Master from the Lunatic Asylum [Transmigration Book]

On the first day of May, the cold comes and the summer goes.

Before he knew it, it had been almost four months since Shigu came to Sixu Continent.

Four months is not long or short, but it is enough to make people realize something.

At this time, two full days have passed since they left the spider inn. With Yuan Heng's joining, the group of people no longer have to take the mountain road in order to hurry, and life is much more comfortable, at least no longer need to live in a hard cave at night and leaky ruined temples.

Sitting at the door of an inn in another town, Shi Gu looked up at the night sky.

He held a small clay figurine in his hand, which Yu Zhan had snatched from a bear boy just now. The image of the stone monkey on it was lifelike, and a slender stick was held in its hand, as if hitting it from the air. who.

Is there a Monkey King in this world...?

Looking at the clay figurine, Shi Gu thought in a daze.

There are very few mythological characters that Shigu knows, and Sun Wukong is one of them, but for him, finding out that the two worlds are related is not necessarily a good thing.

He unconsciously poked the thin stick in the clay figurine's hand, it was hard and a little painful.

[If it hurts, it means it’s not a dream. ]

In my mind, a gentle female voice sounded softly.

It was his mother's voice.

But if it wasn't a dream, why would he live so easily.

There is no high-voltage electric shock, and there is no need to be tied to the stage to do various data analysis.

Shigu lowered his eyes, thinking of some long past.

A long time ago, someone told him that he was a man with no future.

At that time, Shigu felt that he was wrong, so he became hysterical, so he fought desperately.

But gradually, he gave up.

From resistance, to struggle, to silence, to obedience, and finally to acquiescence.

I don't remember how long this process took.

He only knew that on a certain day in a certain year, a certain month, he was still childish in the mirror, but those eyes turned into bottomless black holes.

The lack of medicine was realized on the first day when I came here.

But at that time, Shi Gu never thought that when people live, they have to think about the future.

So, he didn't try to find medicine.

But now, he seems to... understand a little bit.

"Sun Wukong."

Looking at the clay figurine in his hand, Shi Gu spoke softly.

"You're the freest monkey I've ever seen."

Shi Gu's voice is not deep, but it can't be said to be clear, if he has to say it, it is probably warm and comfortable, with a little softness.

At this moment, there is a hint of envy in this softness: "I also want to be a free monkey."

……

In order to prevent Jing An from escaping, Yuan Heng sent many disciples to guard the door of his room, and even arranged his own room opposite Jing An.

However, there are always some people he can't guard against.

The night was as silent as water, and a figure appeared at some unknown time, standing among the shadows that the moonlight could not shine.

The disciples at the door fell asleep soundlessly, someone gently supported the back of their heads, avoiding the danger of several people grabbing the ground with their heads, opened the door and stepped into Jing An's room.

Restrictions and alarms seemed nothing in front of this person. He walked slowly, and the bamboo floor could not make him make even the slightest sound of footsteps. At first glance, he looked like a ghost traveling at night, soundlessly.

Inside the house, Jing An closed his eyes and was meditating.

Circle after circle of chains hung on his body, and the exposed wrists and neck were pale and thin. On them, several restraints glowed faintly in the darkness, sealing all his spiritual power.

"Are you...doctor?"

A slightly hesitant voice sounded softly in the room.

Startled, Jing An suddenly opened his eyes.

The moonlight poured in from the window, falling impartially on Shi Gu's fair side face, outlining a delicate and clear jaw.

The soft moonlight made him look more harmless than usual, and his slightly delicate face had a kind of ignorance of ignorance of the world, but his eyes were extremely dark and deep, which made it impossible to see the end.

After seeing who came, Jing An's gentle face was tinged with surprise.

Jing An has some impressions of this elder. After all, Shi Gu's appearance is a bit eye-catching compared to ordinary people, but his deep impression is quite limited. He only vaguely remembers that this man always hides behind the crowd , not noisy, like a misguided mascot.

Other than that, most of his understanding came from chatting with disciples of the Cangyun Sect at the door after he was arrested, but the content of the chats was basically related to "cowardly" and "trash".

Why would such a person come to him in the middle of the night?

Jing An was a little strange, but his good upbringing prevented him from questioning aloud. Instead, he said gently, "I've dabbled a bit, but I'm not proficient."

Shi Gu nodded, but remained silent.

Jing An didn't rush him, and waited patiently for his answer.

The moon outside the window was blocked by dark clouds, just like the mood at this moment, dull and uncertain.

After a long time, when Jing An had closed his eyes and continued to meditate quietly to recover his energy, Shi Gu spoke again.

His voice was very small and soft, like a little beast desperately looking for a way home, full of confusion and helplessness.

He said: "My medicine...is almost finished..."

Jing An opened his eyes.

The night light shone on his warm and pale cheeks, he looked at the little human elder in front of him, and thought of the former Jingxiu.

The same beauty, the same helplessness, the same confusion.

He lowered his voice unconsciously: "Are you sick?"

Shigu pursed his lips, acquiescing.

"Then you want to seek medical treatment from me?" Jing An asked in a low voice.

There was a pause.

It can be seen that he hesitated a little, and his fingers unconsciously rubbed his sleeves. This seemed to be a difficult question for him to make a decision.

But in the end, he shook his head.

This answer surprised Jing An a little.

Shi Gu didn't explain, just said softly: "Can you dispense medicine?"

Jing An understood.

"You want me to give you the same medicine?"

Shi Gu nodded.

In the darkness, Jing An met Shi Gu's gaze.

After a long time, Jing An smiled.

He still had injuries on his body, and he smiled pale and sickly: "Little elder, do you know that I am a demon clan."

of course I know.

Shi Gu didn't quite understand why Jing An would ask such a question, but he nodded obediently.

Jing An suddenly didn't know what to say.

He couldn't remember how long he hadn't met such a simple person.

No wonder the disciples of Cangyun Sect would criticize behind their backs, such a person is really not suitable to be an elder.

Forget it.

This little elder is quite cute, helping him once is also the last good deed he does before he dies.

Shaking his head, Jing An said softly, "Did you bring any medicine?"

This is what it means to match.

Shi Gu's eyes lit up.

He took out a handkerchief from his bosom, and Shi Gu carefully handed it to Jing An. It could be seen that he cherished the medicine very much, and he was full of reluctance to hand it over. He pursed his lips, as if he had been wronged.

Jing An was amused by his appearance and laughed out loud.

He unfolded the handkerchief, and inside were two small pills.

"This medicine..."

At the beginning, Jing An didn't pay much attention to it. Although he was modest, he was confident in the field of medical skills. There were not many medicines in the world that he couldn't make.

However, as soon as he got the pills, he was a little surprised.

Seeing Jing An's reaction, Shi Gu subconsciously pinched the corner of his clothes.

"Master Shi, can I borrow my spiritual power for use?"

Jing An said suddenly.

"Just a little bit, my whole body's spiritual power is completely blocked, and I can't use my spiritual consciousness to check the ingredients of this medicine."

Hearing this, Shi Gu immediately sent him spiritual power.

"Master Shi, you are really..."

Jing An laughed, and Shi Gu looked at him suspiciously.

But Jing An didn't answer any more, and carefully explored the composition of the pills with his spiritual sense.

After a while, he frowned.

"Can you match?" Shi Gu couldn't help but ask.

"Young Master Shi, forgive me for talking too much, where did you get this medicine?"

Occasionally.

There was a soft "squeak", but it was a breeze outside the house, blowing and closing the open windows.

The room was instantly dark.

And the moment before the window closed, Jing An clearly saw the stagnation flashing across Shi Gu's face.

Almost immediately, he realized that he was talkative, and when he was about to make amends, Shi Gu spoke up.

The voice was very low, a little stiff, and there was a hint of coldness under careful listening: "It was stolen."

Jing An was taken aback.

Instead of asking any further questions, Jing An brought the topic back: "This medicine is really wonderful, I'm very sorry, I can't make it exactly like it."

Even though he had been prepared, when he heard the answer with his own ears, Shi Gu still froze.

But at the next moment, Jing An changed his tone: "But if you just make a pill with a similar effect, you can give it a try."

As Jing An said, he couldn't help but take another look at Shi Gu.

This medicine is a psychotropic medicine, which is extremely rare. How did this human elder get it?And why is this drug needed?

Could it be that he was insane?

Jing An looked at Shi Gu, but felt that it didn't look like it.

Shi Gu didn't notice Jing An's sizing up, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he heard a worthy answer.

"Do you need any materials?" Shi Gu asked.

"I need to study the specific materials before I can tell you. I will write a prescription at that time, and you can just come and get it."

"Thank you."

Having settled a worry, Shi Gu was a little happy, and looked at Jing An sincerely: "You are a good person."

nice guy

Jing An smiled, and didn't say anything more about this issue, but said in a gentle voice: "It is necessary to be on guard against others. I am a demon and you are a human being. Master Shi should be more vigilant in the future."

There was sincerity in his eyes, and he always knew that he was really thinking about himself.

So he also looked at Jing An seriously, and said, "I will."

After thinking about it, he added: "I won't let them kill you."

Jing An laughed.

If I'm not mistaken, this elder in Cangyun Sect is himself a mud bodhisattva crossing the river, but he still wants to protect others.

Shaking his head, Jing An didn't take Shi Gu's words to heart.

As early as when Jingxiu abandoned him, he didn't care if he died or not.

not to mention--

"I helped the evildoers, so I deserved to be killed." His voice was calm.

Shi Gu tilted his head slightly, with puzzlement in his eyes.

For a moment, Jing An had a feeling of being completely seen through.

But Shi Gu didn't say much, he stood up and thanked him awkwardly.

This etiquette was learned when he was observing the disciples of Cangyun Sect, Shi Gu had never done it before, but he did it seriously.

Jing An laughed again.

This night, he couldn't remember how many times he laughed.

"Speaking of which, if I don't want to help you, what do you plan to do, Young Master?"

It's rare to think of a joke, Jing An asked with a smile.

Shi Gu was stunned.

Jing An knew at a glance that the child probably never thought of such a possibility, so he shook his head helplessly.

How can there be such a simple person.

With a wave of his hand, Jing An didn't make things difficult for Shi Gu anymore, and let him go back.

What he didn't know was that after leaving, Shi Gu stayed in front of his house for a while.

He seemed to be in a daze, Jiu Jiu looked straight ahead, but his eyes were out of focus.

[What you want, you have to fight for yourself]

On the dinner table a few days ago, Yu Zhan's words were still vivid in his memory.

"What you want... you have to fight for it yourself..."

Unconsciously repeating Yu Zhan's words, Shi Gu looked down at his hand, and slowly made a movement of opening and closing.

"If you don't want to help, grab it..."

He murmured, as if there was nothing but ash that stained his eyes silently.

"Catch it...and help..."

The handsome young man muttered and smiled with satisfaction.

Coincidentally, a gust of night wind suddenly hit.

Although it has entered the summer, the wind at night is still not to be underestimated. When I was blown by the wind, I suddenly paused, subconsciously took a step back, and my eyes instantly regained clarity.

What was he thinking just now?

Cold sweat gushed out like a spring, and Shi Gu covered his forehead in pain, trying to calm his emotions.

Why... Just one sentence made him unable to control it.

His condition... got worse?

Occasionally, the pupils constrict suddenly.