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Chen Tang and Gan Yanshou took the horseshoe and left satisfied. Zhang Fang in the shadow sighed lightly: "I have already helped those who can help, I hope there will be a better result." ”

Qingyan lifted the curtain and entered, knelt down and asked, "Childe, are you resting?" ”

Zhang Fang shook his head: "Tomorrow we will enter the Wusun realm, Chigu City is only three hundred miles away, and this is also the edge of the radiation of the Zhizhi forces." It will be eventful in the future, and it will be difficult to settle down, so let's solve it all at once. Turn off a light and call Alimu and Zonba. ”

Qing Yan lowered his head in response, stepped forward, blew out a lamp, and the tent suddenly became dark, and Qing Yan slowly withdrew.

After a while, Alimu came. Zongba was on the camp in front of Pu, talking to the old man, and he didn't return for a while, and Shi Niu had already gone to look for him.

When Alimu came to Zhang Fang's tent and lifted the curtain at Han Jun's signal, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes. He remembered that this was the third time since the march that he had received a summons from this Zhang Gongzi at night. The first two times were also in the evening, as for what they talked about...... Strangely, he couldn't remember anything about it.

Alimu considered himself to have a good memory and a lively mind, and in his more than twenty years of business life, he had never missed a silver coin or copper plate. But things are so strange, no matter how he recalls, he just can't remember what this Zhang Gongzi said in the first two meetings, and what he said...... In view of this, he was very worried about this meeting.

Alimu was hesitating, and a faint voice came from inside the tent: "Alimu is here, come in." ”

As soon as the voice entered his ears, Alimu was like a demon and entered in response to the sound. The thick curtain hung down, cutting everything off......

After the tea, in the felt tent of "Zhang Yicao", there is a mysterious atmosphere.

The light is dim, the halo is dim, the vermilion lacquer case is blurred into a dark brown, and only a vague outline is seen behind the case, not to mention the face, even if it is close at hand, the figure is blurred.

Most of the light shone on Alimu's face. His expression was strange: sluggish, numb, lifeless, and his eyes were frozen and hollow, like a blind man, and as if he was sleepwalking.

Of course, Alimu is not blind, but at this moment, he is no different from being blind.

The felt tent was silent, except for a fluctuating voice that seemed to come out of a dark hole: "Alimu, I am your closest friend, and you must remember my advice." Then your heart will be at peace. ”

"Yes, you are my best friend, I believe in you, and I will do it." Alimu's voice was also so empty and numb, like sleepwalking.

"Very well, Alimu, if anyone mentions to you words like thunder cannon, thunder fire, heavenly thunder, and so on. You're going to be so sick that you're sick to your stomach, you're going to collapse, and your whole head seems to burst...... It's like waking up in the morning after a hangover – have you ever felt that way? ”

"I ...... There have been ......" With the inducement of this strange voice with an indescribable voice, Alimu's expression also became uncomfortable. He opened his mouth wide, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, his eyes bulged out, his trembling hands pressed his chest, he kept retching, and his mouth was ho-ho, like a fish out of water, as if he was about to die in the next second.

"Relax, relax, breathe slowly...... yes, that's it, that's what it feels. As soon as you say it, or even hear these words, you will feel like this, and you will definitely not like it......"

"Yes, yes, I don't like it...... I'm very, hard, ......"

"Also, saddles, stirrups, don't think about these things, think too much, your head hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts so much that it explodes......"

"I don't want to, I get a headache when I think about it." Alimu held his head, his facial muscles twitching, and he looked very painful. But what is terrifying is that the words that come out of his mouth are completely detached from his expression, and his tone does not fluctuate at all, without emotion, as if sleepwalking.

Needless to say, this is exactly Zhang Zai's brainwashing of Alimu, or rather, "Heart Gu".

When a person is in a hypnotized state and receives the same suggestion and inducement repeatedly, he will continue to strengthen this suggestion in his mind. If the time is long enough and the inducement is strong enough, a "forbidden zone" will be formed psychologically. Any words or actions that touch this forbidden area can cause a strong discomfort reaction, and in severe cases, even excesses.

It's like planting a Gu in your heart, eating and living as usual on weekdays, and once there is any intentional or unintentional temptation, it will trigger a violent backlash.

Of course, this kind of inducement, which is almost like planting a "time bomb", is not something that hypnotists can play with. Most of the time, at most, they can only "bury a small cannon battle", and often "squibs". And what Zhang Fang did was close to witchcraft. Of course, this terrible witchcraft actually has a psychological basis, and Zhang Fang just took it to the extreme.

Alimu is a Hu merchant, and he will eventually return to his hometown and continue to do business. He saw the power of thunder and explosives, and he saw the convenience of the saddle and the wonder of the stirrup. He knew very well what these novelties meant. Zhang Fang believes that if certain measures are not taken, once this Hu businessman leaves his sight, leaks will be inevitable.

The saddle and stirrup, after this multinational joint march, will leak sooner or later, but Zhang Fang must minimize the method and progress of this spread -- at least this one must be completed. As for gunpowder, no one is sure for a shrewd merchant what he sees in it. Therefore, no matter what he saw or guessed, Zhang Fang had to erase it from his mind.

Zhang Fang's "Heart Gu" was not only limited to Alimu alone, everyone around him, but anyone who could come into contact with the raw materials of gunpowder accepted his "admonition", and more than once.

Zhang Fang does not doubt the loyalty of the people around him, but you can't pin everything on the so-called loyalty, people's hearts are the most unpredictable, even a psychological master dare not say that he can measure this. Loyalty is not permanent, nor is it absolute. What's more, sometimes, it's not a question of the person's loyalty, it's a question of the people close to him - otherwise how could there be such a creature as a "spy" in this world?

The fortress is the easiest to attack from the inside, and Zhang Fang wants to build a heart wall for his subordinates before that, isolating all uncontrollable factors!

Zhang Fang's voice continued to sound: "Alimu, remember every word I say and carve it into your brain." Whether awake, asleep, eating, going to the toilet, or even having fun with your wife and concubine, do not forget - to forget is to suffer. ”

"Yes, I will remember every word, whether it is awake, sleeping, eating, going to the toilet, or having fun with my wife and concubine and slave girl......

After another half an hour, Alimu bowed down and withdrew from the felt tent, except for his expression was a little trance, everything was as usual.

After a while, a slightly tired and tired voice came from the felt tent: "Zongba." ”

"Yes, master, Zongba is here......"