Under One Person: Dressed as Lü Liang, with vests all over

Chapter 64: Are you serious about hypnosis? (Please read on!)

Lu Liang followed Ma Xianhong into the attic.

As soon as he entered the door, a stove that occupied half of the room came into his sight.

"It's so big!"

Lu Liang looked at it carefully.

The main part of the furnace, made of black iron, was round and bulging, with several thick pipes extending from the bottom. At first glance, it looked like a giant black spider.

At this time, Ma Xianhong walked to the bottom of the furnace, pointed to the main part of the furnace, and introduced it to Lu Liang.

"The largest part is the furnace chamber. Once the door is closed, it becomes a sealed space, effectively preventing the Qi from leaking out."

"Those round windows up there are used to see what's going on inside."

As he spoke, he walked along the inside of the thick tube. Lu Liang then noticed that at the end of the thick tube were two devices like airplane cockpits.

"This is the cabin of the furnace operator. The handle inside the cabin can absorb the furnace operator's Qi. The absorbed Qi will be transferred into the furnace cabin through the thick tube."

A hint of pride appeared on Ma Xianhong's face.

He smiled and looked at Lu Liang, "Chen Duo should have told you that I am a weapon refiner, mastering a weapon refinement technique called 'Divine Machine Hundred Refinements'."

"The Self-cultivation Furnace is one of my creations. It can allow ordinary people to gain supernatural powers."

Ma Xianhong raised his right hand and waved it upwards, with a hint of excitement in his voice.

"In my opinion, the greatest weapon refiner is fate. Everything in the world is a weapon refined by fate. Humans are also weapons and can be refined!"

Lu Liang nodded, agreeing with this point of view.

Refining Qi is itself a beating of one's own life. The stronger the beating, the higher the level of life cultivation.

However, there are also differences in the hammering techniques themselves. This is the gap between different martial arts, and it is also the reason why many forces are competing for the Eight Wonders.

Apart from anything else, the magic weapon refined by Ma Xianhong using the Divine Machine is much more powerful than those refined by Yuan Tao and Han Daner.

……

During the introduction, Ma Xianhong kept observing Lu Liang's expression.

He discovered that when Lu Liang saw the self-cultivation furnace, there was admiration in his eyes, but not much.

This made Ma Xianhong a little surprised.

Although he is not a person who likes to boast, this self-cultivation furnace can definitely be called a masterpiece of ingenuity. Everyone who sees it for the first time is amazed and praises it endlessly.

However, Lu Liang's expression at this moment could be described as calm, as if he had seen many big scenes before him, so he felt that what was happening before him was nothing surprising.

It would be fine if Lu Liang was an old man, but he was younger than himself.

How can such a young person have such a mentality and temperament?
Could it be because the mysterious organization he belongs to is too advanced and their knowledge is too broad?
After Ma Xianhong thought about it in his mind, there was a hint of appreciation in his eyes when he looked at Lu Liang.

If this is true, then the "hypnosis" mentioned by the other party is even more credible.

The last trace of hesitation in Ma Xianhong's heart disappeared.

He looked at Lu Liang seriously:

"This self-cultivation furnace is not yet perfect. It can only be successfully operated by those who have reached the highest level of aptitude. The supernatural powers gained by those who enter the furnace chamber are the same as those of the furnace operator."

"I will eventually complete the perfect self-cultivation furnace. To do this, I need enough and diverse examples. Therefore, I have been looking for aliens with different abilities."

Lu Liang nodded and looked at Ma Xianhong, "So, you want me to be the furnace master?"

Ma Xianhong shook his head, a look of determination flashing in his eyes.

"I will definitely continue to improve the Self-cultivation Furnace, whether it's for Chen Duo or for the others I promised."

“But I asked Brother Chen to come here today, not for the self-cultivation furnace, but for a personal matter.”

"Oh?"

Lu Liang pretended to be surprised and asked back with curiosity in his eyes. At the same time, he thought to himself: This kind of science and engineering geek is really easy to please. In just a short while, even the way he addresses me has changed.

……

Ma Xianhong sat down on a bench nearby and told the story to Lu Liang who was sitting on the other side.

"To be honest with you, Brother Chen, I have a lot of gaps in my memory."

"My last memory of my family was my grandfather being hunted down and having his leg chopped off. He told me to run for my life... I can't remember anything after that."

Ma Xianhong's eyes were distant and his voice became low.

"I want to know if my family is still alive, where they are, and I need to get those memories back."

"So, I'd like to ask Brother Chen to help me remember those things."

After listening to Ma Xianhong's story, Lu Liang touched his chin and confirmed:
"You mean you suspect you have traumatic amnesia and want me to try hypnosis to see if it can be treated?"

"That's right." Ma Xianhong's eyes were full of anticipation.

"Is that so..." Lu Liang's face showed a trace of embarrassment.

"It's not difficult to operate, but it's interfering with the soul after all, and we're not that familiar with each other. Are you sure you want me to do it?"

Lu Liang raised his eyebrows, "Do you trust me so much?"

Hearing this question, Ma Xianhong looked directly at Lu Liang and smiled frankly.

"It would be a lie to say I completely believe it, but I believe it about 70% to 80% of the time."

"Besides," Ma Xianhong's voice turned serious, "this matter is very important to me, so I am willing to take the risk!"

He raised his hand and pointed upwards, signaling Lu Liang to look up.

"It's true that there are only you and me in this room right now." "But for a weapon refiner, the closest companion may not necessarily be a human."

Lu Liang looked up.

I saw more than a dozen Ruhua girls squatting quietly in various positions among the beams of the attic, all staring intently at the bottom.

If you look closely, you will find a black bald doll with a very mechanical feel mixed in, exuding a dangerous aura.

Lu Liang did not feel threatened by Ma Xianhong's straightforward way of expression. Instead, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He was even willing to reveal the existence of the black idol, which shows that Ma Xianhong trusts himself very much.

This is a good thing. After all, he is planning to do something small later.

……

"Then let's get started!" Lu Liang said calmly.

soon……

The attic door was closed and locked.

In the open space in front of the stove, Ma Xianhong sat cross-legged with his eyes slightly closed. His hands were resting on his knees, his knuckles slightly tense.

Lu Liangzheng was standing behind him.

"Relax, gather your own Qi, and don't resist."

“Focus on your breathing and let it become natural.”

"Now, think back to what happened before you lost your memory..."

Lu Liang spoke the hypnosis instructions in a calm and pretentious voice, looking extremely professional.

At the same time, he raised his right hand and placed it close to the back of Ma Xianhong's head. The blue Qi flowed quietly under his palm and entered Ma Xianhong's brain along the Baihui acupoint.

As soon as the "blue hand" connected with Ma Xianhong's soul, Lu Liang's eyes widened slightly, with a look of surprise in his eyes.

From what he perceived, the damage to Ma Xianhong's soul was very serious, it could be described as riddled with holes.

Lu Liang quickly guessed the reason.

The soul of a normal and healthy person will repair itself automatically.

In order to maintain Ma Xianhong's amnesia and keep him under her control, Qu Tong must erase Ma Xianhong's memory every once in a while.

This is equivalent to repeatedly cutting Ma Xianhong's soul.

New wounds pile up on old wounds, and over time, scars are everywhere... Once you try to recall, you will feel extremely painful. This is Ma Xianhong's current spiritual state.

However, Ma Xianhong's soul and mental strength are very strong, which is why he has not collapsed until now.

Of course, this is probably also the reason why Qu Tong cannot brainwash him directly.

After sensing the situation, Lu Liang gathered his thoughts, concentrated, and began to operate.

All he had done before with the "Blue Hand" was destruction and control, and this was the first time he had done repair.

The memories that have been taken away cannot be restored by outsiders, so Lu Liang’s operation is to accelerate Ma Xianhong’s self-repair.

……

Memory is related to both the soul and the actual physiological structure of the brain.

For example, the temporal lobe, hippocampus, and amygdala.

The Qi flowing under Lu Liang's palm changed from blue to red, precisely acting on the actual damage in Ma Xianhong's skull, carefully repairing the damaged tissues and nerves.

This is the basis for memory recovery.

Immediately afterwards, Lu Liang manipulated his blue hand to touch a wound on Ma Xianhong's soul and stimulated it without hesitation.

This is also done to speed up the soul's self-recovery.

Only by removing the old scab can new flesh grow.

"Well!"

Ma Xianhong subconsciously let out a cry of pain, and his fingers on his knees clenched suddenly, his knuckles turning white from the force.

But he forced himself to hold back and not move at all.

Lu Liang glanced down with satisfaction.

Ma Xianhong is indeed very determined to restore his memory.

What made Lu Liang even more satisfied was that the soul wound that had just been stimulated by the blue hand actually began to grow slowly from the edge.

Although the speed is not fast, it is undoubtedly recovering bit by bit.

"Sure enough!"

Lu Liang's eyes lit up instantly. Without hesitation, he increased the input of Qi flow, allowing the blue Qi flow to cover every wound, intending to complete all the stimulation in one step.

"Next, it might be painful, so be patient!"

"Ah."

Ma Xianhong clutched his clothes tightly with both hands, gritted his teeth, and responded with shining eyes.

He could feel that the fog that had been covering his mind was slowly dissipating.

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