NFBE Chapter 359 Hypnosis
Chapter 359 Hypnosis
"Great, you're finally back.
The master has accomplished another great thing, scatter the flowers. "
“We still can’t take it lightly.
When dealing with someone like Su Chen, he would become suspicious if there was anything wrong.
Fortunately, Old Man Pan is by my side, so I can feel more at ease."
Song An Ning looked at Su Chen and the puppet gradually approaching on the map, and did not dare to delay for a moment.
When she went out, Old Man Pan was standing at her door with his hands behind his back, wondering what he was thinking about.
"Hey! I haven't even asked Xiangxiang to send a message yet, and you're already here. I'm afraid you didn't sleep well last night, did you?"
"How could that be? You forgot that time in my dimension is three times longer than outside.
I slept in the space for a long time, and then I got up and baked a few egg tarts in the air fryer. They were so delicious.
I also brought you two more to fill your stomach."
Song Anning took it with a smile, thanked him, and ate the still steaming egg tart while walking.
“I’ve made good use of all the things you gave me. They’re so convenient.
In the past, if you wanted to eat in space, you had to chop wood and cook firewood. Now it’s all electrified, and this is how life should be."
While he was talking, Song Anning had already shown off an egg tart and said jokingly:
"Happy again, Old Man Pan."
"I have to thank you for preparing so many good things for me. Now I can enjoy my old age."
The two chatted and laughed all the way. When they reached the old house at the foot of the mountain, the sky in the east was slightly brighter and the view was much better than before.
"Let's go hide in the old house. Su Chen is a cunning guy. You have to control the puppet well and don't reveal your identity."
"Don't worry, my dad is a quiet person and doesn't like to talk much. He only exchanges a few words with Su Chen. Xiangxiang is always watching him."
"That's good! Where are they?"
Look at their journey, they rode at full speed from Prince Ling's Mansion to Ping'an Town, and then took the mountain road all the way to Banyue Village.
Now, they have arrived at Liujia Village and will come over in a cup of tea.
"Use the method I taught you to hide your aura quickly.
With Su Chen's skills, he would have spotted you as soon as he got here."
Song An Ning stuck out her tongue, knowing she was in the wrong, and quickly followed what Old Man Pan had taught her: use your luck and hold it in.
The sky gradually brightened, and after a while, there was movement on the mountain.
Su Chen's voice reached their ears.
"Uncle Song, please take off the human skin mask.
You have helped us a lot these days and it took you so long to come home. Su Chen would like to apologize to you here.
When this is over, I will prepare some generous gifts and come here in person."
The puppet version of Song Feng was flattered and quickly waved his hand to refuse:
"Mr. Su, you are too polite.
You were able to bring me out of the mine, so you are my savior, and it is my duty to do something for you.
I will explain to Aning, thank you for sending me back personally.
There are still many things to do in the palace, so I won't keep you here any longer. Go back early and take care."
Song Feng bowed to him, and Su Chen returned the greeting very respectfully.
"Your figure is too similar to my father's. You should go to town less recently. If everything goes well, I will come here in three months."
Song An Ning and Old Man Pan were lying in the house, eating melons with relish. The "smoothness" that Su Chen mentioned should be about bringing down the emperor, right?
Wow, this is really wonderful...
Song Feng agreed to his words, frowned and looked at his own house, and said worriedly:
"The roof collapsed, and I don't know if anyone was hit.
It rained heavily the past two days, and I'm afraid they're having a hard time."
This was what Song An Ning said while controlling the puppet. He tried his best to imitate his father's tone. After leaving Banyue Village for so long, Su Chen might not know about the new house, and his father would know even less.
"Don't worry, uncle. Sister An Ning has taken my aunt and the others to live with my grandparents. Now they live together and can take care of each other.
I have a lot to do today, so I will go back now. Goodbye."
The two stood at the door of the old house, exchanged a few words, and then parted ways.
Looking at Su Chen getting farther and farther away on the map, Su Anning and Old Man Pan waited for a while before walking out of the house.
"Huh, I'm suffocating.
This Su Chen, there is so much time on the road to chat, but he has to chat here."
Song Anning took a deep breath of fresh air and put the doll into her backpack with a sad look on her face.
Old Man Pan did not comfort him, but scolded him:
"I'm asking you to hold your breath, not hold it.
Stupid little Aning, you still haven't practiced well. Wait until your father comes home and lets you two get close for a few days, then come with me."
"Where are you going?"
"Let's talk later. It's already daybreak, let your father out first.
What has the puppet done these past two days? Tell me more about it. I haven't used hypnosis for a long time, and I wonder if it's gotten any worse.
The two of them had discussed the hypnosis early in the morning, and they had to be thorough in doing things, otherwise it would be bad if Su Chen came and found that his father's memory was gaped.
Song Feng in the living creature grid was about to wake up, and time was urgent. Song An Ning hurriedly told Old Man Pan what the puppet had encountered in the past few days.
In the old house, Song An Ning put his father on the bed and stepped aside.
Old man Pan walked forward to check on Song Feng's condition. When he was half asleep, he leaned close to his ear and whispered in his ear, telling him over and over again what had happened to the doll in the past two days.
"Xiangxiang, do you think Old Man Pan can do this?
I’ve seen people use hypnosis on TV before, and they used a whole pocket watch, and the person who shook it would become stupid.
He doesn’t look very professional like that.”
“Old Man Pan is right to do this.
Using psychological suggestion to communicate with the recipient's subconscious, it can make them have vague memories."
"Oh, every profession has its own expertise. I'm being stupid again."
After a while, Old Man Pan turned around and nodded to Song An Ning, indicating that it was completed.
"Get out now, your dad is about to wake up."
They stood on the hillside, and Xiangxiang kept an eye on Song Feng's situation in the house.
A quarter of an hour later, Xiangxiang's voice rang out:
"Master, your father is awake!
I was rubbing my head and walking outside. You and Old Man Pan are coming down the mountain now, so you can just meet me at the door.
The timing is perfect, action!"
"Okay, let's have a chance encounter."
After saying that, Song Anning walked down the mountain along the path with joy.
As soon as I reached the door, I saw Song Feng pushing open the door of the old house and standing there in a daze.
"Dad? Is that you?
It’s really you!”
Song An Ning acted very realistically. He stood there for a moment, then rushed towards Song Feng.
"Aning? Are you Aning?
Why have you lost so much weight? Didn’t Master Su say that our family is making money? How come we still don’t have enough to eat?
The moment Song Feng saw his daughter, his eyes reddened. He reached out and touched Song An Ning's head. Before she could reply, he hugged his daughter in his arms.
"My dear daughter, you have suffered a lot since your father is not at home."
Just now, when he came out of the old house, he always felt that something was wrong, but his vague memory told him that he just didn't sleep well last night.
After Su Chen asked him to send it back, he thought about going into the house and slept for a while.
Song An Ning's sudden appearance interrupted his doubts. The eight-foot-tall man's eyes were full of heartache and he cried like a child.
"Dad, where have you been? Aning has been looking for you for a long time..."