"Okay, mom!"

Ling Yu agreed, and a simple wooden door appeared in front of her. When she opened the door, the room was covered in fog and she couldn't see the layout clearly.

"Ayu, what did you see?"

Aunt Shui asked softly.

"Mom, it's all fog, you can't see anything else!"

Ling Yu told the truth.

Aunt Shui was confused. Her soul-catching technique had reached its peak, and almost no one in the divine realm could compare with her.

She guided Ling Yu to open the door of memory. Logically, Ling Yu could remember what happened about Qiankun Jade when he pushed the door open, but how could he see it all fog!

Aunt Shui thought for a while and continued, "Ayu, walk in and you will find it through these fogs!"

Ling Yu continued to walk forward obediently, but he could not see anything except the fog.

And the head hurt violently.

"Mom, I have a headache!" she said in pain.

Aunt Shui smiled with satisfaction. This was Ling Yu's inevitable reaction in the process of digging out his memory.

"Hold on, just walk through the fog and it won't hurt! Keep going!"

Ling Yu endured the headache and continued to walk, but the headache was even more severe.

It seemed that there was a knife in her head stirring her nerves, causing her to feel so painful that she sweated heavily.

"Mom, it hurts so much, I can't stand it anymore!"

Ling Yu knelt on the ground with a thud.

This is really kneeling. King Ming saw Ling Yu kneeling on the ground next to him, and cold sweat rolling down.

He looked at Ling Yu's painful look indifferently, without any intention of stopping Aunt Shui from continuing to implement the Soul-Seeing Technique.

"A Yu, you're about to succeed, just hold on!"

Aunt Shui was not moved, and her voice was still gentle and beautiful.

Ling Yu stood up in the illusion, and countless pictures passed by like montage in his mind.

A tall building; a scene of her parents dying in a car accident; grandpa took her and Yerong to climb a mountain; she stood on a 10,000-meter-high peak with her backpack and a mountaineering pick...

Xiao Lintian whipped herself; the thin child rushed up to get whipped for her; Zhao Ruirui kicked her child off one after another...

These countless scenes finally turned into the woman standing in front of her. The woman's hands were beautiful and shining with a strange light...

Qiankun Jade... Qiankun Jade...

Ling Yu felt dizzy and another set of pictures flashed through his mind when he was about to faint.

A man was shaking in front of a mentally ill person with a pocket watch.

That's hypnosis!

When Ling Yu was studying in medical school, he was fascinated by hypnosis for one year and followed his tutor to learn hypnosis methods.

The mentor praised Ling Yu as the most talented student he had ever met. In time, Ling Yu would definitely become a hypnosis master.

It was only later that Ling Yu felt that studying new drugs was more suitable for her, so she gave up the subject of hypnosis.

Aunt Shui's flawless hand is equivalent to the pocket watch in the tutor's hand, and she is hypnotizing herself.

Ling Yu's head was lightning and thunderous. She bit her tongue hard, and the pain made her wake up instantly.

Aunt Shui didn't know that Ling Yu had broken free from his soul-catching skills, and said softly.

"A Yu, keep walking forward and you will almost pass through the fog!"

A lot of hair on Ling Yu's forehead had already fallen, covering her eyes.

She quietly looked at Aunt Shui in anger through the gap in her hair.

This woman is helping the evildoer. Is she using hypnosis to induce herself to tell the secret of Qiankun Jade?

Don’t Aunt Shui know that doing so is equivalent to killing herself?

As long as she tells all the secrets, the ending that she is sent to the Holy Mountain to dissolve the bone!

When Ling Yu thought of his tragic ending, he wanted to kill the woman in front of him!

Seeing her doing the cruelest thing with the most beautiful voice, Ling Yu's anger was instantly aroused.
Chapter completed!