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The other party obviously didn't expect that Bai Miao could tell the crux of the problem so easily.

"Can I have my stuff back?"

Unexpectedly, this group of doctors actually asked Carlos for help: "Pastor! After thoroughly studying the nature of this thing, it may be able to cure nightmares. Since this thing was recovered from the battlefield, it should be our trophy." , how can you let people ask for it back? Ah...!"

With a scream, the yelling doctor stared wide-eyed and fell straight to the ground, with blood flowing from his nostrils and eyes.

Bai Miao directly controlled his spiritual body and killed his spirit.

The doctors present are all too familiar with this method. It is an attack from the spiritual level!

This shows that Dr. Moriarty has reached the state of controlling his own mind!

Psychiatrists need to master psychoanalysis, but not one of them can successfully analyze themselves and control their own minds.

"Can I return it?"

Bai Miao asked again.

"But...you can..."

The doctor who was still alive immediately gave the skull jewelry to Bai Miao.

Carlos just watched all this with cold eyes. Even if a doctor died as a result, she said nothing.

"Okay, Carlos, the things have been recovered. We can discuss how to deal with the nightmare."

Carlos straightened his back slightly and said extremely seriously: "Yes... Regarding nightmares, I want to know how much you know first. This is not the place to talk. Let's go to the resting hall to talk.

"That's the only place we can sleep peacefully right now."

Chapter 193 Treating Nightmares

The location of the Dormition Hall is wonderful, at the top of the most magnificent church.

And the dome in the Dormitory Hall is made of huge glass, which faces the sunlight in the Dormitory Hall.

Although it was daytime, there were many people sleeping in the resting hall.

There are about fifty beds on the Sabbath day, and more than half of the beds made of stone slabs have a person lying on them, sleeping under the scorching sun.

Such sleeping conditions were obviously not good, but they were still much better than being troubled by nightmares.

Bai Miao didn't ask why the dome wasn't sealed. If so, it must have been the only way the design would be effective.

Carlos looked around the resting hall: "Doctor Moriarty, we found that the nightmare can only be relieved under strong sunlight, so many times we will take a short nap here."

Carlos' tone was definitely not one of relief. Sleeping here was only a short rest. It was completely impossible to sleep until you were full of energy.

"Do nightmares come every day?"

Carlos shook his head: "There is a cycle. It will happen a few days every month. For example, I am in the nightmare cycle now. I have been troubled by nightmares in the past week."

After speaking, Carlos added: "But the bishops...are troubled by nightmares for more than ten or even 20 days every month. So it is basically difficult for them to handle official duties within the sect, and they spend most of their time fighting nightmares. .

"Dr. Moriarty, where did you hear about this nightmare, and why do you want to help us solve it?"

Carlos couldn't help but ask.

Bai Miao shrugged: "You should know that I was originally a hunter. After I was lucky enough to become a psychiatrist, I began to think of this nightmare as my prey."

The hunter's rhetoric is quite effective.

In any case, hunters are driven by inner instincts, which drive them to choose prey. Such instincts are difficult to suppress after they appear.

Even if Bai Miao acted more eagerly, Carlos would just think it was instinct.

As for whether it was possible to lie about instinct but have ulterior motives, Carlos could not imagine that solving the nightmare would be of any benefit to Bai Miao.

Once you get this stuff on you, you can't get rid of it.

Even if Bai Miao wants to get something from the nightmare, Carlos is willing to let Bai Miao solve the nightmare.

Take what's good in it, as long as it can solve the nightmare.

Being able to know that the top leaders of the Healing Sect are troubled by nightmares already shows that Bai Miao has learned some additional information.

"Doctor Moriarty...then how do you plan to solve the nightmare?"

Bai Miao looked at Carlos: "Before that, I need you to sleep in front of me. I need to see the whole process of your nightmare."

There was a hint of timidity in Carlos's eyes, then he clenched his fists and nodded: "I understand, then please come with me. I won't have nightmares after falling asleep here in the Rest Hall."

Carlos took Bai Miao downstairs. The senior members of the Healing Sect lived in this magnificent church. Soon after walking through the corridors, Carlos stopped in front of a door.

"This is my room...please come in."

Carlos pulled the doorknob and opened the door gently.

There was a faint fragrance and smoke in the room.

"I lit a few Xingshen cigarettes, which are said to reduce the harm caused to me by nightmares, but the effect is not ideal."

Carlos's room is very simple, with a wardrobe, a desk, a chair and a bed, and no other additional decorations.

She sat on the bed and asked again, "I need to be fully asleep and have nightmares, right?"

"Yes, I will use psychoanalysis to check your mental condition during the entire process."

"it is good……"

Carlos took a deep breath and lay flat on the bed, and soon his breathing became even.

The accumulated fatigue these days made her almost fall asleep on the pillow.

Bai Miao saw that Carlos's spiritual body was slowly transforming from a monster into a human.

The thick hair on the body is constantly falling off, and the limbs with abnormal lengths are also transforming into normal human proportions.

Soon, the terrifying monster transformed into a human woman who looked almost exactly like Carlos.

Holding a thick ancient book in his hand, he lay peacefully on the ground and slept soundly.

It looks very peaceful. Doesn't it look like a nightmare?

But as Carlos's body continued to tremble on the bed, Bai Miao saw that Carlos's mental body was gradually watering.

The water flow appeared out of thin air around the mental body, gradually submerging her, and the mental body had to struggle helplessly in the water.

At this time, Carlos's spiritual body transformed from a human to a monster, and the water level slowly dropped until it disappeared.

Carlos also opened his eyes after the water flow disappeared.

Her forehead was covered with sweat and she was breathing heavily: "Doctor Moriarty...do you see anything?"

"What is your nightmare about?"

"Everyone's nightmares are almost related to water, but the details are different. I dreamed that I was rowing in the lake, and then the boat broke a hole and I drowned."

At this point, Carlos shrank his neck: "The experience in the nightmare is so real that people don't want to experience it again."

"Have you ever seen a psychiatrist before about your mental health?"

Carlos nodded: "I've seen it all. They said that the spiritual body will turn into a human appearance after falling asleep, and then be submerged in water, and will change back before waking up."

That's the same as what I saw.

But none of these psychiatrists have the ability to manipulate their own mental powers.

"Miss Carlos, could you please sleep again? This time I want to try treatment."

"……it is good."

Carlos was dissatisfied, but thinking of Bai Miao's abilities, he decided to believe in Bai Miao once.

Falling asleep again, Bai Miao controlled his own mental body to fish Carlos out of the water when the water level continued to rise and was about to submerge Carlos' mental body.

But the water level is still rising, with no sign of stopping.

Bai Miao couldn't pull Carlos' spiritual body up indefinitely, and as the altitude increased, the water level rose faster and faster.

Finally Carlos woke up from the nightmare.

"Dr. Moriarty...what did you do? I feel like I was in the dream longer."

"I just fished you out of the water. It seems to have no other effect except delaying time."

Bai Miao still has no systematic understanding of nightmares.

Forced treatment seems to be a dead end.

Favre should mean to allow himself to solve the nightmare at its root.

In other words, this nightmare must have an origin.

"Is the pope who had the original nightmare still alive?"

Carlos shook his head: "It's been so long...According to records, he was tortured to death not long after he suffered from nightmares. After that, senior leaders in the sect also suffered from nightmare syndrome one after another."

"Does that mean we don't know how he got nightmare disorder?"

"That's right... Nightmare Syndrome appeared very suddenly, and was kept strictly confidential... Even I didn't know about this disease in the Healing Sect until I suffered from Nightmare Syndrome."

What a bad luck. I thought I would get an official position, but the nightmare has just begun.

Bai Miao couldn't help but sympathize.

Most of these people joined the Healing Sect for the sake of living and were promoted for their outstanding performance. They originally thought that their lives were gradually getting better, but they didn't expect that there was such a thing at the top.

I don’t know how many generations have been fooled.

"Atalina, too... chose lobotomy to cure her nightmares. You also know the consequences."

"What did Dr. Lecter say?"

Bai Miao is sure that Lecter knows the whole story behind the nightmare of the Healing Sect.

"Dr. Lecter... he refused to treat us every time. He said he would not get involved in any Healing Cult matters."

Is it a healing sect?

It's rare for Lecter to express his views so clearly.

In Bai Miao's memory, he had never heard Lecter directly express his rejection of a force.

He seems to be very kind to everyone. Even if he doesn't want treatment, he will find various reasons to decline.

When it comes to the healing sect, the meaning is quite obvious: it can be cured, but it won’t be cured for you.

It was impossible to force. Standing behind Lecter were the Medical Ethics Review Committee and most of the people in Yael City.

With Lecter's connections, he didn't know how many nobles and wealthy businessmen he had solved their mental problems.

"I see... I might want to meet your bishop or the pope. I want to see their nightmare situation."

Carlos alone was not enough for Bai Miao to analyze the specific cause of the nightmare.

Maybe you can get a glimpse of it by looking for clergy who are of a higher level and are more severely troubled by nightmares.

This is the whetstone to confirm that you have the third level.

Bai Miao still has not forgotten Favre's request.

If you can't even deal with the nightmare, even if you can pass the dungeon now, you will only be more confused when you come in next time.

"If you want to see the bishop and the others... I can make an appointment for you, but their mental state is not very good. Anyway, you should go to the entrance of the church and wait for news."

Bai Miao returned to the church door under Carlos' guidance, and Carlos went back to ask the bishop for instructions.

"Callens is your bishop, right? Why don't you find him? Atalina told me about him, and I'm a little familiar with him."

Carlos paused: "Okay, I'll try to find him."

Bai Miao stood in the sun for nearly an hour before waiting for a response.

"The bishop asked me to take you to him. He said it was an honor for you, an excellent psychiatrist, to diagnose you. He hoped that the nameless god would heal you."

The nameless god is the existence that the Healing Sect believes in.

There is no name, no idol, only a concept.

It made Bai Miao feel that the Healing Sect said this deliberately in order to believe in something.

After all, the original Healing Sect was only established to treat the great plague and consolidate its own rule.

And a god who does not exist is quite conducive to their missionary work.