Chapter 043 Chapter 43
After breakfast, Xia Meng felt very wronged.
After finishing the wontons, she quickly dragged Li Zhou away.
Only after getting on the subway did she finally feel like settling the score with Li Zhouqiu.
They leaned against the side panels of the subway door and looked at each other.
Xia Meng leaned back with her arms folded, and suddenly said with a half-smile, "I see you're enjoying this."
Li Zhou blinked innocently, pretending not to understand: "Really?"
Xia Meng is not someone who can be fooled so easily.
She stared at him motionlessly, causing Li Zhou's eyes to wander.
The subtle expressions on his face revealed his guilt.
Xia Meng curled the corners of her mouth, her heart as clear as a mirror.
She said coldly, "Don't think I don't know. You, Li Zhou, played an indispensable role in this situation this morning."
Li Zhou coughed a little guiltily.
This morning's misunderstanding...wasn't intentional on his part.
Of course, he was quite happy to see it happen.
But Xia Meng's expression didn't seem very happy.
Li Zhou looked at her expression and felt that he seemed to have done something wrong.
He asked cautiously, "Do you really hate this?"
Xia Meng said nothing.
Seeing his expression as if he was about to admit his mistake, she let out a breath and said slowly, "I wouldn't say I hate it. I generally don't care much about what others say. But spreading rumors instead of facts is something no one likes."
When she said this, she suddenly realized something.
Li Zhou is not the kind of person who deliberately spreads unnecessary rumors for the sake of bad taste.
unless--
He hopes this is true, so that he can enjoy it and be happy to see it happen.
——Why?
...It can't be because I like her.
Xia Meng is not a self-indulgent person.
She would not mistakenly think that Li Zhou liked her because of this.
Because she knows what it looks like to like someone.
Since kindergarten, Xia Meng has been surrounded by hundreds of little boys who come and go, if not thousands.
Some people like her, while others simply like her temperament and personality and want to make friends with her.
Xia Meng had been secretly loved, confessed to, hinted at, flirted with, flirted with, pursued relentlessly...she had experienced all kinds of things.
She knew what it felt like to be liked.
Therefore, she never thought that the sentinels' attitude towards her was because they liked her as a person.
It’s just because of the 80% match rate.
So these people looked at her differently and showed her favor.
Whether it's Li Zhou or that overly enthusiastic Pei Ziling, they are all the same.
A high matching rate means they are a perfect match.
When Xia Meng first heard this statement, she thought it was ridiculous.
Psychology quantifies human spirit and consciousness through countless scales, and then conducts repeated testing and verification.
Even so, no one in the field of psychology dares to say that certain personalities should be together, are made for each other, and will love each other forever.
After all, people are different.
Just like there are no two leaves in this world that are exactly the same.
However, Sentry tied the two people together through a simple mental power matching test.
Tell them that you two are a perfect match, that you were made for each other, and that you should be together through thick and thin.
Who would believe and accept a life determined by data?
Perhaps Pei Ziling believed it, and perhaps many sentinel guides who were accustomed to this believed it.
But she certainly didn't believe it.
She won't let a piece of data tell her who she should like or who she should be with forever.
Xia Meng looked straight at Li Zhou.
She knew he hated the other Sentinels.
And she was just the only one among all the guides whose matching rate with him was over 80%, that was all.
What's more, he was unfamiliar with the place and didn't know anyone.
If I have to be close to someone, I'd choose her.
Besides, doesn’t he have an engraving guide?
All engraved.
Isn't it just like signing a contract to sell yourself?
The subway was running smoothly, and the morning light outside the window fell on their profiles.
The two of them stared at each other quietly across the distance of a car door.
"I'm sorry." Li Zhou suddenly spoke.
Xia Meng blinked and came back to her senses: "What?"
Li Zhou tilted his head and thought for a moment: "I don't know, but I feel like I should apologize. If anything I did offended you, I apologize and hope you can forgive me."
Xia Meng smiled unconsciously.
Well, at least this guy has a good attitude.
Xia Meng likes reciprocity.
If someone gives her an inch, she will return the favor with a yard.
She shrugged and said, "It won't happen again."
As we were talking, the subway arrived at the terminal.
The door opened and two people got out of carriage number one at the end.
It was rush hour and all the Heita employees took this subway to work.
Ou Xu and Su Fangxiao came down from several other carriages one after another. When they saw them, they came forward and greeted them with a smile.
Ou Xu: "Good morning!"
Xia Meng raised her eyebrows: "Good morning!"
Ou Xu grabbed her arm and pulled her aside: "Sister."
Xia Meng was no longer surprised by his brotherly attitude. She let him drag her away: "Brother, what's the matter?"
Ou Xu glanced in Li Zhou's direction and said in a low voice, "What's going on with you two?"
Xia Meng raised an eyebrow: "What's going on?"
Ou Xu said seriously, "You two haven't developed any strange relationship, have you? Of course, I know he's the best of all the Sentinels in every way. He's handsome, capable, has a good personality, and a good income, but... you can't choose him just because of these things."
Xia Meng couldn't help but smile.
She asked meaningfully, "Why should that be?"
Ou Xu said as a matter of course: "Of course you have to like him! You just awakened, don't be fooled by his S-rank. Those are external things, you still have to find someone who is most compatible with you in all aspects! The most important thing is that he likes you and you like him too."
Ou Xu spoke earnestly.
Little did she know that Xia Meng had just thought about these principles before.
It's a coincidence.
She couldn't help laughing: "Don't worry, buddy, I've thought about these things very clearly. Thanks for reminding me!"
Ou Xu stared at her suspiciously: "Are you sure you've figured it all out? Seriously? It took me so many years as a guide to figure it out, and you've figured it out in just a few days?"
Xia Meng smiled and pulled her arm out of his arm, then hooked it around his neck: "Alright! Let's go!"
The surrounding area is full of workers from the Black Tower.
After greeting them, Su Fangxiao went to meet up with his colleagues at the Special Service Center.
Xia Meng turned around and found that Li Zhou had disappeared at some point.
He seemed to have really taken Xia Meng's previous attitude to heart. Now, in front of so many people, he chose to take the initiative to widen the distance between them.
Xia Meng withdrew her gaze.
She and Ou Xu walked side by side.
She suddenly raised her hand and nudged Ou Xu: "Hey, Ou Xu, do you have someone you like?"
Ou Xu shrugged: "It used to be there, but it's gone now."
Xia Meng was curious: "What kind of person is he? A sentry?"
Ou Xu believed there was nothing to hide about his past, so he said frankly, "She was a guide, a classmate of mine at Shaoxiang University."
Xia Meng: "So, if she's gone now, does that mean...she's in love with someone else?"
Ou Xu scratched his head. "I can't really explain it in detail. I just feel like we liked each other back then. It was that kind of innocent first love, you know? We went to class together, ate together, went to the library together. It was just a matter of time before we finally broke through."
Xia Meng: "Then?"
Ou Xu pursed his lips and said, "Later, she got together with a sentinel with a 71% match rate."
Xia Meng suddenly realized.
It turned out to be a sad story of three people.
Xia Meng patted his shoulder sympathetically: "It's okay, you will meet someone who likes you more."
Ou Xu glanced at her and said firmly, "I'm not telling you this to make you pity me."
Xia Meng: "Then what do you want to say?"
Ou Xu: "Now she treats me like a close friend and tells me a lot of her secrets. They're married now, but she said she's not happy. A match isn't everything, and it's certainly not a guarantee of a happy life—she told me this herself."
I see.
Xia Meng: "What about you? Do you still like her?"
Ou Xu rolled his eyes: "Who do you think I am? Why would I care about someone who gave up on me?"
Xia Meng gave him a thumbs up: "Dude, you're so cool and easy."
Ou Xu rubbed his nose proudly.
Xia Meng smiled.
"What about you?" Ou Xu asked, "Do you have someone you like?"
The two of them huddled together and whispered, unaware that countless sentinels around them had quietly pricked up their ears.
Perhaps they were the only ones who didn't notice it.
From the moment Xia Meng appeared on the subway platform, countless eyes were fixed on her.
Xia Meng is very famous in Heitaco now.
A guide who can achieve an 80% matching rate with all the sentinels - although the Black Tower's top management wanted to conceal this matter, there were more than a hundred sentinels who participated in the initial screening with Xia Meng. These people spread the news from one to ten, and from ten to a hundred, and it had already spread throughout the Black Tower.
Some people even took a detour to the route she took to work or on her way to work just to see her up close.
Xia Meng shrugged: "No."
Ou Xu asked curiously, "Why not?"
Xia Meng: "I haven't met anyone I like."
Ou Xu was curious: "What kind do you like?"
That's a good question.
Xia Meng actually thought about this problem.
She felt that the person she liked should, at the very least, understand her.
They had to be soul mates, able to keep up with all her weird and wild whims.
Just like two semicircles, when put together they become a complete circle.
As a result, Wang Xiangyi laughed after hearing it.
She is indeed a child.
Xia Meng asked him why, but Lao Wang didn't say much and just let her figure it out herself.
Now, several years have passed, and when she thinks about this question again, she still has a similar answer.
Maybe now she feels that perhaps she is originally a complete circle, and does not fit into any half circle.
Xia Meng said: "I may feel now that any objective conditions don't matter. After all, feelings themselves are very subjective."
Xia Meng remembered that he had once asked his master's wife.
Why is she with her master?
It’s obvious that Lao Wang is not that handsome and has a bad temper.
He has a lot of bad habits.
How could the master's wife, such a talented and beautiful woman, fall for him?
I remember my wife saying, "There's no particular reason. I just feel uneasy about him. I'm not comfortable letting anyone else take care of him."
At that time, Xia Meng seemed to understand what he said, but not quite.
Of course, I don’t quite understand it now.
The Master's wife smiled very gently at that time.
She touched Xia Meng's head and said, "It's okay, you'll understand when you meet her."
Xia Meng turned to Ou Xu and said, "Maybe I'll understand when I meet him."
Ou Xu: "That's true."
The sentries around secretly clenched their fists.
Xia Meng meant that she hasn’t met him yet!
Li Zhou was the first to be eliminated!
Great! They have a chance!
…
Xia Meng went to Director Bai's office in the morning and handed in the report on yesterday's task.
Director Bai took the report and glanced at it. It was roughly the same as the reports made by Ou Xu and Su Fangxiao at the meeting yesterday. Her content was a little more detailed, with more details about Pan Junwen's secondary personality "Awu" and Cotard's syndrome.
"By the way," Director Bai asked, "I heard your master will be coming to the Black Pagoda today? Is that why he's here?"
He pointed his finger at Xia Meng's report.
Xia Meng was about to tell Director Bai about this.
He wanted to get Wang Xiangyi into the guide center, but threats and inducements were useless.
A nerd like Wang Xiangyi who is only focused on research can only be lured by using special cases that are not encountered outside.
Want to study this unprecedented and unique group of Cotard's syndrome?
Sure, come to the Black Tower and I’ll let you study!
Hey hey hey!
Director Bai gave her a thumbs up.
Director Bai: "By the way, there is something else I want to discuss with you."
Xia Meng: "You say."
Director Bai folded his hands, sighed, and said, "It's about those people in the quarantine area. You know, there are at least a hundred people lying in there right now, and the guide center is almost out of people."
So that's what they were talking about.
Xia Meng nodded in understanding.
She had heard Ou Xu talk about this as early as the first day she entered the Black Tower.
If those people were also trapped in various mental images at this time, it would be difficult for them to get out by their own strength.
Xia Meng put her hands behind her back and asked, "When do you plan to let me go?"
Director Bai waved his hand. "That hasn't been decided yet. We just contacted Black Tower headquarters yesterday. In the past month or two, Black Towers around the world have reported many similar incidents. After discussion, headquarters has decided to send a special force to help. When the time comes, you will go in with that team."
Xia Meng subconsciously asked, "Am I the only one?"
She has become accustomed to fighting side by side with Li Zhou, Ou Xu and Su Fangxiao.
Director Bai: "Don't worry, they're indispensable."
Currently, among those in the Beijing Tower, only these four have the most experience. If we don’t use them, who else can we use?
That's all for this report.
Xia Meng went back to work.
The two sentries whose evacuation was delayed yesterday were assigned to this morning.
After Xia Meng and Wang Xiangyi agreed on a meeting time, they went directly to the counseling department.
The two sentries were already waiting outside the door.
One of them was a complete stranger, but I had met the other one once before. He was the captain of the Alpha Special Forces, the sentry named Ning Yi.
Because they had met before, Xia Meng nodded to Ning Yi as a greeting.
Then, she checked the list and looked at the unfamiliar person: "Hello, is this Li Zhan?"
The sentry named Li Zhan quickly stood up straight and said a little awkwardly, "It's me, hello."
The man was very thin and seemed to be in poor spirits. He looked pale and a little haggard.
"Hello." Xia Meng nodded at him and opened the door of the counseling room. "Please follow me."
Li Zhan is a D-level sentinel, and has the same 80% match rate as Xia Meng.
Xia Meng followed the steps and entered his mental picture.
Li Zhan's spiritual picture is quite standard.
Perhaps because he is a D-class sentinel, the strength and total amount of his mental power are limited, so his mental picture is also very small.
It's only as big as a room.
What was very rare was that this time when Xia Meng entered the spiritual realm, it was Li Zhan who opened the door for her personally.
A real door.
Xia Meng walked into the room and looked up.
The room is just an ordinary study.
If there is anything unusual here, it is probably Li Zhan’s study, which has an exceptionally rich collection of books.
The four walls of the study are covered with bookshelves.
The bookshelves stretched from the bottom to the ceiling.
The bookshelves are filled to the brim with all kinds of books.
Xia Meng has read Li Zhan's information.
He is a professional translator who translates foreign novels.
37 years old, D-class sentinel, awakened for more than 20 years, comes to the Black Tower for counseling every three months.
The guide center has the guidance records left by all the guides during each of his previous guidance sessions.
To protect personal privacy, the record is not detailed and only consists of a few lines of text.
Before Xia Meng officially started counseling, she glanced at the records and didn't see anything unusual.
If there is anything unusual, it is that he never seems to ask the same guide for guidance twice.
There will be a change of people every time.
However, Xia Meng did not take this detail to heart.
When she actually walked into the study, she felt a sense of oppression for no reason.
The room is too closed.
If this were the case in reality, it could be said to be an objective condition, such as being able to buy only a room without windows. However, this is in a mental picture, and it is no problem to open a skylight if you want.
Xia Meng looked towards the study.
All kinds of books filled the bookshelves and desks, and even the floor.
Li Zhan was a little shy, his voice weak and soft: "The room is so messy, I'm really sorry."
Xia Meng said it was okay and asked him how to relieve it.
Generally speaking, the normal counseling process is to restore order in the mental picture.
For example, when she was guiding Lu Wen before, she only needed to sweep up the fallen ginkgo leaves on the ground.
Xia Meng asked: "Do you need me to help you clean the room?"
Li Zhan quickly waved his hand and said, "No need to bother. Just sit in the room."
As he spoke, he pointed to a sofa in the corner of the study and said, "Just sit on that sofa for fifteen minutes. That's enough."
Xia Meng felt a little strange.
She doesn't understand, but she respects individual wishes.
She walked over.
The sofa had its back facing the desk, and in front of it was a small round table filled with books.
Li Zhan sat down at the desk and said loudly, "Please help yourself. You can read any of the books on the table."
Xia Meng nodded and sat down on the sofa.
Her eyes fell on the spines of the books stacked on the table.
It's a variety of French novels.
The book at the bottom is "The Hunchback of Notre Dame" in the original French.
Except for that one, all the above are Chinese novels.
Xia Meng reached out and took out the copy of "The Hunchback of Notre Dame", then lowered her head and began to read it.
Xia Meng took French as an elective course in high school.
She had basically forgotten it, but she still roughly remembered the content of "The Hunchback of Notre Dame".
In general, it is a story about love and hate, and the complexity and contradictions of human nature.
She was just about to revisit the story when she heard a low rustling sound behind her.
It was like something had run out of the bookshelf.
Her fingers gripping the pages of the book paused slightly, and just as she was about to turn her head to check, she heard a human voice.
“It smells so good…”
"This female guide smells so good..."
"I really want to eat her..."
Xia Meng slowly raised her eyes.
Whose voice?
Is it Li Zhan’s?
No, that's not right. This voice sounds deeper and richer than Li Zhan's.
The next second, Li Zhan's weak and feeble voice was heard.
"...No, can you please not hurt her?"
"...Didn't you promise me before? You wouldn't harm the guide who comes in."
"...I don't want to be blacklisted by Heita."
The voice spoke with a hint of coaxing:
"When did I ever lie to you?"
"Which guide didn't leave here safely?"
"No one will remember what happened here."
"She'll be like every guide before her, she won't remember a thing."
"Don't worry."
Xia Meng turned the page without leaving a trace.
Pretend you didn't hear anything.
However, her heart had already begun to silently collapse.
...So, she encountered something strange again, right?
I give up.
Why her again?
Why is it always her!
Has she developed some weird Conan-like physique?!?
Every sentry we encountered, one, two, three, or five of them, was abnormal!
Xia Meng was in tears.
However, at this moment she had been forced into a difficult situation and it was too late to cry.
Okay, she cried and forced herself to calm down.
Let’s first take a look at what kind of serious illness this is.
…
Behind her, Li Zhan seemed convinced, but he was a little hesitant. He whispered, "But, will there really be no problems? I heard that Xia Meng is very powerful."
"It's because she's so powerful that I asked you to find her!"
The voice said.
"How delicious must her spiritual power be to be able to achieve an 80% match rate with us?"
Xia Meng closed her eyes.
She could feel that since the voice appeared, the density of mental power and the air flow rate in the entire room were different.
It was as if even time had slowly stopped and frozen.
Xia Meng stopped turning the pages.
Her mind raced.
Does Li Zhan have any special abilities?
Logically speaking, he is just a D-level sentinel, so even if he has special abilities, they should be very weak.
But in this space, Xia Meng could feel that the voice seemed to have extremely powerful power.
What on earth is it?
Seeing that Li Zhan was still hesitant, the voice continued:
"Aren't you emotionally exhausted again? Your translation manuscript was rejected by the publisher again, right...?"
"As long as you absorb her spiritual power, your inspiration and your delicate emotions will return to your body."
"Her spiritual power must be the most suitable for you..."
Xia Meng grasped a key word.
Emotionally exhausted?
This time, Li Zhan was silent for a long time.
It was as if the voice had touched a soft spot, and as if he was struggling and hesitating.
Xia Meng listened to their conversation.
Perhaps it was because of what happened between Pan Junwen and Awu before, and when Xia Meng saw two voices appearing at the same time in the mental image that should have been composed of only one person, she subconsciously thought, is Li Zhan also a dual personality?
No, not quite like a dual personality.
An important sign of dual personality is that different personalities can take turns controlling one's body periodically.
It's like two souls taking turns using the same body.
But listening to their conversation, it doesn't seem like they are sharing their bodies.
It was more like the voice lived in Li Zhan's mental picture.
——It was more like a voice he imagined.
Is it schizophrenia?
Schizophrenia is very similar to dual personality in some ways, but there are still essential differences.
Schizophrenia is a mental disorder characterized by a disharmony between perceptions, thoughts, emotions, and behaviors.
Positive symptoms usually include hallucinations, delusions, confusion, abnormal behavior and thoughts, etc.
Negative symptoms include loneliness, anxiety, depression, and a weakening of perception of the outside world.
Simply put, it is what the voice called "emotional exhaustion."
Losing the ability to perceive emotions is undoubtedly fatal for those engaged in literary translation and creation.
But now for Xia Meng, there is a more urgent matter to face——
If that voice was telling the truth, then it meant that none of the previous counseling sessions had actually been truly completed.
The guides walked into this mental image and were attacked or controlled by the voice. Then, without any memory or with their memory tampered with, they or the mental power in them became the "food" of the voice.
In other words - he hasn't received normal counseling for a long time!
Then how many mental black spots have accumulated in his body?
Is he mentally normal now?
Xia Meng didn't dare to think further.
"Okay." Li Zhan seemed to be finally persuaded.
He whispered, "Be careful, don't let her find out."
The voice laughed, obviously very happy and proud.
He said, “When have I ever failed?”
As it spoke, the voice was about to come towards Xia Meng.
Xia Meng tightened the book in her hand little by little.
She closed her eyes.
She seemed to be able to hear the breathing of the voice getting closer and closer.
Until his breath was almost touching the back of her neck.
In a split second, she jumped up from the sofa and threw the book in her hand behind her.
Only at this moment did she finally see the true identity of that voice.
It is in the form of a black smoke.
It floated out from the gaps between countless books on the bookshelf, and then gathered into a human shape.
Its upper body has the outline of a human, and its lower body is connected to the black smoke on the bookshelf.
When she fired the shot, both Li Zhan and the black smoke were stunned.
Li Zhan opened his eyes wide in disbelief: "You, how could you..."
Xia Meng stared at the black smoke with a gloomy face.
She began to quietly gather her spiritual power in her lowered palms.
What should I use to deal with it?
How to treat schizophrenia?
Generally speaking, the most effective and basic treatment method is medication.
But she couldn't possibly conjure up medicine out of thin air.
I can only think about whether there are any physical ways to solve this problem.
Direct attack?
The black smoke was hidden behind the bookshelves. Could she completely get rid of it by dismantling the bookshelves?
For example, just set a fire?
These books are the most suitable flammable materials.
But just as she was about to do so, she hesitated.
Aren’t these books and bookshelves the embodiment of Li Zhan’s spiritual landscape?
If she did this and burned down the study, how much harm would it cause to Li Zhan?
Thinking of this, she suppressed the flame that jumped out of her palm.
No, it's not possible.
At least not set fire to it.
So, is there any other way to eliminate this black smoke?
water?
No, water won't work.
The paper of these books is as bad as if it had been soaked in water.
Guns? Knives?
It's useless. Both hot weapons and cold weapons are ineffective against black smoke.
The black smoke seemed to see through her bluff and chuckled.
"I didn't expect you to see me. You're really different from those guides."
It inched closer to her.
"Don't be afraid. I won't cause you any real harm. I just want to take away some of your mental strength."
"Anyway, you were going to give it to me."
Xia Meng let out a soft "Pooh".
He is quite good at confusing right and wrong.
She took the initiative to grab it, can this be the same thing?
Unconsciously, more and more black smoke came out from the gaps between the bookshelves.
The human-shaped black smoke became larger and larger.
Xia Meng secretly said that something was wrong.
Is there any way to control this thing?
Will wind energy work?
Yes! Can the wind blow away the black smoke?
She silently released her mental power, imagining the wind in her mind, and tried to turn her mental power into wind.
However, this room is too small.
When the wind blew, the whole room was filled with smoke.
The black smoke laughed: "It's useless. You're already in here, so don't try to struggle..."
Seeing the black smoke approaching, Xia Meng gritted her teeth, and the mental power in her hand turned into a huge fan. She aimed at the human figure and fanned it.
The black smoke was slightly deformed by the wind blowing overhead.
It laughed out loud: "I told you, the wind is to me——"
It had just said half of its words when it discovered that Xia Meng took advantage of the movement of turning around to spin and swing the fan in her hand, and in the blink of an eye, the fan turned into a sledgehammer.
Xia Meng grabbed one end of the sledgehammer and, using the force of turning around, smashed the sledgehammer hard at it.
The black smoke was scattered by her.
But it soon re-formed behind her.
It was about to laugh, but the next second, it saw Xia Meng's sledgehammer heading straight for one of the bookshelves.
It slammed heavily onto the bookshelf with a loud bang.
A big hole was smashed in the wooden bookshelf, and countless books and wood chips fell down. The glass window behind the bookshelf shattered, and the glass fell to the ground with a "clatter".
A ray of light came in from the window.
Li Zhan subconsciously raised his hand to block the light.
It seemed like he hadn't seen the sun outside for a long time.
The sunlight fell into the study, illuminating every corner of the study.
Wherever the sunlight passes, the darkness retreats inch by inch.
In Li Zhan's mental picture, the black smoke he imagined was real.
Therefore, if he wants to restrain the reality he imagined, he can only use another reality.
In psychological terms, this is called the phenomenal field.
A term from psychologist Rogers' personality theory, referring to a person's experiential world or inner world, including all phenomena that an individual can feel or experience at any time.
The moment Xia Meng smashed the window, the whole mental picture became bright.
Black Smoke screamed and retreated behind the bookshelf.
"Why is there a window there!?"
"Aren't there only bookshelves here?!"
Li Zhan was also stunned.
He had no idea there were windows there.
How could something unexpected appear in his own mental picture?
Xia Meng stood in front of the window.
She grinned. "Sorry, I made the window."
The fan and hammer were transformed by her using her mental power.
There was broken glass all over the floor, including the windows.
The first ray of light shining in from the window and the breeze blowing in from the window are all.
She was using the reality she imagined to change his phenomenal field.
At that moment, what flashed through her mind was a famous psychological counseling case that Wang Xiangyi had once talked about in class.
This was done by a famous psychologist to a child.
The child felt like there was an electric current in his body and couldn't help twitching.
The teacher told him, "Come, grip the ground with your feet, and pour all the electricity in your body into the ground through your feet."
The child did as he was told.
Then the teacher said, "Okay, the electricity has gone to the earth, and you don't have any electricity in you now."
The child didn't twitch again.
The teacher only took five minutes to cure such a difficult case.
He didn't tell him that there was no electricity in him, but instead used the child's "truth" to solve his "truth".
This is the use of the patient's phenomenal field.
At this moment, wherever the light of spiritual power reached, the black smoke was purified and dissipated.
Li Zhan's legs went weak and he subconsciously knelt on the ground.
Xia Meng withdrew her mental power.
She turned and looked out the window.
Outside the study window, the sunshine and breeze are still there.
They become part of this mental picture and are preserved.
Xia Meng exhaled slowly: "Hu..."
It's too difficult.
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