"Only by exploring the unconscious level of personality can it be possible to find the root of your ancestral disease." Hongjun said lightly, "I think you should know the difficulty in the middle, because there is a trench-like distance between the unconscious and the conscious, theoretically there is only a layer of water between them, but this layer of water is difficult to break by brute force." ”

Lu Shaozhen thought about it carefully, although Hongjun was not worthy of his trust at this time, the philosophy contained in what she said was intriguing. The truth is not sinful, and it is a fool's work to miss the opportunity to learn advanced concepts.

Hongjun's metaphor of personality as an iceberg is not original, and there is a very influential master of psychotherapy in human history. For the first time, Satya proposed the analogy that the iceberg suspended above the water is only a small part of the whole, while the invisible part of the abyssal waters, hidden in the undercurrent, is a huge part of the body that is condensed as roots and constantly outputs energy.

In other words, as the world under the will and the appearance, only by looking for the giant of the eternal sleeping and evenly breathing self at the corner of life can we meet the true desire and see the true self.

"Through the exploration of the unconscious......" Lu Shaozhen was speechless, he couldn't help but think of the scene of being hit in the back of his head while fighting zombies in the dungeon, and after that, he peeled off piece by piece in the grand torrent of light and shadow, and then came to the deep sea in the storm.

If this scene is interpreted as a metaphor, then aren't those Crimson Eyes their own attack on their hearts? And isn't the deep sea the unconscious as an amber in the water? Isn't the feeling of suffocation the same as one's own unconscious suffering from eternal suffering? Is it looking up at the sky through the glassy water? Does it also have the intention of giving to the surface of the water?

Such tedious and muddy thoughts instantly enveloped Lu Shaozhen's brain, and the strong and powerful Peng Peng's beating pulse from the depths of the spirit was making a clear sound, which was the call of the personality prototype and the leather drum of the prayers of the ancient gods.

"Bang! …… Boom! …… Boom! ”

It's like a dying fetus, letting out a fragile and high-pitched roar.

The metaphor is dangerous, it is like a symbol, behind the veil, manipulating the spiritual core of terror and the self-mutilating remains of the dispossessed.

"How can I ......" Lu Shaozhen forcibly held back the tears rolling in her eyes, desperately swallowing her aphasia and madness, "How can I find a way to the unconscious." What happens after you find it? And how to control the disorderly increase and decrease of entropy through the grasp of the unconscious? ”

He doesn't quite understand, not only him, but most people don't understand how to get in touch with the increase and decrease of personality and entropy, because from the perspective of the division of human disciplines, entropy comes from physics, but the unconscious comes from psychoanalysis.

Soon, Hongjun answered his question like the omniscient Baidu: "As long as people's will is strong enough, then the ancient and modern, the sun and the moon will be reversed." Spirituality is actually a terrifyingly powerful force, but no one controls it, and you, as a special group of demon hunters, naturally want to open up scientific boundaries that are beyond the reach of humans. ”

"To pioneer primitiveness, animality, and barbarism?" Lu Shaozhen frowned, "In that case, wouldn't my concept return to the initial state of primitive society?" ”

"In the middle of the bottle, the plum wife and the crane, in this increasingly hurried society, isn't meditation a kind of return to the basics? Don't you really want to know what your true self is like? Master, go down boldly, the mystery is about to be revealed. ”

Lu Shaozhen listened to Hongjun's confident words, and a chill suddenly surged in his heart, Hongjun's voice was obviously full of encouragement, but he felt chills all over his body when he heard it: "Do you know what my true face looks like?" ”

Under the inducement of Hongjun's words, Lu Shaozhen's thinking is like a mechanical gear running slowly, since it is said that the unconscious is the part that he is not aware of and plays a decisive role in consciousness all the time, then it is not the self he knows now at all, that is to say, there is another person in a parallel space, this person can be called "me", or it can be said to be a stranger, holding a bamboo knot to stage a silk play, when the puppet turns back to see who is behind him, A mysterious smile appeared on his face as he hid behind the scenes, and he looked into the void from a third perspective.

"Who the hell am I......

Hongjun disappeared again, no matter how Lu Shaozhen called, he couldn't get a response, if Hongjun was poetically described as like the wind, there was no place to live, but Lu Shaozhen, as a party, did not have this kind of idle and leisurely such a metaphor, and he had thousands of doubts waiting to be answered.

……

"Now let's go in, how about you wait for us outside?" The woman's voice was like shards of glass all over the ground, and walking on it barefoot would definitely be stabbed with blood, "If we don't return for a long time, then it means that we have been killed, and you can see the situation clearly, but if we come back, then Cang Penghai will lie, and there is nothing evil in this hospital at all." ”

Lu Shaozhen looked at Yun Daixi and nodded in a daze.

"Yun Daixi, why can't you think about it so much? Hell-bent on death? Well, I won't stop you if you want to die, but don't pull this brother, he's my savior! Cang Penghai shouted dissatisfiedly, but Lu Shaozhen didn't feel his concern for himself at all from his tone.

Yun Daixi snorted coldly, glanced at his fiancé contemptuously, and turned his gaze back to Lu Shaozhen.

"Let's go." She said coldly.

"Are you sure the hospital is safe?"

"Of course not sure."

"Then why did you rush in?" Lu Shaozhen was very puzzled.

"What can I do if I don't go in? And don't you look around you? These people have lived here for a long time, and it is impossible for them to sleep in the wild. Yun Daixi's voice was cold and without a trace of emotion.

Lu Shaozhen looked around and found that this was really the case, so he immediately smiled self-deprecatingly, nodded towards Yun Daixi, and signaled that they could go in.

At this time, Mary's voice suddenly came from not far away: "You must not go to the sixth floor, no one can come back alive after going up to the sixth floor." But if you don't trust my words very much like that fat man, then I don't say anything. ”

"Cut, it's still on the sixth floor, this time I think about it? I think you're trying to kill us! If you want me to say, if you go in, you will die, believe it or not! ”