When you become extraordinary, you realize that ordinary is the most rare thing.

People are greedy and always want both extraordinary and ordinary, but they don’t know that they cannot have both fish and bear’s paws.

Get the same, you will always lose the other.

Xinghuan, who returned to ordinary things, suddenly lost her sense of existence and did not attract the constant attention of others along the way.

In front of the third ward, Xinghuan and Xiaotang stopped.

"The patient's mother passed away, but he always thought that his mother had not left and stayed by his side."

Xiaotang explained softly, knocked on the door casually, and then pushed open the ward door.

In sight, the sun shines through the window.

A young man stood in front of the window, pressing his hands in a low voice, as if he was doing a massage, and said to himself: "Mom, the weather is very good today."

"Oh, I know, I will study hard."

"Girlfriend? No, no..."

“…”

The young man ignored the two people who walked in.

Xiaotang looked at Xinghuan.

Xinghuan signaled silently and turned around and left the ward.

He couldn't bear to break the beauty here.

Sometimes, the mentally ill world is also the only belief that supports those people's survival.

Although it is false beliefs, it is always better than those cruel reality.

If cured, faith collapses.

What will happen to these mentally ill patients and do, and can they face the real and cruel reality and continue to live...

I don't know if Xinghuan.

I don't want to try this again.

in this way.

One ward after another walked over.

Xinghuan saw all kinds of mental illnesses.

This feeling is not good, and it makes people feel a lot of emotion for a while.

In the corridor.

Xinghuan stood in front of the window, looking at the garden outside the window, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing this, Xiaotang paused and said, "Why don't you stop here today and you will come to see you some other day?"

Xinghuan came back to his senses, smiled and said, "It's okay, but I want to know if there are any mentally ill patients here who believe in gods, magic, etc."

God, magic?

Xiaotang thought for a while and said, "There is really one who is very sick."

Xinghuan said curiously: "Tell me what the situation is."

Xiao Tang recalled and said, "The patient is called Ji Shi. He said he had been to another world. In that world, he met a god, who is the kind of cultivator in the novel."

"The cultivator accepted him as his disciple and taught him to practice in his dream."

“…”

Something interesting.

Xinghuan was full of interest and said, "Go and have a look."

Xiaotang nodded.

After a moment.

The two came to a ward.

Xiaotang knocked on the door.

"Come in."

A calm voice came from the door.

Xiaotang opened the door and walked in with Xinghuan.

In the bright ward.

A pretty young man was sitting on the hospital bed with his eyes closed, looking like he was practicing.

Xiaotang smiled and said, "Brother Ji, I'm sorry, I've disturbed you in your cultivation."

"It's not in the way."

Ji Shi opened his eyes, smiled at Xiaotang, and then found Xinghuan, saying, "Who is this?"

Xiaotang didn't have time to speak.

Xinghuan touched his equipment with both hands, reached out and smiled, "Hello."

Ji Shi frowned slightly, reached out and held Xingzang's hand, and said, "Hello."

Memory starts to view.

When I was a kid.

Ji Shi and grandpa were sitting on the grass, looking at the stars in the night sky.

"Grandpa, are there really immortals in this world?"

Ji Shi was very curious with his bright and clear eyes.

Grandpa Ji smiled and said, "Of course there is."

Ji Shi asked: "Then where are they?"

Grandpa Ji touched Ji Shi's head and said, "Grandpa is that."

Ji Shi said in surprise: "It's true."

Grandpa Ji smiled kindly and said, "Really, Grandpa has practiced the Tao for a lifetime and is about to achieve the right result. He will fly to the sky to become an immortal."

Ji Shidao: "I also want to be an immortal in the sky. Can grandpa take me with me?"

Grandpa Ji's eyes were full of reluctance, and he slowly took Ji Shi into his arms and said, "Shi'er, Grandpa can't take you with him, but oh, Grandpa will bless you in heaven, watch you, and wait for you."

Ji Shi looked disappointed and said, "No, I don't want to separate from my grandfather."

Grandpa Ji sighed.

"Good grandson, grandpa can't bear to leave you, but grandpa has to leave..."

"Good grandson...Good grandson..."

“…”

Grandpa Ji left and ascended.

Ji Shi cried.

The parents said: "Son, learning is about practicing. You must practice well. In the future, you can go to heaven to see your grandfather."

…

"Son, there are no gods in this world. Grandpa is dead and will never be seen again."

"You are all liars. I will definitely find my grandfather and see him."

“…”

"Young man, I see that you have a wonderful bones. You are a rare genius in cultivation. I have a secret book here, which costs only ten yuan..."

"But uncle, I only have five dollars."

"Well, since you are destined to be five yuan, just five yuan."

"Thank you uncle."

“…”

"Little kid, I am an immortal cultivator from the Tianyi Sword Sect. Are you willing to worship me as your teacher and practice with me?"

"The master is above, my disciple is willing."

“…”

"Boss, this kid is just a lunatic. Why are you protecting him so much?"

"Yes, for this kid, you actually went to those Taoist temples to seek various scriptures, and you really started to teach him to cultivate immortality. You won't be crazy, either, right?"

"You don't understand, stop talking about it. He is my apprentice, and I like it very much."
To be continued...