Adventure Code

Chapter 472 Peering together (4)

The human spirit and psychology are a very wonderful temptation. In the spiritual field, the breakthrough of human beings is quite limited. This is why we say that mental illness cannot be cured, but can only be controlled. Most mental patients cannot be cured. Even the doctors could not find the cause of his illness.

In modern psychology, hypnosis is a psychotherapy method that achieves hints through sounds and images.

Taoist talismans are displayed in graphic form, and the concept of formation is relatively larger. It sounds like superstition, but it has to be said that they do have some incomprehensible abilities, such as the previous ones in Mihun Village. Those ecstasy columns.

Scimitar believes that spells are like hypnosis in modern psychology, which produce some psychological hints to people through pictures, texts or sounds.Just like people in ancient times, using spells to heal illnesses and obtain miraculous effects is often the result of psychological suggestion. After all, modern medicine has proved that psychological and mental conditions will have a direct effect on the human body.

People who are in a happy mood are healthier and live longer than those who are in negative emotions for a long time.

But at this moment, an ancient book on talisman formations was found on the corpse, which makes us think on another level: Could it be some kind of talisman formation that caused me to be entangled by the 'Swamp Beauty'? The implied result?It is difficult for us laymen to see whether the talisman exists or not, because it may be derived from the surrounding Fengshui layout, the color matching, or the direction in which certain trees are arranged.

Therefore, when I recalled the situation at that time, I hardly had any superfluous impressions except for the green vegetation and swamps around me.

"You mean, this swamp beauty knows formations, and even left some kind of formations in the forest?"

Scimitar nodded and said: "According to the legend, the swamp beauty should have been just an ordinary person in the beginning. She may have discovered that cave by accident and got some things." He gestured to the ancient book in his hand.

I followed his train of thought: "She has learned the above content, and, in order to prevent outsiders from catching and hurting her, she set up a line of defense in the forest?"

Scimitar speculated: "It is impossible for her to arrange a large-scale formation by herself, so it should be distributed in dots. She is called the swamp beauty, because people who are entangled by him will dream of her crawling out of the swamp. come out."

I recalled, and said: "Her defensive formation is probably arranged around the swamp? That's right, there was a swamp next to me at the time, but that swamp looked very ordinary."

Scimitar glanced at me and said, "If you don't understand the way, everything will become ordinary in your eyes."

I said: "You understand?"

Scimitar flipped through the black book in his hand and said, "I don't understand. The old Taoist priest who adopted me is a swindler. I only know a little more about this than you do."

Most people actually maintain a dubious attitude towards ghosts and gods. I think a firm materialist like Machete is largely due to the fact that the old Taoist priest is a liar...

However, I have a big doubt about Machete's speculation: "Did she teach herself? This is not too much. At that time, few people had the opportunity to study, and even fewer women had the opportunity to study. She is a woman in a mountain village, even if a copy of the Nine Yin Manual is placed in front of her, she still can't understand it. Besides, this is an ancient book of Taoist array symbols. He can read and write, but he can't understand anything, how did this swamp beauty learn?"

Machete said: "What if someone teaches her?" When he said this, he looked at the Taoist priest who was tied into rice dumplings next to him. The Taoist priest couldn't stand on his lower body, so after being carried in, he sat with his back against the stone wall and bowed his head. Close your eyes, as if you will fall asleep at any moment.

"This Taoist priest? Do you think it's possible? This Taoist priest has mental problems and can't speak clearly."

Machete said: "He just has problems now, no one knows what he was like more than 60 years ago."

I saw him turn over the ancient book that was soaked in corpse water and turned black in his hand, and felt disgusted, so I said, "I said... don't mess with that book, read everything on it." I can't see anything." The scimitar paused, and threw the book directly at me, not to mention the wind, the smell, and the disgusting feeling.

I didn't want to touch the book at all, so after patting me, it fell directly to the ground.

Seeing this, Machete said calmly: "You'd better not dislike it, your life is saved by it." At first I didn't understand what he meant, but when I thought about what Anba said before, I was killed by everyone in the swamp. The people who entangled him died in the end, and only then did they react.

Even if it is really affected by a certain formation, but this effect does exist, I have to eliminate it.As the saying goes, prescribing the right medicine, if the swamp beauty's skills are all learned from this book, then the method to eliminate the influence of the formation should be recorded in it.Although the book was infested with corpse fluid, it was hard to see clearly, but now there are many processing techniques that can reveal the original text on it.

At the moment, I didn't care about the nausea anymore, so I put the book into the equipment bag, and searched through the stone room carefully again. After making sure that there were no other books, the scimitar and I took the Taoist priest and walked along the road. A naturally formed crack goes out.

The crack is narrow and long, twists and turns, so it is very secretive. When we walked out in one breath, it was already dark outside, and the position of the exit was on the north side, which was opposite to our original entrance position, so the light went out. The plains were no longer visible, but the mountains.

Blown by the night wind, I shivered, and looked at the time on the Xinghe watch, which showed that it was around ten o'clock at night.

The weather at the end of October, in the mountains in the north, the temperature is already relatively low, and we were wearing wet clothes, and we couldn't bear the cold wind at night.

Waving the flashlight that kept flashing, I checked the general environment around. Since it is below the cracks in the mountain, the surrounding terrain is just flat, with stone corners and sparse plants, which is a good place to camp.

The machete went directly to collect firewood. After all, at this temperature, if you don’t keep warm, you will be frozen to death. I cut some branches around, with branches and leaves, and set up a simple triangular shed, which can’t keep out the rain. , but can block the wind.In the wild, this method is more practical, of course, it works better in winter.If it is summer, there will be some "little life" hidden on the branches and leaves. Maybe you will find a lot of bugs crawling on your body after sleeping in the triangular shed.

(End of this chapter)