It was Sunday. After dinner, Feng Junzi was about to rest for a while, but Taomuling had already changed the clothes he had gone out yesterday and said to him: "When will we leave?"

Feng Junzi was a little confused: "What are we going to do?"

Taomuling: "Didn't you teach me yesterday? How can you completely get rid of these people's tracking?"

Feng Junzi: "I taught you? How did I teach you?"

Taomuling: "You said that the best way to get rid of stalking is to let the other party stop looking for you anymore, and the best way to let the other party stop looking for you is to let them believe that you are no longer in this place."

Feng Junzi nodded: "It makes sense, how to do it specifically?"

Taomuling: "You said I should go back to the hotel to go out and show up publicly to attract the followers. Then book a train ticket to Changchun at the hotel business center so that everyone knows that I am going to Changchun. You go to Chenyang in advance to buy two train tickets from Chenyang to Binhai. I get off in Shenyang, and you wait for me on the platform, and directly calculate the time to pass through the outbound tunnel to return to Binhai in the flow of people."

Feng Junzi heard the boss and thought it was so troublesome, but he thought that this bad idea was indeed his own style. Since he had already given other people an idea when drinking yesterday and agreed to help, he couldn't be lazy now, so let's go.

...

When the two returned home in the evening, they were exhausted. Feng Junzi was sure that Taomuling had thrown away the follower. Unless she had satellite positioning devices on her body, it was impossible to follow her by people. Then the person who followed her must be sure that she had gone to another place, Changchun or Chenyang. Feng Junzi had been struggling for a day and was extremely confused. He didn't believe that he could make such careful arrangements while drunk. The time between the train to Changchun and the train to Binhai was calculated at all. At that time, the rolling crowds in the platform and the tunnel were also the best cover. When the train back to Binhai started, the train to Changchun had not started on the platform.

Feng Junzi is not a fool, and he would not really believe that he was drunk last night. After returning home, he calmly checked the wine stored at home and found that there were five more empty beer bottles. It seemed that he drank with Taomuling last night. This time, his suspicion became even worse, and the five bottles of beer would not have drunk him like that.

Taomuling said that the plan to get rid of the stalker this day was formulated by Feng Junzi, so Feng Junzi now has something that cannot be understood: "How serious is the problem to make him so interested and so devoted to help Taomuling get rid of the stalker like this?" There must be a very important reason why he did this, but he couldn't remember the reason.

Feng Junzi's last memory of last night was the clear and charming eye waves of Taomuling. When he thought of Taomuling's identity - a doctor of psychology, he could vaguely guess that he had been tampered with someone without any precautions. But can hypnosis really erase people's memories? Feng Junzi has never experienced this.

Thinking of this, Feng Junzi felt that Taomuling had a little strange aura all over her body. Unexpectedly, he picked up such a person from the street. But Feng Junzi's mentality is very interesting. He didn't care. He immediately thought: "I once brought even a female ghost home. Do you still care about a woman? But this woman and female ghost have something in common, it's a Japanese!"

If another person had such an experience, he would worry about whether others had controlled himself through hypnosis. However, Feng Junzi knew a little bit about this. He knew that hypnosis or other psychological techniques could not control a person to do things he did not want to do, so he was not worried about this. Not only did he not worry, he became more curious.

When he went to bed that night, he tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. He became more and more interested in Momomuling's identity and experience, and felt that he had entered a very interesting game. He thought a lot, even thinking about Chen Zhen, Kawashima Yoshiko, etc. He also thought about whether Momomuling would be a spy from Japan or the United States? If this is the case, then he has the responsibility to dig her out.

Just thinking about it in the middle of the night, Feng Junzi suddenly understood the reason why he couldn't sleep. He was still scared of his brief memory loss last night, and was a little worried that he would wake up tomorrow morning and all of this today disappeared from his memory again. Thinking of this, he felt a little funny, but no matter how funny it was, he still couldn't sleep. He thought of a stupid but absolutely effective way - he simply stopped sleeping tonight!

...

Feng Junzi told Taomuling that he had met many people in the world in his childhood and learned a lot of strange things, but he did not lie. When he was a teenager, he had practiced alchemy techniques, studied fasting and eating qi, guided meditation, took Kan and extracted li, and operated the Zhoutian, which can be said to have been ahead of the qigong fever in mainland China.

But Feng Junzi did not become a master. He was a little unlucky. He almost got into a devil when he was meditating and refining alchemy. Feng Junzi grew up in Wucheng. At that time, it was just a small city. Now people in the city may not understand the environment in the city at that time - why are there pigs slaughtering in the city? Feng Junzi's almost gotten into a devil's experience was related to pigs slaughtering.

A butcher lived not far from Feng Junzi's house, and killed pigs in the backyard every now and then. Generally, pigs were killed very early, and they had to take the knife before dawn, and they rushed to the vegetable market after dawn. On that day, Feng Junzi meditated a little late until it was almost dawn. Feng Junzi adjusted his breath and entered tranquility. When the true energy flowed through the twelve floors (the location of the chest and throat), suddenly a scream came from his ears. Now, someone's screams were described as "a howling like a pig". Feng Junzi heard the sound of a pig that was like a fake.

Perhaps because he was young and did not have enough concentration, Feng Junzi felt his blood rolling, and at the same time, his eyes were full of colorful halos. He thought it was not good, so he quickly gathered his mind and calmed himself up for a long time, and finally he was in danger. However, this unexpected experience left Feng Junzi a sequelae, that is, when he was very tired or used his brain too much, he would often encounter nightmares at night. In the nightmare, his body could not move but could see everything around him, but there were always sharp tinnitus sounds in his ears. According to the doctor, this is neurotic tinnitus, which will occur when his brain is too tired. However, since so many years since he graduated from college, Feng Junzi has never had this happen again.

On that night, Feng Junzi felt something was wrong, and the feeling that many years ago was back. When Feng Junzi decided not to sleep, he remembered that he had not practiced meditation for a long time, so he decided to meditate overnight. After all, the foundation of more than ten years is still there. Feng Junzi regulates his body, breathing, and mind has finished, and soon entered a state of forgetting things and self, melting his entire consciousness and body into an ethereal space. In this ethereal state of concentration, there are still feelings of facial features, but there will be no trace left. It can be described as a bird flying over the mirror, and when it flies by, it will cast a shadow, but it will fly away but it will not leave anything. But today's situation is a bit different. As soon as Feng Junzi entered into silence, he felt a sharp chirping sound coming from his ears, just like the tinnitus in the nightmare that had been plaguing him many years ago.

A person in his thirty years old naturally has much better concentration than a teenager. Feng Junzi is not panicked, but just ignores it and lets this sound ring in his ears at will. But the sound never ends. At the beginning, there was a faint scream, but later the sound gradually became louder and turned into a very real sound.

Feng Junzi was still listening quietly, and the sound in his ear became a sound of waves hitting the reefs, and the sound was extremely real. Gradually, the sound of guns and cannons came again, and the sound of guns and cannons became louder and louder and more deafening. Just when Feng Junzi felt that his eardrums were almost unable to bear it, the sound of guns and cannons became weaker, and Feng Junzi heard waves of women crying in his ears. The crying was desolate, and gradually the crying changed again, becoming a tender cry, the crying of a baby...

The sound of waves, gunshots, and the crying of women and children sounded alternately in Feng Junzi's ears. Feng Junzi probably had to thank him for his long-term troubles of tinnitus at this time, so he could still remain calm and keep his mind calm in meditation. Feng Junzi felt that this sound became more and more real in the state of concentration, and the real thing was no longer like the hearing in the illusion. He listened carefully to the direction of the sound, but it actually came from the bedroom - Taomuling is sleeping in the bedroom now.

Feng Junzi was confused, and this distraction immediately came out of the state of calmness. However, when Feng Junzi's mind dissipated, all the sounds suddenly disappeared. Feng Junzi couldn't sit still anymore. He walked to the bedroom door and knocked on the door. He heard the sound of the peach wood bell turning on the light, and then asked with a sleepy question: "Feng Junzi, what's wrong with you?"

Feng Junzi: "Taomuling, did you hear anything just now?"

Taomuling opened the door and seemed to have not yet woken up completely from her sleep: "What's the sound? I didn't hear anything. What's wrong with you? Can't sleep?"

Feng Junzi: "It's okay, nothing happened. Maybe it's the movement outside, so you can go to bed."
Chapter completed!