Chapter 30: Pain (updated for a month, ask for recommendations)
At the moment when he was pushed into the blood pool, the big earthworm was full of confusion, and the last thing he thought about was just complaining about Dieyi, saying that he would press the other party to beat him, Dieyi, you pit me, and then he was occupied by a huge sense of pain. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
Once Zhang Shuifeng thought that the greatest pain was mental torture, especially after experiencing thousands of years of underground life, controlling a complete mind in a muddy body, that kind of torture was almost more terrifying than death, if it wasn't for the Amitabha Buddha who met Amitabha during the enlightenment period, and then continued guidance and teaching along the way, even Zhang Shuifeng himself didn't know what he would become in the end, even so Zhang Shuifeng sometimes had a whim to do something that he couldn't understand afterwards, this state is the sequelae of experiencing huge mental trauma according to current medical terms, also known as indirect psychosis。
It is precisely because of these experiences that Zhang Shuifeng can easily accept anything, even if he becomes a woman, he will accept a few words of complaint, and living has become the primary goal, even so Zhang Shuifeng himself knows that in fact, deep down in his heart, he has always had the idea of suicide, hoping to use death to forget the experience of a thousand years forever, just like now this matter knows that he is going to face a fairy, and there will be many accidents during the battle, so he will complain a few words and agree, who dares to say that it is not the slightest trace of wanting to use death to relieve the influence of his own thoughts。 If it weren't for the reason, I'm afraid I would have committed suicide a long time ago, and it is precisely because of the reason that I instinctively want to survive.
It was the mental torture that made Zhang Shuifeng think that even the physical pain could be endured, but at the moment he fell into the blood pool, Zhang Shuifeng knew that he was wrong, some people say that the mental pain is more unbearable than the physical pain, after all, the mental injury is impossible to heal, the physical body can be healed, especially Zhang Shuifeng's almost immortal body, and now Zhang Shuifeng has a clear answer, especially under the protection of the immortal body, this pain is almost infinitely magnified, the physical injury is not worse than the spiritual one, and even more than it, but you haven't experienced it。
In the pool of blood, Zhang Shuifeng was like a piece of ice falling into hot water, and like a piece of meat falling into sulfuric acid. The surrounding blood and water continue to corrode the body, the horror of every hair on the body, every trace of skin melting little by little almost makes people collapse, and the powerful recovery power of the immortal body instantly recovers the melted body, and then melts by the blood and water, and then recovers, almost falling into a dead cycle, and every melting and recovery of the body will bring great pain to the body, just like endless torture, Zhang Shuifeng also thought about cutting off his nerves to isolate the pain on the body, but Zhang Shuifeng was automatically restored by the immortal body as soon as he injured the nerves, and the little demon who fell down with Zhang Shuifeng melted in an instant。
How long did this state last, Zhang Shuifeng didn't know, Zhang Shuifeng only knew that his immortal body was recovering more and more slowly, and under the continuous consumption, the limited aura in Zhang Shuifeng's body had been exhausted, seeing that the body was about to be completely melted, Zhang Shuifeng had a sense of relief in his heart, and at this time, a gentle little hand grabbed Zhang Shuifeng's hand tightly, and a stream of aura with a simple message was transmitted to Zhang Shuifeng's heart through the little hand, "alive".
It was his doppelganger who grabbed Zhang Shuifeng, to be exact, a part of Zhang Shuifeng's body, precisely because she was a part of Zhang Shuifeng's body, she didn't have too many thoughts but was more pure, just to live, and to live by all means.
As this aura entered the body, Zhang Shuifeng's body continued to recover and melt into the previous dead cycle, as the aura continued to pour into the body, a trace of doubt appeared in Zhang Shuifeng's heart, in order to reduce the impact of pain on himself, Zhang Shuifeng used all his mental power to think about this problem.
What grabbed Zhang Shuifeng was only a part of his body, and most of the aura as a body had been exhausted, and as a small part of the body, the aura was not only not exhausted, but there was still a surplus supply to the body, no matter how you thought about it, it felt unreasonable, or where did this aura come from.
Soon Zhang Shuifeng knew that this aura came from there, it was the aura of the blood pool, because he didn't think too much, when the aura in the body was exhausted and faced with the threat of death, the clone instinctively absorbed the aura around him, and the blood pool removed the corrosive power in it, it was a huge aura pool water, and the body in the huge spiritual water could naturally provide a steady stream of aura, although this aura has not been refined and absorbed, and there are a lot of negative emotions such as resentment on it, if it is usually even a thoughtless clone will not absorb such aura, but in the face of death, all this can be ignored。 After figuring out the key, Zhang Shuifeng showed a big wry smile in his heart, and then absorbed the aura in the blood pool with the clone.
As the aura continued to enter the body and then be consumed, in addition to bringing physical pain to Zhang Shuifeng, a large amount of resentment in the aura remained in the body, and this resentment continued to torture Zhang Shuifeng's spirit, and the double torture of physical and mental even made Zhang Shuifeng hallucinate.
In the hallucination, Zhang Shuifeng saw his past life, a child who was constantly loved by his parents and centered on himself and thought that the whole earth was revolving around him, and when he was in school, he was always called for preaching in the corridor because of his poor grades, just when Zhang Shuifeng thought that he was going to be preached by the teacher, he saw the teacher's flesh and blood quickly melt into a bloody skeleton and shouted; This is the first time Zhang Shuifeng has been preached,
The picture turned again, this time it became on the way out of elementary school, Zhang Shuifeng became the third grade, shyly ran to the little girl walking in front, wanting to go home with her, suddenly the girl turned her head and half of her face was rotten and smelled all over her body, and said, You study so poorly, why don't you die. This is the first time that Zhang Shuifeng wants to get close to a girl.
On the playground after school, Zhang Shuifeng, a fifth-grader, scuffled with a classmate who was fatter than himself, and was finally ridden by a boy and said hideously, you brainless fool, you deserve to be not as smart as your younger brothers and sisters, why are you still alive so stupid, why don't you die, hahaha. This was Zhang Shuifeng's first fight.
Please call me a relationship, I will definitely treat you well, Zhang Shuifeng, who was still a little naïve in the third grade of junior high school, finally mustered up the courage to confess to the girl who had been secretly in love for more than six years.
The girl said incoherently with an embarrassed expression: I will go to college in the future, and I may study abroad, your grades are too poor, I am afraid that you will not even be able to pass the high school exam, and the most important thing is that my mother is coming to pick me up, and we will not meet again.
Later, Zhang Shuifeng really never saw the girl again, I heard that her mother was a foreigner, and she used her privilege to transfer custody from her father and took her to live abroad, this was the first time Zhang Shuifeng confessed to the woman, and a gentle breeze with a low voice gently drifted in his ears. Why not die. To die is to be free.