The breeze tugged at the curtains, bringing bursts of coolness.
Every beat of the second hand on the wall is clearly audible.
After a long time, Dr. Zhang said: "What you want to ask is, if I die in a dream, will I die in reality too, right?"
Jiang Wuji remained silent and did not comment.
Dr. Zhang smiled and continued: "No one can give the correct answer to this question. Each of the two main points has its own explanation."
Jiang Wuji: "What do you mean?"
Dr. Zhang: "The first view is yes. People who hold this view use the relationship between the brain and consciousness as evidence. Consciousness is produced by the brain. If a person completely loses consciousness, it proves that his brain
It has also stopped functioning, or has entered a deep sleep, which you can understand as death or a vegetative state."
"Another view is that it won't. Their basis is based on the theory of quantum mechanics, which believes that human consciousness and the human body itself are independent of each other. Even if the brain stops functioning, consciousness still exists and exists in a quantum form.
It will not disappear. Whether it is death in the dream or departure from reality, it will not interfere with the other party. They even think that the dream is a real world."
After hearing the last sentence, Jiang Wuji's eyes couldn't help but shrink.
'Dream, is it a real world?...'
Dr. Zhang: "Although I cannot give you a 100% correct answer to this question, I personally hope that you will not die in a dream."
"Can you tell me now what kind of dream you had?"
Jiang Wuji nodded and prepared to explain the situation to the doctor.
However, when he opened his mouth to say something, it seemed like something was stuck in his throat and he couldn't speak. He could only make a sound of "Uh-huh".
"What's wrong?" Doctor Zhang quickly poured a glass of water and handed it to Jiang Wuji.
After drinking the water, Jiang Wuji said: "I am speechless..."
Doctor Zhang: "..."
Jiang Wuji: "Eh? How come I can speak again? Doctor Zhang, I dreamed... uh, uh!"
"..."
"What's wrong with me? Why can't I speak when I talk about dreams?" Jiang Wuji's face turned a little pale.
"Don't be nervous. It's just a dream. There's no need to worry about it. Speak slowly." Dr. Zhang said patiently.
Jiang Wuji nodded, and after taking a few deep breaths, he spoke again: "I, I dreamed, I... uh, uh uh!"
"No, I can't say it. I must be controlled again, it must be like this!"
"Controlled? Controlled by whom? Controlled by what?" Dr. Zhang asked.
Jiang Wuji shook his head: "I don't know, maybe, maybe... hmm."
Jiang Wuji wanted to say the word "female corpse", but couldn't.
This feeling as if someone was strangling his neck made his face turn red quickly.
As the feeling of suffocation became stronger and stronger, bloodshot streaks began to spread in the whites of his eyes, and his vision gradually became distorted.
"Jiang Wuji! Jiang Wuji!!!"
Doctor Zhang quickly pressed the call button on the bedside.
Immediately afterwards, chaotic footsteps sounded, and in a daze, I seemed to see my aunt, and seemed to hear her heart-rending screams...
As the surrounding scenery changes, it seems that you have entered a strange and bizarre world.
When his eyes became clear again, what he saw was the yellowing curtain.
Through the curtain, you can see a person sitting at the table. He is very thin and has a slight hunchback.
Then my stomach started to churn without warning.
"vomit!"
Jiang Wuji turned over and crawled beside the bed, vomiting non-stop.
Black liquid, mixed with various indescribable debris, splashed all over the floor.
"Disciple, you finally woke up."
The village chief walked over quickly, his face full of worry.
I'm back again, I'm back again...
Is this a dream?!
What's wrong with me!!!
"Disciple? Disciple?..." the village chief called softly.
After a long while, Jiang Wuji looked at the village chief and asked weakly: "What's wrong with me?"
"You...hey!"
The village chief helped Jiang Wuji up, with a melancholy look on his face, "Last night when you breathed out, you activated the Qi flow. Although your talent is excellent, you should not rush into anything. It was still a bit reluctant to gather the Qi sea for the first time when you breathed out.
"
Gather the Qi Sea? When will I condense the Qi Sea? Jiang Wuji was a little confused.
At this time, the village chief took out a few dark pills and said, "Eat these, they will be good for you."
Although the appearance of the elixir was disgusting, Jiang Wuji still swallowed it.
As the elixir enters the body, waves of coldness begin to develop inside the body.
Jiang Wuji could clearly feel that this cold current was constantly washing through his internal organs and limbs, and finally merged into his Dantian.
After a while, the previous feeling of weakness completely disappeared.
Apart from feeling a little cold now, I can be said to be full of energy in other aspects.
"How?" asked the village chief.
Jiang Wuji got down from the bed, bowed and said, "Thank you, Master, for giving me the medicine. I'm much better."
Sensing Jiang Wuji's change, the village chief nodded repeatedly and sighed: "Your physique is better than I thought, not bad, not bad."
"Master, last night..." Jiang Wuji thought that before he fell into coma, he saw the coffin and the sedan chair, and heard the village chief's scream.
Village chief, have you met that female corpse with small feet?
The village chief sighed deeply and waited for a while before speaking.
"I originally thought you were infected with a fever, but I didn't expect, I didn't expect..."
Jiang Wuji: "What didn't you expect?"
The village chief took a deep look at Jiang Wuji and said, "He is haunted by evil spirits!"
Jiang Wuji: "!!!"
Although he had thought of this, Jiang Wuji, who had accepted the nine-year obligation, did not believe that there would be such a thing as evil spirits, but now the facts have proved that it is true!
It must be the little-footed female corpse in the coffin!
Seeing Jiang Wuji's appearance, the village chief comforted him: "Disciple, don't panic, I will find a way to deal with the evil spirits in you."
"Am I going to die?" Jiang Wuji asked subconsciously.
According to Dr. Zhang, if you die in a dream, you may die in reality or become a vegetative state...
So no matter whether this is a dream or not, I can't die!
The village chief rubbed the wrinkles between his brows and said, "The evil spirit is attached to you and slowly eats away the essence. You will not die until the essence is sucked dry."
"Besides, you have learned how to exhale and inhale, activating the Qi current to accumulate essence and nourish Qi. If you go in and out, your life will not be in danger in a short period of time. I will prepare for the exorcism immediately for the master. Don't worry, it will be fine."
So that's it... I thought that thing was controlling me forcibly to protect me, but in the end it was slowly sucking my essence! Jiang Wuji thought so centrally that he was breaking out in a cold sweat before he knew it.
"You go back for the time being. Don't worry. It's just a ghost. Leave everything to my master." Cun stretched out his withered hand and patted Jiang Wuji's shoulder.
Jiang Wuji bowed and said, "Thank you so much, Master."
"Go ahead and pray in the ancestral hall today at midnight. Don't forget it."
"yes."
Jiang Wuji retreated to the courtyard.
It was obviously morning, but the sky was still dull.
Dark clouds were layered one on top of another, completely blocking the sun.
Just when Jiang Wuji was about to leave.
"Bang!" The courtyard door was suddenly knocked open!
Gong Shan looked horrified and rushed into the yard on his feet.
