The great psychologist Sigmund Freud once said that the subconscious mind is a part that people cannot recognize or do not recognize, and is a psychological activity process that people "have happened but have not reached the state of consciousness."

Freud divided the subconscious mind into two parts: preconsciousness and unconsciousness. Unconsciousness. Although preconsciousness and consciousness are three different levels, they are interconnected system structures. Freud compared this structure: the unconscious system is a foyer, and various psychological impulses are like many individuals, crowded together. The second room connected to the foyer is like a reception room, and consciousness stays here. There is a guard at the door between the foyer and the reception room, and he checks various psychological impulses. For those who do not agree, he does not allow them to enter the reception room. The impulse that is allowed to enter the reception room enters the preconscious system, and once they attract the attention of the consciousness, it becomes consciousness.

Modern people are lost in this problem. Wu Yonglin believes that these ancient people will only immerse themselves in the lies they constructed and will never extricate themselves from now on.

The sky gradually dimmed, and Wu Yonglin's spell that seemed to be endless to recite made many people lose interest. If he hadn't sprinkled a few handfuls of gold powder like a broom to spread out a broom from time to time to set off the atmosphere, the crowd of people with a croaking belly would have dispersed.

The chef didn't know when a big pot of fried fruit was placed on the side. The women who were already hungry and put on their chests on their backs had already pinched copper plates and surrounded the chef, waiting for when the oily fruit that had just been cooked out of the pot could be handed to their hands.

"The auspicious time has come, please officially start the soul of the First Emperor."

After Wu Yonglin finished speaking, the crowd was confused for a while and then quieted down. They just wanted to take a good place forward and wait for the soul of the First Emperor to reappear in the world. These people didn't know that Qin Shihuang was a tyrant. Those merchants who had heard Qin Shihuang's allusions ran directly to the direction of home. The three floors inside and the three floors outside locked the door tightly. Behind the door were fully armed guards. They either held a basin of black dog blood or grabbed a big rooster whose throat had not been cut, waiting for a huge change that might make them palpitations. Those who read history books even left Taohua Town with the elderly and children overnight. They decided to spend the night in the mountains and continue to stay in the town. They were always in a state of uneasy and their eyelids were even more twitching. They continued to stay in this place, and their souls might be hooked away by Qin Shihuang.

At this time, the night was dark and it was pitch black around. If it weren't for the candle in the center of the table where the jade bowl was placed, everyone would have no idea that there were three women and one man around the table. Wu Yonglin took the iron knife from Mao Zixing next to him, and gently stroked his fingers. A dark yellow and black blood slid gently along the blood slit on Wu Yonglin's fingers, dripping to the center of the bottom of the bowl of the covered jade bowl. There seemed to be a particularly strange blue smoke coming out from it, making the whole scene extremely mysterious.

"Three, please put your fingers on the edge of the bottom of the jade bowl, please keep the whole process absolutely quiet.

I stated in advance that this jade bowl is priceless, sister fairy, I think your wealth seems to be unable to afford the value of this jade bowl. I suggest you not use internal force throughout the process.”

Du Wenjun glanced at Wu Yonglin contemptuously, and then his heart started to stir up again. If this thing was really carved by Heshi Bi, he really couldn't afford it. If he was unwilling to kill Wu Yonglin, the big creditor, silenced, it would seem that only his senior brother would accompany him to work hard for Gao's family. He would most likely become another murderous female madman.

Feng Shiniang touched the crystal body of the jade bowl with nostalgia. A cold feeling spread from her fingertips to her whole body, which made her shudder. She was 100% sure that this thing was definitely carved by Heshi Bi.

What Duan Suzhen was most upset at the moment was that she didn't listen to her mother's words and read more books. She couldn't take any attention to the jade bowl in front of her that looked like a fake or a genuine one. After putting aside these thoughts, she found that this matter seemed to have become interesting again. The smile on her face made Wu Yonglin next to her feel distracted.

"My rules are very simple. When one person in his heart thinks of a word on the paper, the other two people don't think about anything in their hearts. It's best to keep their heads blank. If you can do it, our game will officially begin." Wu Yonglin, who pressed his hand on the cover bowl, finally reminded.

Seeing the three of them nodded resolutely, Wu Yonglin let go of his hand and shouted: "Duan Suzhen starts first, please start the soul of the First Emperor."

Perhaps the three of them were too nervous to press their fingers to the bottom edge of the jade bowl. The direction of the story did not develop as expected in the direction Wu Yonglin expected, Wu Yonglin was sweating coldly behind him, and he secretly regretted: Now it's a big deal.

The eyes of the people around him never left the three fingers on the jade bowl on the table. There were no less than hundreds of people crowded beside the table, but at this moment it seemed that they could hear each other's heartbeats. Some people were so nervous that they didn't even dare to let out a moment.

After a wind blowing from somewhere, a guy closest to the table shouted: "It's moving, it's moving."

This talkative guy immediately endured countless fists and kicks next to him until he was beaten unconsciously.

At this moment, Duan Suzhen's heart was beating constantly. She dared to bet that she had never moved the bowl, but the bowl slowly moved towards the opposite direction of her finger. This seemed too incredible to her. Until the bowl was finally frozen next to the word "tian", she wanted to catch Wu Yonglin and ask clearly what was going on? Is there really such a thing as a soul possession in this world?

Du Qingyuan, who was hiding in the distance, was shaking violently at this moment, and his hair stood up. Wu Yonglin was far away from the jade bowl. He would never be able to tamper with him. When this shocking thunder fell from the sky, it had completely destroyed his three views. He was so glad that he did not attack Wu Yonglin, the demon in front of him.

"Aunt Goddess, I hope your hands don't tremble. It's your turn next."

If the first result made a stubborn like Du Wenjun feel resisting until this impossible thing really happened to her, she felt that all her strength seemed to have been pulled away. The moment the "land" she thought about just now reappeared as before, she sat on the cushion next to her, and she was glad that she had not broken the jade bowl, otherwise the rest of her life would have been spent in the shadow of swords and swords.

When Wu Yonglin looked back at the table, the precious jade bowl disappeared in the moment when the candle was swaying with the dim candlelight. Seeing Feng Shiniang running into the inn like a wind, Wu Yonglin was sure that the thing was definitely taken by the greedy Feng Shiniang.
Chapter completed!