Chapter 170: The Hypnotism of the Red Dress
"What if...... As a teacher, you must be asked to do hypnosis? ”
Chu Yunxi lowered his voice, and in a hesitant tone, he said such decisive words.
After speaking, Chu Yunxi lowered his head, not even daring to face Ye Lingxi's eyes.
In fact, how could Chu Yunxi be willing to force Ye Lingxi to do something she was unwilling to do! He has always respected Ye Lingxi's choice the most!
However, in the current situation, they must try it with Hongsheng's hypnotic technique, and if Ye Lingxi's soul dementorship is not understood, she will be more dangerous.
Ye Lingxi was really shocked by Chu Yunxi's resolute attitude.
Master had always indulged her in every way, but now he insisted on her doing a hypnosis. This shows that this matter is very important to Master.
Ye Lingxi's thinking has always been strange. She will not complain that Chu Yunxi forced her to do hypnosis, on the contrary, she will recognize the seriousness of the problem from Chu Yunxi's attitude.
Ye Lingxi knew that his current thoughts were chaotic, and reality and dreams were intertwined. She couldn't figure out her own thoughts, and the result of hypnosis at this time was really unpredictable.
After not getting a reply for a long time, Chu Yunxi slowly raised his head, seeing Ye Lingxi's stunned expression, he couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart, and he regretted persecuting Ye Lingxi a little.
"Ling Xi, that's it. If you really don't want to do it, you can find another way to do it. Sorry ......"
"I promise you, Master."
This time, as soon as Chu Yunxi's words fell, Ye Lingxi immediately replied.
"Ling Xi, you ......"
"I'm willing to do a hypnosis."
Chu Yunxi was still a little worried, but Ye Lingxi solemnly expressed her attitude at this time.
"Master, you are so kind to me, and now you just ask me to do a hypnosis, what's the big deal. I'm willing to listen to Master, hehe! ”
It wasn't until Ye Lingxi showed his smile again that Chu Yunxi finally put his mind at ease, he only hoped that Ye Lingxi wouldn't resent him because of this.
"Hongsheng, you say, what do I need to do?"
Ye Lingxi agreed to hypnosis, and Murong Cheng was secretly happy in peace, his biggest wish now was that Ye Lingxi could remember him and be gentle with him as before.
"The master just needs to lie down on the bed."
Hongshang didn't dare to call Ye Lingxi by his name, Ye Lingxi was lost in his memory by spiritualism, but she didn't. She always knew that Ye Lingxi was the woman chosen by Murong Chengan, and that was also the master she wanted to protect for Murong Chengan.
The love of the red dress is selfless and grandiose. She loves Murong Chengan deeply, and she loves Murong Chengan's favorite Ye Lingxi.
"What master, haha! I'm not your master, you can call me Ling Xi! ”
Ye Lingxi walked to the bed as he spoke, took off his shoes and lay down.
"Let's get started!"
Hongshang walked to the edge of the bed, Ye Lingxi thought that Hongshang would use some pendant-like objects to shake in front of her eyes to hypnotize.
However, the actual situation was that when Hongsheng's eyes looked at Ye Lingxi's eyes, Ye Lingxi gradually felt a trace of dizziness, and soon, he completely entered a hypnotic state.
Elementary hypnosis does require the help of some auxiliary tools, but Hongsheng's hypnotism is the highest level, and Hongshang only needs to use all her strength to make the other party enter the hypnotic world she has set.
"Master, do you know, what is the name of your husband?"
"Yu Wenyin."
Murong Cheng'an and Chu Yunxi silently stood aside, not daring to disturb Hongsheng.
"Then whose flesh and blood are the children you lost a few days ago?"
"It's Yuwenyin's."
Hongshang raised his head and glanced at Murong Chengan, his expression was unusually solemn, and after getting Murong Chengan's approval, he continued to ask.
"And when, where, and with him you conceived this child?"
This time, Ye Lingxi didn't answer immediately, as if he was recalling and thinking, and paused slightly before answering.
"In a cave."
Murong Chengan almost turned his back in one breath, and the person who had a good time with Ye Lingxi in the cave was clearly him! Yuwenyin actually made Ye Lingxi turn his memory into being with Yuwenyin, which is simply unreasonable!
Chu Yunxi cast a questioning look at Murong Chengan, Murong Chengan nodded, admitting that what Ye Lingxi said was originally with him.
In this way, they can basically be sure that Ye Lingxi was indeed cast with a soul dementor! And the direction of the soul dementor is to replace Murong Cheng'an in Ye Lingxi's memory with Yuwen Yin!
After identifying the root of the problem, Hongshang decided to try to implant some memories of Murong Chengan for Ye Lingxi in the world of hypnosis.
"Then do you know the emperor of the Kingdom of Heaven and Heaven?"
"I don't know."
"His name is Xiao An'an, think about it again, do you still remember him?"
This time, Ye Lingxi hesitated again. After hesitating, she didn't answer "I don't remember" directly, but whispered "Xiao An'an" twice.
Hongshang patiently waited for Ye Lingxi to recall and think, and a glimmer of hope gradually rose in her heart.
Ye Lingxi's performance made Murong Cheng'an excited, under the hypnotism of Hongsheng, even the toughest tough guy would tell the truth. Ye Lingxi didn't directly answer "I don't remember", which means that in the depths of her memory, she still remembers him!
Ye Lingxi's voice was as soft as a feather, and it gently swept on Murong Chengan's heart. It's really not easy to get such a gentle soft call from her!
However, before Murong Cheng'an could be happy, Ye Lingxi immediately shattered his beautiful illusions.
"I don't remember."
Murong Chengan's heart was about to shatter into dumpling filling...... She really doesn't remember him...... What did she want him to do......
"What do you remember?"
The experienced Hongshang was still relatively calm, and she continued to ask, trying to find some clues.
"I don't remember, I don't remember Xiao An'an......"
As soon as Ye Lingxi's words came out, the three people present were stunned. Hongshang thought about it for a while, and then figured out the logic of what Ye Lingxi said.
"Then what do you think Xiao An'an looks like?"
The scene in the dream suddenly appeared in front of Ye Lingxi's eyes.
Xiao An'an, Xiao Lian, Zhao Ping, Uncle Hui, and every grass and tree in King An's mansion.
Ye Lingxi, who was lying on the bed, gradually showed a soft smile. The life in the dream is really warm and sweet.
"He appeared in my dream, the little An'an in my dream...... Silly. ”
Hongshang's eyes lit up, Murong Chengan once pretended to be stupid, Ye Lingxi could dream about what happened at that time, which means that those memories from the past have not been completely replaced, and Ye Lingxi's soul dementorship also has the possibility of unraveling!
"That's not a dream, it's reality."
Hongshang tried to correct Ye Lingxi's idea, but this move was strongly resisted by Ye Lingxi, as if she was very resistant to accept that the scenes in her dream had happened in reality.
"No, no, that's a dream! That's just a dream! ”
A thin layer of sweat gradually soaked into Ye Lingxi's forehead, and with the loud shouting, her emotions also fluctuated abnormally. I saw her shaking her head desperately, as if she was desperate to escape from the world of hypnosis.
Obviously, the soul dementorship in Ye Lingxi's place was working, preventing Ye Lingxi from recalling the real facts.
"Don't ask any more, stop! She can't stand it anymore! ”
Chu Yunxi immediately stepped forward to help Ye Lingxi's body and refused the next hypnotic process for her.
Hongshang glanced up at Murong Cheng'an, and when he saw Murong Cheng'an's complicated expression, he felt sorry for Ye Lingxi, and he was unwilling to give up now. Still, in the end, he gritted his teeth and nodded. After all, he couldn't bear to see Ye Lingxi so uncomfortable.
With a snap of Hongshang's fingers, Ye Lingxi suddenly opened his eyes and gasped for breath.
"Ling Xi, how are you feeling now? It's over, it's over...... Ling Xi is not afraid of ......"
Chu Yunxi let Ye Lingxi lean into his arms and gently patted Ye Lingxi's back with his hand.
It is not so much that Chu Yunxi is comforting Ye Lingxi, but that he is also comforting himself.
Why do these disturbing power struggles between countries involve Ye Lingxi? Why should Ye Lingxi suffer these hardships? !
At this time, Chu Yunxi even hated to have to force Ye Lingxi to retrieve her former memories, as long as Yu Wenyin could treat her well, as long as she could be happy all her life, whether the memory was accurate or not, what was the necessary significance? !
"Master...... I'm in turmoil right now...... Woowoo woo ......"
After calming down his gasping breath, Ye Lingxi actually cried aggrievedly in Chu Yunxi's arms.
"Okay, okay, Ling Xi doesn't cry...... We don't want those things anymore, we don't want anything anymore, okay......"
Chu Yunxi hurriedly appeased Ye Lingxi, Murong Cheng'an had been standing silently on the side just now, and now he finally couldn't help but come forward.
"Xi'er ......"
"Don't come here! Don't come here! I don't know you! I don't know you! Master! Hurry up and let him go! Let him go! ”
Unexpectedly, after Ye Lingxi was hypnotized and woke up, it was such a big reaction to see Murong Chengan again.
Murong Chengan was stunned beside the bed, neither entering nor retreating.
"Xi'er, don't you remember me at all...... I'm your little An'an......"
Murong Chengan confessed his identity in despair, but what he got was Ye Lingxi's more fierce resistance.
"Nope! You're not! You just look like him! My little An'an...... No! He simply doesn't exist! He's just the man of my dreams! ”
Ye Lingxi cried out in despair, and at the same time admitted in disguise that Xiao An'an in her dream was indeed exactly the same as Murong Cheng'an in appearance.
"That's not a dream! Xi'er! That's not a dream! I'm your little An'an! Those things are what the two of us really experienced! Think about it again...... Xi'er! I am your husband! ”
Murong Chengan was also very desperate, and his words were full of sadness.