134: Chapter 127: Cutting Dreams with a Dream 134: Chapter 127: Cutting Dreams with a Dream The man thought that his wife had just gone to the bathroom, but in reality, while he was waiting outside the washroom, he had been stunned by a kidnapper in the hospital.
When he regained consciousness, his wife had already been swindled away by Du Kaili into the Spirit Clinic…
“Don’t worry, Shande Hospital is one of the top hospitals in Mingjiang Prefecture, your wife won’t be lost.”
Du Kaili comforted the man.
“Thank you, I’ll go look in the other outpatient departnts.” The man wiped the sweat from his forehead and thanked Du Kaili…
The harmony between the relatives and the murderer invoked an inexplicable anger in Zhou Xuan.
Du Kaili, in her beautiful skin, appeared before the prey’s relatives in a caring manner,
How could such a person be living to this day?!
Zhou Xuan now knew the grievance of the “eyeless”, where their grievance lay—they lived comfortably like most people, with families and careers, living well, harmless to others,
but were turned into “prey” by people like Du Kaili, their bodies traded as “goods” by kidnappers, their eyes refined by Du Kaili into an external Dharma Body, and that eye devoid of Spiritual Energy, was even locked in a safe,
the eyes that were ant to see the “world”, “light”, were confined in a dark, sunless cabinet,
and moreover, their families didn’t even know how they died, only thinking they had gone missing or disappeared without cause.
All of this was thanks to the kidnappers and Du Kaili.
Such injustice!
After experiencing the past affairs of the Spirit Clinic, Zhou Xuan had a deeper understanding of the kidnapper’s “goods.”
Miss Han, hunted by Du Kaili, said she could sll a strange odor when she entered the ward.
Apparently, Miss Han belonged to those with superior Perception but hadn’t taken the path of worshiping gods in darkness.
Her skin, flesh, sinews, and bones were imbued with concentrated spirituality.
These kinds of people always encounter bizarre incidents, such as seeing, hearing, and slling images, sounds, and odors that ordinary people cannot perceive.
They thought they were sick, or they ca to the hospital themselves, or they were deceived by the disciples of kidnappers scattered around the State, and then they beca “goods.”
“If it wasn’t for my sister and my master protecting all along, I probably would have been turned into goods as well, and the highest quality at that.”
Thinking of this,
Zhou Xuan once again stared at Du Kaili through the crack in space-ti and silently but forcefully cursed, “How could soone like you not die?”
…
Exiting the space-ti rift, Zhou Xuan returned to the bench.
“Feeling any better from the madness?” Lv Mingkun asked.
“Just now, my Blood Well Madness acted up, and I saw so scenes.” Zhou Xuan told Lv Mingkun, “Du Kaili, she is Chun ng!”
For a mont, Lv Mingkun did not speak; he leaned back on the bench, cupping his head in his hands, entering a state of closed-eye rest.
Zhou Xuan, on the other hand, was rubbing his face with both hands, his emotions complex.
He felt a poignancy for the people with spiritual Perception being treated like “goods,” a natural disgust for the rcilessness of certain individuals, and also sympathy for how dozens of Miss Hans died,
a fusion of various emotions in his heart that lded into a single thought—to kill Du Kaili.
Lv Mingkun, now with his eyes closed, had a calm expression, but beneath that calmness, he harbored intense excitent.
Being a Hall Master for many years, he had to admit that the life on the knife edge had changed his life, habits, and even preferences.
The first ti he killed soone, he retched, wanting to vomit, and for several consecutive days, his mood was gloomy to the extre.
But after that, he began to be fascinated by the sensation of blood spraying from overturned flesh,
like a crimson spring.
He was even more fascinated by the fights to the death with masters, every move made on the edge of life and death, and often at such tis, ti seed to slow down incredibly in his eyes, to the point where, just as the knife was about to pierce the opponent’s body, ti seed to stand still, as if the world, at that mont, beca eternal.
The Dark Door’s kidnapper would make him relive this feeling, wouldn’t they?
“Today will be a fulfilling day.”
Lv Mingkun slowly opened his eyes, tilting his head to look at the pharmacy.
…
“Da, da, da!”
The unique footsteps of a kidnapper echoed in Zhou Xuan’s ears, and she saw at the end of the corridor a beautiful woman walking.
She had willow-leaf eyebrows and a black wide cloth skirt.
Her top was a fashionable upright collar slanted placket blouse with a pattern of horizontal and vertical stripes, three-quarter sleeves, and a silver hairpin flower pinned on the slanted placket,
radiating sunny vigor.
“Du Kaili is here.” Zhou Xuan said to Lv Mingkun, “I’ll pretend to be a patient later, and you wait outside, until…”
He was discussing the strategy for the operation,
with Lv Mingkun listening attentively…
…
Du Kaili walked into the pharmacy, and a nurse entered the room and said to her, “Dr.
Du, there are two old patients who have been waiting outside for a long ti.”
“Please let them in.” Du Kaili took a cloth, gently wiped the cigarette ashes and stains off the table, complaining, “Dr.
Liu really is, smoking as soon as he arrives for work and doesn’t like to clean up…”
The nurse went to the door and found only Zhou Xuan left on the bench: “Where’s your companion?”
“Oh, he had sothing co up so he left first, it’s just for the consultation.”
“Co in then.” The nurse led Zhou Xuan inside.
Inside the room, Du Kaili glanced at Zhou Xuan.
She had initially been sowhat negligent upon hearing from the nurse that there were two elderly patients.
“The rchandise’s” Spiritual Energy, as they grow older, wanes, and aside from a few exceptions, the majority do not et the kidnapper’s requirents for “goods.”
However, the mont she laid eyes on Zhou Xuan, her eyes lit up.
“I’ve never seen such clear eyes.”
Du Kaili was astonished.
How could she describe Zhou Xuan’s eyes?
They were like a piece of amber nurtured in spring water.
“Truly spirited.”
Du Kaili smiled sweetly as she poured Zhou Xuan a cup of tea and handed it over, asking, “Old sir, where do you feel unwell?”
Zhou Xuan had a voice-changing thod.
Although he could only mimic a few voices, he could still imitate an elderly voice without giving himself away.
“My ears, I can often hear so particularly strange sounds.”
“Like what?”
“It’s like a lot of people, n, won, old and young, all whispering in my ear, but I can’t hear clearly what they’re muttering.”
Du Kaili was overjoyed,
That’s right,
The more filled with Spiritual Energy and extraordinary Perception they are, the more sounds they hear.
This patient couldn’t be handed over to Tangkou; he was a work of art, from head to toe.
Du Kaili was already fantasizing about monopolizing Zhou Xuan for herself.
Although hoarding goods would go against the rules of Tangkou, the scales of the rules varied from person to person,
She was one of the top experts in Tangkou, and no one would dare to trouble her if she privately hoarded just this once, even the Hall Master would have to turn a blind eye.
“Oh, elder, have your spirit and mind suffered trauma?”
It’s that sa spiel again.
Zhou Xuan said with a smile, “My daughter went crazy a while ago, and it was quite a shock to .”
“Let’s go to the Spirit Clinic.
I will give you a thorough diagnosis…”
Du Kaili took her notebook and pen, leading Zhou Xuan towards the clinic.
On their way there, the obsession “No Eye” burrowed into Zhou Xuan’s left arm.
They wanted to witness this doctor’s demise first-hand!
In the clinic, Du Kaili pointed to a small bed and signaled Zhou Xuan to lie down.
“Sir, this is a Western healing thod called hypnosis, which hasn’t been in Jing Country for long, and many people consider it an Evil Technique.”
“Can it cure my ears?”
“Yes, just listen to .”
Du Kaili’s voice grew ever softer.
This was how one treated their prey; the closer you got, the more patience was required.
She closed the door, took out a flashlight, and said to Zhou Xuan, “I will shine the flashlight in your eyes later on, try not to close them.”
“Hmm!”
Zhou Xuan lay down, his eyes wide open, suppressing the urge to take action.
From entering the door to now, he had several opportunities to act but ignored them all; he was waiting for Du Kaili to initiate “Chun ng.”
In the mories of the ti rift, Zhou Xuan had found that Chun ng’s technique was sowhat similar to the storyteller’s Dream Generation, yet not the sa.
Dream Generation created a daydream,
But the dream state of “Chun ng” occurs within the “patient’s” consciousness, and it has so similarity to the storyteller’s “Dream into Dream” technique with the eight incense.
Ironically, Zhou Xuan had not yet mastered this incense technique to this day.
He wanted to see if he could comprehend this technique within “Chun ng.”
The bright light from the flashlight made Zhou Xuan’s pupils contract, and Du Kaili’s chant-like soft speech began to tire him ntally.
And when Du Kaili’s right pupil dilated—single large pupil scattering into dense tiny black spots,
Zhou Xuan entered the dream.
He wasn’t afraid of entering the dream; his body contained Buddha nature, not even the murmurs from Blood Well had controlled his spirit, let alone Du Kaili’s Chun ng.
But now, the biggest difficulty he faced in feeling Chun ng was that as soon as he entered the dream, in the Secret Realm, he would naturally start performing the motions of Little Deer Drinking Water and Fierce Tiger Descending the Mountain.
As soon as the motions appeared, he clearly felt the dream state of Chun ng awakening.
“Don’t move, let feel it properly.”
Zhou Xuan commanded himself.
Finally, he comfortably entered the dream, feeling an unfamiliar Perception invading his consciousness.
He actively controlled his consciousness, opening a pathway, and allowing the Perception to enter.
“You’ve fallen asleep, you had a dream, and in the dream, a woman appeared, she’s the white moonlight of your life, showing you her charm without reservation…”
Du Kaili’s guiding words beca a sound, intertwined with the Perception, traveling through Zhou Xuan’s consciousness, trying to awaken his fragnted mind and weave the dream according to Du Kaili’s imagination.
“So, this is the thod of Chun ng.”
Zhou Xuan realized the essence of “Chun ng,”
It’s not about creating a daydream, but about delivering Perception into the consciousness of the other party, forming a foundation for creating a dream.
Then feeding the guiding words into the Perception, awakening the subject’s consciousness to construct the corresponding dream.
“I wonder if Dream Generation can be done this way within Dream into Dream.”
Thinking of this, Zhou Xuan in the Secret Realm perford the Buddhist serene hand seal to block Du Kaili’s voice in his consciousness, then executed the motions of Little Deer Drinking Water and Fierce Tiger Descending the Mountain,
His consciousness beca completely clear, and he trapped Du Kaili’s pitiful Perception completely.
Du Kaili suddenly felt her Perception encounter obstructions; she wanted to close her eyes and withdraw her Perception, but her body had already lost control.
Zhou Xuan opened his eyes, fixating on Du Kaili: “Chun ng doctor, your dream technique isn’t very sophisticated, is it?”
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