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

Wang Heng's agreement came suddenly, and Qin Feng was a little surprised. His initial thought was that Wang Heng would let him go back first to prevent the Wen family and Li family from further action.

Look at your sincerity. After you have warned both the Wen family and the Li family, Wang Heng may still be coy and make some small gestures. Judging from Wang Heng's despicable operation just now that gave him a myocardial infarction, it is completely It's possible.

"Why did you agree so quickly?"

"Actually, my father has always taught me to be a good person. The way you looked upright today, policeman, has left a deep mark on my heart. I will never forget your heroic appearance in this life!"

"speak English......"

"Well, this is what you said."

Wang Heng paused, as if trying to organize his words.

"When I returned to the hospital today, I suddenly felt like I was home!"

Wang Heng's mood suddenly became excited.

"How can this be? I, a good young man, a promising young man who has never contributed anything to society! How can I have a sense of belonging in a mental hospital!"

"My intuition tells me that I must leave. If I don't leave, I may never be able to leave again. I think that those older sisters and younger sisters who have not seen my heroic appearance will never have a man who will amaze them in their lives." In their lives, I feel guilty..."

"..."

Qin Feng looked at Wang Heng and suddenly asked:

"Did you really just go into the hospital with a diagnosis of auditory hallucinations? Wasn't it a misdiagnosis?"

Wang Heng's admission information was completely transparent in a certain upper-class circle, and it was natural to know that this was a patient suffering from auditory hallucinations due to the pressure of the college entrance examination.

It's just that such a boy with a broken leg really suffered from auditory hallucinations due to the pressure of the college entrance examination. Fangyuan is Wang Heng's uncle. Do they want to hide Wang Heng's more serious and harmful diseases, such as: delusion of victimization? disease? Or a disease that is anti-social and anti-human, that feels the world is meaningless and wants to destroy it?

The more Qin Feng thought about it, the more he became frightened!

Was he being hasty in his recruitment? Can you regret it?

"Hey, hey, uncle policeman, don't you just look down on me?"

"You know I can control plants. Seeing plants so obedient must be like chatting with them. Isn't this normal? When you secretly play with inflatable dolls, don't you just do it? You know, even if it is inflated Baby, you have to maintain the most basic taste!"

"..."

Qin Feng walked towards Wang Heng, his footsteps carrying the wind.

"Hey, hey, why are you like this? What's wrong with using inflatable dolls? Don't look down on people who use dolls. I'm telling you, don't do anything..."

Qin Feng walked up to Wang Heng and said:

"How would you handle this if I didn't come tonight?"

"Huh? You didn't come tonight."

"Yes, answer quickly, I'm in a hurry."

"How about...kill them all?"

"..."

Qin Feng's eyes twitched.

"Since you want to study, I can make some concessions to you. The actions of the Wen family and the Li family can be stopped tomorrow. After you are discharged from the hospital, someone from the Superpower Bureau will contact you."

Qin Feng didn't intend to pay attention to this lunatic anymore. He felt that if he came here tonight, he would drink too much tea and hurt his brain.

"Okay!"

"Can you handle the body yourself?"

Qin Feng finally paid more attention.

"completely fine!"

"My name is Qin Feng, you should remember it."

After Qin Feng finished speaking, he turned around.

"Whoo~"

Qin Feng jumped up and disappeared from Wang Heng's eyes.

"You're so awesome, why didn't you come flying?"

Wang Heng's doubts drifted along the wind to Qin Feng's ears. His body tilted. If he hadn't had good control, he would have fallen down from the tree.

......

The moonlight showed its pretty face again from the clouds. Wang Heng looked around and found an open area where the moon could be seen.

It is now 3:30 in the morning. If he is lucky, Wang Heng can make a puppet to practice his skills first.

"I will choose whoever the little cock clicks..."

Wang Heng's fingers were tapping the bodies of several ordinary intruders. He didn't want to use the body of the rock man for the time being. The rock man's ability was very good and it was suitable to be used as a human shield. It was just in time for the rock man's soul to leave the body. some time.

He named the Wen family member whose neck was slashed by a rock man on the tree. Let's call him Unlucky One for the time being.

Without Wang Heng taking action, the vines dragged Unlucky One to an open space where the moonlight could shine.

No. 1's soul loomed in his head, and gradually seemed to want to come out.

"let's start."

The spiritual power in Wang Heng's body flowed throughout his body along the meridians, and finally concentrated on his hands.

As soon as he pointed, his spiritual power condensed into a beam of milky white light that shone on the forehead of Corpse No. 1.

"呲呲呲~"

Corpse No. 1's forehead seemed to be burning, emitting bursts of green smoke.

Only the skin on the forehead was not damaged at all.

The light penetrated the body and pointed directly at the soul, and the soul that was about to emerge was suppressed back.

The moonlight pouring down from the sky seemed to be attracted by something, and it rushed towards No. 1, making the leaves rustle.

With No. 1 as the center, the wind swept around.

The vines were thoughtfully rolled into an umbrella to shield Wang Heng from the sweeping dust.

For a long time, when Wang Heng felt that he might have failed this time, the body of Unlucky Guy No. 1 suddenly changed.

"Uh uh uh, ah..."

No. 1's jaw was dislocated by the rock man, so he made a strange sound, as if he was comforting himself.

"Click!"

He slowly raised his somewhat stiff hand and twisted it hard on his chin. When the chins met, No. 1 could finally speak seriously.

"Ah, ah me, I'm alive..."

"You haven't been dead for a long time. Why do you speak so rudely?"

Wang Heng's impatient voice sounded behind him.

No. 1 turned his head sharply, and his neck made a clicking sound...

"Damn it, are you so damn fragile? Don't scare me!"

Wang Heng thought that No. 1's neck had been broken by himself, and he was so frightened that he reviewed "Moral Cultivation and Basic Issues in the Practice of Puppetry" in his mind.

After discovering that No. 1 was only caused by not absorbing enough power from the moonlight, he felt relieved and allowed him to continue absorbing the moonlight.

If all future puppets are so stupid and useless, then why not refine a der.

"Do you remember who you are?"

Wang Heng asked.

"I, I am from the Wen family."

The resurrected No. 1 is a little stupid, but Wang Heng doesn't want a stupid puppet. Fortunately, this is just a test subject. Let him die again later...

For some reason, No. 1 felt in his heart that he should obey the instructions of the person in front of him, so he answered.

"You should have your own memories, right?"

"Yes!"

"Then go back as you should and stay at Wen's house. Do the other two teammates know how to explain it?"

"They were tragically killed."

"NONONO,"

Wang Heng waved his hand,

"They were only temporarily captured by me. Maybe tomorrow, maybe the day after tomorrow, I will put them back."