the child to a private hospital for treatment!

"Oh, yes. You don't have electrocution here, you just have electrotherapy. Sorry, I forgot. But I don't have time to play with you right now~"

The boy's gaze was once again focused on the doctor's eyebrows, as if he could see through his hard skull and see another consciousness in his head.

"Little sister, you've been watching where you've been for long enough, are you sure you really want to keep watching?"

The voice started, and the wind came.

The miserable white walls suddenly decayed, and the dazzling light source above his head exploded directly, and a large amount of debris fell, causing the man to scream in shock.

The room was plunged into darkness, but the dim light outside the window illuminated the room, allowing people to see some scenes, and allowing the nun to realize that the darkness on the walls was more than just a change in the light source.

The darkness seemed to come alive, twisting and struggling on the wall, as if it were about to break away from the wall, as if it were ......

Invade this room!

The man began to shout frantically, but no matter how he pounded on the door, no one opened it for him, so he could only lean his back against the door, desperately watching the darkness on the wall gradually thicken, like tentacles, sticking to the wall and eroding.

The peeling wall skin was as white as snow, but in the nun's senses, it was more like burnt ashes.