Fairy, wait a minute

"Lian'er, Lian'er, where are you going? It's not safe so late. Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Du Yiyun chased after her and fell to the ground with a plop. She rubbed her knees, her face full of tears. Dejected.

Jiang Lian was striding down the street when he suddenly felt like the world was spinning and there was a sharp pain in his chest.

Jiang Lian woke up suddenly and found that his hands were tied to the bed.

Beside the bed, Wei Chen and the others looked at her with worried faces.

Jiang Lian was a little confused about the situation, so she said coldly, "Why did you tie me up?"

Jiang Lian also felt a slight bitterness in his mouth. He didn't know what he had eaten. The previous severe pain in his chest might be related to this.

Wu Hua recalled what he had just seen, and his fingers felt horribly cold.

She had never seen such a scene before, and it was even more weird with the black thorn in her left eye.

Jiang Lian seemed to be talking to someone, and his movements were even more frightening. One moment he squatted down as if he were rummaging for something, and the next moment he looked like a statue without moving his eyes.

What's going on in your mouth? I won't drink. What's going on? I want to see how long you can keep pretending. What kind of demons and ghosts are underneath this person's skin?

But there was no one facing Jiang Lian?
Even though Wu Hua had seen a lot of strange things, he felt cold in his heart.

Besides... Du Yiyun is dead...

When Du Yiyun heard that Jiang Lian was missing, he didn't even come up.

Before she left, she was acting crazy, saying that there was a painting taking her photo, and that there was a skull wearing a plain head pulling her away. The skull's joints were connected in series with threads, and it was holding a small skeleton in its hand, which was eerie and terrifying.

The Xuantian Sect elders sent her spiritual power day and night, but they still couldn't save her.

Jiang Lian and her mother seemed to be suffering from hysteria...

"Take this and your illness should get better." Wei Chen brought two plants of iceberg grass.

Jiang Lian frowned as he looked at the iceberg grass. This elixir melted in his mouth and was slightly bitter.When she woke up, the bitterness in her mouth was probably related to the iceberg grass.

"Bingling grass grows in the north of the polar region. It bears one plant every 300 years and turns into one leaf every 200 years. The Xuantian Sect only has three plants in total." Jiang Lian paused for a moment. Bingling grass is mainly used to treat mental damage and panic...

If nothing serious happened to her, it would be impossible for her to use this magical medicine.

"What disease do I have?" Jiang Lian's tone was calm. She didn't feel that she was sick.

The others looked at each other, as if they didn't know where to start or how to say it.

"Xuantian Sect members stay, others can go out, I have something to say."

Jiang Lian issued an order to expel guests, and it was not possible for others to stay any longer.

Qiu Shan spoke first, "Jiang Lian, before we deal with the black thorns in your eyes, we need to deal with a more difficult matter. Have you dreamed of anything recently? And..."

Qiu Shan briefly described Jiang Lian's condition and patiently asked her about various details.

Only when things are discussed can we better handle the next step.

Jiang Lian was stunned, "You mean, in reality, my actions and words are consistent with those in the 'illusion'?"

Qiu Shan nodded and considered his words, "Yes, I checked many ancient books and found that this symptom is somewhat different from hysteria. Using iceberg grass to treat it is the safest way."

Jiang Lian's illness seems to be hysteria but not hysteria. In layman's terms, Jiang Lian's epilepsy is a little more organized than ordinary epilepsy, but not much.

Jiang Lian was silent for a moment. She knew that now was not the time to hide anything. "I suspect it was caused by the ancient paintings in Qinghua's hands. The ancient paintings of skulls and skeletons in her hands were very strange. Using iceberg grass can treat the symptoms but not the root cause. This thing doesn't come from all sources." Stability, no rules to be found, and only by completely solving the source can I break free from it.”

"Skeleton illusion picture? What kind of ghost picture is this? How capable is it?" Wu Lian scratched his head. (End of chapter)