God level hypnotist

The man called Mr. Zhao was stunned, as if he hadn't realized it, he blinked a few times in a daze, and stared at the boy all the way.

It wasn't until the young man couldn't bear to remind him again that he responded belatedly: "Oh... Your Excellency, please, please do what you want."

Meng Heng nodded and stopped talking nonsense.He looked around the room, and then his eyes fell on a low blue and white porcelain vase placed next to the table.

Porcelain bottles are neither big nor small, one can be held in the hand, and the other can attract people's attention.

He walked over to pick up the porcelain vase, took out the calligraphy and painting scrolls in the vase one by one and put them on the table, glanced at the patriarch surnamed Zhao, and asked with a smile: "This vase is not an antique, is it?"

Everyone's gazes followed the young man's movements suspiciously, and now they heard the young man's question, they were even more puzzled, and they all looked at each other in blank dismay.

In the end, it was Mr. Zhao who was eager to save his wife, suppressed his doubts and replied: "It's not a valuable antique, it's just a utensil for calligraphy and painting."

"Oh, I'm relieved now." Meng Heng smiled, then held up the porcelain bottle and walked in front of the "evil" woman.

"You guys, let go of Madam's arms." He ordered to all the maidservants.

The maids hesitated for a moment, then turned their eyes to Master Zhao, seeing that Master Zhao had no objection, they loosened their restraint on the woman a bit.

Holding the porcelain vase, Meng Heng leaned slightly, his eyes were at the same level as Mrs. Zhao's.He slowed down his voice and whispered to the woman word by word: "Madam, my surname is Meng. I am very honored to have met Madam today."

The boy's voice was low and soft, as if he was reciting a brisk nursery rhyme, which made the listener feel a heartfelt comfort involuntarily.

Mrs. Zhao, who had been panicking and struggling on her own, seemed to have finally heard the boy's voice. She paused, and slowly turned her neck towards the boy.

Meng Heng raised his eyebrows lightly, and he waited patiently until the woman's face was completely facing him, before continuing: "Madam, since we are friends, can Madam do something for me?"

There seemed to be a bit of a smile in his voice, which added a bit of irresistible appeal to the boy's already melodious voice.

The woman tilted her head slightly, as if she was asking what was going on.

Meng Heng handed over the porcelain vase in his hand, and asked softly: "Madam, can I help me get this porcelain vase?"

Hearing these clearly commanding words, the woman's eyelashes trembled, and her hollow and dilated pupils turned slightly. After a long time, her arm slowly raised, as if to take over the porcelain bottle.

The accident happened suddenly at this moment.

Meng Heng narrowed his eyes and smiled.He wouldn't let it be picked up by a woman.

He raised his hand high, as if he was about to deliver the porcelain vase to the woman's hand, but at the same time, his feet took two steps back quietly.

At the moment when the porcelain vase was about to touch the woman's fingertips, the boy suddenly took a big step back and threw his hands vigorously, only to hear a loud bang, and the blue and white porcelain vase was smashed to pieces!

Everyone present was stunned by the sound, unable to understand what just happened.

This of course also includes Mrs. Zhao who is in a mental state.

However, the shock caused by this huge noise and the psychological gap caused by not receiving the porcelain bottle in her hands made the woman's eyes that had been slack suddenly focus, and she was staring at the boy in a daze.

There was a smile on the corner of Meng Heng's mouth.

What he was waiting for was this moment, when the woman's attention was all focused on him.

Only at this time, the effect of hypnosis will reach its best.

He took a big step forward, as if he didn't see the broken porcelain on the ground, he stretched out his hand and swayed past the woman's eyes.

The woman subconsciously blinked to avoid it, and Meng Heng took advantage of this moment to speak neatly, "Sleep."

The woman's eyes closed in response.At the same time, her whole body also went limp, and she involuntarily limp on the couch.

Only then did everyone react, they stared dumbfounded at Mrs. Zhao who was lying on the couch, and then turned their heads to look at the young man.

"Ma'am!" A little maid couldn't help exclaiming.

Master Zhao frowned, and said in a deep voice, "What did you do to your wife?!"

Meng Heng didn't even look at him.

He has always been tired of being disturbed during the operation. This is not only disrespectful to the hypnotist, but also an interference to the subject.

He approached the woman on the couch, scrutinized the woman's facial expression, and said coldly: "If you don't want your wife to be unable to sleep, then just make a lot of noise."

Meng Heng ignored them again.Facing the woman, he slowed down his voice, and said again: "Don't be afraid, listen to my voice with all your attention, and then relax."

"Now, you find yourself in a warm room."

"This room is very safe, only you can go in, and no one else can come in. So, you can stay in this room very comfortably and comfortably." Meng Heng narrated leisurely, The young man's clear voice mixed with the hypnotist's unique gentle tone, smudged with a more bewitching taste.

Eye hypnosis is useless, or even dangerous, for people with stress disorder who cannot concentrate and have extremely unstable mental states, because the other party will not be guided by the hypnotist's eyes due to their inability to concentrate. However, the teacher may be forcibly dragged into the other party's fragmented spiritual world through direct eye contact, and be "backlashed" by accident.

When he worked as a psychiatric hypnotherapist, he had seen many such examples.

Eyes are such direct and dangerous things.

Therefore, he is now using the power of sound and hypnotic words to induce the woman step by step into the spiritual world he built for her.

The woman's abnormal shortness of breath gradually calmed down, and her left hand, which had been covering her chest, finally relaxed, and slowly drooped by her side.

Master Zhao also noticed this change in his wife, and looked at her frowning half suspiciously and half pleasantly.Then he turned his eyes and stared at the boy's every move.

Meng Heng twitched the corners of his mouth and smiled with satisfaction.He paused for a while, and then said: "You are safe, no one can hurt you, so you don't have to curl up in a corner of the room, you can stand up and walk around."

When he said this, his eyes were fixed on the woman's face, not letting go of the slightest change in her expression.

The woman's facial muscles slowly relaxed, and the teeth that were biting her lower lip were also slightly loose.

"So you stand up and plan to look around in the room, for example—look at the world outside the window. It's noon now, the sun outside the window is just right, and the sky is clear."

Meng Heng emphasized the pronunciation of the next few words, he paused slightly, and asked: "So, tell me now, what did you see outside the window?"

The woman's brows were wrinkled, and her lips were tightly pressed together, as if she was unwilling to answer, and there was a vague sound in her throat.

Meng Heng narrowed his eyes, and then said in a commanding tone: "Tell me, what did you see?"

"I... saw laurel trees... green willows... lotus pond... and... the sky..." The woman's brows gradually relaxed, and she finally replied.

This was the first sentence Meng Heng heard from this woman after seeing her.

And the ones who were more excited than Meng Heng were obviously everyone present.

"Ma'am, she has spoken!" The maids covered their mouths and exclaimed, looking at the young man in surprise and joy.

Master Zhao's gaze also became complicated, and the expression on his face seemed to be moved.

He hadn't heard his wife say a normal word for many days.During this period, he invited many famous doctors and Taoist women, but they were all in vain.

Unexpectedly, this unremarkable young man could make his wife speak with only a cup of tea.

And this way of seeing a doctor is something I have never seen or heard of before!

But this is not important anymore... If he can cure his wife, he will definitely reward him with a lot of money!

After hearing what the woman said, Meng Heng thought quickly in his mind.

Osmanthus trees, green willows, lotus ponds... When he just walked through the courtyard of this mansion, although the light was not very clear, he vaguely remembered these landscapes.

If nothing else, what the woman described was exactly what she saw in her boudoir on weekdays.

Meng Heng nodded and continued: "Very good. But you have been in this room for too long, you should go out for a walk. Go out of the room and see the scenery outside with your own eyes."

"Go out of the room...no...don't..." After hearing this, the woman frowned suddenly. trembling.

There was a flash of clarity in Meng Heng's expression.

The woman's disordered mental state is only on the surface, and the inner reason lies in the thing outside the "room" that frightens her deeply.

However, if it was just fright and fear, it would not make her delirious and unable to recover for such a long time.More importantly, in order to avoid fear, the woman built such a "room" for herself, isolated herself from contact with the outside world, and thus gained a sense of psychological security.

For such patients, just induce them to get out of the "room".

Meng Heng lowered his voice again, and said: "It's okay, have you forgotten that it's daytime? The sun is shining outside, and the sky is clear. There will be no danger."

"But... that thing will..." the woman said hesitantly.

"Trust me, it won't." Meng Heng said firmly, "It's daytime, that guy dare not come out."

The woman was silent and didn't make a sound.

Meng Heng waited patiently for a while, and seeing that the woman didn't react any more, he continued: "You walk to the door of the room step by step, slowly opened the door, and then walked out."

"Tell me, what did you see?"