After gathering the seven deadly sins brothers, summon the younger sister!

Master Cheng Yen once said that physical disability is not suffering, but the disability of human nature is the real suffering. Most of the disasters and calamities in the world are caused by people who have intact hands and feet but defective hearts.

The same is true of the Lin family’s suffering.

Its daybreak.

……

"Is Beibei still awake?"

"Reply young lady, the young lady is still asleep."

There were soft voices coming from outside the house. In the tightly closed room, Beibei had empty eyes and sat on the bed, raising her arms mechanically, her fingers being manipulated to bend into strange arcs.

"Okay, today I'm going out with my brother to find medicine for my wife. I'm not in the mansion, so tell her not to come looking for me, otherwise it will be a wasted trip."

"I'll remember that."

"Tell her that I'll bring her some candied haws when I get back, so she'll be happier."

Hearing this, the maid smiled softly and said, "Yes,"

The girl heard every word of the conversation outside the door, but she was unable to think or react. Her movements only changed from the stiffness of subconscious resistance to the softening of defeated obedience.

She tilted her head slightly, swayed her arms, and fluttered her fingers like a dancing butterfly. Her dexterous and varied gestures were complex and mysterious, looking like some kind of sacrificial dance.

The sound of footsteps beside my ears faded away, and a tear inexplicably rolled down my round eyes.

Perhaps someone was very close to her, and just as the secret joy of being rescued arose in her heart, that person was gone through a door.

Beibei could not remember the stinging feeling of despair, because when she woke up, she would not have any memory of the period when she was manipulated.

After Puran came back from a stroll, Jealousy was still having breakfast.

His right arm was injured. He awkwardly held the chopsticks with his left hand and was about to pick up some food from the dish. Instead of picking up any food, the chopsticks slipped out of his hand.

envy:"……"

The straight lip line was pursed even tighter, and his expression was serious and focused as if he was performing a solemn and holy ceremony.

After failing to hold the chopsticks tightly again, he clenched his fingers, slapped the chopsticks with a bit of anger and frustration, picked up the soup spoon and drank the porridge quietly.

Maybe he was used to doing things smoothly and handling every detail without any flaws, but now he even had a hard time eating. He was depressed, like an impatient and awkward child.

Pu Ran was amused and smiled slightly. She sat opposite him and said, "There are servants around. Can't you just ask someone to feed you?"

A bunch of slaves are not just for show.

People, when encountering difficulties, should actively seek help.

Jealous glanced at her.

I am uncomfortable with men and I don't like physical contact with women. What can I do?

Puran took a new pair of chopsticks and said, "I'll feed you?"

He nodded and said, "Thank you for your help."

Pu Ran: Men can’t do it, women can’t do it either, but stones should be fine.

Jealousy: Men can’t do it, women can’t do it, but my junior sister can.

I had a very pleasant meal, and I was so jealous that I almost wanted to try to extort money from you. Otherwise, I'll just have to bear with this arm and wait a little longer.

The weather was bad last night, and there was no sun today. The sky was overcast as if covered by a veil. Pu Ran calculated the time and soon began to call him: "It's time to go."

The meeting was scheduled for Si time, which meant that the two had to arrive at Guicheng before nine o'clock.

"it is good."

The calm and relaxed atmosphere disappeared in an instant, and both of them had cautious vigilance in their eyes.

Guicheng is actually an empty city, not very big. Due to its tortuous and inconvenient transportation and serious obstacles to economic development, the people inside moved out one after another, and it gradually became deserted.

This place is desolate and remote, with weeds growing everywhere. The surrounding wilderness is empty and there is not a single person in sight. Only the dilapidated and eerie city ahead shows the traces of the erosion of time.

Mottled frost and wind fell on the gray and old walls, and the half-loose broken window hung in the air, swaying.

The dark-toned deserted city looked even more desolate and terrifying under the gloomy sky. From time to time, the wind blew through the broken windows, and the howling "whoosh" sound was like the roar of a wild beast, which was terrifying.

With a "squeak", the little mouse quickly ran through the ruins. There were many snakes, rats and poisonous insects in this place.

Pu Ran and Jealousy looked at each other, and they both walked towards the strange city.

The moment you actually step in, the dilapidated scene around you fades away, as if clouds and mist are blown away, and then they are reconstructed and soon condensed into a vibrant farmland.

Water flows around the ponds and fields, bamboos surround the fences, the elm seeds have fallen and the hibiscus flowers are sparse.

The tiled houses on the farmland are lifelike.

Pu Ran's heart sank. What a powerful illusion.

Jealousy beside him walked forward in a daze, with a moist and sparkling light in his pupils.

Pu Ran felt awkward standing there. The strange man's voice was ethereal and seemed to come from the sky.

"Girl, he has fallen into a demonic illusion. If you rush after him, he will suffer a backlash and lose his life."

The man's voice was as clean as spring water, clear and pleasant to the ear.

"Come here and let's see the truth together."

Cicadas were chirping and birds were flying over the farmland. The girl stood straight like a sword drawn from its sheath. She glanced at him from afar, leaped across the vast space, passed through the illusion of nothingness, and landed straight and coldly on the man.

On top of the dangerous wall, the man stood with his hands behind his back, a hint of surprise on his handsome face, as if he had not expected that someone could break through the fog and accurately lock onto his position at a glance.

He is tall and slender, his green shirt floats like green bamboo, and his skin is as delicate and white as fine porcelain.

Her eyebrows were long and her eyes were bright as stars. Her black hair was simply and lazily tied up with a silver hairpin. Her thin rosy lips contained just the right amount of kindness.

Next to him was the man in black who appeared last night, still wearing a mask. He sat on the wall with a calm attitude, his hawk-like eyes fixed on his every move with jealousy.

Pu Ran spun around and went up, her clothes fluttering as she landed lightly on the wall like a butterfly.

"I am Wei Jingzhou."

"Pu Ran."

The man in black sitting on the wall said nothing and had no intention of greeting the two.

Wei Jingzhou chuckled: "Miss, can you please put aside your hostility and watch patiently?"

Pu Ran lowered his eyes to look at Jealousy below and said calmly: "What are you looking at?"

The man curled his lips: "See the truth."

"The illusion is controlled by you, so how can I know if the truth is fabricated by you?"

"Girl, the world is vast and full of wonderful methods. The true and false methods cannot be false."

There is an ancient secret technique in illusion called "the method of drawing out the truth". As the name suggests, it is a powerful secret technique that can draw out the truth.

This technique requires extremely high strength from the person who initiates it, and the person being initiated must meet the standards of being fragile in mind, obsessed and crazy. A paranoid person who is trapped in place and unable to move is most likely to make the magic succeed.

The scene presented by this illusion was not changed by Wei Jingzhou's control, but was dominated bit by bit by the memory of jealousy.

Wei Jingzhou flicked his shirt hem with his fingertips: "Look, the story begins."

The man in black straightened his body urgently, his voice becoming even more hoarse and rough: "The truth begins..."

……

It was a hot summer day and two farmers were sweating profusely as they weeded in the fields.

"Oh, this is such a harsh day!"

"Let's go home after we finish hoeing this little patch, or we'll get sunburned to death!"

The farmer picked up a corner of the towel around his neck and wiped the sweat off his face. He wanted to say something else, but unexpectedly, his companion fell down with a loud bang. He was shocked and threw away his hoe and ran over:

"Lao Zhang, Lao Zhang, what's wrong with you?!"

In the green shade of the paths, a young man with a medicine basket on his back was of extraordinary appearance. He was attracted by the sound and looked over here from afar.