Chapter 15 Getting into Trouble
“Doctor, I feel that I am unforgivable and an incurable rotten person. Because of my selfish desires, I killed my brother, my comrades, and even Myself! How can I regain my previous calm? "
"I think it's better to inform the law enforcement agency first. I can't help you dispose of the bodies if you kill so many people at once. "
"No, I mean they are not real, they are imaginary. Do you know what imagination means? It is to imagine things that do not exist. But although people are imaginary. , but the relationship between us is indeed extremely sincere. In short, why should I kill them?”
“People cannot be resurrected, so please forgive me.”
"Is there really no way to resurrect the dead?"
"Yes, there is, but the price is quite high, and you can't afford it."
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..." ”
Looking at the crying disciples in front of him, Li Zimo from Xinglin Hall was a little puzzled.
Since yesterday, disciples have come over one after another crying, saying that they have unintentionally killed their relatives and friends, and hope that he can prescribe some calming medicine. The stronger the effect, the better. It doesn’t matter even if they lose their memory.
If there is only one person, forget it. It is understandable that the learning pressure is too high and just let the other person practice for a few days.
But twenty-three disciples in a row all had similar symptoms, which is very confusing.
After casually prescribing some medicine to help with sleep, Li Zimo sent the disciple in front of him away, then flipped through the cases he had just compiled and began to summarize the similarities.
"They all said that they killed their comrades, and they all said that the cause was themselves... There have been no fungi in the canteen recently, and if there were fungi, such a similar situation would not happen."
Look carefully After a long time, Li Zimo felt keenly that these disciples were not lying.
But he didn't tell the truth completely.
Similar symptoms indicate that they have had similar experiences, but Wanfa Sect has not experienced any missions recently, and these disciples have no travel records.
Strange.
Looking at these records carefully, Li Zimo felt that the current problem was beyond his ability.
He is just a doctor, so this kind of thing should be left to professionals.
Thinking of this, he picked up the jade plate on one side, locked it with a colleague, and then passed on an idea, allowing the other party to hear his request.
In less than half a cup of tea, his colleague, the mustache appeared here.
Invited the other party to sit down, Li Zimo poured two cups of tea, and then said with a smile: "Wang Jiu, long time no see."
Wang Jiu, the mustache inspector, smiled tiredly : "Indeed, it's been a while. What's the matter?"
After looking at Li Zimo seriously for a while, Wang Jiu nodded and said: "Brother Zimo, I haven't seen you for a long time. The merits and virtues in your body are aura." It’s becoming clearer.”
Wanfa Sect emphasizes the unity of knowledge and action. It is not enough to just study and research. Disciples also need to hone themselves in different positions and demonstrate what they have learned before they can continue their studies.
Among the foundation-building disciples, Li Zimo is also one of the best.
He has superb cultivation and is a rare apricot forest master. Both his cultivation and merit have been perfected. He can achieve the golden elixir at any time and become an immortal master.
Now, there is only one chance left.
He and Wang Jiu were at the same time, but after entering the inner sect, one joined Xinglin Hall and the other entered the Inspection Department. Their trajectories were completely different.
Fortunately, the friendship between the two still exists and they get together from time to time.
Li Zimo didn’t say anything more and handed Wang Jiu the cases he had sorted out.
After receiving the case, Wang Jiu glanced at ten lines. He read through the thick stack of paper at an extremely fast speed, then pinched his beard and his expression gradually became serious.
“It’s definitely not a coincidence that so many people have asked the same question. Zimo, what do you think it is?”
“I kind of suspect that it’s an undercover agent from the Demon Sect, and it’s still A very powerful undercover agent.”
Wang Jiu nodded and agreed with Li Zimo's judgment. "I think so too, but there is still lack of evidence. But I suspect that this one was made by the same person as last time."
"You mean, Master Wang Xian The bamboo slip I got? "
"Yes. The disciples call it a game and play it endlessly. I also tried it, but I really don't see what's interesting about "Sword Master". .”
“But Master Wang likes it very much”
"Master Wang likes all new things, but this game is really too dangerous. I have a feeling that this thing will subvert a lot of things and we can't let it continue to spread."
Drink the tea, Wang Jiu picked up the case and stood up: "Brother Zimo, thank you for telling me this situation. I will treat you to tea in the future. I am going to investigate this matter. There may be new games and conspiracies behind it."
"It's easy, you're welcome."
Watching Wang Jiu leave, Li Zimo poured himself a cup of tea, and then stared into the distance in a daze.
When there was no one around, he was like a puppet with its strings cut off, sitting blankly.
Although the world said he was a genius, if he had never seen a genius, he might not believe it.
A true genius has no so-called bottlenecks and no so-called opportunities.
It is as easy as drinking water for them to break through the realm. Golden elixir is just the starting point for them.
Most of them have already embarked on a new journey, unlike themselves, still wandering on the edge of the golden elixir.
And he also knows the reason why he cannot break through the golden elixir.
His heart is empty.
Since childhood, he has always lived within the expectations of others, playing the role of an excellent disciple.
The elders wanted him to enter the Wanfa Sect, so he did.
The master needed a medical master, so he became one.
People around him thought that he should achieve the golden elixir and become an immortal master. He did continue to accumulate mana, but he just couldn't step into the golden elixir.
Everything about him was arranged, he had almost no thoughts and desires of his own, and nothing could ignite his passion.
When no one is around, he will be in a daze until someone comes in.
How can such a puppet achieve a golden elixir?
Looking into the distance, Li Zimo just watched as the sky gradually turned dark, and the sect's long-bright lamp lit up, giving the place a warm light.
He didn't light the lamp, just looked outside, feeling neither sad nor happy, as silent as an ancient tree.
After an unknown amount of time, he felt that he should take a break.
But at this moment, he discovered that there seemed to be something under the chair.
He stretched out his hand and something under the chair flew into his hand. It was a small bamboo slip.
The bamboo slips must have been accidentally dropped by some outer disciple. The place where they fell was quite remote, so no one had seen it before.
Putting his spiritual thoughts into the bamboo slip, Li Zimo wanted to see if there was any information about the owner inside, and then he discovered that this bamboo slip was not ordinary.
""The Righteous Survivor", what is this?"
"Loading progress, what does this mean?"
Confused, I chose the default loading progress, and then randomly selected another one. Li Zimo was surprised to see a villain rushing straight towards a black crack in the ground and falling into the dark underworld half a quarter of an hour later.
Looking at this strange scene, Li Zimo suddenly felt something.
Am I going to get into trouble?
(End of this chapter)