Wang Dong returned to the real world he was familiar with again.

Unlike last time he appeared in the hospital, he seemed to be in a stranger place this time.

The doctor with concern.

The special policeman with a vigilant look.

"here it is?"

Wang Dong rubbed his eyebrows and asked, because he didn't have a long time to enter the game, so the sense of isolation in consciousness was not strong.

"Don't you know where you are?" the doctor asked.

Wang shook his head.

“This is a prison where special prisoners are held.”

The doctor said, took a mirror from the table, looked at Wang Dong, and said, "Look at the person in the mirror, do you recognize him?"

Wang Dong was curious, but he still looked in the mirror as he said, and found that he was a young man with beautiful faces, not a waiter from another world, not Xu Zhu, nor Zhang Wuji.

"This is me, what's wrong?" Wang Dong laughed.

"Can you be sure that this is what you are?" the doctor said in an emphatic tone.

"Of course, this is me, what's wrong?" Wang Dong felt something unusual.

The doctor breathed a sigh of relief and turned around and nodded to the six special police officers.

"Doctor, can you tell me what's going on? Why am I here?"

"You really want to know?"

"Please let me know the truth."

The doctor stared at Wang Dong with a bright look, looked for a while, and said, "I'll ask you a question before telling you the truth?"

"Excuse me."

"Do you remember what happened today three months ago?"

Wang Dong was stunned. He entered "The Horror River" and experienced hundreds of years of life. The years went by, and even if he read a lot of Buddhist teachings, it would be difficult to smooth out the sense of isolation.

The doctor asked him what happened three months ago, which was actually equivalent to asking him what happened a hundred years ago.

Wang Dong tried to answer: "I only remember that I was sorting out the bookshelf and then falling off the chair. I don't remember what happened behind it."

The doctor laughed meaningfully and said, "Typical selective amnesia."

"Um?"

The doctor sighed softly, leaned forward slightly, and asked, "Wang Dong, do you really remember the murder of six colleagues in the library?"

"Ah?!" Wang Dong jumped up in shock.

Brush! Brush! Brush! Brush! Brush! Brush!

The six machine guns were raised neatly and aimed at Wang Dong.

"Don't worry, he will not hurt anyone again!" the doctor shouted loudly.

But the six special police officers ignored them at all. They all looked nervous, and their eyebrows were full of murderous intentions, obviously as if they were dealing with an extremely terrifying prisoner.

Wang Dong hurriedly reached out and signaled: "Calm down, calm down, I have no malice."

He sat down again while saying that, looking at the doctor, and said, "Please tell me in detail, what's going on?"

"Three months ago, Mr. Xiao Wang, you killed seven colleagues in the library for some reason. Then you fainted and were placed in the hospital by the police. One night, you suddenly woke up and killed the nurse who cared for you and the three policemen who were looking after you, and fled back to your hometown..."

Wang Qing felt cold in her heart and shook her head and said, "This is impossible!"

The doctor said, "You can listen to me first and then watch you surveillance videos after you go back."

Wang Dong fell silent and looked at the doctor.

"After you return to your hometown, you tell people everywhere that you are the celestial star who descends to the earth and wants to clean up the scum and waste people who live in the world for heaven. If your parents think something is wrong, they will take you to see a doctor..."

The doctor paused when he said this.

Wang Dong felt his heartbeat missed a beat, his whole body trembled, and he couldn't say a word with his mouth open.

The doctor continued: "But you insist that you are normal and you are just punishing people on behalf of God. Then the people in your hometown, including your parents, saw your murders on the news, and at that time, the police also found your home."

"This time you showed your physical fitness and skills that are unusual in this arrest. During this period, you also injured at least five special police officers. You shouted:

My superpowers will cool down for three months. After three months, it will not be you surrounding me, but I will be surrounding you."

"You shouted such words, and then used one person to fight against a well-trained police force with a gun and live ammunition, shocking everyone. Fortunately, you fainted again the moment before you escaped, and then you were sent here."

Wang Dong asked as if he was a fantasy, "What do you mean is that I was arrested again and I have been sleeping until now?"

The doctor shook his head, "To be precise, this is your fifth time waking up."

"ha?"

"The first time you woke up and said that you were the Tianshaxing who came down to earth and wanted to kill at least half of the people on the earth."

"The second time you woke up, you said that you were just a prodigal son in the world, who loved freedom, but was bound by a cage. You said that the world is a doll villa, and everyone is just a doll that cannot be controlled."

"Then the third time, you became a Buddhist disciple, with the Dharma name Xuzhu, and you said it very much. It took three days and three nights. We also recorded videos and you can show it to you when you look back."

Wang Dong felt that his body and mind were tightly grasped by a feeling called fear, and there was a chill on his back.

"Later I said I was Zhang Wuji who was deeply hated by blood?" Wang Dong asked tentatively.

The doctor nodded with relief, "It seems you remember it all."

Wang Dong remained silent.

The doctor continued: "In short, after repeated guidance and treatment, your personality began to gradually be unified. Until a week ago, what you said that you wanted to do the most was Linghu Chong, who was a sarcastic samurai, who lived in seclusion, free and unrestrained. Even if he was betrayed, misunderstood, and expelled from the master, he could still live freely, drink, eat meat and make friends, and hook up with the saint of the Demon Cult...

At that time, I actually knew that it was only a matter of time before you could return to normal.”

"Why?" Wang Dong asked.

The doctor paused, as if thinking about the words, and said, "I wrote down your experience of being fired by your graduate supervisor and being betrayed by your first love girlfriend in your medical record.

According to my diagnosis, you have split out at least seven personalities in total. You want to persuade yourself to forgive everything, tolerate everything, and thus digest the pain;

You also hope that you can be more vicious and poison all those who hurt you;

You also hope that you can be simple and ignorant, heartless, and you will not suffer;

You retain the initial innocence and simplicity deep in your heart, but you still want to become heartless. After all, a person without feelings will not be hurt.

Now it seems that after a series of struggles, you finally chose a free and free personality.”

Wang Dong suddenly understood the meaning of Xiake Island.

"Today, my diagnosis and treatment of you will come to an end. Next, you will face legal trial. As for my report, it will only describe your situation truthfully and will not have a fictional word."

After saying that, the doctor stood up, stretched out his hand to Wang Dong, and said, "Good luck!"

Wang Dong shook hands with the doctor and said, "Thank you."

The doctor left.

The six special police officers also slowly left the room, and from beginning to end, they did not put down the guns in their hands.

boom--

A muffled sound.

The heavy door was closed.

Wang Dong seemed to be shocked by the sound, and he was stunned for a moment, his eyes closed and a harmonious and beautiful picture appeared in his mind:

A place with beautiful mountains and rivers, Linghu Chong sat on the ground, playing the piano leisurely.

The piano sound is beautiful, attracting butterflies to linger and birds sing.

Sudden.

Another person appeared in the picture. The man stood behind Linghu Chong, with a ruthless murderous intent on his face. He raised his palm and slapped Linghu Chong's head.

Shipotian!

...

Wang Dong opened his eyes again, with a strange smile on his face.
Chapter completed!