Han Feng After thinking about it, I realized that there was nothing special about me when I was a child, and my memory was a little fuzzy.
He scratched his head, a little embarrassed Underground Passage: "I... I was still young at that time. Besides, it's been so long, how can I still remember it so clearly?"
Su Qiao I am really speechless.
My memory is messy and unclear. Not only can I not find it, but I can also automatically make excuses. It is really admirable.
She really couldn't bear it anymore.
"Idiot, you have been hypnotized."
"You don't have that name at all, and you are not a farmer. You are the son of a pig-killer. These memories in your mind are all false. Someone deliberately instilled them into you. Do you understand?"
Hypnosis?
Han Feng was a little dumbfounded.
"I don't understand, how can my memory be fake?"
"My mind is not broken, how could it be fake?"
Su Qiao looked at him with determination. "I don't know if your brain is broken or not, but your memory has been tampered with. I can give you 100% guarantee on this."
Han Feng was finally shaken, but he still didn't believe that the memories in his mind were false.
It's obviously so true.
"You're not a doctor, how can you be so sure?"
"Don't believe it?"
Su Qiao thought for a while.
"Later, I'll make you believe it."
By the time the group of them got off Stone Mountain and reached the valley between the two mountains, it was almost dark.
Fortunately, Mo Jin made a fire with bamboo tubes and cattails the night before, so there was no need to make a temporary fire.
This was their second night in the forest.
Fortunately, they once again found a small stream that kept them from dying of thirst, but unfortunately, they still didn't figure out where they were.
After a hard day's hiking, everyone's spirits were not as good as yesterday. They looked tired and were quite silent.
Wang Yanqiu originally wanted to instruct Han Feng to wash the fruits for her, but after taking a look at Su Qiao, he shut his mouth and turned around to go to the river.
Su Qiao took Han Feng to the edge of the forest, and quickly picked up a large bundle of dry branches and came back. Then, he took him to the river to wash his hands and face.
Ever since Su Qiao said there was something wrong with his memory, Han Feng had been in a trance and confused along the way.
He has been thinking about his experiences from childhood to adulthood, but the more he thinks about it, the more strange he feels. Many things cannot withstand careful scrutiny.
"Don't be stunned, come with me."
After washing her hands and face, Su Qiao pulled the man who was still dazed uneasily and motioned for him to follow her upstream of the river.
Han Feng blinked, came back to his senses, and responded blankly, "Oh."
The two of them went one after the other and soon reached a place a little further upstream.
By the stream, Wang Yanqiu had taken off his sweater and was wearing only a white vest. He was squatting by the water, lapping his arms with the cool stream water.
Han Feng was stunned, stopped, and turned around.
Su Qiao glanced at him, walked lightly towards Wang Yanqiu, and grabbed her chin before she could recover.
Wang Yanqiu was scared to death, but could not speak. He could only make vague protests of anger and fear.
Su Qiao ignored her at all. He touched the back of her neck gently and lightly, then pricked a few needles on some special acupuncture points on her body, hypnotizing her while she was dizzy.
Su Qiao uses Meridian Acupoint Hypnosis Method, which extends from Ancient Times to the present.
Hearing the sound, Han Feng slowly turned his head curiously.
Seeing Wang Yanqiu in Su Qiao's hand, he was like a rag doll, his eyes were dazed and he was nodding his head, and his jaw almost dropped to the ground in shock.
Until Su Qiao pulled him away, he was still looking back at the woman with dull eyes by the stream.