As soon as he opened his eyes this time, Zhang Yan felt that something was wrong.

He was well aware that he had fully recovered from his injuries, but his condition was indescribably worse.

It's buzzing in the ears and it's noisy. He seemed to hear a myriad of sounds, but these myriad sounds were mixed together at the same time, chaotic, and became this kind of buzz.

His head was also in disarray.

Countless scenes, countless people, just like watching the flowers, all appeared in front of me at this moment. These are all memories of Zhang Yan's past.

However, when these countless memories were also mixed together, Zhang Yan only felt that his head exploded all of a sudden.

He clenched his fists and his eyes widened, the first time he felt the pain of being so mentally destroyed.

However, this kind of pain cannot be reduced and vented through words or screaming with pleasure.

Miss Yan'er didn't know how long she had been guarding Zhang Yan, and her face was tired.

Just saw Zhang Yan wake up, and she still had a little surprise. But when I saw Zhang Yan's wide-eyed eyes, the green tendons on his face were like a pale beard, which was too prominent, and he was helpless for a while.

She took the towel at all, put it on Zhang Yan's forehead, and turned to the ghost baby and shouted, "What happened to him? Will he die?"

The ghost baby had already detected Zhang Yan, and she shook her head: "I don't know either!

Obviously, the body is intact as before, and the muscles that don't show how strong they are, but they contain terrifying and majestic power, but they have been unconscious. Moreover, the breath is not disordered.

This kind of coma is more like a pretend.

Isn't it the bitter ploy of this hooligan? deliberately pretending to be so pitiful, and then earning enough tears and sympathy from Miss Yan'er, fortunately, he has a place in the hearts of other girls?

It's so shameless!

Okay, okay, everyone is a martial arts practitioner, so naturally they want to have a nose to breathe.

"Miss Yan'er might as well try to kiss him, he is now too yang, if he can combine yin and yang, it may be able to play an unexpected role!"

Miss Yan'er didn't hesitate at all.

Wow, what a kiss!

Don't pretend, right?

The next moment, Zhang Yan pushed Miss Yan'er aside: "Get out!"

Zhang Yan was already messy enough, the memories in front of him were still intricately intertwined, and the buzzing in his ears was still ringing. If it were silent darkness now, he might have felt better.

But in front of him was the crying face of Miss Yan'er, no matter how cute this beauty was, it could only make him more irritable, and even more indescribable strange and evil fire.

Boom, all the mirror images exploded.

Boom, all the sounds, but all suddenly stopped.

However, it was only for a moment.

Because in the next moment, the voice that Zhang Yan had made in his life, and all the voices he had heard in his life, once again came back with a more ferocious and noisy momentum.

Before he was completely deafened and stunned by this voice from the depths of his soul, and shattered his dantian, he chose to forcibly pass out.

Before he fell unconscious, the four words "crazy" were deeply entangled in the depths of his soul.

When will it be the next time you wake up? What will it be like when you wake up next time? He had to ignore it.

In a coma, he also figured out the culprits of his situation, that is, the two Tianzhu monks, who used the incomparably pure internal force of Buddhism to seriously injure their spirits.

Yes, seriously hurt their spirits.

Zhang Can's martial arts, his internal strength is still the authentic Taoist mind of the Taishan School. However, in the three years he has been in the army, the sword techniques he uses have completely deviated from Taoism. On the contrary, he can only rely on a murderous and ferocious spirit to exert his drive.

Therefore, his mind and knife skills are at odds with each other. If this goes on for a long time, there will come a day when either he will become a villain who only knows how to kill, or he will be wiped out under the counterattack of the Taoist mind.

In fact, when he returned to Mount Tai that time, this hidden danger had already appeared.

The purity of Taoism washed his murderous heart and made him sad and spurted blood.

Therefore, before he died, the master also told him not to easily set foot in the peaceful place outside the square.

Later, outside the city of Lin'an, he forgot this advice for a while, and set foot in the pure place of Buddhism. The balance of murder and peace was broken again, if it weren't for the timely action of the monk at that time, giving Zhang Remnant a pure internal force of Buddhism, suppressing the violence in Zhang Remnant's heart, as early as that time, I am afraid that he would have died.

However, it was only a temporary suppression. It is not once and for all, and this hidden danger is permanently removed.

Because with Zhang Yan's wandering, the deaths of confidantes such as Tang Huan, Xiao Yuer, Gao Lingxuan, etc., added countless new and old hatreds to him.

His hatred, his killing intent, did not decrease but increased. It's just that he's been burying it deep in the depths of his heart.

The so-called blockage is better than sparse.

Finally today, after being injured by these two Tianzhu monks with the supreme internal force of Buddhism, how profound their Buddha heart and Zen devoured all of Zhang Yan's negative emotions. Naturally, his repression also fought back at this moment and exploded in a concentrated manner.

In other words, what Zhang Remnant is facing now is the direct confrontation between good and evil in human nature.

The only thing that makes him complain is that there are two kinds of branding, which are too balanced. Therefore, the two are constantly digesting each other, and they are constantly eating away at Zhang Yan's spirit and memories.

After going on like this for a long time, when Zhang Zhan woke up again, he really doubted how much of his personality he could maintain, and how many memories and spirits he could keep......

Will your energy dissipate and you will die because of it? Even if you don't die, will you become stupid?

One of his hearts sank to the bottom, to the darkness of eternal light.

Because he clearly sensed that his life was passing bit by bit because of excessive mental wear.

Suddenly, he sensed a force.

This power is very familiar, but because his memory is messing up into a pot of porridge at this time, for a while, he doesn't clearly remember the source of this power. But, at least, it calmed him down.

He enjoyed this calm, this absolute calm.

It was as if his soul had been washed, and that state of refreshment and fullness had never been felt in his life.

All the memories, all the love and hatred, have never been so vivid in his sea of thoughts as now, and they have been "rehearsed" again.

He was like a stranger, and with a very detached perspective, he re-watched his life.

He felt the pain, the joy, the sadness, the despair, the joy of the man. However, it is only a matter of experience.

These are worth experiencing and cherishing, but they are no longer important.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes.

First of all, he felt that the world had changed.

It was as if he had come to a strange world, and what he saw, felt, and heard was all very ordinary. However, it gave him a very fresh feeling.

For example, the rafters on the roof.

Even if he hadn't seen the cross-section of the rafters, he knew that it was a combination of countless strands of wood condensed together.

It is not a whole.

He wasn't breathing air.

It's the sense of smell numbed by countless smells and gases, so it's the only kind of air.

The beauty he saw in front of him, called Yan'er Girl, was actually a whole formed by countless combinations.

And so on and so forth......

He didn't seem to be surprised, and accepted this new feeling, this fresh sense, as a matter of course, without the slightest surprise.

It seems like that's how it should be.

Then he looked at Mo Suihan: "When did you come?"

Mo Suihan didn't say anything, Zhang Yan still nodded: "Oh, that's it!"

Then he couldn't help but look at Mo Suihan's chest, the white jade divine stone like a crescent moon was already yesterday's yellow flower, and it was no longer visible.

Only an empty red thread was left around his neck.

"Well, when those Tianzhu monks come to you again, tell them that their treasure of the town and country was swallowed alive by Zhang Mousheng!"

"You're finally awake!" Miss Yan'er, who was carrying a basin of water, suddenly pounced, lay on Zhang Yan's chest, and cried.

Zhang Yan gently patted Yan'er's pink back, felt her sincerity, and said with a smile: "I'm hungry!"

Yan'er has been sleepless in the past few days, and she finally looks forward to Zhang Remnant waking up, how can she be able to stop her emotions so easily.

Grandma hurriedly replied: "The old woman will give her son some hot food!"

Zhang Yan smiled and said, "Thank you Grandma!"

Grandma, who has lived for 60 years, has never seen any wind and rain? But in vain when she saw Zhang Yan smiling like this, all of a sudden, she actually felt that she had no regrets when she died.

It's a smile that can be engraved in people's hearts.

Zhang Yan picked up Miss Yan'er's pretty face and wiped away the tears on her face with his fingers: "Okay, you're also tired! ”

Strange to say, Yan'er was in a mood of ups and downs, but suddenly, she became calmer.

Just like Zhang Yan's words, there is supreme magic. In an instant, she closed her beautiful eyes and fell asleep.

Zhang Chuan said that he was hungry, and he was really hungry.

He didn't think he had been in a coma for long, at most, only three days and five days. But this sleep made him like Nan Ke's dream, which seemed to span ten or eight years. The hunger in the abdomen is like the average person who has been hungry for at least two days and two nights, without food or drink, and is extremely weak.

"Wolf meat, do you want some?"

Mo Suihan's penance for several years, he has never eaten anything bad, and he must not be scared out of wolf meat. Moreover, Mo Suihan's mental state has reached a certain limit, a certain realm of great success.

Even with Zhang Xuan's eyesight, he didn't dare to easily assert Mo Suihan's spiritual cultivation.

Looking at Xiao Shan, who was blinking his eyes and glancing at Mo Suihan one by one, Zhang said with a cruel smile: "Sister Xiaoshan, will you marry Xiao Mo in the future?"

Xiaoshan is still at an age of ignorance, but he is not completely incomprehensible. The little girl's heart is even more shy. So after listening to Zhang Yan's words, she grabbed the corner of her clothes, and kept playing with it, while saying coquettishly: "Don't want it!"

said this, but a pair of eyes were still attracted by Mo Suihan's excessively handsome facial features and temperament after a while.

As for the ghost baby on the side, it is even worse than Xiaoshan.

Zhang Yan couldn't help laughing and said, "Eldest sister, forget it! There are eight out of thirty today, right?"

The delicate body of the ghost baby was shocked, and the baby's face was full of incredulity: "How do you know!"

"yes, how do I know?" Zhang Yan smiled, "Anyway, I just know." ”

Mo Suihan was also hungry for a long time, and the two of them devoured a big pot of wolf meat, which was more than a dozen catties, but they were eaten so much that there was not even a drop of soup left.

Then, Mo Suihan stood up, glanced at Zhang Yan, nodded, and walked towards the door.

He can't stay in one place for more than a day.

This is his practice.

Zhang Yan let out a sigh: "Wait!"

Mo Suihan stopped, but did not turn around. Zhang Yan walked around, facing Mo Suihan, and compared his hand: "Well, I've grown a lot taller!"

After finishing speaking, Zhang Yan hugged Mo Suihan and patted him on the back vigorously: "Come on!"

Mo Suihan seemed to have forgotten how to be emotional, and after a long time, he hugged Zhang Yan with his backhand.

"Do you regret taking such a path?" Zhang asked.

Mo Suihan looked out of the door with a pair of indifferent eyes, looking at the end of the sky, as if there was something very special there, attracting him and calling him.

The face is also so indifferent.

Zhang Chuan didn't know if this was Mo Suihan's answer, if so, what kind of answer was this, he just patted Mo Suihan's shoulder again.

Last time, he still touched Mo Suihan's little head, but this time, Zhang Yan is already very equal, and no longer treats him as a child, but as a very equal peer.

Although, it is true that he is still a child under the age of fifteen.

"Come on! When you can't hold on, grit your teeth again! Xiao Mo's achievements in the future will definitely be the glory of the ancients and the future!"

Looking at the distant back, it wasn't until it disappeared that the ghost baby asked in a low voice, "What's the name of this child?"

"Mo Suihan. Zhang Yan turned to smile, "In the future, the whole world will tremble because of this name." ”

The ghost baby nodded thoughtfully: "It turns out that he is Mo Suihan! Now, I don't have any confidence in Fujino Shinshang!"

Chuantian and Fujino's new gambling contract has long been known to the world. It is not surprising that the ghost baby has heard Mo Suihan's name.

"To be honest, when you were unconscious, this kid obviously didn't have much advanced cultivation, but I couldn't sense his arrival at all. Even, when he walked towards you, I didn't even have the courage to ask him! Ha, if he were a villain, I could only watch you be killed by him. ”

Zhang Yan laughed: "Fortunately, Zhang is not Xiao Mo's enemy." ”