"Well, after more than ten years of inactivity, my adoptive father is back again. He seems to be very old and not that vicious. But he always chats with me in his dreams, which is quite annoying." Du Laoxie sighed.
People are dead, how can they come back? Ye Ducking doesn't want to listen to his nonsense anymore, and hints, "Mr. Du, if you want to get rid of pain, don't be obsessed with self-made fantasies. More importantly, you must be on time.
take medicine."
"I have been taking medicine, otherwise, how could I talk to you so calmly."
In the surveillance video, all you can see is Du Laoxie's back. You can hear his voice, but you can't see his eyes or expression. He can only hear him continue: "Dr. Ye, I really need your help. I'm not in a good state of mind."
Okay, I can’t answer all your questions clearly. Why don’t you take a look at my paintings, which are all expressions of my true wishes at that time. Maybe you can help me find a complete cure."
"Okay, you can send me a few pictures."
Ye Duckweed calmly agreed, but in Ding Fan's view, Ye Duckweed in the video was a little abnormal, and his eyes seemed to be staring at Du Laoxie's slightly raised hand.
There must be something in his hand, perhaps a talisman that affects people's spirits.
"I brought it!"
As he spoke, Du Laoxie opened the bag, took out the small-hole internal viewing device, placed it gently on the table, and pressed the start button.
Ye Duckweed brought her eyes closer to take a look. The process lasted about a minute. When she moved away, she rubbed her eyes vigorously and felt uncomfortable. She took out a piece of mint chewing gum from under the table and put it in her mouth to refresh herself.
Obviously, Ye Duckweed was tricked at this time. Du Laoxie's method made people concentrate when looking at his so-called paintings, and they were easily affected by the runes on them.
This is a very innovative inducement method. No wonder Du Laoxie did not pursue the rice field painting again. Of course, it was also because with his ability, he could not match Lin Yu's fate, so he had to admit defeat.
This time, it was Ye Duckweed who pressed the pause button. After taking a deep breath, he rubbed his face again, but still didn't feel good, so he got up and went to the refrigerator to get a bottle of ice drink and drank half of it in one go.
"He laid all the groundwork just to arouse my interest in how he describes the dream. But I actually watched it. Curiosity killed the cat!" Ye Duckweed said angrily.
"Sister Ye, besides the rice field, what other paintings have you seen?" Ding Fan asked.
"I can't remember clearly, but there must be a portrait of Chenxing in my dream. I actually forgot about it before." Ye Ducking hit her head. The psychiatrist was plotted by the patient, which made her feel embarrassed and even ashamed.
Ye Duckweed has long recalled the method of being tricked. The above video is of little value, just listening to the nonsense of a mental patient for a while.
The Tiandi Chamber of Commerce should not fight for the computer with Ding Fan because of this, or even fight. There is still a long video to watch, and it should be the next content that they don't want to leak.
"Xiao Fan, I still can't figure it out. Why did this person create a nightmare for me? Is it those two paintings?" Ye Fuling asked.
"There are mysteries in the painting that disturb your spirit. Strictly speaking, it invades your spirit. I think when he raised his hand slightly, you were already in a semi-hypnotic state." Ding Fan said.
"He actually hypnotized me. Isn't he a mental patient?" Ye Fuling's confidence in her profession was hit hard by ten thousand points in an instant.
"No, he is a mental patient. He is just very evil. Don't analyze it from a rational and scientific perspective." Ding Fan said.
"But then, I hypnotized him again, which was simply incredible."
"It shows that Sister Ye is more capable than him." Wu Yahuan said.
"Let's watch the video!" Ding Fan urged.
Steady, Ye Duckweed pressed the button to continue playing. She in the video leaned forward slightly and asked: "Mr. Du, do you accept hypnotherapy?"
"Okay!" Du Laoxie readily agreed.
"Please lie down on the sofa and relax your body," Ye Duckweed said.
Du Laoxie was lying on the sofa obediently. This time he could see his face clearly, with a trace of pride hanging on the corner of his mouth.
This is obvious, not even a psychiatrist can see it. Du Laoxie must have thought that Ye Duckweed was in a state of hypnosis by him, and felt that being hypnotized by a hypnotist was a very interesting thing, enough to make him laugh.
a few days.
Ye Duckweed took a pendulum pendant, swayed it rhythmically in front of Du Laoxie, and said: "Relax your mind, relax your body, close your eyes gently, you are entering a beautiful world now...
…”
Du Laoxie's eyelids slowly closed and remained motionless, as if he really fell asleep!
"Sister Ye, he was careless and was really hypnotized by you." Ding Fan patted his thigh and said excitedly.
"However, I can't remember the whole process of hypnosis clearly. After he left, he seemed to have a headache. He got off work early and didn't look back at the video." Ye Fuling confessed.
At this time, Ye Duckweed on the video screen asked softly: "Mr. Du, can you recall what your parents look like?"
"Yes, but I don't want to remember that when I was a child, I didn't want to work. I liked carving small objects and painting, so they always beat me, hard. Finally, I set a fire while they were sleeping.
, they all ascended to heaven." Du Laoxie's tone was cold.
Du Laoxie's parents died in the fire. This time the story matched. Ye Ducking asked in surprise: "Did you kill your parents?"
"They all deserve to die. I am free. In fact, this is all arranged by Master. If they don't die, how can I become a land immortal?" Du Laoxie said with his eyes closed, without any regrets.
"Your master, who is he?"
"He is a god with vast supernatural powers and boundless magic power. I met him when I went to the mountains to play. He lives in an underground spring for thousands of years. His palace is extremely luxurious and has everything you need. He has the most impartial and selfless heart. He has lived for thousands of years.
He loves me very much and supports me in art." Du Laoxie said.
To the psychiatrist, these words were purely delusional and worthless. Gods and palaces were all products of fantasy. It was precisely for this reason that Ye Ducking ignored the statement that he had killed his parents and did not choose to call the police.
But Ding Fan didn't think so. Du Laoxie's so-called master must be the yellow demon living on Dongqing Mountain.
Keywords, the specific location of the Yellow Demon’s lair, the underground spring!
"You are indeed very talented in art, and your paintings are particularly delicate and lifelike." Ye Ducking said sincerely.
"Haha, the best canvas is human skin. The material is difficult to get, but with the master, I can get some." Du Laoxie laughed out loud.
Wu Yahuan couldn't help but subconsciously touched his arm, goosebumps arose on his skin. Du Laoxie was so evil. He actually took it as a pleasure to steal corpses, skin them and paint them.