Marvel: I have a serious mental illness

In a dark mental space.

The clown was wearing a purple suit. He suddenly covered his nose, cried loudly, and said with great sadness: "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...This is really a beautiful fireworks show! Arthur, my child, my father is

You feel proud..."

Hearing this, Xiao Zizai pushed up his glasses, with scarlet eyes, clasped his hands together, and murmured: "Namo Amitabha..."

Then he smiled and said slowly: "Mr. Clown, this grand performance has really benefited me a lot. It is really a performance full of great kindness, compassion, benevolence and love."

"I feel that my Dharma has also been improved, and I have further confirmed the path I want to take. From today on, I will study the "Ksitigarbha's Original Vow Sutra" carefully. Unless the hell is empty, I will never become a Buddha..."

"The white dove in hell, Arthur, the white dove that flew out of Hell's Kitchen, will definitely have a great impact on the world in the future."

"Well, what Arthur said is right. People who shine like Zhou Ran should really shine their own light into Hell's Kitchen. In the future, I will become the light of mercy and shine into Hell's Kitchen.

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"Compassion shines on the world, Namo Amitabha..."

After hearing this, Hannibal shook his head. He stood up, walked slowly to the clown's side, imitated Arthur's example, and began to dance the crazy dance around the clown.

While dancing wildly, he shook his head and sang the sacred hymn loudly: "Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah..."

But Hannibal's eyes were not full of admiration, but full of teasing and ridicule.

After a dance, Hannibal carefully placed his hand on the Joker's shoulder. He grinned, showing sharp teeth, smiled, and said slowly: "Dear Joker, we are all here to ourselves.

Man, please stop pretending to cry, when you haven’t even shed a single tear?”

"Joker is not a sad story? Am I right..."

After hearing this, the clown looked at Hannibal. He symbolically wiped the fake tears that did not flow out with his hand, sighed and said, "Well, Mr. Hannibal, do you know?

I hate smart people like you, you are really good at ruining the atmosphere, and such a sad atmosphere was interrupted by you..."

"Mr. Hannibal, you really made me feel a little embarrassed...well, and using the knowledge of psychology on your own brother is not a good thing..."

Hannibal blinked, looked at the clown with a smile, and said: "Joker, do you know? From the beginning to the end, I feel that you are my most special brother, because you are the most special brother in this darkness.

The one who was born first, what you do must be meaningful."

"So, my eyes will always be on you involuntarily... I can't help but observe you all the time..."

"Joker, can you tell me why you did this?"

After saying that, Hannibal looked at the clown with a smile.

Xiao Zizai also turned his head to look at the clown. A red light flashed in his eyes. In fact, he was quite curious. It sounded interesting...

Seeing this, the clown laughed loudly, shook his head, and said: "Hahaha... Brothers, this is actually very simple. It's not as complicated as you think. I just want to add a little fun to the world."

Hannibal smiled and continued to ask: "Joker, is it really just for a little fun? I don't really believe it..."

The clown let out a long sigh and looked at Hannibal and Xiao Zizai. This time he surprisingly did not smile, and his expression was extremely serious. He slowly said: "Jake, he is my god, and I must cooperate with him."

As one. By then, there will no longer be a Joker here."

"I just hope that after I leave, there will be another Joker in this world, so that when Jake sees him, it will be like seeing me..."

The clown paused, a crazy smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and continued: "By the way, Hannibal, Xiao, let me tell you a secret. I am not the only one who was born in this darkness, there is another one.

Brother is always here, but he doesn’t like to talk too much..."

"Besides, I think another brother is about to be born. He just needs a little stimulation..."

When Hannibal heard this, he couldn't help being startled and laughed: "Hahaha... I didn't expect that there is a brother who has been hiding all this time. This is really a surprise!"

"And new people will be born. Sure enough, Joker, I read it right. You are really different from us. You know more than us. I am curious about why you were born?"

"I am hunger, Joker, what are you? What power do you have? Joker, you always say that you are chaos, but to be honest, I really don't believe it..."

Xiao Gangyan clenched his fist and hit Hannibal hard on the face, causing Hannibal's face to be covered with blood and knocking Hannibal to the ground.

The clown looked down at Hannibal, his expression was extremely ferocious, and he laughed crazily and said: "Mr. Ogre, don't inquire about other people's affairs. Even if we are brothers, I can still kill you..."

"Mr. Ogre, a friendly reminder, don't be curious about me. This is the first time. If there is another time, I will really kill you..."

"However, so far, I have never told any lies to my brothers. I am really a mess. Mr. Ogre, if you still don't believe me, then there is nothing I can do..."

Hannibal was lying on the ground with his face covered in blood. He looked at the face smeared with pale white paint and the smiling face painted with bright red paint.

Hannibal stared at the clown's eyes, which were like black holes and always full of temptation, and he coughed out a large mouthful of blood.

Then, Hannibal slowly got up from the ground, with a smile on his face, and said flatteringly: "Okay, okay, great Mr. Joker, I understand. Hannibal guarantees you with his personality that he will never do it again."

There will be a next time…”

After that, Hannibal snapped his fingers and a table of delicious food appeared. He shook the red wine in his hand and said with a smile: "Joker, drink some together, we are all brothers, please forgive me this time..."

The clown nodded, sat on the chair, and said with a smile: "Okay, Mr. Hannibal, let's have a drink together..."

…

Seeing this, Xiao Zizai couldn't help but shake his head. It's enough for a person to understand his own meaning in life, and it's good enough to understand the true meaning of his life.

If you always think about the meaning of other people's lives, you are really walking down the narrow road and entering the narrow gate.

In cultivation, the final thing to cultivate is the heart!

Bodhi has no tree, and the mirror is not a stand. There is nothing in the beginning, so how can it attract dust?

Xiao Zizai closed his eyes, clasped his hands together, and murmured: "Namo Amitabha."

Then he began to recite the "Ksitigarbha's Original Vow Sutra" silently, and began to understand his own path.

"Hey, Xiao, don't you come and have some?"

"This kind of food can't relieve my hunger, and I was already full last time..."