Chapter 119 Traumatic Amnesia
"Xiao Qi's physical condition is not stable. Maybe you should take her back." The goddess of life discovered the clue.
Just looking back at the time in the light curtain, you can find that Tang Xiaoqi suffered from headaches and fainted too frequently.
How can this be done? Tang San knew very well that if he brought Xiao Qi back, the Goddess of Life would definitely find out that there was something wrong with Xiao Qi's soul. Once it was discovered that he had split Xiao Qi's soul, how could he maintain his fatherly persona?
More importantly, without Xiao Qi, who would help him catch the Son of Luck?
It's just that this child is really disobedient. Not only does he not have a good relationship with the son of luck, he also keeps thinking wildly. She is not the good girl he idealized at all.
"If you are worried about affecting her experience, I can also go there personally and do a check-up on her." The goddess of life's eyes were so vicious, she could tell that there was something wrong with Tang Xiaoqi's spirit with just one glance. Tang San couldn't possibly Tang Xiaoqi was not given any life-saving means, which meant that Tang San was most likely to interfere in the lower realm by giving instructions to Tang Xiaoqi.
"No!" As expected, Tang San spoke fiercely, "Goddess of Life, how is your behavior different from interfering with the lower world?" He seemed to have become a god-king who enforces the law impartially, rejecting the goddess of life's treatment of Xiao Qi with a fair and selfless attitude. Special care.
If the Goddess of Life takes Mu Xing back, how can he find a chance to snatch the Golden Dragon King's divine core? This couple will definitely keep an eye on their child.
Listen, isn't this inconsistent? Not long ago, Tang San accused the Goddess of Life and the God of Destruction of not caring enough about his daughter. Now that they took the initiative to care about his daughter, he couldn't wait to label the Goddess of Life as someone who interfered with the lower world.
It’s really all over for you! Ji Dong cursed secretly.
"Then I think you should at least let Xiaoqi's mother know that her child's health is in some bad shape. You said she has the right to know."
"Indeed, but I don't want my wife to worry too much." Tang San turned away and secretly gritted his teeth. How come he hadn't noticed before that this woman was so good at hitting each other's shield with her spear?
"What's more, didn't Xiao Qi's headache symptoms start after coming into contact with that black dragon?" Tang San quickly found the person to blame, "As long as we kill that beast, everything will be fine!" Doing so will not only get rid of Mu Xing's most powerful ally, he only needs to control that ray of consciousness to relieve Xiao Qi's headache, and then he can successfully pin the crime on Di Tian.
"Your status is not nobler than that of the Dragon Clan. I don't want to hear such unfriendly names from you again. And you just said that we cannot interfere with the lower world. In this case, even if Xiao Qi really dies from the Dark Dragon King Under the claws, you can only watch here and can't do anything." The goddess of life smiled meaningfully, which made her smile a little aggressive.
"Watch your words, you are a God King after all, don't act like a rogue. Di Tian is better than you anyway, he was at the peak of the first level of God before he left the God Realm." The God of Destruction sneered, "Guess what? If he hadn’t gone down, the entire God Realm would have seen you being chased and beaten by a god-king level dragon.”
"You!"
"Don't worry, for the sake of my colleagues, I didn't publicize the fact that you were beaten by the Golden Dragon King. Reflect on yourself, why the former Shura God could split the Dragon God in half, but But you were beaten half to death by his body? Sometimes you are looking for your own reasons. After so many years, you have been thinking about your disaster every day. Have you cultivated seriously? "The God of Destruction continued to show his face. Anyway, he had done this kind of thing a lot over the years, breaking Tang San's defenses was easy.
Killer! Ji Dong nodded like crazy in his heart. Isn’t this parallel import just relying on an artifact and a super artifact to be so crazy? If you have a super artifact in your hand, you definitely won’t be able to eat this delicious seafood juice!
Tang San wanted to curse, but the God of Destruction's combat prowess was obvious to all. When he was chased by the Golden Dragon King and fled in embarrassment, the God of Destruction turned the tide and fought evenly with the Golden Dragon King.
Since that battle, Tang San's prestige has been greatly reduced, especially among the law enforcement gods and rangers under his command. Although he explained that he is just better at using the power of the sea god, he can feel that the killing gods I don't buy it. My usual respect for him is just superficial. It's a recipe for death! Shrek's outer hospital, infirmary.
During this time, the therapists have become accustomed to visits from Wang Yan and Wang Dong. The young master of the Haotian Sect refuses to suspend her studies, and they have no power to force her to suspend her studies. However, they still cannot help but worry that if she dies in Shrek Academy, Haotian will The sect will come to the hospital to treat trouble.
Therefore, I could only treat her symbolically and use gentle soul power to soothe her headache symptoms.
With the help of a high-level soul master in the healing department, Wang Dong slowly woke up. The severe pain coming from her brain caused cold sweat to form on her forehead.
Wang Yan helped her wipe the sweat from her forehead. Even though they were enemies from a standpoint, he couldn't help but feel a little pity for the child.
Children will always question in the process of understanding the world, and it would be too cruel to use mental torture as punishment.
"Teacher Wang, should I follow the arrangements of my family and give up those ideas?" Wang Dong's eyes were unfocused, so empty that they seemed to swallow up all the colors around her, and two lines of clear tears slipped silently from her pale cheeks.
"If it makes you less miserable."
"But I'm not willing to give in. Why can't I even think about it?" Wang Dong hammered the bed board hard.
"Is that... a restriction imposed on you by one of your elders?" Wang Yan was testing.
"Probably." Wang Dong sat up listlessly, "I don't remember anything before I was six years old."
"Perhaps this is the crux of the matter. In layman's terms, it is traumatic amnesia. Something unpleasant may have happened to you when you were six years old. Due to the brain's spontaneous protective mechanism, these traumatic memories have been suppressed below the level of consciousness. , making it difficult for you to recall, but this memory is playing a role, affecting your behavior and emotions.”
The blank space of time is often used to cover up the unbearable truth.
"Teacher Wang, do you think I should continue to resist?"
She needs encouragement and validation. Wang Yan was a little confused, but at this moment they were not mortal enemies with swords facing each other, they were just ordinary teachers and students.
"Nothing in this world can be truly forgotten. It only depends on whether you are willing to think of it and whether you dare to think of it." Wang Yan gently placed his palm on Wang Dong's head. "The wind can blow up a piece of white paper, but it cannot Blow away a butterfly, for the power of life lies in disobedience.”
"Even if that voice is hinting at me, is this all for my own good?"
"As your teacher and friend, I only see your pain." Wang Yan looked at Wang Dong seriously. For the first time, the girl noticed that this gentle teacher's eyes were so sharp behind the lenses.
"An elder once told me, how can demons have noble motives? What we have to do is send them to hell."