This act of suddenly dancing a ballet at a tense moment, and uttering a melody brainwashing singing voice with an unclear meaning, makes everyone have a thought called "who am I, where am I, who is he and what is he doing".

It is in this mixture of confusion and shock that the original fear is naturally pushed out of their minds, and it is difficult to affect their emotions anymore.

Even the blood-red eyes of the pitch-black thing also stopped moving forward because of Tang Juyi's sudden move, staring at Tang Juyi with an incomprehensible gaze.

The little boy watched Tang Juyi just jump in front of him, still humming a tune he had never heard before, and he was at a loss for a while, not knowing what this person was going to do.

Someone next to him finally recovered from this shock, and then involuntarily looked at the "beast" in the courtyard that surpassed understanding, and was once again inspired by the blood-red eyes to a horror that was hard to forget:

"That'...... Over there......"

Seeing that someone wants something bad, how could Tang Juyi let this situation happen? So he immediately turned his head to look at the man, and exclaimed in a tone full of warning:

"Don't fight! Don't fight! What are the benefits of Jin Kela, whoever says it right will give it to him! ”

In fact, Tang Juyi was no longer able to use his calm mind to decide what words he should say at this time, because after the narrator appeared, Tang Juyi's emotions had been changing in an uncontrollable direction, so as long as he hesitated, he would be impregnated with fear.

Therefore, Tang Juyi had to force himself to empty his brain, only maintaining a simple and direct basic idea of "distraction", and using the words and actions that subconsciously emerged from his mind in a short period of time to ensure that he would not recall his previous fear.

In this way, what to say or do is not within Tang Juyi's control.

Although what Tang Juyi said was completely incomprehensible, his strong warning tone still drew the person's attention back.

"The fertilizer is miserable, and one bag can be sprinkled with two bags! Absorb two meters of nitrogen, phosphorus and potassium, and the yield of wheat per mu is 1,080! ”

While picking up the little boy who was still stunned on the ground, Tang Juyi recited these speechless contents aloud in an emotional tone.

Without looking at anything that was enough to make people lose their minds, Tang Juyi's eyes kept focusing on the little boy in his arms, and at the same time retreated into the room with vigorous steps, and his mouth still did not stop:

"Africa's agriculture is underdeveloped, and there must be gold! Japan's resources are too scarce, we need to have Jinkola! ”

"Cunning, cunning! How can you grow crops without gold? Jin Kela, Jin Kela! ”

In the depths of his affection, Tang Juyi couldn't help but whistle spiritually, making all the people who watched his behavior "refreshed", obviously because of this brainwashing tone and rhyme, he felt that he wanted to stop talking, but he felt that he wanted to listen to it again.

Bang!

The door was slammed shut by Tang Juyi, blocking the indescribable ghost from the outside, and the darkness that continued to erode with it.

Glancing at the people next to him who were still stunned, Tang Juyi yelled with hatred:

"What are you doing standing stupid?! Laugh! ”

Awakened by this roar, the men and women realized that the laughter ceremony was still going on, and they began to laugh again in a panic.

However, the human mind is associative, and after realizing that the Laughing Town Ritual still needs to be maintained, it is natural to recall the ghost that is still eyeing the door outside, so the signs of fear breed again.

"All look at me! Keep laughing and don't stop! ”

Of course, Tang Juyi was aware of the uncontrollable spread of thinking, so he immediately began to guide the minds of these people, trying to occupy the dominant position in their minds, so as to replace the impression that the ghost left in their minds.

Since Fang Cai's thrilling situation was completely saved by Tang Juyi, these people also had unconscious trust in Tang Juyi, and they all looked at Tang Juyi while laughing as he said.

Tang Juyi, who was holding the little boy, covered the eyes of the child in his arms, in case the child would panic when he saw the paint on the faces of these adults.

After confirming that everyone's attention was on himself, Tang Juyi coughed and cleared his throat, sank into his dantian, and shouted:

"Listen to me! Now it's up to me to sing you an Internationale! All eyes on me! ”

Before these people realized what "The Internationale" meant, Tang Juyi was already singing with emotion:

"Arise, hungry slaves! Arise, all the suffering people of the world! The blood is already boiling, and we must fight for the truth! ”

A strong GC atmosphere began to spread and spread in this Japanese-style house, until it became warm, as if I saw a red flag printed with golden yellow symbols fluttering in the air, proclaiming a spirit of freedom to defeat oppression and exploitation.

The laughter of these people gradually subsided, because their minds had already begun to be occupied by the rich atmosphere that Tang Juyi could create, and they were even about to forget what kind of ritual they were holding.

Whenever someone wanted to question or look out distractedly, Tang Juyi would always raise his voice sharply to stop it, interrupting their thinking associations at key moments.

It was in such an environment that only Tang Juyi's loud singing voice remained in the entire room:

"There has never been a savior~ nor does it depend on the immortal emperor~ to create the happiness of mankind~ it is all up to us! We want to regain the fruits of our labor~ Let the mind break through the cage! ”

"Burn that fire red! Strike while the iron is hot to succeed! This is the final struggle! Internachonel must be realized! ”

The little boy who was held in Tang Juyi's arms didn't speak, just let Tang Juyi hold him, listening to him sing the Internationale, shocked by this infectious singing, and forgot the previous horror.

After listening to it for a long time, taking advantage of Tang Juyi's opportunity to breathe, the little boy finally couldn't help it:

"This song...... What does that mean? ”

Tang Juyi sang for a moment, and then said in a righteous tone:

"It is a sacred song that celebrates the deeds of the great warriors of those days who defeated the darkness."

"Back then, there was a group of poisonous snakes and beasts that ate people's flesh and blood, but these heroes united and relied on their own strength to wipe them out, let the bright red sun illuminate the world, and realized Interna Cionel."

Listening to Tang Juyi's words, the child seemed to understand whether he understood or not, and then asked a question again:

"Are the beasts they killed the same as the one out there?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone shuddered, and the memories that had finally been suppressed reappeared.

Tang Juyi nodded without hesitation and gave an affirmative answer:

"Yes, it's not much different from the thing out there, it's something that makes people suffer. But as the song says, we're going to wipe it out too! ”

When he said these nonsense words, Tang Juyi completely said these words with a coaxing attitude, but he didn't expect that even the adults next to him showed firm eyes, as if they had gained great courage.

A man who looked old vigorously wiped the paint off his face and said loudly:

"Yes! Don't rely on the Immortal Emperor, rely on ourselves! ”

A young woman next to her was also wiping the paint off her face, as if infected by this emotion:

"Unite until tomorrow!"

sounded one after another, as if they were all inspired by Tang Juyi's casual words before:

"For the scarlet sun!"

"The blood is boiling!"

…………

Tang Juyi looked at these people silently, and it took a long time to hold back a sentence:

"You ...... It's a good seedling. ”