"Shut up!" Bing Sanzhang frowned: "What do I say, just do what you do!"

As soon as several scholars heard this, they sneered, clenched their fists and were about to turn around and leave.

Bing Sanzhang rubbed his eyebrows, he knew that these sour dices were troublesome, but he didn't expect them to be so troublesome. Originally, I didn't really want to do anything to the relatively scarce cultural people in this era, but judging from the current situation, it seems that it is not the time to worry about whether they will have sequelae.

"Xiaoman!"

"Got it, leave it to me!"

Xiao Man was prepared, touched the back of his waist, took out a small gourd with the word "pollen" written on it, poured some and rubbed it gently in the palm of his hand, opened his mouth and exhaled, and said, "Lost!"

The pollen blew down that breath, bypassing the noses of all the readers for a moment. The scholars who were still clamoring for a 'rebellion' just now froze in an instant, their expressions blank, and their eyes looked ahead with dull eyes.

Bing Sanzhang said lightly: "What I said just now, you will do it in the future!"

Xiao Man waved his hand to disperse the pollen, and more than a dozen people recovered from their stunned thoughts, you look at me, I look at you, and they all retreated behind Bing Sanzhang and spontaneously lined up in a row.

Bing Sanzhang nodded, and said in his heart that this spell is really good, but he doesn't know how long it can last.

"Come again!"

"Okay!" Xiao Man threw the small gourd into the air, smashed it with both hands, took a deep breath and blew it out.

A sudden gust of wind swept through the courtyard, and the five hundred soldiers instantly fell silent.

Bing Sanzhang looked at it, turned around and gave Xiao Man a thumbs up, then turned his head and said, "From today onwards, you will start a one-month re-education program for two hours a day in a class of fifty people. From literacy, to simple calculations, to management methods, we must learn! And we must learn with heart, go all out to learn, and always remember the rules of the inn!

There was silence below, and five hundred pairs of eyes looked at Bing Sanzhang blankly, as if they were in a fugue together.

Bing Sanzhang nodded, and Xiaoman let go of his hands.

One of the five hundred soldiers came back to his senses and looked around blankly.

There were already miscellaneous servants next to them who rushed up, quickly divided the five hundred soldiers into ten parts, and took them to the study place that had been prepared long ago after forming a little team.

"Then I'll take them over too!" Xiao Man pointed to the scholar behind him and said, "There are more than 500 people at a time, I'm going to watch a little." ”

Bing Sanzhang nodded and said, "It's okay, if you have any questions, call me at any time!"

Looking at the sound of Xiao Man leading the team away, the old ghost said: "Shopkeeper, do you think this is really effective?"

Bing Sanzhang looked at the bright and faint stars in the sky, and said with a smile: "Whether it has any effect or not, we will know tomorrow morning!

There was nothing to say all night, and the next day it was dawn.

The sound of the gong shook the sky, and the soldiers got up with their heads in their hands, and gathered in a daze.

"Array!"

The people who shouted the password were ten miscellaneous servants from the Xiang Army, and their voices were loud and clear. The soldiers subconsciously followed the password.

After a while, the formation was completed, and the five-by-ten square array was ten, and with the command of the miscellaneous servants, the team moved slowly, pulled out the courtyard door and began to practice.

"Left, left, left and right! Pay attention to your steps, one, two, one! Remember that side is left! That side is right! See if the people around you are the same as you. If it's different, who's wrong! Quickly adjust it! Left, left, left, left, ......left,

The handymen shouted loudly, constantly moving around the side of the group, and when they encountered inconsistent steps, they would kick up.

Soon, everyone adjusted their pace, and the whole stretch march began to look neat and good.

On the roof, the old ghost's jaw was about to fall, and he was surprised when he pointed to the team below, and his speech was stumbling: "This ...... This is the messy military men from last night?"

The others also widened their eyes, and they were saying this one word from their expressions to their bodies: unbelievable!

Even Xiao Man, who had performed the Ecstasy with his own hands, was surprised, and pointed his little finger downwards and said, "Only one night?"

Bing Sanzhang smiled and said, "It's just a trick!"

"Could it be the last effect of the Dream Technique?"

"Indeed!" Bing Sanzhang stood with his hands in his hands and tilted his head slightly: "You may not know very well, dreams are actually a very magical thing, people have all kinds of dreams when they sleep, and they can't remember it when they get up. But do you think you've forgotten? No, it's just hidden in the subconscious of your brain!"

"Subconscious?" the old ghost and the others asked in unison.

Bing Sanzhang waved his hand: "It's good for you to understand the sea of consciousness that the Buddha said!"

The subconscious mind is a very wonderful thing, and even in the era of explosive academic development in later generations, there were no eye-catching achievements in psychology and brain science.

In fact, the process of learning and growing up can be regarded as a process of turning foreign knowledge into one's own subconscious.

For example, when you walk, you don't know how to walk at all when you are young, and when you learn to walk, you rarely fall even when you are unconscious.

Another example is speaking, speaking is also to be learned. When you learn it, it becomes your own. Isn't there often amnesia plots in TV dramas, but how many can't speak after amnesia?

This is actually the transformation of foreign knowledge into the subconscious, or into one's own skills.

This is the purpose of Bing Sanzhang, to use the spell to imprint what he wants to instill directly in the other party's subconscious. Use the subconscious mind to influence the main consciousness in turn.

It's like copying a movie, one is to restore the movie to twenty-four pictures per frame, fax them one by one, and resynthesize the movie according to the number at the other end, and the other is to copy and paste directly in the online world.

Both approaches serve the same purpose, but the efficiency gap is very different.

Moreover, it only transmits knowledge, and does not change the fixed common sense. For example, if you engrave "I am a pig" in the other person's subconscious, it will definitely have no effect. Because the human brain has the ability to correct errors.

Thoughts that are completely contrary to your own subjective consciousness will be swept directly into the garbage heap. That's why the prefrontal lobe exists.

The subconscious mind completes the engraving, and through guided learning, usable talents can be cultivated. In this era when "being a soldier eats food, and eating food and becomes a soldier" is enshrined as the truth, soldiers will not have any ideological concerns.

This is the perfect team for Bing Sanzhang. With them as seeds, you can definitely grow gorgeous flowers.

After returning from the morning exercise, 500 people washed up and ate breakfast in batches, and started another day's work.