Parallel world, a certain year, a certain month, a certain day. Fengcheng, the third largest city in the Han Kingdom, is an old community that has reached its twilight years - East Coast International.

Shang Shulang woke up and looked around blankly, he found himself lying on the floor of the living room. What's going on?

He remembered that he was "moving bricks" in the virtual world, working hard for that pitiful income every day, just dozing off under the big tree in a village inside, how did he wake up in the real world and lie on the ground?

Exiting from the virtual world, then walking out of the virtual warehouse, and then lying here, the whole process, I don't remember.

Was he so tired? Or did he have amnesia? He was a little frightened, and he couldn't figure out what was wrong with him.

The state has been getting worse and worse in recent months.

Three months ago, he began to suffer from insomnia, and although he took a lot of sleeping drugs, it had little effect.

Two months ago, I felt anxious, bored and so on, and sometimes even had the idea that life was boring and that life was worse than death.

In the past month, he has slowly felt that the world around him and the people he meets are a little abnormal......

Some people in the community no longer seem to go to work from 9 to 5, but are casually dressed, listless, and demented, wandering around the community, and they can be seen moving slowly under the street lamps at night, and the long shadows seem so lonely, lonely, and a little sad.

The Walking Dead, yes, the Walking Dead, has already had two or three residents taken away by 120, and it is said that they have a new type of strange disease, the symptoms are like "lost souls", and the early manifestation is depression.

The media reports are somewhat frightening, saying that more and more people are suffering from this strange disease, and many countries have found it, and it is spreading rapidly.

Medical experts are helpless, but humanities scholars declare that this is the "spiritual apocalypse" caused by human beings' excessive pursuit of material things and excessive reliance on technology.

There is a rapidly spreading theory among the people that those walking dead patients are infected by a "psychiatric virus" that has never appeared before, and the infected people will initially develop various mental lesions. For example, malaise, depression, amnesia, etc., and then the illness continues to worsen, losing the seven emotions and six desires that humans should have, and finally wandering around like a walking corpse.

Originally, he didn't care, after all, he rarely went out, and most of the activities were in the virtual reality world.

Now, he has to face the reality, am I also infected? Recently, Shang Shulang found that he was suffering from psychological pathologies, anxiety, depression, helplessness, boredom, etc., which are exactly the same as the descriptions of various channels, and those symptoms seem to be getting together.

No, I'll have to go to the hospital. Shang Shulang rushed to the hospital alone.

When he arrived at the hospital, he suddenly discovered that the rumors of a spiritual virus were true, and the spiritual apocalypse might really come. There are too many people registered in the hospital to see this disease, and people have lined up in a long line, from the specialist clinic to the hospital registration hall, like a super "greedy snake", with almost no place to insert feet.

How do you see a doctor? I don't necessarily see a specialist in the middle of the night. Shang Shulang walked out of the hospital helplessly, looking around blankly, at a loss.

What to do, I can't see a doctor, and even if I do, I can't cure it.

He called his good friend Li Datou.

"Big head, I may be infected with a mental virus, the gold coins and equipment in the virtual world, you take it away and deal with it quickly, I want to eat something good, happy and happy......"

"you, what's the matter, isn't it a spiritual virus? Brother has a way, brother knows a master, and he is already optimistic about a group of people. ”

"Brother, it's not a joke, it's true, the symptoms are exactly the same as what is said in the news. ”

"Don't be afraid, brother, what I said is also true. Remember the Wang Shao who borrowed money from you last year? He was cured, and I saw him yesterday, he was alive, elated, full of vitality, I wanted to hold him down and beat him when I looked at it, and I danced so happily, hehe!"

"Really?"

"It's like a fake!"

"Okay!

“....... See you at the door of Unit 4, Building 13. ”

"Wait for me!"

At the door of Unit 4, Building 13, a community in a certain street, Shang Shulang waited for twenty minutes, and Li Datou finally appeared.

"Haha, your mental state is okay, I thought you were limping, full of saliva, demented eyes, spinning in circles under the big tree. ”

"you, there's just a tall man here, how tall?"

"One word 'God'! See you later, don't be scared, I accompanied Wang Shao here, God." ”

The two walked into the unit door, and Shang Shulang found that the corridor was a little dilapidated and gloomy, and it seemed that the whole building was not popular.

The elevator can still run, but the lights are flashing and flashing, and they may go out at any time......

Fortunately, the bad thing that Shang Shulang thought in his heart did not happen, and they got off the elevator and pressed the doorbell of a resident.

The door slowly opened, but no one came out. Li Datou was not surprised, and walked in first, and Shang Shulang followed behind him.

The living room and kitchen of the house were empty and there was not much furniture, except for a table near the window, and behind the table sat a bald uncle, who looked sloppy, with a circled face and beard, and was fat, wearing pajamas, leaning back in a chair.

"Master, this is my friend, Shang Shulang, you can show it. ”

The bald uncle's eyes looked Shang Shulang up and down with a playful look, and a smile slowly appeared at the corner of his mouth, it was better not to laugh at all, because it was too reluctant, too deliberate, and too obscene.

"Come, come closer, Horn Pulse. ”

The bald uncle's hands are not ordinary, his fingers are thick, his joints are protruding, cold and powerful, he seems to be a manual worker, how can he be a doctor? Western medicine is even more impossible, it doesn't even have a device. This is what Li Datou said?

"Brother, this master is a well-known god from far and near, and he is given the nickname 'Brother Xianjue'!

Li Datou is still boasting, this kid won't be a bald man to cheat me, right?

"Say you're not sick, you're sick, say you're sick, you're not sick, well, it's okay, it's okay. ”

What are you talking about?

"Is there any illness or not? What is middle and shang? How much do you want, say, uncle. ”

Li Datou was also a little puzzled: "Yes, are you sick?"

"You don't know if you're sick or not, I'm in charge of curing the disease, not to tell you the reason for whether you're sick or not. Believe it, you just do what I say, if you don't believe it, leave as soon as possible, don't delay the next patient. ”

Shang Shulang laughed angrily, talked for a long time, didn't explain things clearly, and bragged, he asked mockingly: "Where is the next?"

"Look back!"

Shang Shulang instinctively looked back, I shit, there was really a long queue, and one of them glared at him and shouted: "Hurry up, my brother is dying, the most annoying thing is that you are looking for a doctor!"

Shang Shulang felt a little sweaty on his back, and a little cold. It seems that my condition is already very serious, I didn't see so many people, and directly ignored a long dragon?

"Master, please continue!

"Well, it's good to have a good attitude! This is the three Protector Pills, this is a ritual method that must be done every day, this is...... Puppets, ritual props. Remember, every night at 11 o'clock punctually take the medicine and complete the ceremony, three days later, it is effective, you don't use it, it doesn't work, hehe, you are terminally ill and can't be helped, let alone use it. Next!"

Shang Shulang paid 180 yuan for three pills, a piece of paper and a faceless puppet, which was not expensive, almost free medical treatment. I'm ashamed, I'm a villain, and I blame the big head and the bald head.

Walking out of the door with Li Datou, he glanced back, and he couldn't remember when the door was closed.

He had the impression that the house was only more than 100 square meters, how could it fit that long queue of patients?

Li Datou looked at him strangely: "Brother, how can you be 'middle and upper', I am only 'lower middle', and Wang Shao is only 'middle school'." ”

Shang Shulang thought for a while, as if he had such an evaluation, but what does this have to do with his condition?

......

When he returned home, he locked the door, took out the Protector Pill and the paper that recorded the ritual, and studied it carefully.

Some props are needed to hold the ceremony - drawing on the ground with incense ash, high incense, paper money with round square holes, and locust tree branches and poles to attract souls...... You also have to pray to the mysterious powers, and of course, the most important thing is to hold the puppet in your hand and make a set of movements.

This is the ritual magic of the bald brother? How do you feel that it is a primitive tribe dance, and there is a very strange atmosphere, and I don't know if it works.

At 11 o'clock in the night, Shang Shulang swallowed the pill and started the ceremony, the props had been done as early as the day, just waiting for the effect of the Protector Pill and the ritual to be tested tonight, and it must work.

The ceremony was almost over, and he still didn't feel anything, but he gritted his teeth and told himself, there is faith, there is faith!

At the end of the action, he suddenly noticed that the puppet seemed to come to life and looked at him.

It's weird! I don't have a face, and I naturally don't have eyes, so how do I feel like it's looking at me?

Then, he felt a wave of dizziness, dazed, as if his soul had escaped from his body, slowly rising, and actually saw his body there baring its teeth and dancing its claws.

He looked up and looked, wow, a glittering tunnel appeared in the air, and the end of the tunnel led to another world, faintly visible majestic mountains, rushing rivers, and swimming beasts......

His soul suddenly accelerated, and flew into the tunnel, the light and darkness in front of him changed, and the light of various colors rotated rapidly, and he didn't have time to think at all, and rushed into the unknown space.

The faceless puppet that remained in the room suddenly floated, swaying from side to side and making a "giggle" laugh......

And he scolded in the depths of his soul, CNM, bald brother!

At the same time, there are many people who, like him, have been bewitched, deceived or forced by some people, and their souls have quietly flown into the passage......