Chapter 12 Chapter Ten Hypnosis

I sat up immediately, antique?Is that painting the source? I'm confused, what happened?How long did you sleep by yourself?The red moon floated in the center of the sky, and the night should only be half over. The surrounding area was so quiet that I desperately opened my eyelids. The apse of Jiama Temple was very dark, and the location of the so-called Vajra Subduing Demon Formation was in the open space in front of the apse.Not far away, there is a row of hand-spinning prayer wheels. The golden gold inlaid on the surface of the prayer wheels is particularly dazzling in the red moon. My uncle was right beside me, he sat upright, only his eyeballs were moving.The eighteen monks in front of me were also awake, their eyes were open and they were turning stiffly, but they couldn't do anything.

My situation is as bad as theirs.Present yourself in a sleeping position with your head resting on your arms, and the viewing angle is poor.There is an icy breath in the air, and this icy feeling is colder than the air on the plateau, and it can even be called bone-piercing.The oppressive feeling increased little by little in the silent midnight. I rolled my eyes, unable to speak.In the center of the square, twenty-one people stood still, like living stone sculptures. Suddenly, the row of hand-spinning prayer wheels on the right side of the square began to rotate automatically without wind from the outer hall, and everyone felt their scalps tingling.Even if there is wind, the hand-spinning prayer wheel is not something that the wind can blow. How could it suddenly spin by itself?

After the first hand-spinning prayer wheel got up, followed by the second, and the third...something slowly approached us from a distance, and its movement drove the hand-spinning prayer wheel to turn, but everyone didn't even move. Can't move.Such a stark contrast made our hair stand on end, and our hearts sank to the bottom of the valley. It was clear to me that "that thing" had come. The hand-spinning prayer wheels turned from the right entrance to the left exit. It was very slow at first, and finally all the hand-spinning prayer wheels were spinning like crazy, making deafening noises.

We also regained our ability to move in this ugly, sound like it was about to break down. "There is a ghost!" The eighteen lamas in the square shouted loudly and fled in all directions crying. Ni Niandie quickly came to my uncle and me, and said in a deep voice, "That thing has come after it again, it seems that this Lama Temple can't handle it." Uncle smiled wryly, "Actually, I know very well, but I'm just afraid that what if it really works? After all, it's so amazing on the Internet." "Everyone, stop talking, look around, and run towards the camper whenever you get a chance."

I lowered my voice and looked at those messy lamas without blinking. The old lama, who was still superior just now, was so frightened that his face cramped. He took out a hand-cranked prayer wheel and twirled it while chanting.Suddenly, the hand-spinning prayer wheel closest to him stopped abruptly, and the huge hand-spinning prayer wheel was lifted up by an invisible force and hit the old lama hard. The old lama screamed and fell to the ground without making a sound. A few seconds later, all the hand-spinning prayer wheels on both sides of the square flew up under the drive of mysterious power, and smashed at the remaining lamas like playing a game of smashing gophers.Not long after, all the lamas died, and the square became quiet again.

From the bodies of those dead lamas, clouds of black smoke swept out gently, and finally condensed into a huge black mist, slowly enveloping us.This thing is very familiar, I have dealt with it for more than ten days. "It's now, run!" I yelled and ran away while it coalesced. Uncle and Ni Niandie followed me not to be outdone.After running wildly for a while, we came to the camper without any risk.Jump on it in horror, light the fire and embark on another aimless road horror trip. "What happened when I fell asleep just now?" My heart was beating wildly, and I was panting hard.

Uncle opened his eyes wide and found a random direction to drive. Ni Niandie answered me silently: "I don't know either. At the beginning I sat in the circle very bored, and the voice of the lama chanting sutras was unpleasant. After several hours, I was going to sleep, and suddenly felt There was a lot of pressure, and I couldn't move my hands and feet at all, and those lamas were the same as me, and then it became like that." She looked tired, she had been tossed by that thing for more than ten days, and she didn't have the energy to complain about others. Didn't get any constructive information, made me feel down, "Go to bed, you look tired."

"Ok." Ni Niandie did not refuse, she walked into her room.Her back is very gloomy, and she seems a little desperate. I secretly sighed, she was desperate, and soon, I am afraid that I, who is optimistic, will also become desperate.The mysterious power that hides in the unknown and teases us is really too difficult and tricky.So far, I can't find even a tiny bit of its tail. Turning on the phone, text messages from Li Nuoyi and Li Mengyue popped up on the screen as usual.I reported the current situation to them, and they could do nothing but comfort me constantly, and then test my position as usual.I still dare not tell them that the current situation can be said to be terrible, and I am not sure whether it will get worse after they find them.

In short, I have some vague guesses.Since that thing has been so active recently, and the biggest variable and change in the past ten days or so, is that there is an extra person in the convoy. Perhaps, it was really me that caused the mysterious force to create a commotion. But why?It's too hard to comprehend why it's making such a fuss because of me! "Hypnotize." The old man Yang Junfei sent a message. "But I won't." I replied.I know the principle of hypnotism very well, but I still don't know much about this highly technical method. "I have found a hypnotist, a trusted acquaintance."

The old man immediately sent a letter, "You use your mobile phone to turn on the video call, and he will hypnotize you remotely from the phone." "That's okay?" I hesitated. "Absolutely no problem, if you can't trust him, can't you trust me?" He replied carelessly. "But I just can't trust you." Ironically, I finally took his advice. On the fifteenth day when I ran away with Ni Niandie's family, I took advantage of the rest time and told them about this matter.After escaping from Shenma Temple, the journey of the car has been irregular. It seems that they can no longer find the key target, and they talk a lot less, and a low mood permeates the whole car.

"Hypnosis?" Uncle fell silent. "Hypnosis!" Ni Niandie blinked her big eyes, "It sounds interesting." "Hypnosis can remind a person of something that the main consciousness has forgotten. I think it may be possible to dig out some clues and find the true face of that thing." I'm explaining. "I disagree." Uncle shook his head, "This thing is unreliable, and it might hurt your body." "How is it possible? You've watched too many horror movies. Hypnosis will never affect your body." I laughed. "I don't agree anyway." Uncle was inexplicably stubborn. "Dad!" Ni Niandie interrupted her father, "I agree." "But……" "Dad, is the life of running away all the way interesting? I'm already tired of it. I want to go to college, study, work, and fall in love like a normal person. In the current life, what else do we have besides living? I'm really tired, very tired." tired!" Ni Niandie interrupted her father again, turned her head and looked into my eyes, "No matter what, as long as there is a little hope, I will try. And I believe in Xiao Ye, I believe that he will never harm me!" Uncle fell silent, bowed his head and said nothing. The place of hypnosis was in the small living room of the camper van. I asked my uncle to park the car on the side of the road and try to keep it as quiet as possible.Then I made a video call and asked Ni Niandie to watch the screen on my phone. I also know that hypnotist, an acquaintance, and his ability is really good.Hypnotism is not as magical as it is shown in the movies, but in some specific cases, it can also be regarded as a cheating artifact, such as the deep revealing of the surface consciousness and inner consciousness, and the retrieval of memories that one thought had been forgotten. Under the guidance of the hypnotist on the other end of the phone, Ni Niandie quickly fell into a half-asleep and half-awake state.I gently put the phone aside and crank up the speaker volume.During the question and answer period, the hypnotist brought it back to September 13th eight years ago. "That thing broke in and our family ran away." Ni Niandie gently recounted the memories she saw.The situation described is still of no reference value. So I signaled the hypnotist to adjust the time to the twelfth day and before. "Dad left early on the 11th. When he came back, he brought an ancient painting, which is said to be drawn by a famous person in the Tang Dynasty. The ancient painting used a brush to draw a country road in a rough way. It looks very charming. It seems like it can draw people in." Ni Niandie said so. I sat up immediately, ancient painting?Could it be that ancient painting is the source?There is a road on the painting, isn't this interestingly related to the reason why we keep running on the road?I was a little excited and signaled the hypnotist to focus on Ni Niandie's description of the painting. "That painting, that painting, is very beautiful. Dad bought it from an antique shop. On the thirteenth, he threw that ancient painting on the back mountain." Ni Niandie never mentioned that this kind of thing happened on the 13th day. Her memory of the 13th day seems to be incomplete, and there are even some contradictions. I frowned and asked the hypnotist to mention the situation on the thirteenth in another way.Ni Niandie's memories changed again, 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 smashed her memory on the thirteenth day, and she only remembered that they escaped.As for the memory of the ancient painting, all disappeared on the 13th. There must be something wrong with that ancient painting! The hypnosis repeatedly jumped between the eleventh day and the thirteenth day. All the memories of Ni Niandie during the twelfth day were blank, and it was this blank space that sandwiched the memory in the chaotic environment. The ancient painting appeared on the 11th, and following the questioning, she learned that her father had lost the ancient painting on the 13th.However, when asked about the situation on the thirteenth day alone, Ni Niandie didn't mention the ancient paintings at all, and couldn't ask anything.This really surprised me. Can human memory be so messed up? Seeing that Ni Niandie's face gradually distorted due to in-depth questioning, I decisively ended the hypnosis.Only then did the girl's rapid breathing calm down, and she fell into a deep sleep. I picked up the phone, saw the hypnotist on the other side of the video with a wry smile, and smiled wryly, "What's the matter with her?" "I don't know either, I've never encountered such a situation before." The world-class hypnotist shook his head hesitantly, "However, I think she may have suffered a great blow and messed up that memory by herself, and even resisted the existence of that memory from physiology to subconsciousness." "That is to say, your hypnotism has also failed?" I asked. "I'm so sorry." The hypnotist also said regretfully, "That girl's willpower is very strong, and I can't do anything about it." "It doesn't matter, anyway, I got my purpose." After finishing speaking, I turned off the phone.That's right, that ancient painting sounds suspicious no matter how it sounds. Slowly walked to the uncle's side, he was smoking a cigarette with his head sullen. I asked, "Do you still remember that ancient painting you bought eight years ago?" "There is such a thing!" He nods. "Then, why did you throw it away after two days?" I keep asking. Uncle's cigarette stagnated in his hand and he did not smoke any more.He recalled it hard for a while, and then he was surprised, "I, I don't remember." "Can not remember?" I squint my eyes. He scratched his head and recalled again, but still found nothing, "I really don't remember." There are oddities.I didn't ask any more questions, but sat back on the sofa, and gradually made a mental plan. Ni Niandie didn't wake up until an hour later, she stretched her waist, her face was refreshed, "It's been a long time since I slept so comfortably." "Hey, there is something I want you to agree to." I looked at her sleeping face and directly announced the theme, "Let's go back, to the home where you have escaped for eight years." His refreshing face collapsed in an instant, and he asked coldly, "Why?" "Do you still remember the ancient painting that your father bought back eight years ago? I think the root cause lies in it. If you destroy it, maybe this matter will end. Your family can also return to normal!" I seduce her. "But, I remember Dad throwing it away." "You should be able to find it. The location of your villa is very remote, and there has been no major development in the past eight years. The place where it was discarded is the back mountain, so it must not be difficult to find." I blink. "don't want!" She looked at my face, then deviated from her sight, and shook her head decisively. "Why, can't you just take a gamble? You said just now that there is nothing left in life now except living. 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. "No, just don't." She shook her head vigorously, with a frustrated face on the verge of crying, "Don't! Don't! Don't!" Her voice was like a naughty child. I sighed, "Give me a reason." "Isn't it great that we can continue to escape alive?" She summoned up the courage to look at me again, "You and I, for the rest of our lives, are fine. Do you hate me?" "It's not a question of hating or not, and how could I hate you." I tried to persuade her. "Then do you like me?"... I was dumbfounded, if I could really choose between the two in my relationship, I would have made a choice a long time ago. "you do not like me?" Her face suddenly became desperate. After eight years, she finally had people of her age who escaped, chatted and played with her. She thought she could go on like this forever, get married in the car, and grow old... Now the girl suddenly discovered that everything was her own wishful thinking . "Of course I do." I said dryly, if I really want to say that I don't like her, of course it's impossible.It's just that like and love are two different kingdoms. "Then stay with me forever." Her desperate look suddenly turned cloudy. "However, I don't want to live like this again." I became impatient with the child's questions and answers, and spit out word by word: "Do you think it's funny after eight years? Do you really want me to live this painful life with you forever?" Ni Niandie's voice fell silent, she looked at me dumbly, after a long, long time, finally said: "No." "Go back and take a gamble." "No." She still shook her head stubbornly. "Then how do you want to go back?" The girl stretched out her right little finger, "Pull the hook." "Hook?" I wondered what the hell she was trying to do. "Well, hook." She showed a pure smile, so beautiful that even the blue sky on the plateau was dumbfounded, "If everything is really over, you can't just leave, you can't dump me." "Row!" I nod. "You want to take me to Hong Kong Disneyland." "Can." "I still have to send it to Disney." "Ok." "Los Angeles Disney is going too." "no problem." I'm a little depressed. The Disneys all over the world are basically the same. Is it necessary to go to all of them? "Also, I'm going to take a look at the place where you went to university. There are also several famous schools in China, you have to walk around with me!" "Take you there." "And, and. I want to see your girlfriend." She blushed a little. "I didn't, really." "It's a lie, I don't believe it." Ni Niandie completely ignored my answer, "Anyway, I want to meet her, to see what a girl who is worthy of your twisted personality looks like. If she is not worthy of you, I have the qualifications to compete fairly. " What exactly is stuffed in this guy's head, where are there so many conditions?I didn't care, I agreed to all the treaties of humiliation and humiliation, and then I reached out and hooked her little finger. The girl's little finger is very small and thin, so small that people can't tell what it feels like.She giggled with bright eyes: "If you hang yourself on the hook, you can't change it for a hundred years. It's a puppy who is lying!" "Yes Yes Yes!" I said perfunctorily. Ni Niandie swept away his decadent appearance, and shouted loudly to his father: "Dad, turn the car around and put on the horsepower, let's go home!" Came home with my family and my last hopes and hopes.We're taking a gamble that I've taken and often won.This time, don't lose. The car entered Sichuan from Tibet at the fastest speed, and then headed towards the outskirts of Spring City.On the 21st day of fleeing together with Ni Niandie's family, we finally came back safe and sound.Along the way, that thing was surprisingly never seen again. Uncle left the ancient painting behind the mountain. As for the reason, he couldn't remember it at all.I think it may be that he discovered something, so he lost it, and the memory was also messed up by the mysterious power on the ancient painting. But he actually remembered the location of the lost painting clearly, it was next to a deserted road. This road belongs to the junction of the high-end villa area and the deep valley. The locals have already been relocated to a small town five kilometers away, so even after eight years, the surrounding scenery will not change much. We parked the car by the side of the road and told Ni Niandie not to turn it off, and then my uncle and I walked slowly towards the slope where the ancient paintings were discarded in his memory. The slope under the feet is not too steep, but the grass is a bit deep, covering the line of sight.Suddenly, the grass in the distance shook. I raised my hand, but I didn't feel the wind blowing, but the grass moved in a mess, and it didn't look like a small animal was walking through it. "That place is weird!" I pulled Father Rabbi. "Well, I feel as if I left the painting in that area." He rested his chin in thought. It was too late and then soon, Yaqi woke up with the familiar air around her. In the suburbs of Chuncheng in autumn, the temperature suddenly dropped by more than ten degrees, and I was shivering with cold in a thin coat.Vaguely, we were amazed to see something dark taking shape in the air on the swaying grass slope in broad daylight. "That thing came out again!" I yelled. Uncle's face was pale and he was at a loss, "Damn, what should we do? We can't outrun it on this grassy slope. It's over, it's dead." "Don't panic, although we all have the smell of Ni Niandie, but judging from the normality of the past twenty days, it seems to be more interested in me." The more critical it is, the more calm I can be, "I'll lure it away, and you take the opportunity to search that area to see if you can find the ancient painting." Before my uncle could reply, I had already fled in the opposite direction.My physical strength is considered inferior in the world of perverted Li Mengyue and old men, but compared to ordinary people, it is already considered very good.I'm struggling on the slopes, but I should be able to outrun that thing a little bit. Sure enough, the black mist chased me without hesitation, completely ignoring my uncle who was close at hand, which made me feel more at ease, and ran away in a panic all the way, and before I knew it, I ran back to the road. The physical strength is constantly being consumed. Since there is no influence of the grass, even if the physical strength is lost a lot, the speed is happier. After more than ten minutes of chasing and fleeing like this, I can faintly see the camper and the uncle standing around the camper. "Xiao Ye, it's bad, it's very bad. Somehow, I can't tear this painting off anyway." The ancient painting has been found, but my uncle's face is extremely ugly. "Throw it to me!" The black mist is getting closer and closer to me, and I don't have any extra energy to escape.Following my cry, my uncle raised his hand, and the scroll of the ancient painting showed a parabola falling into the trajectory of my progress, and I caught it with a slight raise of my hand. As he continued to escape, he unfolded the ancient painting, and the antique style of painting, as well as the shocking but very ordinary brush strokes in the painting, appeared in front of his eyes. This painting does not have the author's seal, and the source cannot be judged, but it definitely has everyone's demeanor, and I even feel that the whole person is almost attracted into the painting! I didn't have time to savor it carefully, and it was a pity that I tore it hard like this. The ancient painting, which was claimed to be indestructible no matter what, was actually split into two with the sound of "tearing". The process was so easy that I was at a loss. The black mist stopped suddenly, stayed in mid-air, and then rushed towards the camper as if struggling for death. Ni Niandie screamed and stepped on the gas pedal hard, but the car didn't move at all. It was as if the air polluted by black ink hit the camper van fiercely, and the three tons of heavy car body was quickly knocked down like paper paste. The place where it was in contact with the black mist was so decayed that the original appearance of the iron sheet could not be seen at all.The aunt and Ni Niandie in the camper were rolling and screaming. Then, at the last second when the black mist was about to touch Ni Niandie in the driver's seat, the situation turned around. The black mist, which was still strong just now, suddenly disappeared completely as if in the air, leaving no trace anymore!