From Prisoner to Si Chen

Ji Lan suddenly thought of something again.

He sat up suddenly.

Uh-huh!

An amber-colored horn comb with a hint of floral scent suddenly appeared in his hand.

"Miss Torina..."

He murmured, thinking of the unfathomable girl in a wheelchair. Maybe the other party has a solution.

Ji Lan folded his fingers together and held the "letter comb" tightly in his palm.

Immediately, he closed his eyes.

An invisible force circulated around him, like a whirlpool, pulling his consciousness away.

Whoosh! !

Jilan's figure disappeared on the stone throne in an instant.

Almost the next second.

When he opened his eyes again, he found that he was already standing in front of the gate of the black castle.

Directly ahead is a long staircase.

On the top platform of the steps, there was a girl wearing a simple dress and black hair. She sat in her wheelchair and looked at him with a smile.

Behind the girl, there was a tall and straight man standing, who seemed to be responsible for pushing her wheelchair.

The man wore a black wide-brimmed hat and a black priest's cloak. But the strange thing is that the hat and cloak worn by this man are constantly emitting wisps of black smoke, as if they are burnt.

"welcome."

The girl in the wheelchair smiled slightly.

"We meet again, Mr. Gillan."

Ji Lan stepped forward, quickly climbed up the steps, and came directly in front of the girl in the wheelchair.

He took a deep breath, took off his hat and saluted, saying:

"Miss Torina."

"It seems that sir has already reached level 2." The girl smiled with bright eyes. "But your current condition doesn't seem to be very good?"

"Yes……"

Jilan said solemnly.

He was about to explain his situation and ask for help, but suddenly, thunder suddenly sounded above his head.

Boom...

Ji Lan looked up in shock.

Lightning flashed over the black castle, and a heavy rain was ready to strike.

And Torina also raised her eyebrows.

It seemed that thunder was also heard.

"Mr. Gillan, a heavy rain is coming."

She sighed.

Gilan was in a daze, seemingly unable to understand why the illusion of heavy rain could still follow him to the Black Castle.

Moreover, even Miss Torina can feel it.

"Miss Torina, what happened to me..."

Ji Lan was silent for a while and said hoarsely.

"I have obviously climbed to level 2 and become an 'actor', but the Kingdom's brand is still on the verge of collapse, and I am almost out of control."

"During this period, you seem to have experienced a lot of killings, and you were even affected by the 'Mother's Mark'... Your crazy 'self' quietly absorbed these nutrients and continued to grow. Before you were aware of it, It has already surpassed your 'self'."

Torina hesitated for a moment, then whispered the cruel fact.

"Currently, the 'actor' essence is no longer enough to help you...and your crazy 'self' can take over your consciousness at any time and replace you."

Hearing this, Ji Lan's heart sank again and she hit rock bottom.

At this time, a voice suddenly sounded in his ears:

"Don't waste time here, wake up from your dream quickly. That old dog Ramon may be ready to run away, and Jenna, this damn bitch sent people to intercept you, and you don't know where you are hiding now." I’m laughing at you in the corner…”

"Find them and kill them!"

"Stop thinking about rescuing those three useless losers. They are just parasites hiding in your spiritual kingdom. The extinguishing of the Cross Sword bonfire may be because they have absorbed energy..."

"Don't worry about them, wake up! Wake up!!"

Gillan turned to look.

There is nothing beside him.

"Hello, sir." Torina, the girl in the wheelchair, said with a smile. "Excuse me, who are you?"

"Iros."

The voice came again.

Ji Lan frowned slightly.

"Tolina, you are so beautiful, I like you very much."

Beside him, the voice became more and more wild, and his tone implied madness.

"Especially the way you look in the wheelchair now, you are very beautiful. I can't wait to pick you up and take you out to see the outside world. Oh, by the way, let you see how I killed Ramon and Jenna... …”

Uh-huh! !

Behind the girl in the wheelchair, the black-cloaked priest took a step forward and was in front of Gilan in an instant.

"Jorah." Torina said calmly.

The priest's hand stopped in front of Gillan's throat.

And Jilan's pupils shrank sharply.

He didn't notice this person's movements from beginning to end, and he was almost choked by the other person!

"Miss, he blasphemed you."

An indifferent voice came from under the priest's wide-brimmed hat.

Torina shook her head.

"Those words were said by Mr. Iros... and have nothing to do with Mr. Guillen."

Boom! !

It finally started pouring rain over Castle Black.

But the rising black smoke on the priest's body turned into an umbrella, which he held in his hand and blocked the head of the girl in the wheelchair.

It rained heavily.

In the rain curtain, the vision is blurred.

Ji Lan only felt that his head was getting more and more painful. He screamed and fell to his knees.

Recalling just now, the voice I heard from my side was exactly the same as his.

In fact, he said it all himself.

Before he knew it, he was controlled by his crazy "self", and he had a conversation with Torina on his behalf.

"Ahhhh!!"

Jilan knelt in the rain and screamed like crazy.

His head was about to explode with pain!

Even the pain tolerance tempered by the "Twelve Thorns" meditation method could not provide him with any help.

That kind of pain comes from deep in the soul.

It was as if there was a dark figure, holding a saw blade indifferently, cutting his soul bit by bit, trying to saw it in half.

At this time.

Ji Lan suddenly felt a warmth.

The cold and biting rain that fell on him seemed to disappear.

The headache he suffered miraculously subsided and disappeared.

He looked up in shock.

I saw a sickly pale, yet delicate and beautiful face close at hand.

A pair of black eyes reflected Jilan's stunned expression, and the other person's waterfall of black hair even fell on the tip of Jilan's nose, allowing him to smell a hint of the fragrance of night flowers.

Miss Torina was holding his head gently, looking down with a smile, and giving him an encouraging look.

"Mr. Gillan, maybe I can't help you solve your own problems...but I can relieve you a little bit of pain and give you more time to think."

The girl in the wheelchair lowered her head and said softly.

Behind her, the black-cloaked priest said nothing, holding a black smoke umbrella like a sculpture to protect the two of them from the heavy rain.

"Only when you face your own suffering can you risk your life and survive. I believe, sir, that you will be fine."

Torina's clear voice seemed to have a magical power that calmed Gilan's restless heart.

Wow.

Gilan knelt down weakly in the girl's arms, and then lost consciousness.

He actually fell asleep again in this dream.

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Gillan wakes up.

He saw the moldy, yellowed ceiling.

Sitting up, it was my own rental house of less than thirty square meters. There were piles of clutter all around and it looked very messy.

Ji Lan lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed, but his body froze. He lowered his head in confusion and looked at his two empty trouser legs.

"It turns out it was all a dream..."

He suddenly felt empty and lonely.

Ji Lan was silent for a moment, gritted his teeth, stood up, expertly dragged the wheelchair next to the bed, and climbed up.

He pushed the wheelchair and found two bottles of pills on the computer desk, with the labels "Chlorpromazine" and "Haloperidol" respectively.

Gillan poured out 22 pills, 18 red pills and 4 white pills. Then drink it with water and drink it all in four portions.

After eating, he collapsed in the wheelchair as if exhausted.

He stared blankly at the night sky outside the window.

"Let's see a psychiatrist tomorrow to prescribe some medicine. I've been having some strange dreams lately...the Bremen Empire, the Mystic, the Path of the Fire Sword?"

Gillan laughed hoarsely.

Tuk Tuk.

At this time, there was a knock on the door.

He remained indifferent and continued to stare out the window.

Tuk Tuk.

The door rang again.

Ji Lan took a deep breath, finally moved, and silently pushed the wheelchair to open the door.

Click.

The door opened.

Outside, stood a girl in a white dress.

She was smiling, with a waterfall of black hair hanging down, and she was looking at Gilan tenderly.

"Who are you?" Jilan asked confused.

"I am Lin Na, your neighbor who lives next door."

The girl rolled her eyes at him and sighed again.

"You are really forgetful. Every time I come here to bring you medicine, you have to ask me again."

With that said, the girl Lin Na handed over a small plastic bag she had on hand.

"Brother Mo, this is your medicine."

"Thank you...thank you."

Ji Lan was a little at a loss. He didn't remember this girl at all, and he didn't know whether what the other party said was true.

He had no choice but to thank him and take the plastic bag.

"You need to go out and get some fresh air. Staying at home is not good for your health... If it doesn't work, I'll carry you downstairs."

The black-haired girl joked.

Ji Lan stared at her blankly for a long time, then nodded silently.

After the girl left, he closed the door.

Returning to the computer desk, he opened the plastic bag and found some sleeping pills and painkillers inside.

Ji Lan frowned slightly. He didn't remember buying these medicines.

Suddenly.

He glanced out of the corner of his eye and couldn't help but tremble.

The two bottles of psychotropic pills on the table turned into sleeping pills and painkillers at some point.

The next second.

Many past scenes flashed through his mind.

It turned out that Gillan had never seen a psychiatrist. Every time he went out, he just went to the drugstore to buy some sleeping pills and painkillers.

From beginning to end, he was deceiving himself.

"What's the use of pretending to be someone else?"

At this time, a voice suddenly sounded.

Ji Lan suddenly turned his head and looked.

In the floor-to-ceiling mirror in the corner of the room, a young man sitting in a wheelchair was looking at him with an indifferent expression.

"'Actors' can only play other people's 'self'. You can be anyone, but not yourself."

"You have to learn to play yourself!"

"Aren't you an anchor? You try to show your normal side every day. Isn't this just playing yourself?"

"'I' is crazy, you make him crazy!"

"As long as you act normal enough, no matter how crazy he is, it won't affect you."

"you are you."

"He will always be your shadow."

Ji Lan's eyes narrowed.

'Play myself, play a normal self...'

A colorful rainbow light suddenly appeared in his eyes.

The color number "296" kept beating and dropped rapidly to "96".

He suddenly had many incredible ideas and countless inexplicable knowledge.

Close your eyes.

Deep in the consciousness, in the light spot representing the "actor", another light bloomed inexplicably, as if something broke out of the shell.

A new essence was deduced by "Banlan" on the basis of "actor" and born from the mind!

boom! !

Gillan's eyes suddenly opened.

He stood up from Miss Torina's arms.

I don't know when the heavy rain stopped.

"Huh?"

The wheelchair girl Torina was surprised. She looked at the blond young man in front of her and opened her mouth slightly.

"Mr. Gillan? You...you actually embarked on a path that I have never seen before?!"