"Shhh......h......h Another gust of wind swept angrily, the sky was dark, devastating, and the heavens and the earth were in chaos......

The volcano erupted, and the flames rushed up for a long time, and the red, hot magma on the ground flowed down from the top of the high mountain, and the smoke was in the air, and the animals were rushing......

Time is gone...... The space is transparent...... It turns into a sea of blue light......

All sorts of strange creatures in the ocean scurried around him, speeding by......

In a trance, as if a century had passed, and as if it was just a moment, Fang Xinglong's soul came to an old house in the suburbs leisurely, the time was already in the middle of the night, this is an old and gloomy big house, the style is classical, there is a swimming pool in the front yard, there are a few pillar lights around faintly flashing the faint cold light, a naked beauty is playing and swimming, from time to time to make a "clucking" wave of laughter.

Fang's soul drifted into the living room, and he finally saw his target, the future host---- Detective Richard, sitting on the sofa at the moment, wearing silk pajamas and holding a glass of red wine, with a leisurely expression, sitting quietly and contemplatively.

Keep drifting...... This is the living room, which is illuminated by dim candlelight. On the wall of the chamber is a large classical mirror, framed with a frame of carved leaf curls and a single piece of crystal glass.

A strange and eerie sound came from the side, shocking, like the "chirping" of a huge ship's planks cracking. Fang's soul approached the mirror and found that the sound was coming from the mirror. Suddenly, a flame flickered in the depths of the mirror, and the flame gradually approached, and the light and flame scorched, and suddenly became very violent, whirring into a fire all over the sky......

The flame in the mirror was twisting and deforming, flickering big, smaller, brighter, darker, shorter, longer, and the flame turned into a face. Is this a human face? By no means, this face was extremely ugly, extremely evil, extremely terrifying, full of green scales, dripping with filthy pus, from the open mouth of the blood basin, first bursts of black smoke came out, and then two sharp and slender tiger teeth were exposed, and a long tongue spit out from the mouth of the black hole, which was full of rulers long, and the tip of the tongue was dripping with black and red blood. The blood flowed first drop by drop, and then down streams......

Suddenly, a pair of eyes appeared. What kind of eye is this, if you don't look at it, it makes people's souls scattered, and their hearts are broken----- those eyes are simply the eyes of a vulture, without pupils, and they are dead and white all around, like the eyes of a dead fish. The eyes were full of resentment and hatred, glowing with magic, sharpening as a blade with barbs. It was also covered with a thick layer of white mist, and every time these two eyes swept towards him, the blood in his whole body instantly became cold and frozen.

At this moment, Fang Xinglong's ears sounded a series of short, muffled "rattle" sounds, which were like the muffled screams of several vultures fighting for the flesh of dead corpses.

There was another huge heartbeat, "boom", right behind his head, Fang Xinglong hurriedly turned around, but there was nothing behind him. The voice grew closer and farther away, and seemed to be in the mirror, "creaking" and wantonly, and the vulture opened its bloody mouth and let out a cold cry "Oh......! ”

Fang Xinglong was frightened and fainted.

Carol, who was chanting a spell, opened her eyes suddenly, and put her hand on Fang Xinglong's chest, no, she couldn't help but gasp---- her heart stopped?

"It's broken, can't people die?!"

Carol's mind raced, and several possibilities flashed through her mind.

She asked herself that she had done hypnotism for so many years, performed countless rituals, and had never made a mistake. What's wrong with this young man today? His soul seems to be stuck in something and can't come back?

Anna on the side had a premonition that the situation seemed to be bad, because she saw Carol's nervous and confused face.

Carol stood up helplessly, waved her hand in annoyance, and the group of old women who were in a circle on the ground also stopped humming and drumming, and quietly withdrew from the room.

There were only three people left in the room.

Carol pondered for a moment, then had an idea.

Shamans believe that man has three souls: one is the soul of life, which is given by the gods, and it coexists with the life of man, and once he dies, the soul leaves the body forever and disappears. The second is the soul of thought, which is the consciousness and sleep of a person when he is awake, which can temporarily distance himself from the body and other souls to communicate and communicate. The third is the reincarnated soul, which is given by the god of reincarnation, and after death, a person is reincarnated as a human or other animal or demon according to his conduct during his lifetime.

Carol knew this, so she comforted Anna and said, "This lady, you don't have to be nervous. Man has three souls, the soul of life, the soul of thought, and the soul of rebirth, and the soul of life and the soul of rebirth of this young person are still well and still dwelling in the body. It's just that the soul of his mind can't come back for the time being when he goes to Atlantis, but through the practice, if nothing happens, he should come back in a while. ”

As she spoke, Carol put on a multicolored hat. The hat was made of roe deer, antlers, and wire. There are five antler forks on it. She wrapped the bell around her waist again. He wore a shamanic robe that resembled a cardigan, and the garment was sewn from animal skins such as turtle shells, four-legged snakes, frogs, and snakes.

She held a drumstick in her left hand and a drum in her right hand, and chanted a spell in her mouth, and the spirit possessed her in an instant. The old lady instantly entered a state of madness. Jumping around Fang Xinglong's small bed, the bells and drums were loud for a while, and the rhythm was suddenly tight, creating a mysterious, empty, and confusing atmosphere.

In this atmosphere, there seemed to be an indescribably strong emotion surging in Carol's heart, and it dominated her entire body and mind, and a surging heart tide forced her to involuntarily ascend to the heavenly realm...... This psychological experience of the shaman erupts with drums, bells, songs, and dances.

Anna was stunned for a moment. The old woman beats the drums, jumps, and sings in an extremely deep tone. In shamanic language, he sings, "Teng! Zale! Rise! Zale! Rise! Allah! Zale! Rise! Zaleh! ”

Half an hour passed, an hour passed, and Fang Xinglong was still lying quietly, seemingly without any signs of life.

Carol stopped jumping and singing, took off her hat, took off her clothes, put down the bell, looked at Fang Xinglong with a solemn face, and solemnly placed a hand on his chest.

Why hasn't the soul returned? What the hell is going on? She closed her eyes and pondered nervously.

After a long time, she opened her eyes, turned her head and asked Anna, "What did he do last night?" ”

Anna recounts from beginning to end the beatings she had suffered in the boxing gym last night, the crash on the highway, and the possession of her in the apartment by the Time Killer and her choking of his neck.

Carol bowed slightly, as if she understood something. He stepped forward and turned over Fang Xinglong's body, lifted his clothes, carefully examined all parts of his body, and suddenly found that there was a five-centimeter-long wound on his back, but it had already scabbed, and she finally let out a long breath.

"The crux of the problem has been found, Miss Anna," Carol said, pointing to the wound on Fang Xinglong's back, "Last night he was in distress three times, fighting with people, causing the qi in his body to be disordered and the yang essence leaking, what needs to be done now is to regulate yin and yang, restore function, and promote the return of yang qi." ”

"Madame, what do I need to do?"

"Now you take him back and let him lie flat on the couch and need to strip naked, and you also strip naked and lie on top of him, which will help him to rise up the yang energy in his body and stay still. If it's convenient, give him a warm compress and warm water until he wakes up. ”

Anna asked, confused, "Is it really necessary for me to do this?" When he wakes up, can we rejoice? ”

"No, you can't." Carol said solemnly: "If you don't want him to be incapacitated from now on, or coma again." ”

Anna nodded shyly and stood up.

After returning from the old lady's place, Anna followed Carol's instructions, put Fang Xinglong flat on the couch, took off his clothes, took off herself, and lay on his stomach.

She felt that his limbs were very warm, and it was strange that there was not a trace of thought in her heart, only a holy, serene emotion.

She waited for a while, and saw that Fang Xinglong didn't react, got out of bed, poured a basin of hot water, took a towel, boiled some hot water, and wiped his whole body.

She felt the man's fingers twitch, but stopped moving. After a moment, his eyebrows seemed to be raised. Feeling hopeful, she quickly leaned over his chest and listened intently, as if a throbbing faintly came.

She was pleasantly surprised, put her hands on Fang's chest, and slowly massaged him.

After a long time, Fang Xinglong exhaled a long breath from his mouth, his chest slowly rose and fell, his abdomen squirmed slightly, and soon he slowly opened his eyes.

"Ahh You wake up, welcome the king back, the hero home. Anna slid down his body, smiled sweetly, and said softly.

"What's wrong with me?" Fang Xinglong rubbed his hazy eyes, obviously unable to distinguish everything in front of him, whether it was in a dream or in reality.

"It's all right, baby." Anna put on a silk nightgown and handed a cotton and linen man's pajamas to Fang Xinglong.

Fang hesitantly put on his pajamas.

He turned his head to look at Anna's face, as if he understood what had just happened.

She reminded: "In response to your Chinese saying, you are 'great fortune, great life, great creation'." Now that you think about it, your soul went to Atlantis, and somehow, almost ran out of energy. ”

Fang Xinglong smiled bitterly: "Fortunately, this soul is still quite angry, and he knows that he is back, otherwise, I will trouble you to raise a flag and summon the soul for me." ”

"Go, go, die," Anna slapped him in disgust, "Your black humor isn't funny at all, it's true that you weren't scared to death just now." ”

Suddenly, a wave of nausea hit, Fang Xinglong retched desperately, and his stomach turned over for a while, almost throwing up all his internal organs.