“…so cruel…”
The woman pursed her lips.
"Children are afraid, isn't it good to spend more time with their children?"
"With someone else here, the child won't have hallucinations, right?"
"Why should I lock my child up alone..."
Isn’t this aggravate the child’s condition?
Isn’t it easier for a person to think randomly?
...
yes.
The monk looked at the woman.
What a simple truth...
Don't see it with your own eyes.
A conclusion that an irrelevant stranger can draw when he hears it.
Miss Six did not get it.
...
"You guys are very good."
The monk smiled.
He looked at the young scholar, "You have a good brother and sister-in-law."
...
The young scholar's lips squirmed slightly.
He nodded.
"……Um."
"I know."
...
"If you know, tell your brother more about your situation."
The monk smiled.
"Don't hide it."
...
"I told my brother..."
The young scholar muttered.
He told his brother and sister-in-law everything about the black monster.
...
The woodcutter and the woman nodded.
Um.
My brother told them all.
...
The monk smiled.
"I don't know if I can help the donor..."
"If the two donors are willing, can they answer some questions from me?"
...
Why?
The woodcutter and the woman looked at each other.
"us?"
What the monk wants to ask about?
They thought that the monk was asking about the young scholar.
...
The young scholar was also a little surprised.
He also thought that the monk was asking him.
He almost said two good words just now.
...
The young scholar swallowed back the two words he wanted to say.
...
"Um."
The monk nodded.
"I want to know..."
"Before the donor claims to see the black monster..."
"Have you noticed his abnormality?"
...
The woodcutter and the woman looked at each other.
Some don't know how to answer.
They said everything they should say just now.
女子还有上门的亲戚发现了一个人自言自语的年轻书生,心生怀疑……
...
"Apart from that, is there nothing abnormal?"
The monk asked.
Only talking to yourself?
...
The woodcutter and the woman looked at each other again.
Then he shook his head.
No.
"Brother is actually very normal."
All words and deeds are normal.
There is nothing wrong with it.
You should know that people with brain problems actually feel uncomfortable.
Awkward.
Or, it's a bit weird.
“就是在涉及黑色的怪兽的时候会表现异常.”
"He really thinks that the black monster exists."
...
The young scholar opened his mouth.
What does he want to say...
Finally, he pursed his lips.
No sound was made.
...
"Brother is very good."
The woman whispered, "He was just too stressed about studying..."
"So I want a guarantee..."
So I imagined auspiciousness to guarantee myself.
pity.
Fantasy is fantasy.
It cannot become a reality.
How can auspiciousness in fantasy guarantee what happens in reality?
In this way...
It will be fine if everyone fantasizes about it in the future.
Fantasy has endless money to use... Fantasy has reached its peak...
Fantasy to be promoted to the title...
...
"What do you think?"
The monk looked at the young scholar, "You, your brother and sister-in-law are very honest."
"You all told each other what they were thinking."
"What are you going to do?"
Stick to your own opinions?
Or change your mind?
...
The young scholar unconsciously pinched his hands.
he……
have no idea.
Of course he was willing to believe what his brother and sister-in-law said...
But how do you explain what he saw with his own eyes?
...
The young scholar was so entangled that his head was about to explode.
He reached out and knocked his head hard a few times.
...
"younger brother!"
The woman shouted immediately.
The woodcutter strode over and grabbed the young scholar's arm.
"What are you doing!?"
The woodcutter's brow frowned fiercely.
...
The young scholar was stunned.
He shook his head blankly, "I didn't do anything."
...
“What haven’t been done yet?”
The woodcutter rolled his eyes, "What are you doing to hit yourself?"
"What are you doing?"
"Want to be beaten?"
"Brother, help you."
After saying that, he raised his hand and wanted to hit the young scholar.
...
The young scholar subconsciously raised his hand to block his head.
"No."
The young scholar shouted immediately.
He has nothing to do with it.
Why do you like to be beaten?
.....
"Then why are you hitting yourself in the head?"
The woodcutter was confused.
...
"ah?"
The young scholar was stunned.
"Have I hit myself in the head?"
He reached out and touched his head.
Is there any?
...
woodcutter:……
Have you forgotten what happened in the last second?
...
"have."
The woman nodded.
"You just hit yourself in the head."
"It's still a few more times."
"Don't it hurt?"
...
Um...
The young scholar tilted his head slightly.
like……
It was a bit painful.
He nodded.
"It's a bit painful."
...
The woodcutter shook his head.
"Please concentrate."
"You didn't find it..."
"Are you getting distracted more and more easily?"
This is not a good phenomenon...
Especially when contacting the young scholar, I also saw hallucinations...
...
"ah!"
The young scholar exclaimed.
He remembered why he slapped himself in the head just now...
“I’m thinking about how to answer the Master’s question?”
...
The woodcutter and the woman were stunned.
How to answer the master's question?
What's the problem?
...
"Did you think it out?"
The monk smiled.
...
At this time, the only one who knew the most was obviously the monk.
...
The woodcutter also reached out and slapped himself in the head.
Then his face froze.
He was so embarrassed to say that his brother...
He also did it on himself...
He didn't remember what the monk asked his younger brother just now...
He should have heard it.
...
The woman was also a little confused.
Her focus was on her younger brother.
What did the master say...
She seems to remember...
It was a little blurred after thinking about it carefully.
She couldn't tell which sentence the master said just now...
...
The young scholar rubbed his eyebrows hard with his fingers.
"……No."
The young scholar is very candid.
"I have no idea……"
"I'm very confused..."
"I want to believe in my brother, sister-in-law..."
If anything else, he would choose to trust his brother and sister-in-law.
But……
"I can't convince myself not to believe in myself..."
Don't believe in your eyes...
The young scholar reached out to caress the corner of his eyes.
How can people not believe in themselves?
That……
How should he live in this world?
...
"master."
The young scholars are also very conflicted.
"I really..."
The young scholar took a deep breath.
Chapter completed!