The Woman who Became the “Male” God

Seeing Qiao Yuli's gaze scanning in the medical room, An Xian said, "There are only two of us here."

Joe Uly breathed a sigh of relief and sat up with his arms supported.

"What's going on?" An Xian poured a glass of warm water and handed it to him. This was the normal drinking water she had brought in just now without any supplements.

Joe Uly held the cup with a sad expression.

An Xian sat down by the bed, waited for a while, and then asked: "I heard Fulin said that your mental state has been abnormal recently. What's the matter?"

Joe Uly said quietly: "Half is true, half is false."

"Oh?" An Xian frowned slightly, "Is it because there is a problem with my treatment method, or the exercise method I helped you improve is not perfect?"

"No, it's not your reason." Qiao Yuli quickly denied, "After you handed over the exercises to me, I never got sick again, my body improved day by day, and my mental strength stabilized. It can be said that in the past few months It was the most comfortable period of time for me."

Compared with the first time we met, Qiao Yuli's complexion has improved significantly, his thin cheeks are plump, his ugly scars have basically faded, and his handsome contours are gradually revealed, and his body is no longer as thin as before. Create a healthy sense of fulfillment.

An Xian looked at him quietly, did not interrupt, and waited for the following.

"What I mean by'half truth' means that my memory has indeed faded, not because of you, but because of my father."

Speaking of this, a flash of terror flashed in Qiao Yuli’s eyes, but after meeting An Xian’s peaceful eyes, he recovered his composure and continued: “Just half a month ago, I started having nightmares every night. I didn't care about it at first, but after four or five days in a row, I found that my memory was in a mess. Some things that should have existed were missing, but there was more information that didn't belong to me."

"for example?"

"For example, the life fragments of my mother and I were all blurred overnight." Qiao Yuli said in a deep voice, "Instead, it is the memory fragments of my mother's teenage years. This is simply impossible, because I was still Not born."

An Xian: "..." As if smelling a conspiracy.

"On the seventh night, I tossed and turned, and when I was sleeping on a fake day, I found that someone was devouring my mental energy and trying to invade my brain. I did not resist, and observed the other party's behavior secretly, until the consciousness was blurred, the other party retreated. . The next day, I lost a part of my memory."

"The master of that mental power is your father?"

"Yes." Joe Uly took a deep breath, his expression turned indifferent, "I don't know why he did this, but I know that if he is allowed to continue, my spirit will collapse sooner or later because of memory confusion. So I Simply put the tricks and pretend to be insane, and let Fulin send me to you in advance."

An Xian asked, "How can you be sure that he will send you here instead of asking me to come for treatment?"

Qiao Yuli smiled slightly, and the dim eyes glowed instantly: "Because the leader is so famous, my father also wants to investigate you and draw you in. Now there is just a legitimate reason, and he will naturally not let it go."

An Xian was taken aback.

"In fact, I'm only 70% sure." Joe Uly stared at her gently, and said slowly, "It turns out that the **** of luck still cares for me. Lord Lord, I don't know if I can be included in yours. wing?"

The last sentence is obviously joking. Joe Uly doesn't think Anxian has the ability to contend with his family. He is just seeking a short-term safe haven from a friend.

"You can live with peace of mind." An Xian's unremarkable reply was a heavy promise.

Joe Uly smiled. He didn't know at this time, he had been free since the day he entered the mental hospital.

An Xian left the medical room, recalling what Joe Uly had said just now. Joe Uly may not understand why his father did that, but An Xian can guess two possibilities.

One is to improve oneself by devouring the mental power of others. Untrained mental powers are too sharp, easily damage the brain, and cannot be swallowed. In the age of comprehension, the battle between monks would not directly use mental power, so it was no different from being shirtless. Not only was the form single, but the effect was minimal, and there was the danger of brain damage, unless one party had an overwhelming advantage.

However, the tempered spiritual power is integrated with the spiritual power, pure and magnificent, and can be used to promote the casting of various spells. Therefore, the spirit of the monk is often also the favorite big tonic of the magic cultivator.

Although Qiao Yuli has been practicing for many years, his skill has been abolished many times. Even if his mental power is of high quality, the quantity may not be able to meet Jokson's needs. Moreover, the research institute has discarded most of the experimental products that failed in their cultivation, which also shows from the side that they have not mastered a relatively safe method of devouring the mental power of others. You must know that even if the cultivation fails, some people's spiritual power is tempered and can be used as a reserve of strength. So An Xian thinks this is unlikely.

Then we must consider the second possibility-seizing the house.

Judging from the confusion in Qiao Yuli's memory, Jokson's real purpose may be to create a container that suits him artificially through practice. And the father-son relationship between the two is more consistent in every respect than outsiders without blood. Naturally, ordinary spiritual power cannot complete the seizure, but if Jokson cultivates a certain secret method to condense the spiritual soul body, then seizure becomes possible.

However, there is a certain danger in seizing a home, especially a half-hearted person like Jokson. If it is rashly invaded, it is likely to be bitten by Joe Uly.

Anxian is not sure if anyone in the Gongfa Institute has succeeded in seizing the house. If they are successful, they can rely on this method to continue their lives.

The average life expectancy of humans in this era is about 140 years old. After exercise, the life expectancy can be extended by 10-40 years when the mental strength is stable. One of Qiao Yuli's ancestors lived to be 320 years old, and he should have practiced an incomplete set of exercises to the extreme, which can be regarded as an extraordinary talent. The reason for guessing that the exercise is incomplete is that the reason is very simple. If it is a complete exercise, it is impossible for the Qiao family to pass it down, and Jokson will not be so frantic that he will use his son as a container for robbing the house.

It seems that she needs to get the patient list of Jingming Psychological Medical Institution as soon as possible. Now it is not only to find the truth more than a thousand years ago, but more importantly, not to allow this evil organization to continue to develop.

Anxian doesn't have a great sense of mission. It simply looks at the evil way and wants to kill it openly, so that the brilliance of the right way shines on the earth, the world is filled with the fragrance of love, and everyone has the pill of justice.

On the other side, in Ward B-213, Fulin and Xiao Wu, who squatted on the toilet for an hour, had haggard faces, and Da Wu, who was wearing hospital gowns with a blue nose and swollen face, sat together with solemn expressions.

Xiao Wu said: "Folin Butler, I think we should find another place to live, right?"

Da Wu responded positively: "Yes, it's too dangerous here! I suspect that I won't be able to hold on for two days to become an official resident here."

Fulin was silent, as if an old monk entered into concentration.

Xiao Wu looked at him eagerly, and you persuaded him every word.

However, Fulin's decision was: "Just live here."

When the two heard this, they all showed a desperate expression about to say goodbye to this world.

At this time, there was a knock on the door of the ward, and then only a click was heard. The ward opened automatically from right to left, and appeared in front of the three people, a slender and handsome figure.

"Are some of you still used to it?" An Xian's first sentence evoked a lot of hatred.

The expressions of the three of them were as if they had been smeared by shit.

An Xian stood at the door and did not go in, because the long-fermented smell from Fulin and Xiao Wu filled the entire ward.

"I've heard what happened in the medical room before, and I'm really embarrassed."

Do you dare to be a little sincere when you say "sorry"? What's the trouble with that "no fluctuation and a little bit of wanting to laugh" expression?

The three of Fulin looked at her indifferently.

An Xian continued: "If the three of you are determined to live here, then I need to tell you something to note, so as to avoid unpleasant misunderstandings."

Fulin responded calmly, "Please speak."

"There are 209 mental patients living here. They move in two groups every day. In other words, there are at least one hundred mental patients who are active outside each time, including schizophrenia, mania, transvestite, uniform control, Fantasy disorder, exhibitionism, personality disorder, convulsive epilepsy, etc., cover almost all the weird diseases that can be involved in the human spiritual realm."

The trio of Fulin sounded horrified and gloomy. The other party's tone is obviously very peaceful, why does it give people a feeling of demonstration? !

An Xian continued: "Please remember the points I said next."

"One, don't wear dark, bright or colorful clothing, and don't wear any dazzling accessories."

Da Wu, who was stripped of his clothes, got an arrow in his knee.

"Second, don't eat any food and drinks given to you by strangers, unless you are sure that the other party is a staff member of this hospital."

Fulin and Xiao Wu who were fed a cup of laxative tea: "..."

"Three, don't talk to the mental patient casually, and don't show any provocative gestures and expressions to the patient."

"Four, if you want to visit, please be under the leadership of the staff. If an accident occurs due to your own actions, this hospital will not be responsible. On the contrary, if you violate the regulations and cause patient riots, this hospital has the right to hold them accountable."

In other words, only the patient needs to go to heaven and no passers-by are allowed to enter the ground.

"Five, don't go to public toilets. Public toilets are places where patients exchange information, and there is no privacy at all."

By saying this, you obviously want to lure someone with a different purpose to find out!

"Six, after 10 o'clock in the evening, you are not allowed to leave the ward unless there is a fire in the backyard."

"The above are the basic rules for living in a mental hospital." An Xian concluded.

Fulin three people: "..."

Why does it seem to be about to enter the horror survival mode...

The author has something to say:

Joe Uli: I am finally admitted to a mental hospital, and I am free at last!

Passersby: Neuropathy.