Chapter 1102: Thriller Hypnosis (2)
"Hypnosis reminds a person of things that the main consciousness has forgotten, and I think maybe it can dig up some clues. ( .visit:. 。 Find out what that thing really is. I explained.
"I don't agree." Uncle shook his head: "This thing is unreliable, maybe it will hurt your body." ”
"How is it possible, you've watched too many horror movies. Hypnosis has absolutely no effect on the body. I laughed.
"Anyway, I don't agree." Uncle is inexplicably stubborn.
"Dad!" Ni Niandie interrupted her father: "I agree." ”
"But."
"Dad, is it fun to run away all the way? I'm tired of it, I imagine going to college, studying, working, and falling in love like normal people. What do we have left in our lives now besides being alive? Really tired, very tired! Ni Niandie interrupted her father's words again and turned her head to look into my eyes: "No matter what, as long as there is a little hope, I will try." And I believe in Sayo, and I believe that he will never harm me! ”
The uncle was dumbfounded, bowed his head and didn't snort again.
The hypnosis took place in the small living room of the RV, and I asked my uncle to park the car on the side of the road and try to be as quiet as possible. then made a video call and asked Ni Niandie to hold the phone and look at the screen.
I also know that hypnotist, acquaintance, and his ability is really good. Hypnosis is not as magical as in the movie, but in some specific cases, it can be regarded as a cheating artifact. For example, the deep outpouring of the apparent and inner consciousness, and the recovery of memories that one thought had long been forgotten.
Under the guidance of the hypnotist on the other end of the phone, Ni Niandie quickly entered a half-asleep state. I gently set my phone aside and turned the speaker to the maximum. The hypnotist took him back to September 13, eight years ago.
"That thing broke in, and our family escaped." Ni Niandie gently recounted the memories she saw. The situation described is still not indicative.
So I motioned for the hypnotist to move the time to the 12th and before.
"On the 11th, my father went out very early. When I came back, I brought a pair of old paintings. It is said that it was painted by celebrities in the Tang Dynasty, and the ancient painting used a 'Mao' pen to draw a country road roughly, which looks very charming, as if it can attract people into it. Ni Niandie said.
I sat up suddenly, ancient paintings? Could it be that the painting is the root? There is a road on the top of the painting, doesn't it have a connection with the reason why we keep running on the road? I was a little excited, and motioned to the hypnotist to focus on Ni Niandie's description of the painting.
"That picture, that picture, is beautiful. It was my dad who came back from the antique shop. On the 13th, he threw the ancient painting on the back mountain. Ni Niandie never mentioned that this kind of thing happened on the 13th, and her memory of the 13th seems to be a little tattered, and there are even some contradictions left and right.
I frowned and asked the hypnotist to mention the 13th in a different way. Ni Niandie's memories actually changed again, and she no longer mentioned ancient paintings at all, even if she asked, she only got a short answer of 'that thing broke in, and our family escaped'. It was as if something had shattered her memory on the 13th, leaving her only to remember that they had escaped. And the memories of the ancient paintings were all lost on the 13th.
There must be something wrong with that ancient painting!
Hypnosis jumped between the 11th and 13th repeatedly, and all the memories in the 12th were blank. It is this blank space that sandwiches the memory in the 'chaotic' environment before and after. The ancient painting appeared on the 11th, and when I asked, I learned that the father of the 13**** had lost the ancient painting. However, when asked about the situation on the 13th alone, Ni Niandie didn't mention the ancient paintings at all, and she couldn't ask anything. This really surprised me.
Can human memories be so 'messy'?
After seeing Ni Niandie's face gradually distorted due to in-depth questioning, I decisively ended this hypnosis. The girl's rapid breathing calmed down, and the person fell into a deep sleep.
I picked up my phone and saw the hypnotist on the other side of the video smiling bitterly, and I also smiled bitterly: "What's the matter with her?" ”
"I don't know, I've never been in this situation." The world's top hypnotist shook her head hesitantly: "However, it is estimated that she may have been greatly hit, and she 'messed up' with that memory, and even resisted the existence of that memory from the physiological to the subconscious." ”
"That is, your hypnotism has also failed?" I asked.
"I'm so sorry." The hypnotist said regretfully: "That 'girl' child has a strong willpower, and I can't do anything about it." ”
"It's okay, anyway, I got the purpose." With that, I turned off the phone. Yes, that ancient painting, how do you sound suspicious.
Slowly walked up to his uncle, who was 'smoking' his cigarette with his head down. I asked, "Do you remember the old painting you bought eight years ago?" ”
"There's such a thing!" He nodded.
"Then, why did you throw it away after two days?" I continued to ask.
The uncle's cigarette stagnated in his hand and did not 'smoke' any further. He reminisced hard for a while, and then his face was full of surprise: "I, I don't remember." ”
"Don't remember?" I narrowed my eyes.
He scratched his head and recalled again, still finding nothing: "I really don't remember." ”
There are quirks. I didn't ask any more questions, but sat back on the couch, and gradually had a plan in mind. Ni Niandie woke up after an hour, she stretched her waist, and her face was refreshing: "I haven't slept so comfortably for a long time." ”
"Hey, there's something I want you to say yes to." I looked at her sleeping face and announced the theme directly: "Let's go back, back to the home from which you have fled for eight years." ”
Her refreshing face collapsed in an instant, and she asked coldly, "Why?" ”
"Remember the old paintings your dad bought eight years ago? I think the root cause is in it, and if we destroy it, maybe this thing will end. Your family can get back to normal, too! "I seduced her.
"But I remember my dad had already thrown it away."
"You should be able to find that your villa is located in the middle of nowhere, and it has not been developed in the past eight years. The discarded location is again the back mountain, and it is certainly not difficult to find. I blinked.
"Don't!" She looked at my face, then looked away and shook her head in stark terms.
"Why, can't you take a gamble? You just said righteously that there is nothing left in your life now except to live. If ancient paintings are really the beginning of everything, then you still have the opportunity to live a happy life. "I was surprised by her refusal.
"Don't just don't." She shook her head vigorously, her face was about to cry out in frustration: "Don't! No! No! ”
She screamed like a foolish child.
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