fifth form

Chapter 195 Do You Think So Too?

"Sure enough, it was picked up!"

Lying in the Shiwanda mountain, there is little possibility of being moved to another place after falling asleep, but the real world will not.

Waking up on time, Zhang Xuezhou saw a snow-white wall when he opened his eyes.

This obviously won't be a bus stop.

He rolled up the quilt on his body, jumped off the bed, and quickly put on his two simple school uniforms and trousers.

The room he was in was extremely simple, with only a wooden bed and not even a bedside table.

It wasn't until Zhang Xuezhou stepped out of the bedroom door that he saw the piles of books outside.

"Professor Ren?"

Stepping out, Zhang Xuezhou glanced at many books, and then saw Ren Sheng sitting under a blank scroll.

Ren Sheng has a refined appearance and looks like a nice gentleman.

But seeing Yi Sheng's information in Weiyang Martial Art Museum, it is difficult for Zhang Xuezhou to regard Yi Sheng as a scholar who teaches and educates people.

To be known in the circle as the sixth-sequence powerhouse, the rank of Ren Sheng obviously does not come out of his mouth, but needs to fight and defeat the opponent before he can be recognized.

In the past, Zhang Xuezhou had guessed Ren Sheng's strength to judge the level of cultivation in the world they lived in. Only now did Zhang Xuezhou have a rough and vague idea.

The body has the relevant genes, and the practice of five-star martial arts can be called the introduction of extraordinary human beings.

And mastering a five-star fighting technique, or mastering a four-star fighting technique has the strength of a first-order powerhouse.

Further proficiency in a four-star fighting technique, or mastering a three-star fighting technique is the second-order powerhouse.

Each fighting technique requires different physical conditions, and its uses after completion are also different. It also involves continuous recursive improvement and strengthening, and even involves the control and cooperation of multiple fighting techniques.

The continuous upward movement also resulted in the ranking of each sequence.

In the ranking where the strength of the ninth rank belongs to conjecture, the eighth rank is close to the limit, and the seventh rank can be called the top master, the sixth rank is undoubtedly very strong, belonging to the upper middle, and even the extremely mainstream powerhouse.

"Visual thinking condenses the mind and mind, and the power of the mind can break through all fighting techniques in the world!"

Ren Sheng looked at the blank scroll, and waited until Zhang Xuezhou took a few steps closer before he opened his eyes and turned his head.

"Do you know what spiritual power is?" Ren Sheng asked.

"Psychic power? Is it the kind that makes you have a headache from babbling?" Zhang Xuezhou whispered.

"This article in "Heart Mantra" promotes the growth of mental power." Ren Sheng said: "The stronger the mental power, the stronger the power it exerts, and even with the help of certain fighting techniques, it can directly destroy the source of human brain consciousness! "

Ren Yi didn't care whether Zhang Xuezhou could understand or not, and never mentioned why Zhang Xuezhou was sent to him. He talked eloquently after opening his mouth, and what he said not only related to "Heart Mantra", but also a kind of power he defined.

"Of course, in addition to destruction, this power can also heal the wounds of the human mind." Ren Sheng said: "It can cure most symptoms of mental instability!"

"Cure the symptoms of mental instability?" Zhang Xuezhou slightly exclaimed.

"Not bad!"

Ren Sheng nodded.

Immediately, he reached out and took a letter. On the letter paper was the handwriting that Zhang Xuezhou was very familiar with and hated.

Seeing Ren Anran's words, Zhang Xuezhou couldn't help thinking of the liver pain when charging.

"An Ran wrote to me and mentioned a very interesting thing," Ren Sheng said with a smile.

"She recognizes you?"

Zhang Xuezhou whispered, he felt that his mental illness must be written in the content of this letter, which made Zhang Xuezhou a little uneasy.

He and Ren Sheng met only once, gave each other a bottle of water, and presented the other party's "Heart Mantra" as a gift of cultivation skills in the pulse-running state and the blood-penetrating state. What kind of attitude will you take to treat him in your life.

"She is my daughter, of course she recognizes me," Ren Sheng said with a smile.

"daughter?"

"A very rebellious and self-willed girl." Ren Sheng nodded and said, "It used to be a warm little padded jacket, but now it's a little ice cube to freeze my father!"

"She's really cool!"

Not only was Ren Anran chilled to the core by Ren Anran, but Zhang Xuezhou also received Ren Anran's appropriate fee-based treatment, and his heart felt chilled every time.

Ren Anran even threw her helpless patient to Ren Sheng.

Zhang Xuezhou glanced at it, and when he saw the date signed on the letter paper, Zhang Xuezhou couldn't help feeling a little desperate.

Letters are a form of communication, but it is also a form of communication that is far behind today's society.

Ren Anran signed this letter four months ago.

But looking at the creases on the letter paper, Zhang Xuezhou felt that Ren Sheng should have received this letter not long ago.

"It seems that you get on well with her," Ren Sheng said with a smile.

"I see a doctor at your daughter's place, and I have to pay for it every time." Zhang Xuezhou said angrily, "She seems to be able to estimate how much money I bring, and every time I get stuck, I just use it up, which makes me heartbroken." cold!"

"She likes to go sideways." Ren Sheng said with a smile: "There is no research on good modern psychology, but pseudo-psychology is one of them."

"Pseudo-psychology?"

"Such as palmistry, phrenology, graphology, and divination." Ren Sheng shrugged and said, "Having mastered pseudo-psychology, she is quite good at figuring out the state of the human heart!"

"It would be great if our college had these subjects!"

Zhang Xuezhou's expression was a bit resentful.

He used to think that psychology was to guess other people's mental activities, but after entering the school, Zhang Xuezhou realized that the major he studied was completely irrelevant to his needs.

Until now, Zhang Xuezhou has not learned any ability to guess and judge the mentality of others.

"These pseudo-psychologies can't bring progress to human beings," said Yi Sheng: "Learning this kind of knowledge is just a waste of time and talent!"

"I think so..."

"An Ran said that you have some brain damage?"

Zhang Xuezhou just wanted to publish that pseudo-psychology is a very useful subject, and it may be of some benefit to society.

But he just opened his mouth, and Ren Sheng immediately gave a more kind beginning.

Zhang Xuezhou's head turned rapidly, and after a few seconds, he responded in a low voice.

"They said I was schizophrenic," Zhang Xuezhou admitted frankly.

"Do you think so too?" Ren Sheng asked.

"The doctor's judgment should not be wrong, right?" Zhang Xuezhou doubted.

Since becoming conscious, Zhang Xuezhou is in reality during the day and in a dream at night.

He didn't know how he got used to it in the first place.

But at the beginning of Zhang Xuezhou's ignorance, he thought everyone was like this, so he didn't care much.

Until he mentioned it to Zhang Weimeng and Song Fengying one day, he was sent to the hospital.

Zhang Xuezhou still remembers that it was a very tossing inspection. Zhang Weimeng had a bad temper that day, and Song Fengying also shed tears.

He did a lot of test questions until Zhang Weimeng sealed the thick roll of questions into a bag.

Slowly waiting until he was a little older, Zhang Xuezhou accidentally opened the sealed bag and saw the final result of the test.

Diagnosed symptoms: Mental abnormalities, it is recommended to use drug intervention as soon as possible.

When he was about 12 years old, Zhang Xuezhou began to take some drugs one after another, but the drugs had little effect. At most, Zhang Xuezhou fell asleep during the day, and he would still enter Zhangjiazhuang at night.

In the past, the cause of physical weakness was attributed to mental illness, but that may be the cumulative side effect of the medicines taken.

Zhang Xuezhou remembered that he had been sick occasionally since that year, and his physical development was relatively slow. Even Zhangjiazhuang himself was sluggish, and it was difficult to keep up with the practice of Zhang Changgong and other peers.

When he was 15 years old, Zhang Xuezhou began to stop taking drugs.

Two years later, Zhang Xuezhou was sent to Sunshine Psychologist Clinic to receive treatment from Ren Anran.

He was considered sick for too long, so long that Zhang Xuezhou forgot his original self.

At that time, he thought that everyone in the world was the same as him, living in one world during the day, and entering the dreamland to go to another place at night.

(End of this chapter)