Counterattack Xiaoxian

Ji Ling was puzzled at first, but Wuhua winked, and he immediately understood and said: "You still understand what I mean, come on, get drunk before you stop!"

The two sat down to drink. Wuhua chatted with him about interesting things on the road while dipping his fingers in the wine to write on the desk.

When Ji Lingchu finished reading it, he was shocked. It turned out that Wuhua suspected that he had been "painted with souls".

Wuhua introduced that the so-called "soul tracing" is an extremely cold Qi refining method that can imprint the user's will into the hearts of others unconsciously, thereby achieving a specific purpose.

This technique is invisible. Only within the first few hours, the body of the user will emit a smell similar to fresh sawdust. If it is present or absent, it is difficult to detect it unless you pay special attention.

Wuhua has been wary since he arrived here. It happens that the master has a method of identification, so he can see through it at a glance.

But he didn't have the means to crack it. People who could use "Soul Drawing" had at least a cultivation level above the Qi Zong realm, which was no small matter.

Ji Lingchu thought, isn't this just brainwashing? When I carefully recalled everything I said and did at the banquet, I felt that Pang Ang had not exerted any guidance, and his own thoughts had not been affected!

But the practitioners were full of tricks and had to guard against it, so he wrote with wine: What should I do?

Wuhua's subordinates kept asking, suggesting that we just pretend we don't know and wait until we get out of Yunzhou. Ji Lingchu nodded, really feeling a little drunk, secretly sighing that people's hearts are sinister!

After drinking for a while, Wuhua excused himself as he was too drunk and left. Ji Lingchu lay on the bed, running "Grab Yuan", his mind sank, and jumped into the "Second Command of the Underworld Alliance".

Now is the time to seek organizational help!

When Ji Ling first arrived, he found that no one else was there, and only temporary commander Song Axue was in charge of the war room.

He asked curiously: "Did something happen?"

Song Axue looked serious and said, "The base has been invaded."

The "base" she mentioned refers to the entire amusement park. The last Calamity Star riot also affected other parts of the amusement park because the dog saint was injured and has not been dealt with.

Recently, everyone's abilities have recovered, and they have been sent out to repair the damage in turn.

Not long ago, field personnel reported the discovery of a foreign object intrusion, and now Dog Saint has brought people over to provide support.

Foreign object invasion? Ji Lingchu looked serious on the surface, but he didn't take it seriously in his heart. He secretly thought that the biggest "foreign object" was sleeping in the palace, but you just turned a blind eye.

However, it is good news that these people can walk out of the headquarters, indicating that the great cause is flourishing.

No, not long ago...! I had just been attacked by someone, and my place was invaded by foreign objects. Is there any connection between the two?

Ji Lingchu hurriedly told about the "soul tracing" matter. Song Axue thought about it for a while, thought it was very possible, and asked him to inform everyone quickly.

Ji Lingchu set off and took a tour bus to search the amusement park, and finally found a few figures in the Garden Castle in the heart of the area, it was Dog Sheng and others.

At this moment, they all looked up at the sky. The old professor in the wheelchair, the bald uncle, the man in military uniform and the two programmers were all there.

Ji Lingchu trotted over, squeezed in next to the Dog Saint, and said, "What are you doing?"

The Dog Saint glanced at him and pointed upward. Ji Lingchu followed the direction of his finger and saw a funny scene. On the upper part of this multi-spire Western-style castle, a boy wearing a rabbit ear hat was holding a net and catching butterflies. .

This butterfly is weird. Its two large wings are very much like human ears. Between the "fluttering", a few strands of crystal powder fall down. It can't be seen, but it doesn't fly away, making the boy wander around.

The boy was also very impressive. He was clinging to the wall with only one arm, crawling sideways and backwards like a big gecko, swimming freely.

But this was still a thousand miles away from catching the butterfly, because no matter how quick the boy was, the net was always a hair away from the target.

This often creates the illusion that the strange butterfly has been caught, which makes the boy unable to stop, and a group of people below also scream in surprise.

Ji Lingchu watched it for a while, but felt that it was useless and wondered why he had such a thing in his body.

"Why are you here?" Dog Saint suddenly asked.

He then told the story of "drawing the soul" again, and the Dog Saint continued to ponder. The bald man turned around and said: "You are right, the so-called drawing of the soul and this kind of strange butterfly are really the same thing. I remembered it. It also appeared in the European Middle Ages, maybe it just had a different name.”

Ji Lingchu hurriedly asked: "What exactly is it?"

The bald uncle said: "It is neither a physical object nor a spiritual body. You can understand it as a stream of consciousness. One of its functions is to be placed in the human body to obtain specific information."

Yes, then he didn’t run away! Wuhua said the same thing, and Ji Lingchu asked again: "Why is it specific information? Can't it read all people's thoughts?"

"When you ask this, I know that you don't understand psychology. The human brain has hundreds of millions of consciousnesses, which are complex and complicated. That is impossible. What's more important is that this thing is not brain consciousness, it belongs to the mind and involves people. The third level of the brain is difficult to explain to you."

"Mind consciousness? This is the first time I've heard of it." Ji Lingchu's face showed a thirst for knowledge.

"In ancient China, it was believed that the human heart is also a thinking organ. This is not all conjecture. The voice of the heart is the mind." The bald man explained helplessly.

Finally, the bald man scratched his head and said: "I will make a preliminary judgment that someone may not only want to know one of your secrets, but also want to influence you and make this secret beneficial to them."

Ji Lingchu felt a chill run down his spine when he heard it, and blurted out, "How do you know so clearly?"

After saying this, he lost consciousness and almost forgot that the person in front of him was the most terrifying "black doctor of knowledge refining" in the world. A single thought could control the life and death of thousands of people.

Dog Saint said: "Don't act rashly yet, let's go back and have a meeting to discuss."

Several people walked back one after another. The boy in the rabbit-eared hat was still chasing the strange butterfly. This persistence was really good. I wonder if he would still miss playing billiards?

The combat meeting was held under the chairmanship of Song Axue.

First, Ji Lingchu spoke, introducing the causes and consequences of the "soul tracing" incident, and then the bald man talked about his views from a professional perspective.

After that, everyone expressed their opinions and formed a relatively unified opinion. They believed that Yunzhou Mu Pangang was also planning the "Younan Army Depot" and that Weidie was specialized in doing this. Maybe if Ji Lingchu relaxed a little, the information involved would be revealed. will be leaked.

Perhaps that's not all. The bald uncle said that the best way is to secretly change Ji Lingchu's will and let him take the initiative to offer the "Younan Army Storehouse".

When formulating countermeasures, the problem encountered was that Ji Lingchu actually didn't know anything about it. This would have the consequence that Pang Ang would fall out if he failed to achieve his goal.

This would be a worst-case scenario and should be avoided.

The bald man slapped his head and came up with a very harmful idea, reverse brainwashing the strange butterfly.