I have Wanjie Red Packet Group

Chapter 59

"Do you know why I hit you every few minutes? I just noticed the weirdness of this room and didn't dare to distract you. In the end, you still got it."

Yang Bing'er sat up clutching her chest, bleeding from the corner of her mouth, her face was very pale.

Zhang Feng's punch just now didn't hold back anything. When it hit her, it broke two of her ribs on the spot!

If it wasn't for her strength, she would probably be killed.

"Is it so powerful..."

Zhang Feng still had lingering fears in his heart. Feeling the bright and sacred meaning in his mind, he made sure that what was in front of him was not an illusion, and hurried over.

"I'm sorry, I'm completely blind, I took the fake for real, and you for a female ghost."

Zhang Feng felt extremely guilty.

I thought that Yang Bing'er was about to die from the injury of absorbing the power in the fairy brick, but it turned out to be false, it was his hallucination.

"Don't touch me, broken ribs."

Yang Binger waved her hand, don't let Zhang Feng move her.

"Well, I'll help you heal."

Zhang Feng grabbed Yang Bing'er's hand and poured spiritual energy into it. This time he obviously noticed the difference.

Just now, when I checked the female ghost's body, there was no life in it, as if she was really about to die.

Now, he could feel a palpable vitality.

Zhang Feng's strength quickly dissipated Yang Binger's pain.

She let out a breath and said, "Tell me about what you saw from your perspective just now."

"I complained that you always sneak up on me, and then said that you want to practice. You agree, and I will give you a jade brick. As a result, you absorbed the power in the jade brick and went crazy, your meridians were broken, and you were about to die..."

He told the process, Yang Binger's eyes changed, and he sighed inwardly.

"This guy wanted to save me, that's why he was so crazy, but why did he cut his wrist in the end, and how did he escape from the illusion?"

"In my eyes, you suddenly ran to the ground and sat cross-legged to practice. I was afraid of interrupting you and hurting you, so I held back. Then you suddenly opened your eyes again, said something to yourself, turned around and hit me .”

Yang Binger's star-like eyes were innocent.

"Originally, I trapped you with a body lock technique and wanted to pull you out of this room, but in the end, you were too strong. You broke free and gave me a punch. You almost killed me on the spot."

She shrugged.

"Besides, you didn't give me jade bricks, and even if you gave them to me, with my prudence, if I can't absorb them, I will definitely not mess around, and it is impossible to break my meridians."

His face changed several times, and finally stopped in a stunned state.

Zhang Feng's jaw was about to drop, his heart was turbulent and he couldn't calm down.

He never expected that he was like sleepwalking, everything he saw was hallucinations, and he almost killed Yang Binger!

"There is such a miraculous thing in this world, how could I be recruited."

Zhang Feng sighed a little.

"It means that this house is really haunted!"

Yang Binger revealed a dignified expression.

"Yes, you didn't see it?"

Zhang Feng was taken aback for a moment.

Yang Binger shook her head.

"No, in my eyes, you are the only one talking nonsense, saying that you don't even have a girlfriend, and you need sex for a while, and you need to rely on it for a while, and don't bother me to save people, it's like a mental illness."

"Cough cough."

Zhang Feng couldn't help but coughed a bit to hide his embarrassment, he was really ashamed just now.

"However, the person you want to save is me, so I won't be angry with you."

The corners of Yang Bing'er's mouth softened, and she didn't blame Zhang Feng.

"But I still hurt you, just like a pig being tricked by ghosts."

Anger grew in Zhang Feng's heart, and he glanced at the ceiling.

"This shows that your will is not firm, unlike me, who has experienced many battles and experienced a lot of tempering, and will not be easily confused by hallucinations."

"The will is not firm...it should be."

Zhang Feng nodded.

"Willpower has something to do with mental strength, but it has nothing to do with cultivation. You are stronger than me, but your willpower is not as good as mine."

Yang Binger nodded.

"So the weirdness of this room is very suitable for tempering your will."

"Um, aren't you afraid that I'll be pulled into the illusion again?"

Zhang Feng was a little speechless, this one is really not afraid.

"You were able to get out of the illusion just now, which means that you still have some tricks. You just use the tricks just now. The ghosts here should have a hard time doing anything to you."

Yang Binger's eyes fell on Zhang Feng's wrist, and she was quite shocked.

With the effort of speaking, the wound of the other party healed.

"The means just now..."

Zhang Feng recalled the power of Meteor Tears, which should just wake him up a bit.

Nuwa's vision map is the key to breaking his illusion!

"Well, I know what to do."

Zhang Feng nodded and glanced at the room.

"The dirty things here, I will destroy them sooner or later."

Yang Binger showed disdain.

"It shouldn't be too powerful a ghost, otherwise, it wouldn't create any illusion to deceive you, but directly kill you by directly attacking or affecting reality."

Zhang Feng was ashamed. If he was just a trash ghost, what would it mean if he got tricked?
His will is also rubbish!
"You don't need to be too ashamed. This kind of thing is aimed at human consciousness. It will make your cognition confused and fall into hallucinations. It is hard to guard against."

Yang Binger explained.

"But you are not affected at all. It came to me, which means that I am a soft persimmon, so it is easier to pinch."

Zhang Feng sighed.

"I have killed people, and there are quite a few of them. I have a murderous aura on my body, and ordinary ghosts can't get close to me."

A cold light appeared in Yang Bing'er's eyes, and an astonishing evil spirit gushed out of her body.

"But I also..."

He shut up suddenly in the middle of speaking.

Yang Binger chuckled

"I've killed people, right? You probably killed them by accident, but when we special forces do missions, we have to fight with others. It's different."

"Understood, no wonder you didn't let me sleep before, did you encounter a similar situation?" Zhang Feng was a little curious.

"There was a mission, when I entered a certain unique environment, I encountered this kind of thing. We were a small team, and half of the people died. The terrible thing is that they all died at the hands of teammates."

Thinking of what happened back then, Yang Binger revealed a look of pain.

Zhang Feng felt a little distressed, he was younger than him, and he had experienced these things.

"Have you been affected?"

"No, although I was a novice at the time, I was wearing an evil talisman and kept awake, but I couldn't stop my teammates from shooting each other. They all regarded each other as enemies, and only some old special forces were not affected."

"Dharma artifact..."

Zhang Feng's eyes moved slightly, thinking about whether to ask a certain boss for some magic weapon to kill the things in this house.

"The most common things that can only be made at the innate level are evil spirits and the like, but they are still very rare."

"understood."

Zhang Feng took out his mobile phone and found Zhu Bajie.

The latter is now the altar envoy of Buddhism, belonging to the level of Bodhisattva, but very sad, belonging to the role that parents don't love and grandma don't love.

To put it simply, this guy is a clerk who is responsible for receiving believers. He doesn't have much oil and water, and he can't even eat enough.

But after all, he is a Bodhisattva, so if he throws something casually, he must have Buddha nature. Why don't such monsters resist at will?
(End of this chapter)