Consciousness and body reactions are out of sync?

Lin Ping thought of the ghost pressure that the aunts in the orphanage often talked about.

In Taoism, the explanation of ghost pressure is that it is haunted by resentful ghosts, entangled in three souls and seven spirits, and the soul is separated from the body.

The scientific explanation is that it is a nightmare, because the stress causes consciousness and the body's muscular nerve response does not wake up, and the body is temporarily unable to move.

Neither of these superficial explanations is advisable.

The Taoist theory of being haunted by ghosts is too ethereal to be used as a conclusive conclusion.

The scientific explanation is also too far-fetched and unclear, so it sounds so reasonable at first glance, but after thinking about it, it still doesn't explain what the reason for the ghost pressure is what.

What's going on with the ghost pressing? Ask the ghost to go.

Sitting on the bed in a daze, I heard a slight voice next door, it was the Taoist priest and Huang Zhiqian who were talking in a whisper.

"That kid doesn't see his own zero-dimensional space." Huang Zhiqian whispered.

"Nonsense, can this Taoist master not know? He saw other people's nightmares, entered his own vision, and sooner or later he would be tormented to death by nightmares. Situ Dao said.

The two of them spoke softly, and it was still very clear in such a quiet hospital accommodation building.

"Zero-dimensional space, vision, nightmares, what are they?" Lin Ping was full of doubts, pushed the door and went out and walked to the door next door.

"That kid is here, go to sleep, sleep." Daoist Situ patted Huang Zhiqian, and there was a sound of "squeak" in the room.

"Knock Knock"

The self-deceptive appearance of Daoist Situ and Huang Zhiqian made Lin Ping a little funny, and he couldn't help knocking on the door.

The two of them pretended not to hear, didn't move, and even tightened the blanket on their bodies.

Lin Ping reached out and grabbed the handle, and twisted it slightly: there was no lock.

Walking into the house and closing the door, Lin Ping looked at the two people who were pretending to snore on the bed, and said, "Two uncles, don't pretend to be asleep, okay?" ”

"Oh no, he found out, go to sleep, go to sleep." Daoist Situ muttered to himself, as if he was talking in a dream.

These two neuropaths are still pretending to be stupid, people have already come to the door, and they are still acting in front of others, which is too insulting to people's IQ, right?

Lin Ping walked over and lifted the thin blanket covering the two of them: "Hey, let's give some respect, isn't it too insulting to act in person?" ”

"Huh?" Huang Zhiqian jumped up from the bed, took a magnifying glass and put it on Lin Ping's face, and looked at it for a long time: "Daoist Breaker, go and turn on the light, I can't see it." ”

"Da"

In the darkness, Lin Ping saw Daoist Situ's fingers flick slightly, and the lights in the room turned on.

"Six-vein Divine Sword? Or is it a snap of a finger? Lin Ping was surprised, he couldn't believe that there was such a martial art in modern society.

"Huang Pizi, do you see it, did he open the eyes of the sky?"

Daoist Situ also came over and pinched a piece of yellow rune paper, but there was no rune seal written on it, just a square piece of yellow paper.

"Don't make any noise, you can do it." Huang Zhiqian slapped his backhand at Daoist Situ's mouth.

"I'll come, I'll come."

Daoist Situ blocked Huang Zhiqian's palm, pasted the yellow paper in his hand on Lin Ping's forehead, and gently rubbed it, and the pale yellow fingers appeared red, like cinnabar, and kept writing and drawing on the rune paper, and there were words in his mouth:

"Nam no Amitabha, the compassionate Avalokiteshvara, Allah bless me, let the devil appear."

After reciting Situ Daoist's hand, he waved it on Lin Ping's face, and the white powder hit Lin Ping's face, smelling a little stinky, Lin Ping suddenly felt drowsy, his eyes were blurry, his mind fell into chaos, and he fell on the bed.

Before fainting, I heard Huang Zhiqian shouting to Situ: "You stole the ether from the hospital again?" When are you going, give me some points, I want it too. ”

"Don't touch my ass, one last bit, fast into his dreams and see what the hell is going on with this kid."

Daoist Situ dragged Lin Ping to the bed, lay down beside Lin Ping, took out a small bottle in his hand, which contained a small bottle of powder, twisted it with his fingers, wiped it under Huang Zhiqian's nose, and sucked it himself.

"It's so cool, I can dream again."

Stunned by ether, he fell into a dream again.

It is a very slow process for normal people to enter a dream, usually after entering a deep sleep, the cranial neuromuscular excitement can produce a dream, and after being stunned by Daoist Situ, Lin Ping quickly saw the strange figure again.

Everything that had collapsed before was back to its original state, and Lin Ping once again looked at everything around him from the first perspective. In front of him is an endless green and lush green forest, the far end is a blurry fog white, in front of him is a woman in a long green gauze dress, standing in front of Lin Ping with her hands hanging down, the breeze blows her hair flying, the long skirt sets off a beautiful arc, and below is a dingdong stream, gurgling water.

I've seen this scene countless times, it's all too familiar.

After looking at it for a while, the woman in front of her slowly turned her head again.

Lin Ping knew that he must see that treacherous and terrifying face again, the plot of this dream is like this, and he can't change it if he wants to.

Many people's dreams can control the direction of their dreams, but Lin Ping can't, and can only passively bear everything that happens in the dream.

However, this time it seems to be a little different.

That face just turned half of its good-looking face, it was Zhang Xiaoxi's appearance, and the other half of the face seemed to be frozen,

The woman's whole body in front of her froze in place and couldn't move, half of Zhang Xiaoxi's face, Chu Chu's pitiful eyes looked at Lin Ping, and there seemed to be tears falling from her watery eyes, which made Lin Ping feel very sad in her heart, and couldn't help but want to step forward and wipe away the tears from the corners of Zhang Xiaoxi's eyes.

But his body couldn't move, and he seemed to have only one pair of eyes in this dream.

"Boy, we're meeting again."

The voice coming from behind him was familiar, like Daoist Situ.

The scene of the dream collapsed again, and Lin Ping's gaze seemed to be detached from his previous position, and two pairs of eyes appeared, one saw the nightmare from before, and the other looked down on all this from the perspective of God.

Lin Ping "looked" at himself and froze in place, and two people walked behind him, it was Situ Daochang and Huang Zhiqian, and the two of them were smiling happily.

"What are you?" It was not Lin Ping who froze in place who spoke, but Lin Ping from God's perspective.

Daoist Situ raised his head and looked at the sky, and Lin Ping, who was in the perspective of God, seemed to be looking at Daoist Situ.

"Tut-tut" The Taoist priest shook his head: "This kid is not simple, it seems that he has really opened the eye of heaven, which is rare." ”

"Hey, how did you two get to my dream?" Lin Ping was strange, this nightmare had been done countless times, and there had never been a third person.

"Hey, boy, do you believe in ghosts?" Huang Zhiqian also looked up at Lin Ping and asked.

"Of course I don't believe it, it's a scientific society now, is it harmonious?" When ghosts are mentioned inexplicably, don't you know that "after the founding of the People's Republic of China, you are not allowed to become a spirit"?

Huang Zhiqian and Daoist Situ glanced at each other, laughed, pointed to Lin Ping and the woman who were frozen in place, and said, "They are ghosts." ”