I don’t know since when, the world where Wen Xiaoyun lives has returned to a lifeless darkness.
There was no Lady Sic, no Tian Qilang, no those sharp and cruel dazzling shadows of swords, nor those disgusting and terrifying corpses.
Only a faint smell of blood lingered on the tip of his nose.
Wen Xiaoyun fell to her knees in the deepest part of the darkness, her trembling hands weakly supporting the ground.
Her eyes widened in despair, she was breathing heavily, and tears couldn't stop flowing down her cheeks.
"Wen, Wen Zhuyun..." she asked with difficulty, "Why are you showing me these? I'm just an investigator, not a murderer, so why are you torturing me and scaring me?!
How can a doctor treat someone rationally if he cannot see the life and death of others? How can a detective investigating a case remain objective and neutral if he is always emotionally involved?
Isn't it the most basic professional ethics to maintain an objective and neutral stance?
In this world, someone dies every second, and someone is wronged every minute. I, Wen Xiaoyun, am not a god. Even if I am exhausted, I cannot survive all the wronged souls.
I've done everything I can, why are you still torturing me? Their death has nothing to do with me. I tried my best, but there's nothing I can do..."
The red dress floated down, like a fluttering butterfly, landing gently beside her.
He lowered his head and looked at her with deep eyes, "I don't have the answer to your question either."
Wen Xiaoyun was startled for a moment, raised her head, and looked at Wen Zhuyun with anger in her eyes, "You don't even have an answer, so why are you torturing me?"
"Because the answer lies in your eyes," Wen Zhuyun said softly, a faint light emitting from the outline of his body.
Wen Xiaoyun's movements froze slightly, and a moment of confusion flashed across his eyes, "In my eyes?"
"Close your eyes and meditate, and you will see a self that is timid, irritable, and easily influenced by the outside world. He will tell you to give up, and you will feel resentful and timid. If you regard him as your 'real self', you will be afraid, evade, and self-conscious.
Deception is ultimately defeated and can never touch the truth of existence.
So he is just a ‘false self’. The ‘false self’ is the noise in the heart, the fog that obscures the eyes, and the illusion that confuses people.
Only by clearing this layer of fog can you see the true self in your heart.
Why do you feel nervous and fearful? That is actually your inner self reminding you that your current preparations are far from enough and you need to make up for it urgently.
If you only see the nervousness and timidity of the false self, you will choose to escape.
Only when you see the reflection and alertness of your true self can you find the right path.
So, the answer lies in your eyes."
As soon as Wen Zhuyun finished speaking, his whole body turned into a ball of red sand, scattered and annihilated, and disappeared.
Wen Xiaoyun was left kneeling on the ground alone, staring blankly ahead, letting tears fall from her jaw without realizing it.
"Xiaoyun, Xiaoyun?"
A familiar voice suddenly sounded in my ears.
Wen Xiaoyun suddenly turned around, but what he saw was deep darkness.
"Xiaoyun," the voice became gentler, "Xiaoyun, wake up."
Wen Xiaoyun suddenly felt a headache, as if someone was drilling into her temples with thick and hard steel needles.
She covered her head in pain, pressed and shook her head hard, just hoping to relieve some of the heart-wrenching pain.
"Xiaoyun, wake up," the voice became more urgent, "I can't sleep."
Wen Xiaoyun opened her eyes suddenly, and a familiar face burst into her eyes instantly.
Seeing the unconscious Wen Xiaoyun, whose face was so pale that there was almost no blood at all, Yin Nuo was so anxious that he wanted to open her mouth and feed a bowl of medicine into her mouth.
The cat ears and bearded men who went to fetch hot water and call for the medical officer came back for a while.
The old medical officer first checked Wen Xiaojun's pulse, then checked the porcelain medicine bottle handed over by Yinnuo, checked the prescription for Bai Yao, and confirmed that it would not conflict with the medicine he was suffering from, and then told Yinnuo that he must call
After waking up Wen Xiaoyun, drinking his medicine, and then drinking as much hot water as possible, the remaining poison remaining in Wen Xiaoyun's body can be cleaned out.
So Yinnuo held the medicine bowl in one hand and supported Wen Xiaojun's body with the other, calling her constantly.
"Yin, Yinnuo?" Wen Xiaoyun leaned into Yinnuo's arms, blinking tiredly and blankly.
A smile immediately appeared on Yinnuo's face, he held the medicine bowl in his hand steady, and carefully brought it to Wen Xiaojun's lips, "Drink the medicine first and then talk."
Wen Xiaoyun opened her mouth subconsciously and swallowed a large mouthful.
Unexpectedly, this decoction was just imported, and it was so painful that she shuddered.
Yinnuo stopped his hand in time and said in a panic, "Slow down, don't choke."
Wen Xiaoyun's brows were almost twisted into a knot, "It's too painful."
When Yinnuo saw it, he turned around and took a sip without thinking. His eyebrows wrinkled unconsciously, "It's a bit bitter."
After saying that, he brought the bowl to Wen Xiaoyun and said, "But your tongue will feel better after one mouthful. Drink it quickly."
Wen Xiaoyun was startled for a moment, and then she couldn't help laughing.
Yinnuo didn't understand why Wen Xiaoyun was laughing at all, and looked at a loss, "What's wrong?"
Wen Xiaoyun pursed her lips. Although she was smiling, a tear fell from the corner of her eye.