If I am not a Confucian saint, I will set off a revolution

Chapter 112 Schizophrenia

"Genius, genius, what a genius... Jie Jie Jie Jie... a genius..."

The Great Elder of the Soul Palace danced and danced, his expression frantic.

Already hi.

"Master, pay attention to your image." The disciple on the left behind him coughed dryly.

"Master, our demon cultivators have a bad reputation." The disciple on the right also reminded.

The Great Elder of the Soul Hall gradually calmed down, but his eyes were still a little excited: "You two stay here well, I will go to the Demon Department."

With that said, the Great Elder of the Soul Hall was extremely excited, leaning on a crutch with a skull head, pushing away from the crowd and walking towards the distance.

The two disciples on the left and right looked at each other, and there was no fear in their eyes, but eagerness to try.

Demon!

In the ancient times, the way of evil spirits ravaged the world, sucking human blood, devouring babies, etc., in order to create the power of fear, and then practice with the power of fear.

Later, Confucius killed Shaozhengmao, the evil demon, absorbed the evil way, and created the way of the real demon, which is different from the evil spirit.

Only then did the magic way be accepted.

However, this does not mean that the magic way is better.

Compared with other ways, demons are controlled too strictly.

What Mo Dao often does is to scurry around in the streets and alleys, and then absorb the power of fear from others.

This is actually a good thing.

It's like a person is having a nightmare, but that negative emotion is sucked away and the nightmare is no longer there.

Some children will be afraid when they are alone at home, but they will not be afraid when they are sucked away.

Of course, the power of fear sucked in this process is destined to be very little.

Therefore, the way of magic is generally combined with the way of martial arts.

On the battlefield, the power of fear is stronger than usual.

But no matter how you say it, compared to how the demons used to keep villages and cities in fear all day long, the power of fear now is too little!
This also led some demons to go astray, and wanted to take the initiative to set off panic.

However, with the True Demon Division of the Demon Department, basically this kind of situation rarely happens.

At this time, the disciples of the two great elders of the Soul Palace were also quite excited.

"The previous idea..." "... is indeed wrong."

The two people raised their faces that had been hidden under the hoods, looked at each other, and each said a word.

The two of them turned out to be twins!
"Little brother, it is true..."

"...very suitable for being a true devil."

The two nodded again, then looked at Pan Jinlian:
"Hello, ma'am..."

"……Two people."

Seeing how handsome these two were, Pan Jinlian froze for a moment, then blushed and quickly collected the money and gave him the Forbidden Bracelet.

The two put on the banning bracelets and moved around a bit.

The so-called forbidden law bracelet is similar to a bracelet with a weakened version of the effect of keeping silent.

If you wear it, you will not be able to use your own cultivation.

Of course, there is a limit to this effect.

But this is not something that their two second-level disciples can break through.

But this is the capital after all, at the foot of the Holy Emperor.

There was no need for Lin Ke to do such a thing.

After thinking about it, the two of them walked into the room.

The stone door behind him was closed.

Two paintings appeared in front of them, and the paintings were the entrances of two black holes.

"Drawing space..."

"...What do you mean we are one by one?"

They looked at each other, nodded, and then each stepped into one of the paintings.

……

After entering, the person on the left came to a room.

Looking around, there is only one oil lamp in the house, and the vision is slightly dark.

A table, a bed, and a mirror.

He walked over to the table, and there was a small note on the table, which read:

[Task [-]: Look in the mirror, smile at the mirror every quarter of an hour, end after six times, and get the next task after the end.

Reminder: The mission process is quite dangerous, please keep your personal safety safe, and wish you a smooth mission. 】

"What kind of mission is this?" Zuo disciple raised his eyebrows, but didn't say much.

I saw this task when I was outside.

So he picked up the bronze mirror on the table.

The surrounding lights are a little dim, so I can't see clearly.

But you can also roughly see his appearance.

Then he started staring at himself in the mirror without blinking.

A quarter of an hour later, he smiled as requested.

I don't feel anything.

"Where is this horror?" Disciple Zuo didn't know what happened to the feather youth just now, but he just felt a little bored for a quarter of an hour.

But since you want to understand, you can't be arrogant.

So, he continued to look at himself in the mirror.

Very normal and ordinary looking.

It's just that the pores are a little thick, the nose is a little black, the forehead is a little oily, the hair is a little dry and dark yellow...

Because he followed the Great Elder of the Soul Palace to run around, his life was never easy.

I often do not wash my face or hair, and wear a hood to withstand the airtight skin environment...

The left disciple couldn't help but raised his hand to touch his face, and then laughed at himself.

Face or face is not important, what is important is always strength.

Just thinking, the time has come.

So he grinned again.

After laughing, he continued to look at himself.

In the end, it was his own eyes that he looked at.

The eyes are the windows of the soul.

After another quarter of an hour, he continued to look around.

This kind of self-examination process is actually very interesting.

He was bored at first, and wondered where the fear lay.

But the more he looked at himself, the more he could feel the strangeness between himself and himself.

"Is this really me?"

Left disciple couldn't help thinking.

"What am I?
What is "I"?
Thinking of this, disciple Zuo couldn't help feeling a little dazed.

Why do I feel like I'm not like me?Why do I feel like I'm not me?Why must I be me?
Because of this trance, Zuo disciple couldn't remember whether he was smiling or not.

However, at this moment, the lights in the room dimmed.

Disciple Zuo suddenly saw himself in the mirror and smiled.

"Huh?" Disciple Zuo frowned: "Because I was in a trance, did I just smile?"

He couldn't help grinning slightly, and smiled when he saw himself in the mirror.

"I read it wrong..." The left disciple nodded.

Although there is a bracelet of forbidden magic, there is no trace of demonic or demonic energy here at all.

The stuff here is literally dead.

Just as he was thinking, he suddenly remembered what he had seen outside.

It seems to be written on the bulletin board outside that a person's mind may be divided into two parts.

Like twins like him and his brother, some people develop symptoms similar to "schizophrenia".

What was written on the bulletin board at the time was to prevent them from getting too obsessed with the plot.

This also makes sense, because disciple Zuo and the others had encountered that kind of "hysteria" before, and only later found out that it was schizophrenia.

but……

"No, could it be that I also developed that kind of schizophrenia?"

The left disciple couldn't help touching his cheek again.

then……

He saw himself in the mirror and smiled again.

(End of this chapter)