Chapter 222 Deduction
Jilan suddenly thought of something again.
He sat up suddenly.
Whoosh!
Amber-colored horn comb with a hint of floral scent suddenly appeared in his hand.
"Miss Torina..."
He murmured, thinking of the unfathomable girl in a wheelchair. Maybe the other party has a solution.
Jilan closed his five fingers and held the "letter comb" tightly in his palm.
Immediately, I closed my eyes.
An invisible force circulated around him, like a whirlpool, pulling his consciousness away.
Whoosh! !
Gilan’s figure instantly disappeared from the stone throne.
Almost the next second.
When he opened his eyes again, he found that he was already standing in front of the gate of the black castle.
Directly ahead, there are long steps.
On the top platform of the steps, there was a girl wearing a simple dress and black hair. She sat in her wheelchair and looked at him with a smile.
Behind the girl, there was a tall and straight man standing, who seemed to be responsible for pushing her wheelchair.
The man wore a black wide-brimmed hat and a black priest's cloak. But the strange thing is that the hat and cloak worn by this man are constantly emitting wisps of black smoke, as if they are burnt.
“Welcome.”
The girl in the wheelchair smiled lightly.
"We meet again, Mr. Gilan."
Gilan stepped forward, quickly climbed the steps, and came directly in front of the girl in the wheelchair.
He took a deep breath, took off his hat and saluted, and said:
"Miss Tolina."
"It seems that sir has reached level 2." The girl's eyes were blazing, smiled. "But your current condition doesn't seem to be very good?"
"Yes..."
Jilan said solemnly.
He was about to explain his situation and ask for help, but suddenly, thunder suddenly sounded above his head.
Boom...
Jilan looked up in shock.
Lightning flashed over the black castle, and a heavy rain was ready to strike.
Tolina also raised her eyebrows.
It seemed that thunder was also heard.
"Mr. Gillan, a heavy rain is coming."
She sighed.
Gilan was in a daze, seemingly unable to understand why the illusion of heavy rain could still follow him to the Black Castle.
And even Miss Torina can feel it.
"Miss Tolina, what happened to me..."
Gilan was silent for a while and said hoarsely.
“I have obviously climbed to level 2 and become an ‘actor’, but the Kingdom’s brand is still on the verge of collapse, and I am almost out of control.”
"During this period, you seem to have experienced a lot of killings, and you were even affected by the 'Mother's Mark'... Your crazy 'self' quietly absorbed these nutrients and continued to grow. Before you were aware of it, It has already surpassed your 'self'."
Tolina hesitated and whispered this cruel fact.
"At present, the 'actor' essence is no longer enough to help you...and your crazy 'self' can take over your consciousness at any time and replace you."
Hearing this, Ji Lan's heart sank again and she hit the bottom.
At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in his ear:
"Don't waste time here, wake up from your dream quickly. That old dog Ramon may be ready to run away, and Jenna, this damn bitch sent people to intercept you, and you don't know where you are hiding now." They are laughing at you in the corner..."
"Find them and kill them!"
"Stop trying to save those three useless losers. They are just hiding behind you. The parasites in the Kingdom of Mind, the extinguishment of the Cross Sword Bonfire may have been absorbed by them..."
"Don't worry about them, wake up!"
Ji! Lan turned to look.
There is nothing beside him.
"Hello, sir." The wheelchair girl Torina smiled. "Excuse me, who are you?"
"Iros."
The voice appeared again.
Jilan frowned slightly.
"Tolina, you are so beautiful, I like it very much." Beside him, the voice became more and more wild, and the tone implied madness.
“Especially the way you look in a wheelchair now, you are very beautiful. I can’t wait to pick you up and take you out to see the outside world. Oh, by the way, let you see how I put Ramon and Jenna killed it..."
Whoosh! !
Behind the girl in the wheelchair, the priest in black cloak took a step forward and was in front of Ji Lan in an instant.
"Jorah." Torina said calmly.
The priest's hand stopped in front of Gilan's throat.
And Jilan’s pupils shrank sharply.
He was not aware of this man's movements from beginning to end, and he was almost choked by him!
"Miss, he blasphemed you."
An indifferent voice came from under the priest's wide-brimmed hat.
Tolina shook her head.
"Those words were said by Mr. Iros... and have nothing to do with Mr. Gillan."
Boom! !
Over Castle Black, it finally started pouring rain.
But the rising black smoke on the priest's body turned into an umbrella, which he held in his hand and blocked the head of the girl in the wheelchair.
It is raining heavily.
In the rain curtain, the vision is blurred.
Jilan felt that his head was getting more and more painful. He screamed and fell to his knees.
Recalling just now, the voice I heard from my side was exactly the same as his.
In fact, he said it all himself.
He was controlled by his crazy "self" before he knew it, and he had a conversation with Torina on his behalf.
“Ahhhh!!”
Gilan knelt down in the rain and screamed like crazy.
His head is about to explode!
Even the pain tolerance tempered by the "Twelve Thorns" meditation method could not provide him with any help.
That kind of pain comes from deep in the soul.
It seemed as if there was a dark figure, holding a saw blade indifferently, cutting his soul bit by bit, trying to saw it in half.
At this time.
Jilan suddenly felt a warmth.
The cold and biting rain that fell on him seemed to disappear.
The headaches I suffered miraculously subsided and disappeared.
He looked up in shock.
I saw a sickly pale, yet delicate and beautiful face very close at hand. A pair of black eyes reflected Jilan's stunned expression, and the other person's waterfall of black hair even fell on the tip of Jilan's nose, allowing him to smell a hint of the fragrance of night flowers.
Miss Torina was holding his head gently, looking down with a smile, and giving him an encouraging look.
"Mr. Gillan, maybe I can't help you solve your own problems...but I can relieve you a little bit of pain and give you more time to think."
The girl in the wheelchair lowered her head and said softly.
Behind her, the black-cloaked priest said nothing, holding a black smoke umbrella like a sculpture to protect the two of them from the heavy rain.
"Only by facing your own suffering can you risk your life and survive. I believe, sir, that you will be safe and sound."
Torina's clear voice seemed to have a magical power that calmed Gilan's restless heart.
Wow.
Jilan knelt down weakly in the girl's arms, and then lost consciousness.
He actually fell asleep again in this dream.
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Jilan woke up.
He saw the moldy and yellowed ceiling.
Sit up and see that it is your rental house of less than thirty square meters. There were piles of clutter all around and it looked very messy.
Ji Lan lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed, but his body stiffened. He lowered his head in confusion and looked at his two empty trouser legs.
"It turned out to be all a dream..."
He suddenly felt a sense of emptiness and loneliness.
Gilan was silent for a moment, gritted his teeth, stood up, skillfully dragged the wheelchair next to the bed over, and climbed up.
He pushed the wheelchair and found two bottles of pills on the computer desk, with the labels "Chlorpromazine" and "Haloperidol" respectively.
Gillan poured out 22 pills, 18 red pills and 4 white pills. Then drink it with water and drink it all in four portions.
After eating, he collapsed in the wheelchair as if exhausted.
Looking blankly at the night sky outside the window.
"Let's see a psychiatrist tomorrow to prescribe some medicine. I've been having some strange dreams lately... the Bremen Empire, the Mystic, the Path of the Fire Sword?"
Gilan The voice laughed hoarsely.
Tuk Tuk.
At this time, there was a knock on the door.
He was indifferent, still looking out the window.
Tuk Tuk.
The door rang again.
Ji Lan took a deep breath, finally moved, and silently pushed the wheelchair to open the door.
Click.
The door opened.
Outside, stood a girl in a white dress.
She was smiling, with a waterfall of black hair hanging down, and she was looking at Ji Lan tenderly.
"Who are you?" Jilan asked confused.
"I am Lin Na, your neighbor who lives next door."
The girl rolled her eyes at him and sighed again.
"You are really forgetful. Every time I come here to bring you medicine, you have to ask me again."
As she said that, the girl Lin Na handed over a small plastic bag she had on hand.
"Brother Mo, this is your medicine."
"Thank...thank you."
Jilan was a little at a loss. He didn't remember this girl at all, and he didn't know the other person at all. What is said is not true.
He had no choice but to say thank you and take the plastic bag.
"You need to go out and get some fresh air. Staying at home is not good for your health... If it doesn't work, I'll carry you downstairs."
The black-haired girl joked.
Jilan looked at her blankly for a long time, then nodded silently.
After the girl left, he closed the door.
Going back to the computer desk, he opened the plastic bag and found some sleeping pills and painkillers inside.
Jilan frowned slightly. He did not remember that he had bought these medicines.
Suddenly.
He glanced out of the corner of his eye and couldn't help but tremble.
The two bottles of psychotropic pills on the table turned into sleeping pills and painkillers at some point.
Next second.
Many scenes from the past flashed through his mind.
It turned out that Gillan had never seen a psychiatrist. Every time he went out, he just went to the drugstore to buy some sleeping pills and painkillers.
From beginning to end, he was deceiving himself.
"What's the use of pretending to be someone else?"
At this time, a voice suddenly sounded.
Jilan suddenly turned his head and looked.
In the floor-to-ceiling mirror in the corner of the room, a young man sitting in a wheelchair was looking at him with an indifferent expression.
"'Actors' can only play other people's 'self'. You can be anyone, but not yourself."
"You have to learn to play yourself!"
"Aren't you an anchor? You try to show your normal side every day. Isn't this just playing yourself?"
"'I' is crazy, you make him crazy!"
"As long as you act normal enough, no matter how crazy he is, it won't affect you."
"You are you."
"He will always be your shadow."< br>
Jilan’s eyes narrowed.
‘Play myself, play a normal self...’
A colorful rainbow light suddenly appeared in his eyes.
The lottery number "296" kept beating and dropped rapidly to "96".
He suddenly had many incredible ideas and countless inexplicable knowledge.
Close your eyes.
Deep in the consciousness, in the light spot representing the "actor", another light bloomed inexplicably, as if something broke out of the shell.
A new essence was deduced by "Banlan" on the basis of "actor" and born from the mind!
Boom! !
Jilan opened his eyes suddenly.
He stood up from Miss Torina's arms.
I don’t know when the heavy rain stopped.
"Huh?"
The wheelchair girl Torina said in surprise. She looked at the blond young man in front of her and opened her mouth slightly.
"Mr. Gillan? You...you actually embarked on a path that I have never seen before?!"
(End of this chapter)