Night fell, and this was the second night after Zhang Fang came to this plane. During the day, of course, there was a battle of life and death, and at night, it was no less peaceful, and even more dangerous than during the day.

Because of the terrifying soul battle that passed through the first night, Zhang Fang has confirmed that this body still has the soul of the original owner. During the day, he is suppressed by his own consciousness, and when he falls asleep at night, he takes advantage of the weakness and fights for control of his body.

Such a strange soul battle, formless, incomprehensible, even the strongest martial artists in the world, there is no way, in the face of evil spirits, no different from babies.

Fortunately, Zhang Fang's major is psychology, and because of the homogeneous relationship, he has also dabbled in spirituality. In the face of this battle of relinquishment, which was no less than a life-and-death struggle in the mountains and forests during the day, Zhang Fang at least had the strength to fight.

A major matter related to his own life, Zhang Fang had to cheer up and treat it carefully. There is no precedent for this battle, and everything can only be explored. Combining psychology and soulology, as well as the precious soul fighting experience last night, Zhang Fang formulated a three-point countermeasure.

First of all, before going to bed, breathe in the abdomen to breathe in pranayama, try to empty the brain as much as possible, so that the whole body and mind are immersed in a state of nothingness and etherealism. This is the same as a real master before hitting someone, he must relax his whole body, and when he is attacked, his power will explode instantly. Only if it is not disputed, it is for the great contention; For its empty city, it is for the surplus city.

The second is to use your own special professional skill "hypnosis".

As a psychiatrist, hypnosis is an essential skill. This technique is not as miraculous as most people think, but to put it bluntly, it is an enhanced psychological suggestion, and when performed by a trained practitioner, it can often show the hypnotic effect that seems incredible to outsiders. However, this effect will be greatly restricted, such as the level of hypnotist, the degree of cooperation of the recipient and the degree of sensitivity to suggestion, in addition to the environment, trust and other strict requirements.

Most hypnots, in fact, are at a low level. Such as inducing people to sleep, psychotherapy, and so on. The kind of hypnotism that can quickly hypnotize, and even make people lie straight between two chairs, and there is a person standing on the body, is a high-level hypnosis, which is difficult to master, and the failure rate is very high.

As for hypnotizing people, the body and mind are completely controlled by the hypnotist, and you will do whatever you want you to do, and you will say whatever you want to say - this kind of thing, under the normal laws of the world, basically does not exist, unless it ......

What Zhang Fang has to do is not to hypnotize others, but to hypnotize himself, which is also a type of hypnosis.

Zhang Fang uses a pranayama method similar to qigong to completely ethereal the whole body and mind, and then conducts self-hypnosis - constantly sending repeated hints to the brain, and finally forming a strong sense of self-protection, once attacked by the unconscious, he will launch a counterattack completely by subconscious. This kind of counterattack is a purely spiritual contest and has nothing to do with physical strength or weakness.

Resist the spirit with the spirit, and hit the soul with the soul. That's all Zhang Fang can do.

Although he made two preparations, Zhang Fang was not sure about the outcome or defeat. So, he added another insurance to himself: on the roof beam of the thatched house, a filament was suspended, and a small log was tied at the end, which was facing his belly, which was lying horizontally. In the middle of the filament, a log is also tied, and several loops of lighted and smoking artemisia grass rope are wrapped around it—this kind of artemisia grass rope is used by the villagers to smoke mosquitoes and ants, and the effect is quite good.

Zhang Fang connects the end of the rope with the filament. In other words, when the artemisia thread burns out, the thread will be burned, and the log will fall and fall on your belly - if you can't really resist it, you may be able to save your life by forcibly waking up in this way.

The sun rises and the sun sets, and it has never changed for two thousand years. When everything was silent, Zhang Fang, who was fully prepared for "self-defense and counterattack", once again fought for his own survival.

A person who has already "died" once will cherish the new life even more, and will never give up lightly until the last moment.

The night is as dark as ink, the world is silent, there is no space, and when I was in a trance, a terrible voice sounded in my head: "Give me back my life!" ”

The latent soul comes as expected - in spiritualism, this invisible entity continues to exist after the death of the individual's body, and the formal name should be "survival", but it is not as easy to understand as the soul.

Zhang Fang's subconscious instinct responded: "I'm sorry, it's not that I don't want to pay you back, but - you're dead." ”

"Nope! My spiritual sense is still there, as long as you give up the fight, I can still return the yang. ”

"Your soul has been shattered, and it will be difficult to return to normal, as can be seen from the fact that you were completely suppressed by my consciousness during the day. Even if you regain this shell, it's just a demented retard, are you willing to do that? "The professional instinct has penetrated Zhang Fang's soul, even if it is a subconscious response, but also with the guidance of a psychiatrist.

"Nope! No! You don't want to use such clumsy means to deceive me! The soul roared in rage.

"You don't believe it? Okay, let's put it to the test - who are you? ”

"I ...... Who am I? ”

"That's right! Who are you? Your name, where you live, who your parents are, and why you're here. ”

"I ...... I am...... I am...... Who am I? The spiritual consciousness of the soul began to fluctuate, and it became more and more violent, revealing a sense of panic and trembling.

"Yes, don't be afraid, say it, say it, it's good for you and me."

"I ...... I don't know ......."

"You see, it's not that I don't want to help you, I don't want you, it's that you've completely forgotten your past, even if you regain this shell, it's just a mess of the living dead, what's the point?"

"That'...... I...... What am I going to do? "After all, the soul is still a thirteen-year-old boy, and when Zhang Fang chooses to persuade rather than fight head-on, the soul is finally pried open a crack.

"It's easy to do, you give up, I'll replace you. From now on, you are me, I am you, and I will rediscover your past. Your father and mother, I honor you on your behalf; Your life, I'll rewrite it for you. Trust me, I'll make your life more exciting! Zhang Fang's persuasion is full of bewilderment, and the subconscious uses hypnosis, and hypnotism itself acts on people's consciousness, which is the most powerful weapon against the soul.

The soul is fluctuating sharply, and there is a tendency to escape -- according to the "Chinese" soul theory, the soul of a person dies without being extinguished, all because of an unwilling resentment. This resentment will become stronger and stronger due to the struggle, and it will also escape in an instant as the wish is achieved. When the soul loses its purpose, it loses its meaning of existence.

Zhang Fang waited for this moment, and finally released an irresistible temptation: "The body is dead and the soul is destroyed, your body is not dead, the soul is immortal, as long as it merges with my soul, from now on, you and I are one, everything I can feel, you can also feel - so that you are not equal to living in the world again?" Come, let go of your spiritual sense...... Accept my soul, you are me, I am you......"

“…… You are me, I am you? "The spirit seemed to be muttering to itself, over and over again, more and more subtle......

In a dark, ethereal space, under the action of repeated monotonous frequencies, the soul gradually quieted down, and slowly loosened by a tight mass of aggregation. A powerful spiritual consciousness lurked in, slowly opened, enveloping the soul, and constantly sucking. The soul has completely given up resistance, and every bit of it has been withdrawn, absorbed, and devoured at the last bit......

Syllable! In the stillness of the darkness, the sparks are bright and dark, and something falls.

Zhang Fang sat up suddenly, and in the dark, he couldn't see his expression at all. Only a pair of eyes darker than the night and brighter than the stars, flashing from time to time with arcs and arcs of essence, like the dark night sky, passing by silent lightning.

At this moment, Zhang Fang felt that there seemed to be something more in his head. Everything will change because of this......