Chapter 200: A Man Remains a Youth Until Death

Ye Zhiyu stared at Liu Siyuan's face, thought briefly, then continued softly:

"Your body can feel your heartbeat."

"Your ears can hear the sounds coming from outside."

"You can perceive the rhythm of your own breathing."

"As you breathe, you can slowly relax and temporarily forget who you are."

As his voice fell, Liu Siyuan's eyes slowly closed, a look of ease and comfort appearing on his face...

"When you slowly raise your hand, you can become more and more relaxed."

Liu Siyuan's hands slowly rose until they formed a right angle with his body.

"Palms up, if your palm feels the familiar command, your five fingers will close together..."

Half an hour later.

Yu Dazhang felt his legs were no longer his own.

If he kept walking this fast, he would surely faint in the Liu family living room.

At this moment, he was covered in sweat, his fat flesh shaking nonstop as he paced back and forth.

He really wanted to stop and catch his breath, but he dared not stop.

At first he could hold on, even managing to spare some energy to observe Ye Zhiyu and the others.

Later, he simply stopped looking that way, focusing only on his own toes as he walked.

In contrast, Ma Jian, who was pacing nonstop just like him, hadn't even broken a sweat and looked quite relaxed.

"Dazhang, why are you sweating so much? Your clothes are soaked. Are you okay?"

As they passed each other, Ma Jian asked with concern.

"I'm fine." Yu Dazhang replied weakly.

Another pass.

"Dazhang, why is your face so pale?"

Yu Dazhang:...

Five more minutes passed.

"Dazhang, why are you sticking your tongue out?"

Yu Dazhang:...

Finally, Ye Zhiyu's voice came from the other side:

"Alright, stop. The job is done."

This sound reaching Yu Dazhang's ears was like heavenly music.

He plopped down on the ground, utterly powerless, feeling as if his entire body had fallen apart.

So hypnosis is a physical job!

After catching his breath twice, he turned his head to look at the sofa, finding Liu Siyuan lying on his back on it, motionless.

"What's wrong with him?" Yu Dazhang asked.

"He's asleep." Ye Zhiyu wore an expression of lingering satisfaction:

"Deep sleep helps his consciousness recover; once he wakes up, he'll be fine naturally."

Hearing that he had successfully lifted Liu Siyuan's hypnosis, Yu Dazhang's tense nerves finally relaxed.

The hard work wasn't in vain.

After resting for another two minutes, Yu Dazhang stood up, explained briefly to the butler who had come to inquire, then sat back down on the sofa.

"Why did it take so long?"

Yu Dazhang's tone carried a hint of reproach and even some doubt.

He always felt that he and Ma Jian didn't need to walk for such a long time.

Clearly, later on, Liu Siyuan had closed his eyes and couldn't see them at all.

"This is the first time I've encountered such a complex situation, so there couldn't be the slightest slip-up in the middle."

Ye Zhiyu, with a Heavy, solemn expression on his face, explained:

"If the subject had woken up midway, I would have used the scene you two created to stabilize him and continue the hypnosis."

So the two of us are your props... Yu Dazhang, though somewhat dissatisfied, understood his approach.

"Tell me, what exactly happened?"

While wiping the constant sweat from his forehead with his hand, he looked at Ye Zhiyu and said:

"Try to say things I can understand; use fewer technical terms."

Ye Zhiyu nodded, paused briefly as if rapidly organizing his thoughts in his mind. After a while, he spoke softly and unhurriedly:

"On the way here, based on your description, I thought the subject had undergone long-term deep hypnosis by someone."

"Being able to give psychological suggestions to the subject with just a few words and simple small gestures requires long-term induction."

At this point, he stopped, as if the following words were difficult to express.

Yu Dazhang didn't urge him, knowing he was converting those technical terms into words he could understand.

After a long while, Ye Zhiyu continued:

"When I entered his subconscious, I discovered the actual situation was far more complex than imagined."

"Have you heard of the 'Ericksonian' method of hypnosis?"

Yu Dazhang and Ma Jian both shook their heads at the same time.

"You haven't even heard of the Father of Modern Hypnosis?" Ye Zhiyu asked, eyes wide.

The two shook their heads again.

"Alright." Ye Zhiyu pinched the bridge of his nose, speaking with some helplessness:

"Just think of it as a school of hypnosis from abroad."

No errors, no missing lines, no wrong content—read it all here!

As he spoke, he raised one finger:

"This person was initially hypnotized by the methods of that school. What the other party was aiming for was... memory modification."

"Clearly that hypnotist succeeded, and successfully planted specific commands in the subject's subconscious."

"When I tried to remove those commands, I discovered something interesting."

Ye Zhiyu, saying this, looked extremely excited and agitated all over.

He raised another finger:

"Another traditional method of hypnosis was preserving the subject's memories."

"To put it bluntly, the traditional method was preventing the memory modification, and it also planted specific commands."

"This is equivalent to having two switches in the subject's subconscious."

This time, both Yu Dazhang and Ma Jian understood.

Mainly because the word "switch" was well chosen—truly down to earth.

From this, one could tell that the foreign hypnosis method was used by Zeng Lisi.

At the same time, Yu Dazhang raised his own doubt:

"Didn't the side modifying the memory notice someone was blocking them?"

Ye Zhiyu, hearing this, smiled:

"Good question. The cleverness lies right here. The person who used the traditional hypnosis method was absolutely at a master's level—the switches they set had no fixed pattern."

"After the subject's memory was modified, they would repair the memory at irregular intervals, with no规律 whatsoever."

"Doing so can effectively prevent being discovered by the other hypnotist."

"As far as I know, nationwide there are only three hypnotists capable of such exquisite skill."

Yu Dazhang saw a fanaticism for the profession on Ye Zhiyu's face.

A similar expression—he had also seen it on Qian Cheng's face.

But he also heard another layer of meaning.

The two people who had hypnotized Liu Siyuan were both outstanding figures in the field of psychology, but compared to Ye Zhiyu, they were at least one tier below.

Otherwise, Ye Zhiyu wouldn't have so easily discovered the commands they had set and removed them.

True masters hide among the common folk~

"Have you ever heard of Freud?" Ye Zhiyu asked, looking at Yu Dazhang and the other.

"I know that one." Yu Dazhang answered quickly:

"A famous psychologist. I've read his *The Interpretation of Dreams*, though I only read the beginning part."

"He also said that dreams are the fulfillment of wishes."

Ye Zhiyu looked at him, hesitated to speak, and finally scratched his head:

"You'd better read less of those kinds of books in the future. The accurate translation of that sentence is... dreams are the fulfillment of subconscious desires."

"Forget it, talking to you about this is like playing the lute to a cow."

Seeing anger flash across Yu Dazhang's face, he immediately changed the subject:

"I brought him up just to give an example."

"The two people who hypnotized Liu Siyuan are like..."

Ye Zhiyu's lips curled up, revealing a spirited look only a chuunibyou youth would have:

"Zhou Gong versus Freud."

(End of chapter)