[Curse Return] How can a sorcerer not be crazy?

"First, you need to remove the unlimited technique, completely relax, and try not to have any thoughts of resistance."

Huailiang pulled a chair and sat in front of the bed, looking at Gojo Satoru lying on the soft white bed, and gradually lowered his voice.

"My mental threads are very thin, so I won't feel any pain from foreign bodies invading, so don't be nervous."

Gojo Satoru didn't know if he had lost his mind, otherwise he couldn't explain why he was like a pig on a chopping board, at the mercy of others.

The brain contains 100 billion neurons, with hundreds of billions of connections between them.

Anyone with normal IQ knows that if there is a problem in any of the ten areas from the frontal lobe to the brain stem, the body will suffer serious damage or even death.

And he, a six-eyed man that the Gojo family rarely produces in hundreds of years, was actually willing to take the initiative to try the "spiritual counseling" that the whole world had never heard of.

The subjects of this practice do not have professional medical licenses.

His original intention was to come over and take a look, and to kill some time by joking around with her.

But he seemed to be bewitched and agreed to the other party's suggestion for some unknown reason.

When he came to his senses, this was the situation now.

Huai Liang took a deep breath and emphasized again: "I am about to start, don't resist. If you interrupt forcibly, both of us will get hurt."

"Got it, stop talking nonsense and let's get started."

Gojo Satoru knew that a short pain was better than a long one, so he made up his mind and closed his eyes.

Thin, silvery, glowing threads protruded from her palms—the manifestation of her spiritual power.

They flipped and moved flexibly in the air like swimming fish, and stuck to Gojo Satoru's head.

He only felt a very slight chill in his head, and then he lost consciousness the next moment.

Huailiang opened his eyes again and found himself standing on a bumpy land like the surface of the moon.

It’s not entirely true to say that it is soil, because these circles of circular protrusions are a distinct silver-gray color.

——The heavy metal content is obviously over the limit and it will definitely fail the soil quality test.

Looking up, countless stars are scattered on the black velvet sky. They are twinkling densely, surrounding the blue "full moon" in the center.

Upon closer inspection, I realized that it was not the moon at all.

It was a huge blue eye that seemed to encompass the entire sky.

As if it sensed her arrival, the eyeball surrounded by white flocs rolled around a few times.

The next second, a round silver ball poked its head stealthily out from behind a raised silver soil.

Huai Liang was petrified instantly. If she was not mistaken, it was a... cat?

Her fingertips moved rhythmically a few times, and tentacles shot out, instantly wrapping up the ball of white hair and bringing it in front of her.

This is a strange-looking creature that looks somewhat like a cat.

It has erect ears, plump paws, and a silver-plate-like face with six cobalt blue eyes.

There was a small golden seal gleaming on the chest, somewhat resembling the Buddhist swastika.

Eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body and mind are the six senses.

Form, sound, smell, taste, touch, and dharma are the six dusts.

The six eyes have the ability to see through everything in the world. The appearance of this white-haired six-eyed little monster is by no means accidental. Perhaps this is Gojo Satoru’s... spiritual body?

Although people usually make fun of the name of his talent, saying it sounds like Six-Eyed Flying Fish, and also make fun of why it isn't called Eight-Eyed or Sixteen-Eyed.

I never thought that she could enter his materialized spiritual realm... There really is a spiritual being with six eyes!

At this moment, she remembered that she had previously speculated whether the other party's spirit body might be an insect-like creature with compound eyes, such as dragonflies and spiders - after all, it has "six eyes".

But the current situation is like a viviparous feline creature?

The little monster, who didn't understand the situation, was entangled by layers of tentacles, rubbing against each other, and moaning like a kitten.

The cool liquid oozing from the tentacles wrapped it, penetrated the skin under its thick hair, and nourished its body.

Feeling that it no longer had the strength to even cry out, Huai Liang closed his eyes and slowly withdrew the spirit body.

When he opened his eyes again, he was already in her suite.

The silver-haired boy on the bed opened his eyes as if he sensed something, met her gaze, and his eyes instantly turned red.

He buried his head in the soft quilt, and his skin began to feel hot inch by inch.

Like a steamed shrimp with its back hunched.

Huai Liang panicked when she saw this. Although her mental counseling had always been disliked by the sentries as unprofessional, it at least played a certain role.

But looking at his current appearance, he is obviously not normal. Could it be that she has damaged his brain?

"What's wrong with you? Are you okay? Are you clear-headed?"

Hearing her voice, Gojo Satoru's cheeks instantly turned redder.

He was ashamed and helpless, and clenched his teeth fiercely.

Just now, after he lost consciousness briefly, he came to his senses again and felt like he was trapped in a slippery and flexible cocoon.

At first he thought it was some strange cursed spirit, then he suddenly realized that he was doing spiritual counseling, so the creature that was haunting him might be her spirit, the Kraken.

But who can tell him why the feeling of spiritual counseling is so terrible?

One after another, threads of spirit kept lingering around, as salty and bitter as sea water, like lying in cold liquid.

This causes the neurons under the skin to vibrate as well.

It does not come from pain, but sweeps across every inch of skin and every cell in the body.

No matter how hard he shouted and struggled, there was no response.

There were even some spiritual threads that seemed to have life wandering around, which scared him so much that he quickly shut up and silenced himself.

He was like a poor insect caught in a spider web, at the mercy of others.

And she even had the nerve to ask him "what's wrong"!

Gojo Satoru buried his head deeper into the quilt like an ostrich.

He looked like a weakling who had lost all his strength, which was such a disgrace!

Huai Liang became even more panicked when she didn't get a response. She pushed his arm, but was pushed away by him with such force as if he had been electrocuted.

She certainly didn't know that the sorcerer's "spiritual realm" was not the common place where the spiritual beings such as guides and sentinels in her world lived.

Rather, it is a deeper area related to the soul.

In the soul realm, she thought she was just giving routine counseling to the six-eyed cat monster, but was sensed infinitely on Gojo Satoru's human body.

It was equivalent to touching his soul every time.

"Hey, tell me what's wrong with you, I'll see if there's any way to remedy it."

Gojo Satoru continued to close his eyes and pretend to be dead. How... was he uncomfortable?