And the moment the human skin lantern was extinguished, I saw five paper people floating out of the human skin lantern, and the seven paper people had different shapes and colors.

Some laughed loudly, some stared at their eyes and were extremely angry, some frowned and full of sorrow, some held their chins and pondered, some cried, some filled with fear, and some filled with shock.

"Happy, anger, sorrow, thoughts, sorrow, fear, shock!"

These are the seven emotions in doctors, and these seven paper people represent these seven emotions respectively.

"Hahaha, what did I do at that time? It turned out that they were just seven paper men. This saint will be broken by you now."

After saying that, Wang Yangming waved his hand and called the paper man who was laughing.

boom!

With Wang Yangming's hand waved, a mysterious force hit the paper man, and the paper man burned in the air with a "boom".

The extremely small paper man instantly burst out with huge Mars in the sky, covering Wang Yangming. Then the scene changed, and a festive picture appeared in the air, and Wang Yangming fell into the picture.

It was the scene of Wang Yangming's wedding. The bride of Hongzhuang was sitting quietly at Hongcheng's home, waiting for Wang Yangming's arrival.

Wang Yangming on the street was wearing a red flower on his chest, riding a big horse, wearing an official hat, and was carrying an eight-carrying sedan chair to accept congratulations from the people on both sides, heading towards the bride's house.

Just as he passed by Wanshou Palace in Hongcheng, Wang Yangming suddenly saw a Taoist priest teaching in the palace. He became interested in it, picked the red flowers and fled into the palace.

The bride waited for a day, but she didn't see the groom coming.

When the bride saw that the groom was gone, she was in a hurry to go around, while Wang Yangming sat quietly in the Taoist palace, listening carefully to the lectures of the old Taoist priest of Wanshou Palace.

"Young man, seeing that you have a high awareness, you might as well stay here and enter my Taoist sect!" The old Taoist priest looked at Wang Yangming quietly and said.

Wang Yangming was about to speak when he suddenly thought of something. He pinched a sword technique with both hands and hit the Taoist priest's head.

"break!"

While the Taoist priest's head was opened, the illusory picture suddenly shattered in the air.

Wang Yangming, with a messy head, appeared again on the lake, looking at the six paper men left in the air with disdain.

Soon, the paper man with a sad face pounced towards Wang Yangming. Wang Yangming changed a Taoist technique again and smashed the paper man hard. This time, the paper man turned into a splash of water all over the sky, pounced on Wang Yangming, and brought Wang Yangming into another illusion. It was a huge funeral.

In the picture, there is a courtyard house with white edges hanging around the courtyard house, and paper money is flying freely in the air like heavy rain.

There was a dark coffin in the courtyard. There was a pale-faced woman lying inside the coffin. She looked about thirty years old.

When Wang Yangming, outside the courtyard saw the woman in the coffin, he was stunned for a moment, then saddened and shouted even more: "Mom!"

Inside the door, Wang Yangming's family members who were dressed in mourning shouted to Wang Yangming: "Yangming, seal the coffin soon. Come and meet with your mother and see her off."

Wang Yangming was full of sadness and shook his body and walked towards the courtyard. However, I saw his hands changing another Taoist technique again, and slapped heavily on the mahogany door of the courtyard.

Boom!

The sad scene was shattered again.


Chapter completed!