Day and night tour

Chapter 128: Killing Dreams with Dreams
The man thought that his wife disappeared while he was in the toilet.

But in fact, the man had been knocked unconscious by the little kidnapper in the hospital while he was waiting outside the toilet.

When he woke up, his wife had been tricked by Du Kaili into going to the psychiatric clinic...

"It's okay. Shande Hospital is one of the largest hospitals in Mingjiang Prefecture. Your wife won't be lost."

Du Kaili comforted the man.

"Thank you. I'll go look for another clinic." The man wiped the sweat off his head and thanked Du Kaili...

The family members and the murderer formed a harmonious picture, which made Zhou Xuan feel inexplicably angry.

Du Kaili, who has a good appearance, appeared in front of the family of her "prey" with a caring attitude.

How could such a person survive until now?!
Zhou Xuan already knew the injustice of "Wuyan". What was the injustice? They were just like most people. They lived a comfortable life with a family and a career. They lived well and did not provoke anyone.
However, he was regarded as "prey" by people like Du Kaili, his body was regarded as "goods" by kidnappers, his eyes were used by Du Kaili to refine his body, and finally the eye that lost its spiritual power was locked in a safe.

The eyes that were originally used to see the "world" and "light" were locked in a dark cabinet.
Moreover, their families don’t even know how they died. They just think they were lost or disappeared for no reason.

All this is thanks to Guaizi and Du Kaili.

It’s unfair, very unfair!

After experiencing the events in the psychiatric clinic, Zhou Xuan had a deeper understanding of the kidnappers.

Miss Han, who was "hunted" by Du Kaili, said that she could smell a strange odor when she entered the ward.

I think Miss Han is someone who has a higher perception than ordinary people, but she doesn't go to the underworld to worship gods.

Her skin, flesh, tendons and bones are full of rich spirituality.

This type of people will always encounter strange things, such as seeing, hearing, and smelling images, sounds, and smells that ordinary people cannot perceive.

They thought they were sick, and either came to the hospital on their own, or were deceived by the kidnappers' disciples scattered throughout the state capital and came to the hospital... and then became "goods".

"If my sister and master hadn't been protecting me, I would have been treated as a commodity, and a top-notch one at that."

Thinking of this,

Zhou Xuan once again stared at Du Kaili in the crack of time and space, and chanted a low but powerful curse: "How can a person like you not die?"

……

After walking out of the space-time crack, Zhou Xuan returned to the bench.

"Is your madness better?" Lu Mingkun asked.

"Just now, my blood-well madness came on, and I saw some scenes." Zhou Xuan said to Lu Mingkun: "Du Kaili, it was a wet dream!"

For a while, Lu Mingkun didn't speak. He leaned back on the bench, put his hands on his head, and closed his eyes to rest.

Zhou Xuan was also rubbing his face with both hands because of his mixed emotions. He felt sad for the psychic being treated as a "commodity", and he also had a natural hatred for cruel people. He also felt sympathy for the dozens of "Miss Han" who died.
Several emotions merged into just one thought in his mind - to kill Du Kaili.

At this time, Lu Mingkun had his eyes closed and his expression was calm, but beneath his calmness, he was hiding an intense feeling of excitement.

Having worked as a secret doorman for many years, he had to admit that the years of living on the edge of a knife had changed his life, habits, and even preferences.

The first time he killed someone, he felt sick and wanted to vomit, and was in a very gloomy mood for several days.

But later, he began to be obsessed with the feeling of blood spurting out of his overturned flesh.

Like a blood-red spring.

He was even more fascinated by the scenes of fighting life and death with masters. Every move he made was walking on the edge of life and death. Often at this time, time went extremely slowly in his eyes. Even when the knife was about to pierce the opponent's body, there would be an illusion that time had stopped, as if the world had become eternal at that moment.

Will the four incense sticks of the crutches allow him to experience this feeling again?
"Today will be lived to the fullest."

Lu Mingkun slowly opened his eyes, tilted his head and looked at the pharmacy.

……

"Duh, duh, duh!"

The unique footsteps of the beggar echoed in Zhou Xuan's ears, and she saw a beautiful woman walking at the end of the corridor.

She had willow-shaped eyebrows, a wide black cloth skirt, and a fashionable stand-up collar and slanted collar top with horizontal and vertical stripes printed on it. It had three-quarter sleeves and a silver hairpin flower on the slanted collar.

Everywhere is filled with sunshine and vitality.

"Du Kaili is here." Zhou Xuan said to Lu Mingkun, "I will pretend to be a patient. Brother, you wait outside until..."

He was talking about the battle strategy later.
Lü Mingkun listened carefully...

……

Du Kaili walked into the pharmacy, and the nurse walked into the room and said to her: "Doctor Du, there are two old patients who have been waiting for you outside for a long time."

"Please let them in." Du Kaili took a rag and gently wiped the cigarette ash and stains on the table, complaining: "Doctor Liu is really something. He smokes as soon as he gets to work and doesn't even like to clean up..."

The nurse went to the door and found that Zhou Xuan was the only one left on the bench: "Where is your companion?"

"Oh, he left early for some reason, so I'm the only one seeing the doctor."

"Come in." The nurse took Zhou Xuan into the room.

Inside the room, Du Kaili glanced at Zhou Xuan. She had been a little lax when she heard the nurse say they were two old patients.

The spiritual energy of the "goods" diminishes with age. Except for a few elderly people, most of them do not meet the kidnapper's requirements for "goods".

But the moment she saw Zhou Xuan, her eyes suddenly lit up.

"I've never seen such clear eyes." Du Kaili was shocked. How to describe Zhou Xuan's eyes? Like a piece of amber nourished in spring water.

“What a brilliant idea.”

Du Kaili smiled sweetly, brought a cup of tea to Zhou Xuan, handed it to him, and asked, "Old man, where do you feel uncomfortable?"

Zhou Xuan has a method to change his voice. Although he doesn't master many voices, he can still imitate an old voice without being exposed.

"Ears, I can often hear some very strange noises."

"For example?"

"It seemed like there were a lot of people, men, women, young and old, leaning over to whisper in my ear. I couldn't hear what they were saying clearly."

Du Kaili was overjoyed when she heard this.

That's it,

The more spiritual energy and perception a person has, the more sounds he can hear.

This patient cannot be handed over to the clinic. He is a work of art, a work of art from head to toe.

Du Kaili had already imagined taking Zhou Xuan all for herself. Although this violated the rules of the hall, the rules varied from person to person.

She was one of the most skilled practitioners in the hall. If she embezzled some of the money occasionally, no one would dare to cause trouble for her, and the hall master would have to turn a blind eye.

"Oh, old man, are you mentally traumatized?"

It’s the same rhetoric again.

Zhou Xuan smiled and said, "My daughter went crazy a while ago, which was a big blow to me."

"Let's go to the psychiatric clinic. I'll give you a thorough diagnosis..."

Du Kaili took a notebook and a pen and took Zhou Xuan to the clinic.

During the process of passing through, the obsession "Eyeless" drilled into Zhou Xuan's left arm. They wanted to witness the death of this doctor with their own eyes!
In the clinic, Du Kaili pointed at the small bed and motioned Zhou Xuan to lie down on it.

"Uncle, this is a Western therapy called hypnosis. It was introduced to Jing Country not long ago, and many people regard it as a sorcery."

"Can you heal my ears?"

"Yes, just listen to me."

Du Kaili's voice became softer and softer. This is how you treat your prey. The closer you get, the more patient you have to be.

She closed the door, took out a flashlight, and said to Zhou Xuan: "I will shine the flashlight into your eyes later, please control yourself and don't close your eyes."

"Ok!"

Zhou Xuan lay down with his eyes wide open, suppressing the urge to take action.

From the time he entered the door until now, he had several opportunities to take action, but he ignored them all. He wanted to wait for Du Kaili to start her "spring dream".

In the past events in the gaps of time, Zhou Xuan discovered that the technique of spring dream is somewhat similar to the storyteller's dream, but it is completely different. Dream is to create a daydream.
However, the dream of "erotic dream" is in the consciousness of the "patient", which is somewhat similar to the storyteller's method of eight incense sticks - entering a dream through a dream.

But Zhou Xuan still hasn't mastered the incense stick technique. He wants to see if he can comprehend this technique in his "spring dream".

The strong light from the flashlight made Zhou Xuan's pupils shrink, and Du Kaili's soft, chant-like language made him mentally tired.

When Du Kaili's right pupil dilated - a single large pupil, it dispersed into densely packed black dots.

Zhou Xuan fell into a dream.

He was not afraid of falling asleep, because there was Buddha nature in his body. Even the whispers in the blood well could not control his mind, let alone Du Kaili's erotic dream.

However, the biggest difficulty he has in experiencing wet dreams now is that as soon as he falls into the dream, he in the secret realm will naturally do the actions of a deer drinking water or a tiger descending the mountain. As soon as the actions appear, he clearly feels that the wet dream is waking up.

"Don't move, let me feel it."

Zhou Xuan gave orders to himself.

Finally, he fell into a comfortable dream, and he felt a strange perception invading his consciousness.

He took the initiative to control his consciousness, opened a channel, and released his perception.

"You fell asleep and had a dream. In the dream, a woman appeared. She was the white moonlight in your life, showing you her charm without reservation..."

Du Kaili's guiding words became a voice, intertwined with perception, and traveled through Zhou Xuan's consciousness. As it traveled, the voice tried to awaken the fragments of Zhou Xuan's consciousness, striving to weave the dream conceived by Du Kaili.

"So this is the method of spring dreams."

Zhou Xuanming realized the essence of "Spring Dream".

It is not about creating a daydream, but about sending perception into the other person's consciousness, forming a breeding ground for creating dreams.

Then send the guiding words into the perception, awaken the other person's consciousness to create a corresponding dream.

"I don't know if it's possible to create a dream by dreaming into a dream in this way."

When Zhou Xuan thought of this, he made a Buddhist meditation hand seal in the secret realm, blocking the voice of Du Kaili in his consciousness, and then made the movements of a deer drinking water and a tiger descending the mountain.

His consciousness was completely clear, and at the same time, it trapped Du Kaili's poor perception.

Du Kaili felt for no reason that her perception was blocked. She wanted to close her eyes and retract her perception, but her body had already lost control.

Zhou Xuan opened his eyes and stared at Du Kaili: "Doctor Chunmeng, your dream is not very brilliant."

(End of this chapter)