The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman

Based on Hugo’s experience of entering the minds of ordinary people many times, generally speaking, the space of human consciousness presents a dark state of nothingness, and there will be many very strange things surrounding it, which are generally the most recent thoughts of human beings. .

The consciousness space on the surface will be relatively empty, and most of them are some daily fragments. If you want to use a specific scene to describe it, it will probably be a square with many fragments and wonderful objects floating, and under the floor of the square are human beings. deep consciousness.

In general, the structure of human consciousness is not complicated. In addition to the upper and lower floors, there may be some floating small rooms. The attributes of these small rooms are different. Some people have many, some people do not, at least This is the case among the countless patients Hugo has seen.

But today, this consciousness space is different, because the first time Hugo landed, he saw a restaurant standing on the square.

It was a very Gotham-style restaurant, with a tall and narrow building, and there were a few large characters on the door plate, saying Iceberg Restaurant, but the difference was that there was indeed a layer of ice around it, and there were several A small iceberg stands at the entrance of the restaurant like a guard.

At this time, a thin figure came out of the dining room. When he saw Hugo, he was stunned and asked him, Who are you?

Hugo was also stunned, because he had never seen living things in the space of human consciousness.

If human beings are likened to a peach, then the space of consciousness is the peach pit in the middle, and the peach pit itself is a part of the peach, and no peach has a complete peach in the peach pit.

The space of consciousness itself is a manifestation of personality, so no one will recreate another self in his own space of consciousness, at least in most cases.

But now, Hugo has seen this wonderful state, he saw a complete peach in the peach pit, not only complete, but also a bit too complete.

The Cobbot in front of him is dressed completely differently from the real space. He is now in a suit and leather shoes, his hair is combed smoothly, he wears shiny leather shoes, and he has a sleek smile that does not belong to his age.

Hugo has seen many people describe a more perfect self in their consciousness space, but it is usually not expressed through the image of a complete person, usually some key items or keywords.

For example, a person with a lack of academic qualifications hopes to have a better academic qualifications, so in his consciousness space there will be some things representing exams, scores, admission notices or degree certificates, or there will be a separate small room, To represent his good hope.

The brains of ordinary people are not strong enough to realize the imagination to such a detailed level, and it is even more impossible to maintain such detailed fantasies in a hypnotized and relaxed state.

It was also the first time that Hugo saw someone imagine another self in his mind, and at the same time, the fantasy was so detailed that it seemed to have a soul.

It's you? Cobbot looked at Hugo with some doubts and said, Is this what you call hypnosis? You can actually come here.

Hugo was a little dazed looking at him and the building called Bingshan Restaurant behind him, but Coppert maintained that smile and said, Since everyone is here, why don't you go inside and have a seat.

Hugo followed Cobbot into the interior of the Iceberg Restaurant, and something even more surprising happened to him. Everything in it was as detailed as reality.

This is almost impossible, just like when a person is dreaming, although he feels that he has seen some specific things in his dream, if a second person enters his dream, he will find that most What appeared in the dream was very general and hazy, and extremely incoherent.

This is the normal state of the human brain in a relaxed state, ignoring many unimportant details and only conveying some main concepts.

But this iceberg restaurant in the depths of Copperpot’s consciousness is not like this, from the decoration, layout, and structure of the entire restaurant to the wood grain on the bar counter and the reflected luster on the bar chairs, it can be said that if this restaurant If it appears in reality, it can be opened for business directly without any modification.

This was completely beyond Hugo's expectation. Even an interior decoration designer needs to go through countless revisions and adjustments to make the design and painting in his mind into a design work. If a teacher can refine the imagination in his mind to such a degree, then he will definitely be the most successful designer in the world, bar none.

Before Hugo was surprised, the door of the restaurant slammed, and an adult man in a suit walked in. Coppert greeted him: Professor Frith, are you here so early today?

Oh, Cobbot, you are here, how are you doing today's class? Have you learned all the knowledge of Protestantism?

I'll review it later...

Seeing the smooth conversation between the two, although Hugo was still immersed in shock, he couldn't help but start to analyze that this Professor Fries may represent the role of supervising his studies in Cobblepot's consciousness. Wanting to start reviewing and taking stock of his learnings, Professor Fries is there.

Hugo went down and continued to stare at Victor who walked in, as if he wanted to find some incongruities in him, but he couldn't find it at all. Although he had never seen this Professor Fries, he could already tell from Cobb From the image in Te's mind, he is a wise, knowledgeable and elegant professor.

Before he could think of the answer, the door rang again, and a man in a long trench coat and holding an umbrella walked in. Hugo said in surprise, Schiller?

How is it, Mr. Copperpot, has your condition improved? How do you feel recently? Are you still planning to move?

Hugo could see that Schiller seemed to be playing the role of a gentle doctor in Copperpot's mind.

But this is normal, Hugo thought. In the record of Copperpot's treatment, Hugo didn't see any radical therapy, but some conservative psychological counseling and conversations. No wonder Copott felt that Schiller was a Good doctor, but Hugo thinks that this kind of conservative treatment is completely Schiller's inaction.

At this time, Hugo in reality frowned, and while exploring in Copperpot's conscious world, he whispered: Come on, let me see what you are most afraid of...

As he spoke, he pressed a button on the machine with his hand, and the machine issued two sharp alarms, and then Cobblepot's conscious world shook violently.

A fierce howl came from the shattered space. Hugo saw that the figure of an old woman covered in blood and holding a sharp knife was extremely huge. One finger was bigger than the entire Pingshan restaurant. Her face was covered in blood and she was waving The dagger shredded Copperpot's consciousness space in an instant.

Hugo, who was connected to the machine, also let out a scream, then woke up, sat on the ground and gasped for a long time.

Hugo stood up holding his forehead, and said in a low voice: I should have thought of it... Fear will also be manifested in a more vivid and destructive way...

Cobot just woke up faintly from his chair as if he had had a nightmare. The pale Hugo had to hold on and said, The result is not bad, but your willpower is a little weak, and some of you may be affected by it. disturbed by images of fear...

I know. Cobbot said calmly, Because I often have nightmares.

When he saw Hugo who seemed exhausted enough, he felt a little disdainful. He didn't feel that this kind of hypnotherapy had improved his condition, but the doctor seemed very tired.

He shook his head, and before leaving, he thought, next time he should come again when Dr. Schiller is around, this substitute doctor is really not very good.

Hugo, who suffered setbacks from Coppert, did not give up. He thought it might just be a coincidence. Copott is a one-in-a-million gifted child, so he is very specific about the details, but he still believes that, This does not reach the level of thinking palace, it is just a more refined imagination of one's own dreams and expectations.

Another name that had been recorded in the medical records made Hugo somewhat familiar, and that was Victor Fries.

Hugo was once in Copperpot's consciousness space and heard Copott calling him Professor Fries.

The medical record stated that Victor suffered from mild anxiety disorder, the symptoms were written in general, and there was a record of drug treatment, and he seemed to recover quickly, but Hugo was still very curious about it, he wanted to see To see if Victor was the same as in Copperpot's conscious world, he called Victor again.

As Schiller's colleague, of course Victor knew that he had resigned, but this time Hugo used the reason that there was a problem with the invoice for the medicine, and hoped that Victor himself would come and communicate.

Issues of invoices, tax payment and insurance are taken very seriously, and Victor didn’t think there was anything wrong with it, because he had been here once before because of invoices.

Entering the consultation room, when Hugo proposed to conduct a simple review, Victor didn't think much about it. He thought it might be that Hugo had confirmed that the previous doctor did not abuse drugs, so he cooperated and lay down on the chair .

Hugo entered Victor's consciousness in the same way, and then, the moment he entered, he was blown to the ground by a gust of severe cold wind.

What he was facing was an extremely cold and vast ice field. Hugo looked around in confusion, and found that there seemed to be no end here.

As mentioned before, the surface consciousness of human beings is like a square. The reason why it is called a square, not a plain, is because the size of the human consciousness space is limited, and the limit of most people’s consciousness space lies in the limits of imagination and thinking. , but Hugo walked for a long time in this vast snowfield, and he didn't see the boundary at all.

There are only three things here, ice, snow, and snow that is turning into ice. Perhaps even the wind does not exist, because Hugo didn't hear any sound of wind. This is an extremely quiet space.

But being quiet is not a good thing, it makes it even colder here, Hugo has only one feeling from the beginning to the end, that is cold, extremely cold.

Hugo gritted his teeth, held his breath, and wanted to crack the secret of this consciousness space, but no matter which direction he walked, how long he walked, what gesture he made, what words he yelled, the only response to him was endless Heavy snow, and endless ice fields.

There are no abstract concepts, no memory fragments, nothing that should be in the human mind, only ice and snow, only cold.

Just when Hugo was so desperate that he was about to give up, finally, he saw a ray of flame appearing at the end of the ice field. He tried his best to approach that direction, but he didn't know how long he had walked. He had already reached the point where his consciousness was numb from the cold. When he finally saw a small campfire.

There are several figures around the campfire, namely Cobbot, who is squatting and baking his hands, Victor, who is standing next to him reading a book, and Schiller, who is adding firewood to the campfire...

Why Schiller again? Hugo thought, why is there him everywhere?

But other than that. There was nothing again, looking at the endless snow field around him, Hugo's heart was already numb, but he dutifully pressed the button on the machine, wanting to see what Victor was afraid of .

Then, he heard a subtle click sound from the consciousness space, like a broken sound, and then it became louder and louder...

In an instant, a terrifying storm swept everything.

When Hugo's consciousness returned to his body, he couldn't help trembling with the arms hugging him, and his teeth were trembling.

In the well-heated office with a fireplace burning, he felt the extreme cold that he had never felt in his life.