Chapter Ninety-Eight: Brainwashing Mode

Not only is it talented, but the person in charge of the selection actually said something about looks and luck.

They just saw one.

The person who was said to be very lucky originally thought that he was going to be brushed down, but he didn't expect the person in charge to roll his eyes and say that he was lucky enough, and he was still lucky to stay. Happily humming a song and leaving.

In front of those who passed faster than him, he was still proud.

Now that he is so lucky, he will definitely have a future in the cultivation realm.

This person is already fantasizing about what it will look like to be famous.

The man looked at all this, and although he couldn't see anything on his handsome face, there was a gloomy color between his eyebrows.

The woman didn't react.

They were at the back of the line, and by the time they tested, it was from morning to noon. The monk in charge had run out of patience. Anyway, they are all going to be sent to that place, and it doesn't matter if there is a spiritual root or not.

So when it came time for the two of them, the monk just looked at them casually a few times, and then waved his hand impatiently: "Alright, alright, let's go in." ”

The man pulled the woman and went straight in.

The monk looked at the two people's hands together, sneered, and said to the monk next to him who was in charge of the record: "Look at it, the man looks like that, but the woman has covered her face, and she must be ugly and can't see anyone." The man may be blind. ”

This monk himself is long mediocre, and when he sees a good-looking one, natural sour words come.

I'm afraid that there is still some status in this group of people, and the monks next to him are all holding it. This time it was even more floating.

Among the group of monks who kept holding that monk, there was such a person, who was mediocre and ordinary, but at this time he lowered his head, and there was a light in his eyes that kept flashing.

"Zhang Yang, what are you doing. ”

When the monk saw that the guy who was usually uglier than him, he was silent at this time, and he did not say anything to hold him. Naturally, I was unhappy.

The monk who was called flamboyant looked up suddenly, and when he saw that everyone else was looking at him, he smiled innocently, "I was thinking about what was going to happen next, I, I don't remember." ”

Zhang Yang is not a person as his name suggests, but a rare saw-mouthed gourd, and he usually has no sense of existence.

Others weren't suspicious of him like that.

I just happily talked about where to go to play later. There was a noise of voices, and I saw that Zhang Yang lowered his head, his eyes were full of doubt, and his expression changed, not like the stunned and sluggish appearance before.

In the next round, it's something simpler, something basic brainwashing.

The handsome man and the woman dressed in black sat at the end, looking at the legendary power of the cultivation realm, and began to talk about the benefits of cultivation to that group of people, mentioning what immortality, soaring through the clouds.

The atmosphere below is naturally very warm, everyone

The response was very intense and the participation was extremely high.

The man said nothing with a mocking sneer on his face, while the woman sat there quietly, not reacting at all to the almost crazy scene in front of her.

The brainwashed monk was very satisfied with the reaction of this group of people, and for a moment he became proud, and did not see the completely different reaction from their side.

The woman listened to their nonsense, didn't react at all, and finally heard this somewhat crucial point.

"Now, we're going to give you all the opportunity to contribute to the cultivation realm!"

In a word, there was another burst of exclamation and exclamation.

Man:......

Woman:......

If you use your brain a little, you should know that this is something wrong!

Why do you believe it?

The monk was very satisfied with the reaction of the audience, and continued to speak: "We have found a secret realm, where there are countless treasures, as long as you enter, you can take whatever you want. ”

"Anything you want. ”

"The future of the cultivation realm depends on you. ”

The people in the audience were already ecstatic, and they were all shouting "Great, I do".

The man watched them faintly, and little by little he led the group into the trap they had arranged.

There was coldness in his eyes.

And on the other side of this venue, there are also people who treat all this coldly.

"It's too much, what are they trying to do?"

A disciple said angrily. Tang Jiu looked at the crowd of people who were in turmoil lightly, and his voice did not fluctuate at all: "It's very simple, the legendary Yunzhen Secret Realm of the Sword Sect needs to be watered with new blood." ”

Nan Jin's face was also gloomy.

The disciples present looked at each other, they didn't expect that the Sword Sect, which was almost going sideways in the cultivation realm, would really be so frustrated.

Is this going to use these ordinary people as a shield for them?

No one else knows, but since that incident,

Luoshan and the Sword Sect are incompatible, and they know a lot about the affairs of the Sword Sect.

That Yunzhen Secret Realm was clearly a scam, saying that he wanted their elite disciples to explore the way. In fact, I just want them to die there.

Later, I didn't expect that to happen. It's still like that.

A hint of hatred flashed in Tang Jiu's eyes. His hands clenched into fists.

"Tell me to go down and do what I want. ”

"Don't be too obvious, but poke me out whenever necessary. ”

Tang Jiu stood up and looked at the group of crazy people, there was an indescribable coldness in his voice, "This time, I want to discredit the Sword Sect, and I can't raise my head again." ”

This brainwashing meeting was held for a long time, and the woman was worried that the man's body would not be able to stand it, so she tasted his pulse, and then observed his face.

The man sensed the woman's concern for him, and just reached out and patted the woman's hand to comfort her.

After all, it was the first brainwashing, the monks felt

You can't rush it, it's going to disperse early. Ask them to come once a day to listen to the teachings.

Listen to the brainwashing every day and make sure that everyone has to be crazy and obsessed, which is the best.

After leaving the compound, the woman and the man walked last again, the woman helped the man, and when they were about to walk back, the man suddenly patted the woman's hand.

The two men walked to another road, left and right, and after coming out of the alleys, they made sure that no one was following, and then left.

When the monk named Zhang Yang was in the alley, he was dizzy and didn't know where to go.

When he came out, he found that there was no trace of the two men.

After the frustration, there is even more suspicion.

After the two men returned to their small courtyard, the first thing the woman did was to help the man into the bedroom, prepare a decoction for him, watch him drink it and then rest, and then left in silence.

Sitting at the stone table in the courtyard, it was almost dusk, and the sunset shone on his body, but it could not illuminate the emptiness in his heart.

The breeze blew in with the scent of flowers, and the woman saw the flowers that had been placed on the stone table in the morning. It has long lost the freshness of the morning, but at this time it is dry and withered.

People will be like flowers?

After the splendor, there is no quiet beauty, only infinite loneliness and loneliness.

The woman sat alone for a long time. He didn't say anything, his movements didn't change, he was like a stone sculpture, he couldn't speak, he couldn't laugh.

When night fell, a small lamp was lit in the house. As if she had suddenly woken up, the woman got up and walked slowly into the house.

The man leaned on the collapse beside him, and in front of him was a lamp, and under the orange light, his handsome face was indescribably gentle.

The woman felt that her cold heart seemed to be slowly warming. He stepped forward and draped a piece of clothing over the man's body.

And he brought him a scroll.

The two sat opposite each other without saying a word. None of them mentioned today's events, like something inconsequential.

The atmosphere is warm and harmonious.

Since that day, they have started a life of not going out, just staying in their own courtyard.

These days, although I don't know what's going on outside, I can occasionally hear a few words from the mouths of those who pass by the door.

The brainwashing of those monks is also beginning, and the scope is constantly expanding. From those who took the initiative to go, they have now set up a stage in the bazaar.

openly began to brainwash the people of the whole city.

It's also an effective method, it seems that gradually, those who are not young and young are also announcing that they want to cultivate immortals.

The monks were happy to hear about it. The people of the entire city began to go crazy. It's like smoking something addictive, giving up production, work and daily life, just looking forward to living the life of an immortal all day long, immortality, soaring clouds and fog, calling for wind and rain.

The rich and noble families are better, and some of the families can be consumed, but those are poor

Those who are trapped or ordinary are constantly brainwashing themselves, and they will be able to live a good life soon.

Although they stayed in the small courtyard and didn't see each other with their own eyes, they knew that they must have been coaxed into not knowing the south, south, and northwest, but looking at the monk's brainwashing pattern that day and the reaction of those people.

The patterns of life of men and women have remained the same, the only thing that has changed is that women spend more time alone. Many times, the man could see her sitting alone, not knowing what she was thinking.

At this time, the man always looked at her back for a while, and then slowly returned to his bedroom.

When I woke up the next day and found the woman's busy figure, I could guess that she must have not slept all night.

It seems like this has been the case since that incident. Something, will sit alone for a long time.

(End of chapter)