When someone with depression enters the horror game

[There is Jia fruit, which is actually like a peach, and its leaves are like jujubes, yellow and red, and it is easy to eat]

The Painted Skin Ghost didn't look directly at Mrs. Land, and said softly, "It's better than you, a slut who needs to soak a pig cage to light a sky lantern, and Ling Chi sinks a pond to roast on a fire."

Mrs. Land tore off the human skin on her hands, and Shen Lian felt that the Danko paint on her nails looked great.

"My skin!"

"Put on the skin of another girl and say it's yours, don't you know how to be ashamed."

"You cut off another girl's hussy in another girl's territory, do you know how shameful you are?"

Mrs. Land smashed down the palace lantern in her hand: "When my mother's land temple was full of incense, your great-grandmother didn't know where she was standing in front of the mirror with decals on the yellow ground!"

The lamp went out as soon as it was smashed down, and Shen Lian could only vaguely see a pair of jagged teeth on the bleeding head of the beauty.

For a while, the wind was blowing, the ghosts were full of shadows, and the moon outside the temple was hairy.

The ghost started screaming.

However, a hand pushed Shen Lian to stagger.

"Don't let the ghosts sleep! This land temple belongs to me now! If you want to fight, get out of here!"

scarecrow!

"Why is it yours!" Two eerie female voices sounded at the same time.

Shen Lian hid under the incense table, listening to the ping-pong-pong sound around, thinking that it is not easy to be a ghost these days.

"boom!"

The beams of the Earth Temple were broken from it.

The dust billowed everywhere, causing Shen Lian to cough.

"Boom!"

A thunder fell, and the Earth Temple completely collapsed.

The savage ghosts are not afraid of thunder, and tear their eyes from the land temple all the way west to the mass grave, causing all the ghosts to cry, and the rain to tweet.

Shen Lian crawled out from the ruins of the Earth Temple, checked her medicine basket, looked back at the still strong incense table, and lamented that she couldn't die like this.

The torrential rain fell clangingly.

Shen Lian wiped her face.

He looked up at the sky.

There are risks in watching a movie, and you need to be cautious when eating melons.

If you don't believe me, look up, who the heavens have forgiven.

The only land temple that can be used as a shelter has been sacrificed heroically, and now it can only go on the road in the rain.

Fortunately, the medicine taken today is fine.

By the time Shen Lian returned home covered in mud, it was already dawn.

Holding dry wood, he lit a fire in the stove, and pulled the old bellows, which was out of breath.

Boil a pot of hot water and the sun will come out.

After taking a hot bath and raining all night, my body gradually regained consciousness.

After changing his clothes, he boiled another bowl of ginger soup, pinched his nose and poured it down.

Then he looked curiously at the two plants in the medicine basket.

All are flowers, leaves, and fruits.

One of them is shaped like a sunflower, with red flowers and yellow fruits, like a baby's tongue.

It is said that eating can make people not confused.

Another plant has jujube-like leaves, red calyx and yellow flowers, and peach-like fruit.

It is said that eating can make people not sad.

The next dungeon can actually encounter these.

The "Three Hums" (Note) that I read for Brother Xun when I was a child has come in handy here.

He stuffed half of the medicine into his mouth, swallowed it, and carefully put away the rest, which should be able to be carried to the next world.

Then he moved a small bench and sat on it to wait for the medicine to take effect.

One stick of incense passed away, and two sticks of incense passed away.

One hour passed, two hours passed.

Nothing happened.

Shen Lian still wasn't happy.

Can the "Shan Hai Jing" not save the imbalance of serotonin?Shen Lian was not happy.

"Try Deanxit today," he thought, "it won't kill you anyway."

Then he stood up abruptly, grabbed the medicine box and rushed out.

I almost forgot, I have to see a doctor today.

The author has something to say:

Shen Lianbao: After eating the melon, the cold rain slapped my face indiscriminately.

〔〕：――From "Shan Hai Jing", Xi Shan Jing (if I remember correctly)

Note: In order to prevent the readers who read the article from being too young, let me explain this stalk—the stalk of "Three Humming Classics" comes from Mr. Lu Xun's "Crossing Blossoms in the Evening" (actually, I like the name "Revisiting the Past") —— "A Chang and the Classic of Mountains and Seas"