After staying on the mountain for two days, Ji Danhuang felt that he must be about to schizophrenia.

recalled what happened after meeting Ren Bikong, and Ji Danhuang felt more and more that this kind of life was very fake and unreal. How could an immortal take him as an apprentice? How could he cultivate immortals? How could he beat someone to death with three punches?

This must be all fake! He is absolutely and absolutely mentally ill because of the pressure of the college entrance examination, these are all his fantasies, all fake!

No, no, no, not fantasy.

Ji Danhuang shook his head vigorously. How could a person like him, who had no heart or lungs and no hope of being admitted to college, become mentally ill because of too much pressure on the college entrance examination? How could he be stressed?

He must have been dreaming, and just like that, these were just things that happened in a dream. Because he has always had low self-esteem, he had such a dream of being a fairy.

These are all dreams! How can there be any gods in this world!

Ji Danhuang wandered around in a trance, looking for places like cliffs. I said that if you fall from a height, you can get out of your dreams, you can wake up, and you can return to reality. Even if he wakes up, he is still that ugly, he will still be bullied, and he will still have low self-esteem, but it is better than living in an illusory dream.

He couldn't stand it anymore! Seeing a living person die at his own hands, this kind of guilt and self-blame was about to strangle him to death! He never thought that he would feel so uncomfortable when he beat someone to death in his dream.

In a daze, he turned out of the familiar area, and walked a little further, but he was really found a cliff by Ji Danhuang. Looking at the bottomless abyss, Ji Danhuang's heart tightened suddenly, and he took two steps back suddenly.

What was he doing? He wanted to jump down? How could this be! If this wasn't a dream but reality, he wouldn't be dead after he jumped!

As soon as his legs fell to the ground, Ji Danhuang broke out in a cold sweat. He knew that he was not normal, and he felt less and less like himself anymore, and he might have schizophrenia, splitting into another hidden personality. It was as if some other soul had invaded his body, and he didn't know who he was.

A feeling of fear instantly swept through his body, and Ji Danhuang couldn't help but shudder, but he didn't know what he was afraid of. Trembling and getting up and walking back, Ji Danhuang felt that he needed to be quiet.

Isn't it quiet enough here except for some birds and beasts?

Pounding his head hard, Ji Danhuang forcibly slapped all kinds of messy thoughts out of his mind.

No, no, no, you must close your mind. Otherwise, he couldn't let Bikong come back to help him figure out a way, and he himself would be scared to death by himself first!

Ji Danhuang felt that he should be busy.

Back at the cabin, adding another layer of air conditioning to Zhang Yang's corpse, Ji Danhuang picked some fresh vegetables from the vegetable garden in the Qiankun bag, and began to randomly mix and match his own new dishes. As for the livestock, poultry and aquatic animals raised in the Qiankun bag, Ji Danhuang didn't even dare to touch them. Now he has a psychological shadow, and even accidentally stepping on an ant can scare him enough.

At this point, Ji Danhuang really admires the murderers in the movie, and is very curious about how they withstood this kind of devastating psychological pressure. He thought he would become a murderer before, but that was! Who had ever seen such a timid murderer!

Busy making more than ten plates of dishes, Ji Danhuang still didn't have any appetite, and gave them all to the people who were screaming in the formation.

After doing this, Ji Danhuang didn't even breathe, and began to review the swordsmanship he had learned, over and over again. When he was so tired that he didn't even have the strength to lift the sword, he casually took out the book and read it, and if he couldn't understand it, he memorized it by rote, in short, he must fill his head, so that there is no chance for his brain to open.

In the face of an unknown ancient book, Ji Danhuang's eyelids fought, and finally fell asleep without holding it back. So, once again, he saw the cyan dress slowly falling from the sky over and over again, like a fallen leaf, like a drop of God's blood and a tear.

Watching the cyan neon dress fall in front of him, Ji Danhuang's heart went from being painful like a knife at the beginning, to despair that was worse than death, and finally evolved into a stagnant water. In this strange dream, he suddenly got the peace he wanted, no sound, no noise, no worldly chaos, only the green dress, repeating the same thing.

In this silence, Ji Danhuang burst into tears, inexplicably crying. When he woke up, the pillow in his hand was already wet.

Ji Danhuang really felt that he was really different from before. In the past, he was a wretched bun with a willful **, but now he has edges and corners. Like a soft sponge, a sharp blade suddenly grows, and if anyone wants to use violence against him, he will cut them into a blur of flesh and blood.

This change made him feel a little scared. Because he doesn't even know what he is causing the change. It was as if there was another soul that had infiltrated his body little by little, changing him little by little.

Sure enough, is it schizophrenia that has produced a different personality?

Shaking his head and standing up and moving his limbs, Ji Danhuang realized that he was thinking nonsense again, and hurriedly dispelled all strange thoughts. He's going to get busy, he's going to fill his head, he can't be defeated by his own whims!

He wants to wait for Master to come back!

As usual, he added air conditioning to Zhang Yang's corpse and cooked meals for the people in the formation, Ji Danhuang mentioned the cadre Mo Ye and practiced swordsmanship like a madman. It's just that this time, the scene in the dream always inexplicably comes to his mind, and he always thinks of the woman in Tsing Yi who can't see clearly.

In a trance, the true qi in Ji Danhuang's body suddenly stagnated, and then opened another way in his body, and he rushed wildly like crazy. Ji Danhuang was startled, and before he could react, the severe pain had already occupied his whole body, as if a blunt knife was swimming wildly in his body, scraping every inch of his skin.

The miserable wail echoed in the mountains and wilderness, like a ghost crying like a wolf, more like a giant axe forcibly slashing into people's hearts. The people who had been trapped in the formation for two days were already on the verge of collapse, but now they suddenly heard such a terrifying sound, and their hairs stood on end, and they all huddled together and hugged their heads and cried.

There are man-eating monsters here, and they are going to take them away and kill them for meat! They must have been captured and raised in captivity by man-eating monsters, just like they raise pigs to eat meat!

Now, the youkai think they're fat enough to catch and eat. Their lives have come to an end.

"I don't want to die!

In the crowd, I don't know who suddenly shouted like this, and suddenly everyone became excited, shouting with all their strength, running around. I don't know if I was crazy or unconscious, I hit my head on a big tree and fainted. At the same time, a fog gradually rose in this mountain forest that could not be walked out, enveloping everyone.

In the mist, people saw monsters with green faces and fangs slowly approaching, like the legendary cannibalistic Rakshasa demons. Everyone was so frightened that they screamed, crying and screaming into the sky.

And Ji Danhuang, who was outside the formation, didn't expect that the formation he set up would have such an effect of making people see terrifying things, even if he knew, he might not be able to do anything. At this moment, he was struggling in severe pain, and unconsciously let out the most terrible screams.

He felt that he was dying.

A cool and comfortable air flow rises from the little finger of the left hand and slowly spreads all over the body, like a refreshing and sweet stream submerging the whole body little by little. Wherever the air flow passes, the pain disappears immediately, leaving a trace of refreshing coolness.

Ji Danhuang lay on the ground, gasping for breath, letting the air flow wrap itself. Pinching his eyebrows and opening his eyes, Ji Danhuang found that he was shrouded in a faint blue light, and the dragon scale ring on the little finger of his left hand flickered like a star.

At the critical moment, it was the power of the dragon scale ring that saved him.

After lying on the ground for a while, Ji Danhuang slowly sat up, knowing that he had accidentally gone mad just now, and then thought that the psychological pressure in the past two days was too great, and he forgot to drink Xianlu. Presumably, the reason why I went crazy was because of my cranky thoughts caused by the pressure in my heart, and because I forgot to drink fairy dew.

Feeling out the fairy dew and pouring it into his mouth, Ji Danhuang carefully adjusted his internal breath, and was surprised to find that his skills had grown a lot, I really don't know if I should be happy. Looking up at the formation, Ji Danhuang was almost frightened by the scene in front of him.

The people in the formation were actually killing each other! Although they didn't have weapons in their hands, a pair of fists were already very lethal.

Ji Danhuang was so frightened that he bounced off the ground and rushed into the formation to knock out the people in the formation one by one. Carefully touching their pulse, Ji Danhuang was a little stupid.

Why are these people's pulses so messy? Is it because they only know a little bit about the pulses, so they feel wrong?

I touched it carefully again, and repeatedly confirmed that Shan Huang could finally be sure that it was not that he felt wrong, but that the pulse of these people was indeed very chaotic. After digging out the book and checking it for a long time, Ji Danhuang was shocked to find that the pulse of these people was a bit like going crazy.

Hey, these people haven't practiced, how can they go crazy?

Ji Danhuang was a little stunned, and he was scared. If they really go crazy, they will be schizophrenic at best, and they will die if they are serious......! What the hell is going on?

I just went mad and almost finished, and then the people in the formation showed signs of going mad again. Could it be that this formation will change according to one's own situation?