Chapter 960 If I don’t go to hell, who will go to hell?
Enlightenment is the trump card for Nian Hua.
This trick is specially used to awaken people who have knots in their hearts. It can not only make the patient feel enlightened, but also pull people out of their inner demons.
After Nian Hua and Su Xi'er hit it off, he passed this trick on to Su Xi'er.
While Ye Fan was unconscious, Su Xier never took action, fearing that her lack of moral integrity would cause Ye Fan to be harmed by the diagnosis and treatment.
But now Sun Shengshou and the others are helpless. She also heard about Ye Fan's unbearable childhood, so she wanted to try to use enlightenment.
Su Xi'er felt that even if she couldn't crush Ye Fan's inner demons, she could still resolve a lot of his struggles.
At least, this move has both advantages and disadvantages.
Song Hongyan and the others were very happy to hear that Su Xier had a way to wake up Ye Fan.
Moreover, these days, everyone in Jin Zhilin has also seen how powerful Su Xier is, so after a few consultations, Su Xier was allowed to treat Ye Fan.
In order not to affect Su Xier's medical treatment, Jin Zhilin and others even vacated the backyard so that Su Xier could quietly perform the enlightenment.
As dusk approached, Su Xier was well prepared and walked into Mark's room with her red lips pursed...
Soon, she stood in front of Mark, looking at his distorted face, feeling very sorry for him.
Then she quickly regained her composure.
Su Xi'er first poured concoction into Ye Fan to give him the energy to fight against his inner demons, and then lit the tranquilizing sandalwood.
After the sandalwood calmed down Ye Fan's emotions, Su Xier stretched out her right hand and gently placed it on Ye Fan's forehead.
She gathered her energy and spirit, muttered words, and slowly released what Nian Hua had taught her...
"Get out of our Qian family. We have a son now and we don't need you to pass on the incense."
"That's right, I really regret buying you for 50,000 yuan. I suffered a big loss. No, we have to make a profit back."
"I'll go to the orphanage in the afternoon. You have to go if you want to, or if you don't go, you have to go. The Qian family won't support you anymore. Don't cry in front of us."
"Little bald man, the dean said that if you break his wine, he will hang you with a rope for a day."
"Run quickly, those people are going to break your hands and feet and sell them to beg in the south."
"This is our territory. If you come here to serve dishes, I will beat you to death..."
Countless times I woke up from a coma, and countless times fell into a deeper coma.
Thoughts one after another kept appearing in Ye Fan's mind, and then sank again, clinging to his mind like silt.
Ye Fan tried hard to crawl out and avoid those scenes, but the cruel memories trapped him mercilessly.
He struggled with all his strength, but it only made himself more painful. The images he could remember before he was six years old impacted his mind one after another.
Suddenly, Ye Fan's memory flashed with the light of a knife, which was sharp and vicious, and struck hard towards his neck.
He did not remember experiencing this memory, but still shouted sadly:
"don't want--"
It was a roar filled with despair and overwhelming hatred.
In this roar, there is also an unyielding resistance and the idea of endless killing.
Then, Ye Fan saw Nangong Xiong, Jiang Shihao, Miyamoto, Miao Jinge and the eighth ancestor of the Miao family.
He saw everyone who wanted him dead.
"Kill, kill, kill!"
Ye Fan's painful memories began to be replaced by killing: "Kill them!"
A ferocious cry rose from the depths of his heart, howling and roaring.
The overwhelming hatred made Ye Fan feel like his whole body was about to explode.
After experiencing the ups and downs as a child and being bullied by others, when he grew up, Ye Fan just wanted to live a simple and stable life.
But no matter how hard he swallowed his anger, troubles came one after another, and his crises never stopped.
Not only did he narrowly escape death many times, but Tang Ruoxue, Song Hongyan and his parents were also implicated by him again and again.
Ye Fan's bottom line was repeatedly provoked, and he felt that he couldn't bear it anymore, and he didn't want himself or the people around him to be hurt.
So he wants to kill all his enemies and all the people who want him dead.
"Whoosh——"
Just when Ye Fan's face was distorted with murderous intent, his hot forehead felt a hint of coolness.
There was also a morning bell in his ears, faintly singing Zen, competing with the violent emotions in Ye Fan's heart.
At the same time, a powerful spiritual power was injected into Ye Fan's body.
"Bodhisattva, according to Prajna Paramita, has no worries in his heart."
"There are no worries, no fears, stay away from upside-down dreams, and finally reach nirvana..."
With the infusion of spiritual power from Buddhist scriptures, Ye Fan's breathing gradually stabilized.
But this recovery of consciousness made the pain Ye Fan endured more vivid and clear, and made it more unbearable, like being in an oven.
He wanted to vent, to let out all his pain and anger.
At this moment, Ye Fan was like a volcano about to erupt.
Seeing Ye Fan's mood improve, Su Xi'er's pretty face showed a hint of surprise.
She continued to gather her energy and energy, continued to relieve Ye Fan's pain, and softly recited scriptures in her mouth, hoping to make Ye Fan wake up soon.
"Not on this shore, not on the other shore, not in the middle of the stream, where are you?"
"No mind of the past, no mind of the future, no mind of the present, return to your true colors!"
Not long after, Su Xi'er suddenly felt that Mark's breathing had not only slowed down, but his mood had also begun to stabilize. She opened her eyes.
Su Xi'er clearly saw that the painful expression completely disappeared from Ye Fan's face, but was replaced by emptiness and heat.
It was boiling hot to the core.
Su Xi'er whispered: "Ye Fan!"
It was okay if she didn't yell. When she yelled, Ye Fan grabbed her hand and suddenly sat up, blowing out a hot breath from his nose.
Before Su Xier could react, Ye Fan roughly pulled her over.
Seeing Mark's emotionless face and warm chest, Su Xier couldn't help but tremble.
She wanted to struggle but found she couldn't resist.
Ye Fan held her tightly in his arms.
"Ye Fan...Ye Fan, what are you going to do?"
Facing the sudden change, Su Xi'er froze first, and then struggled desperately.
It's just that her strength was not enough, and she was able to firmly control Ye Fan after a few struggles.
Su Xi'er suddenly remembered that Nian Hua had reminded her that if the power of the Dahu initiation was insufficient, the patient would easily be harmed.
Because if the patient cannot wake up, he will let the anger in his heart finally vent.
This requires a little force to suppress the patient.
Su Xier was eager to save people, but she forgot about her own risks.
"Don't... Mark, don't do this!"
Pressed by Ye Fan's body, Su Xier felt like a mountain of stone was sealing her.
Ye Fan got closer to Su Xier's face.
"Ye Fan, I am Su Xi'er!"
Su Xi'er whispered, trying to remind Ye Fan, and at the same time patted Ye Fan's head with both hands.
"Ho--"
Ye Fan tilted his head slightly to avoid the woman's hands, and then pressed his forehead against Su Xi'er's neck...
