Seeing Old Man Bai mumbling incomprehensibly about things like "don't bully the elderly and poor," the air in the nursing home suddenly filled with a joyful atmosphere.
Zheng Fa lightly tapped his right index finger on the vine chair, knowing that these people were deliberately trying to make him happy, and shook his head, saying:
"This Fusang Wood seems to have spiritual wisdom, but it would be better if it didn't."
"Last time, when I communicated with it, although I couldn't understand what it was expressing, the interaction was somewhat harmonious. Next time, it acted as if it didn't recognize me."
"Forgetful?"
"Hmm." Zheng Fa nodded, "That's not all, but it seems to be somewhat schizophrenic."
"Schizophrenic?"
"At times, the mind of this Fusang Wood seems like a peerless demon, shouting and threatening to kill me."
"Sometimes this thing acts like an enlightened master, with profound aura, claiming it wants to illuminate me, but it's a complete lunatic itself!"
