If Han Mo knew that he would meet this person when he came here, he was sure that he would definitely not come, because the man in white in the prison was actually the unsympathetic Bai Yelang who he had met in the wilderness inn, and Bai Yelang, who was inextricably linked with Yan Xueji.

Bai Yelang was playing the flute, and his cold star-like eyes were also staring at Han Mo's face at this time.

Han Mo has not been afraid of many people and things since he was a child, but for some reason, when he saw this Bai Yelang, he immediately thought of this guy's weird kung fu and temperament that night, and the chill on his body really rose, not necessarily fear, but definitely fearful.

"That's him!" Liu Qingyuan said in a low voice: "Director Han, it's really strange that this crazy guy can play such a flute. ”

Han Mo smiled reluctantly.

Shuang'er looked at the man in white curiously, although the clothes on Bai Yelang's body were sloppy, but his unique and weird temperament still existed, it seemed plain and elegant, but the flute sound was too melodious, similar to a demon.

The sound of the flute finally fell silent, Bai Yelang looked at Han Mo, and suddenly showed a faint smile, "I know you!" ”

Han Mo let out an "oh", tried his best to calm down, kept a calm smile, and said, "I know you too!" ”

"You were upstairs by the window that night!" Bai Yelang said lightly.

Han Mo smiled and said: "The senior's memory is really good, and the eyesight is good, I thought it was very dark that day, and the senior didn't see me." ”

Bai Yelang and Han Mo said a few words back and forth, just like old acquaintances, everyone else was dumbfounded, how could they know such a ragged madman?

Liu Qingyuan became nervous again, could it be that this madman is also Han Mo's friend? Isn't that the wrong person being caught?

"Your eyesight is good, too." Bai Yelang said calmly: "Are you here to listen to me play the flute?" ”

"The flute of the predecessors is pleasant, and not everyone is so lucky to be able to listen to the flute of the predecessors." Han Mo smiled, but he was fully vigilant and protected Shuang'er's side.

Bai Yelang's temperament is still incomprehensible to Han Mo until now, but as far as that night is concerned, he was warm and affectionate at first, but soon he was unkind, and it was really difficult to judge this person's temperament.

Han Mo knew that this person's martial arts were extremely strange, and he was definitely not an opponent.

Such a character actually tore the yacha on the street, and was willing to stay in prison, and played the flute very leisurely, Han Mo really couldn't understand his psychology, maybe as Liu Qingyuan commented, Bai Yelang is a "madman".

Such a madman can always do something that ordinary people imagine.

Han Mo knew that this person seemed to have a little preference for women, so he quietly guarded Shuang'er by his side.

In order to express his loyalty to Liu Qingyuan, the director of the prison coughed and asked Bai Yelang: "You finally spoke, and I thought you were dumb." It's good to be able to talk, I ask you, where is your home? Your accent is not from Beijing, is it from our Yan country? ”

Seeing that Bai Yelang didn't mean to answer, Liu Qingyuan frowned and said, "Do you want to go out?" Tell where your home is if you want to go out? Seeing that Bai Yelang didn't even look at himself, he was a little annoyed, although he felt that Han Mo and Bai Yelang knew each other, but there was not necessarily much enthusiasm between the two, it seemed that this prisoner and Han Mo were not friends, so he immediately put his mind at ease, and said in a deep voice: "Aren't you a spy of the enemy country, who came to spy on the news of our country?" If you can't tell where you are, I'll hand you over to ...... East Flower Hall!" He suddenly realized that Han Mo beside him was the director of the West Flower Hall, and at this time, he said that the "East Flower Hall" was quite ignorant of current affairs, and immediately changed his words: "That is to hand you over to the Yamen of the Criminal Department, which is not as comfortable as here!" ”

A weird smile appeared on the corner of Bai Yelang's mouth, glanced at Liu Qingyuan, and suddenly said to Han Mo: "I can play a lot of tunes, but there is one song that I like the most, I call him "Death in a Dream", I will blow it to you, do you say it's okay?" ”

Han Mo and Liu Qingyuan glanced at each other, and before they could speak, Shuang'er had already clapped her little hands and smiled: "Okay, good, your flute is so good!" ”

Bai Yelang smiled faintly, and the horizontal flute blew.

This time, the sound of the flute was more clear and pleasant, and a few notes drilled into Han Mo's ears, and Han Mo was intoxicated.

There is no doubt that if you want to describe such a song, you can only describe it as "this song should only exist in heaven, how many times can you hear it in the world".

The sound of the flute suddenly went up, with a strange sound, the moment this sound was played, Han Mo immediately felt that his body was flooded with a strange feeling, and the internal qi of the "Immortal Sutra" came up at this moment, and he couldn't help but breathe.

The essence of "The Book of Eternal Life" lies in the "eight winds do not move", how the external demons erode it, as long as you follow the method of "The Book of Eternal Life", you can maintain a calm mind.

It was also the role of "The Book of Eternal Life" that made Han Mo see a surprising scene.

The prisoners in the surrounding prisons were all fascinated, and what was even more surprising was that Liu Qingyuan and several officials also had strange expressions, as if they were listening to the sound of the flute, and they seemed to be thinking about something.

He went to see Shuang'er, only to see Shuang'er's two hands clasped together, placed on his chest, and the porcelain doll-like face was full of sadness at this time, which was a kind of sadness that I still pity.

Han Mo frowned.

He suddenly understood something, Bai Yelang's flute blew, and the internal qi of "The Book of Eternal Life" instantly flowed in his body, in other words, Bai Yelang's flute must be a little weird.

Han Mo knew that in this ancient world, there was no such bizarre martial arts, and that kind of kung fu that broke a thousand in one fell swoop did not exist.

But some strange but normal martial arts still exist.

One of the "** techniques", that is definitely there, just like hypnotism used in the medical field in later generations, there are some masters in this world who can also hypnotize people through certain things.

Seeing the intoxicated and unconscious appearance of everyone around him, Han Mo easily woke up to the fact that Bai Yelang was also a master of hypnosis, and this so-called "Death in a Dream" was obviously the song that Bai Yelang used for hypnosis.

This person is really weird.

Han Mo knew that if he hadn't urinated and started practicing the "Sutra of Eternal Life", then he would have been hypnotized.

Hypnotism is of course unusual, and the caster must have strong enough mental power to be able to perform hypnotism on others, otherwise the caster is likely to suffer from it if he encounters a stronger mental power than the caster.

Bai Yelang is performing magic here, and naturally he has sufficient confidence in his spiritual power.

Obviously, there is indeed no one in the prison whose mental power is stronger than Bai Yelang, although Han Mo relies on the "Book of Eternal Life" to avoid being hypnotized, it cannot be said that his mental power is stronger than Bai Yelang.

After hypnosis, the inner thoughts of the hypnotized person will be reflected on the face.

Although Han Mo was a medical school member in his previous life, he was not a psychologist, and he was not good at hypnosis, and hypnotism was an extremely mysterious technique even in his own time, and he also had a special esoteric hypnosis that was difficult to understand.

Han Mo actually only knows a rough idea of hypnosis, hypnotism is actually an inducement to make people enter a special mental state of sleep, sleep, wake, and wake, at this time, the person being spelled is in a trance, and can even see some fantasies buried deep in his heart.

The most terrifying thing is that sometimes the caster, even under the control of the caster, does something that the caster's own ability simply cannot do.

In the sound of the flute, Han Mo saw that Liu Qingyuan's face seemed to be frightened and seemed to be hideous, these were obviously the emotions brought to him by fantasy, but the sadness on Shuang'er's face made Han Mo a little puzzled, could it be that this innocent and lovely little girl was full of sadness in her heart?

Suddenly, he saw several jailers behind Liu Qingyuan pulling out their sabers, their expressions hideous, like hungry wolves, staring at their bodies.

Han Mo frowned, clenched his fists, protected Shuang'er behind him, and looked at the jailers coldly, there was no doubt that Bai Yelang had already manipulated the minds of these jailers and wanted to use these jailers against him.

The sword wind suddenly rose, and a jailer had a hideous face, staring at Han Mo deadly, raising the saber in his hand, and already slashing towards Han Mo.

Han Mo did not retreat but advanced, his body flashed slightly, and when he dodged the jailer's sharp knife, his right hand had already formed a palm knife, and his backhand aimed at the jailer's leg artery and slashed down.

He knew that when the jailer attacked him, he was lost in his nature, not the jailer himself, so he couldn't hurt them, as long as he let them go, and didn't let them attack him.

The essence of martial arts is also vividly reflected in this moment.

Fast, sharp, crisp, accurate, without the slightest drag, this is the modern military fighting technique!

When the first jailer fell, Han Mo's palm knife had already sliced into the second jailer's head, and the jailer didn't snort before fainting.

The last jailer didn't know the horror at all, but he didn't have a head and a brainless knife to slash at Han Mo, these mechanical moves were naturally easily cracked by Han Mo, and the knife in his right hand turned into a finger and poked at the jailer's waist and eye, and the jailer suddenly went limp.

Han Mo stood up and looked at Bai Yelang in prison, only to feel that this person was really a little hateful, and Bai Yelang also raised his eyes slightly at this time, looking at Han Mo, his eyes were full of surprise.

The flute continued, Han Mo sneered, suddenly walked to the prison door, and shouted, "You madman! His voice was so loud that it almost shook one's eardrums.

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