"What a horrible woman. Meng Shuai came out of the temple, turning this thought all the way.

Walking all the way to the residence, Meng Shuai took a breath of cold air, his mind cleared up, and repeated, "What a terrifying woman." ”

When he arrived at the residence, Xie Li greeted him and said, "Someone just picked up Ying'er and said that he was going to see the holy woman." ”

Meng Shuai was not surprised, and said, "I expected it to be so." ”

Xie Li said in a low voice: "That girl knows a lot of things about you, but when you left, you didn't have time to cross words, what should you do when you say that it is bad?" I want to remind her a few words, but I don't know what to remind." Just let her be cautious. ”

Meng Shuai said: "It's okay, it's useless to remind me anyway." ”

Xie Li was stunned for a moment, and said, "The holy woman is difficult to deal with?"

Meng Shuai said: "It's not the kind of difficult to deal with, it's the bottom of the kettle." Don't say Zhiying, it's you...... I'll go in later. ”

After entering the house, everyone was there, Meng Shuai sat down and said, "Just now the Holy Maiden said about our five-party rotation, and I said that I would wait for Senior Brother Song, so it won't be carried out for the time being." Maybe it's going to be a few more months to wait, no problem, right?"

Bai Wuqing took the lead and said: "Of course, if we come together, we must also go together." Song Mutou ...... Even if you can't find it, you have to find it for half a year before leaving. ”

Yao Lingbo glared at him, blamed him for speaking unlucky, and said, "What are you afraid of? Not only wait, but also look for it, until you find it." Everyone nodded.

Meng Shuai said: "I will definitely find it." Oh, by the way, the saint may have to talk to someone in a moment, you have to pay attention. ”

Yao Lingbo said: "Who are you looking for?"

Meng Shuai said: "If you look for everyone, you should be looking for everyone." ”

Several people looked at each other, and Bai Wuqing said, "You said pay attention...... What's the way to pay attention?"

Meng Shuai said: "Pay attention to being generous and decent, don't have stage fright, and have the style of my northern disciple." Alright, let's rest, everyone. ”

However, everyone didn't move, looking at each other, and Bai Wuqing asked, "That's it?"

Meng Shuai said: "That's it." Still have questions?"

Bai Wuqing said, "Then what are we going to say?"

Meng Shuai said: "If you have anything to say, you can't say anything to others." Have we done anything wrong?" Seeing that everyone shook their heads, they nodded and said, "No." Since there isn't, what's the problem? ”

Everyone dispersed in confusion, only Xie Li thoughtfully glanced at Meng Shuai, opened his mouth to speak, Meng Shuai said directly: "Don't ask, there is nothing to say." He turned and left.

Back in the house, Meng Shuai closed the door by himself, touched the corner of his forehead, found sweat, let out a sigh, and said for the third time: "What a terrible woman." ”

This saintess, in addition to her unfathomable strength, which Meng Shuai can't see, what is even more terrifying is the ability to grasp people's hearts.

It doesn't mean that it describes the kind of grasp of people's hearts that has insight into human nature and wisdom, but it literally.

When talking about the saint with Honghu, Meng Shuai only thought that it was an unfathomable fairy, but Wei Chanyu and Meng Shuai said that when they left the saint, everyone forgot about the appearance of the saint, Meng Shuai suddenly had a thought: This saint, isn't it hypnotic?

In a word, it is a prophecy.

When Meng Shuai saw the eaves, he really felt exquisite, when he saw the girl, he really felt beautiful, and when he saw the layout of the house, he really felt elegant.

Until he heard the sound of the piano, he suddenly woke up.

After waking up, he was in a cold sweat, and he realized that his mind had been completely lost just now.

However, at this time, he was already in the game.

From the very beginning, from the moment a corner of the eaves was exposed in the midst of thousands of trees, he was dragged into the game. Everything he saw, everything elegant, beautiful, harmonious, was drawing him into an atmosphere, an atmosphere of letting go of his guard, of letting his guard down, of letting his guard down, and when he melted into the atmosphere, when his defenses broke down little by little, that was when he had no secrets.

To be able to do this, the atmosphere is only secondary, and the most important thing should be the special ability of the saint. Let Meng Shuai giggle on the surface, but in fact, people who are as vigilant as hedgehogs in their hearts can put their minds at ease, and they don't even notice that they are in the middle of it.

If it weren't for the sound of the piano, he might have unconsciously said everything he wanted to say and didn't want to say.

Of course, the sound of the piano was not a good intention, on the contrary, it was a means of attack, attacking Meng Shuai's mind and making him disintegrate faster. However, it was self-defeating.

What Meng Shuai is not afraid of is a substantial spiritual attack.

The Holy Maiden's method is by no means a spiritual attack, but a special ability similar to the hypnotism of the previous life, which directly acts on people's hearts, is formless, qualitative, and without a trace, but has already controlled people's thoughts and emotions. That's a psychological thing, and it's far more than the psychological masters of the previous life.

But the sound of the qin is just a fairly clever spiritual attack, which is not intended to act alone, but only cooperates with the means of the Holy Maiden, making the recipient more vulnerable and easier to control.

But he fell behind.

Meng Shuai's spiritual power was already strong, and in the underground world, he gained the perception of Qiancheng, and summoned the black soil world with his spiritual power, and carried out a series of battles, whether it was strength or means, it was not a step. When the sound of the piano attacked his spiritual world, it immediately caused a series of reactions, like turning on the switch of defense, and the alarm system turned on, making him sober up.

After sobering up, Meng Shuai was afraid for a while, although he tried not to be quiet on his face, and he had to follow the previous drunken performance, but there was a cold sweat behind him.

But what should I do next?

His first thought was that since the other party had such a means, he must be very confident, and at this time he wanted to deceive people, and he would definitely deceive one by one.

But then, he suddenly controlled himself, and a thought crossed his mind: Whatever you want, is it okay?

Meng Shuai thinks that he is very precautionary and alert, not to mention his mental strength, he is so easy to fall into the middle of the river, let alone others?

If it's just a general cliché, or even a threat and temptation, he can confirm that the people around him, at least Honghu and they won't betray him, but if he doesn't want to betray, he can't betray?

Especially when I think of what Wei Chanyu said before, after many people go out, they even forget the appearance of the saint, so I am afraid I can't remember what I said, right?

In an instant, he figured it out.

Overturn all previous drafts. Because the rhetoric he prepared before was all based on the premise of information asymmetry, assuming that his friends would hide it for him, or even deceive him. And he must now assume that all people, whether they are Honghu or Xie Li, whether they are loyal or cautious, intelligent or straightforward, all of them will tell everything they know when they see the Holy Maiden, and they cannot hide it.

Under this premise, if he says something that contradicts what anyone knows, it will become a big joke full of loopholes. The only thing he could change a little was what happened when there were no eyewitnesses at all. The room left for him is really limited.

Meng Shuai's mind spun rapidly, and he suddenly found that what he had thought before was too complicated.

How much does he need to hide?

Whether Xie Li saw him playing Qingluan, Honghu knew about his entanglement with Qingluan, and his series of methods in the underworld, it was indeed not a performance worth boasting about, but after all, it was not ugly, right?

What he really wanted to deny was not the whereabouts of Qingluan and the existence of the divine land?

If Zhiying hadn't seen him go with Qingluan in the end, then the entire section could have been annihilated, but in the end, Zhiying still saw it.

Now only Zhiying and Honghu know about this matter, but judging from the premise he just set, Zhiying must not be able to hide it, and the saint will definitely know.

So it is a fact that Qingluan disappeared, and it is also a fact that he ended up walking with Qingluan. What he needs is to explain Qingluan's whereabouts, and there is no way to shirk it.

Qingluan was neither killed by him, nor was he detained in the divine land, waiting for him to kidnap the other first seat to change, if the two were naturally separated and Qingluan was lost, it obviously didn't sound real.

Someone needs to catch this black cauldron.

In a hurry, it was really a test to make up a black pot that was black enough, and Meng Shuai also made it difficult, so he took the trouble to talk about his previous experience, whether it was faceless or embarrassing, he would say it all time, and the details would not be fine.

The reason for saying these large paragraphs is that first, it is to delay time, and second, the more facts are said, and the more false words are mixed at the critical moment, the easier it is to win the trust. In particular, when these details can be matched with the testimony of other people in the future, it adds to his credibility.

Talking about it, Meng Shuai kept narrating and thinking.

In the end, he was in a hurry and pulled out a backstabber, thinking that he was already the best he could do.

"Phoenix ......," Meng Shuai repeated softly.

Only the phoenix took Qingluan away, let's talk about it. Meng Shuai was anxious to change the story of the golden man tree spirit, and combined with the legend of the underworld, he fabricated a story about Qingluan being used by the phoenix and brought into a place of sleep, so that he did not know life and death.

Because of the facts, Meng Shuai's story is relatively round, but some details have not been thought through, and after coming back, he will slowly make it up, and after he makes it up, he will have to self-hypnotize, so that he can believe that it is true. After all, the hypnotism of the saint is very terrifying, and maybe next time he will not be so lucky to stay awake.

Except for him, the others don't have to fight against the hypnotism of the saint, because there is no capital to fight at all. Therefore, Meng Shuai didn't mention it at all, and even in front of others, he didn't even say a hint, so that when they confided out, they could convey Meng Shuai's frank and unrestrained attitude, and they could more or less dispel the other party's suspicions again.

It's a big problem.

Because of the Holy Maiden's ability, in the next time, Meng Shuai needs to take every step of the way, because he no longer has reliable friends around him. Any friend or loved one has become a loophole in front of the Holy Maiden. No one can trust it but themselves.

If the saint is just a general inquiry, then it is fine, if she has ill will towards herself, then the situation will be worse than ever.

He stood by the window, looking from afar, calming his mood, when suddenly his brows furrowed, showing a thoughtful expression, and muttered, "The one who plays the piano...... How do you feel familiar?"