How should the spirit master in the mental hospital save himself at the beginning?

Wang Heng asked the blood vine to stretch out its tentacles to contact the sea of ​​flowers. The vines in the sea of ​​flowers only swayed gently as the blood vine moved.

At this moment, I don't feel any gloomy atmosphere. There seems to be a hint of joy in the will gathered in the sea of ​​flowers.

It seems to be saying - "I have been waiting for you little brat for so long, and finally the wait is here~"

This long sigh came suddenly, and the departure became even more sudden. The light curtain disappeared in the air, and Wang Heng jumped down with several animals.

The flower vine originally wanted to entangle a few creatures other than Wang Heng, but the blood vine just shook its body, entangled a few flower vines that had crossed the line, and crushed them.

The flower vines no longer dare to go beyond the rules.

Wang Heng's feet were on the ground. The sea of ​​flowers had grown in this place for no less than a hundred years, and the soil under the layers of flowers was extremely soft.

When you step on it, moisture comes up.

Wang Heng frowned slightly, and with every step of his foot, the puddles opened up automatically.

"Ji~ (Ah, I slept so comfortably~)"

Commander Squirrel rolled over and fell off the little wolf.

"grumble!"

It woke up immediately.

"Jiji? (Master Lingshi, what's going on?)"

"You rolled over and fell off on your own, don't rely on me."

Wang Heng glanced at him and walked forward.

The deeper he went into the sea of ​​flowers, the more corpses of various animals he saw, most of which had dried up and turned into dregs.

But there are still some who seem to be new arrivals, the light in their eyes has not completely dissipated, and they look like they have died not long ago.

A leopard is missing a tooth and looks to be in its twilight years.

"Ouch——"

A long wolf howl sounded from behind Wang Heng.

He and Xiaolang turned back instantly.

That is an old wolf that has reached its twilight years.

It also had wounds on its body that were bitten and scratched by other wolves, and the wounds were scabbed. One of its right front legs was probably broken, and it was always lifted when walking.

There was not much brilliance in the eyes, and the eyes looking towards the sea of ​​flowers seemed to be full of yearning.

"Ho~ (I'm back, I'm about to come back~)"

A weak voice came from its mouth, like Wang Heng and other animals that could not see the path of the sea of ​​flowers. It embraced the arms stretched out by the sea of ​​flowers.

"Woo~"

The old wolf groaned in comfort, and the flower vines in the sea of ​​flowers seemed to be carrying the fragrance of flowers. The old wolf gently closed his eyes, letting the vines wrap around him, and just walked forward.

When he couldn't walk anymore, he lay down on his side, his bloody wolf head gently rubbing the flower vines.

Eventually there was no movement.

Wang Heng seemed to feel that something invisible dissipated from the old wolf's body and floated away to the small house in the center of the sea of ​​flowers.

"Damn, it's getting weirder and weirder!"

Wang Heng cursed in a low voice, didn't say much, and walked forward with his head down.

The little wolf and the two squirrels quickly followed.

In the middle of the sea of ​​flowers is a small wooden house. There is not a flower around it, not even grass.

There were no plants to be seen, no animals, no insects, nothing.

The breath of living things is deserted in this small piece of land.

Wang Heng saw the farmland. Something should have been planted in the farmland, but there had been no trace of life for a long time.

A little further away, the river flows very slowly here.

Close to the shore, there are fish carcasses.

In other words, the bank is made of fish carcasses.

The carcass of the fish did not rot, nor did it emit a foul smell, but by the water's edge, one could feel the dryness of life.

Wang Heng walked to the door of the cabin and raised his hand to knock on the door.

"Dong Dong Dong~"

Of course, there was no response.

The predecessor who lived there had been dead for countless years.

"Come in~"

A gust of wind blew, and Wang Heng felt that he was hallucinating.

He lowered his head and asked the animals on the ground.

"Did you hear anything?"

"grumble......"

"grumble......"

"Roar......"

Just for a while, Wang Heng suddenly couldn't understand what they meant.

If you don't understand what Commander Squirrel and Young Master Squirrel say, you can still explain it.

But the little wolf is obviously an existence that has been endowed with his spirit!

A spiritual communication bridge should have been established between the soul-controller and the creature after the soul-endowment. For example, Wang Heng could feel the emotional changes of the mandala from the spirit of the mandala that had only been inflicted for a short period of time.

At this moment, it seemed that an invisible knife suddenly cut off the communication between Wang Heng and the spiritual creature!

Wang Heng was covered in cold sweat, and as soon as he reached back, he was about to escape with Little Wolf, Young Master Squirrel and Commander Squirrel.

But just when he turned around, his body refused to obey him!

"Fuck!"

Wang Heng kept twisting his waist and crouching down.

Then settle in the air.

According to mechanics, it would be impossible for him to stand firmly in this position.

But he just stood firm and couldn't move.

"Since all my friends are here, they are destined to be together. Why don't you come in and sit down?"

There was something strange in the old voice.

Wang Heng's body was forcibly straightened, and his body was resisting the invisible force.

The bones made a "crackling" sound, but the body slowly and powerfully turned around to face the wooden house.

"Who the hell are you!"

The only thing he is free now is his mouth.

"I?"

The old voice had probably not spoken for a long time, but when Wang Heng took the initiative to speak, there was a hint of excitement in his voice.

"It's been a long time since a serious human being has asked me such a question. Let me think about it. Let me think about it..."

"I am the eternal existence of this world, the creator and the manager. I am in charge of everything here, and I am also worried about everything here..."

"Can you sum it up in one sentence? I can't stand the water anymore."

"...Little friend, it's better to come in and talk -"

The sound floated in the air, and Wang Heng's body walked to the door uncontrollably. The wooden door was already in ruins, and it could be seen from the cracks in the door that the inside was in disrepair.

Maybe all it takes is one touch and everything here collapses.

"Squeak~"

Wang Heng stiffly pushed open the broken door, and what he saw in front of him was completely different from what he saw in the crack of the door.

The room inside is obviously Wang Heng's residence in the school district near the school!

"who are you!"

"I?"

This time, the voice of suppressed excitement got better. He deliberately didn't speak and just controlled Wang Heng's body to sit down on Wang Heng's familiar sofa.

The TV in front of me was dark, and on the windowsill were pothos, cactus, and datura that I hadn't seen for a long time.

As if to cater to Wang Heng's preferences, the black screen TV suddenly became illuminated and played the TV show Wang Heng had watched before.

Even the date has been seen before.

However, this also gave Wang Heng some comfort.

In order to show off his cool, the old man recreated the scenes he usually experienced from Wang Heng's spirit.

It's just that he probably has never been exposed to TV, and he doesn't know that TV has a date display...

This is an illusion!