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The study of Xinle did not go smoothly at the beginning, but by virtue of "self-abuse", he overcame his own spiritual loopholes, and after being able to learn Xinle, Ji Mo thought that everything was on the right track, but he never expected that practice is the biggest problem.

How to test learning outcomes?Naturally, it is necessary to try to manipulate a person with Xinle.

The practice object Zhu Rong chose for Ji Mo was a beggar.

In the ancient world, beggars were not uncommon. It should be said that they were quite common. Some were truly disabled people who had lost their ability to act.

Some lost all their family property and became beggars because they couldn't stand the blow, and some really liked this kind of life of getting something for nothing. Spreading down means not moving for a whole day.

People who would rather live with lice and fleas than work hard are not uncommon in any world.

Most of these people have no relatives, and even if there are, no one will care whether they survive or not.

Zhu Rong chose such a beggar, using food as bait, let the other party come to the pre-set place, where no one was around, controlled by Ji Mo who was hiding in the dark playing the flute.

For such a beggar who doesn't even have the ability to appreciate music, the music is not enough to attract his attention, but since he listened to it, he listened to it.

So, after eating the roast chicken in two or three bites, he lay down on the spot, a little lazily immersed in the music, passing the time like listening to the sound of the wind and insects, but let him directly caught in a dangerous predicament.

Finding him falling into a deep sleep, Ji Mo wasn't sure if it was the power of his own hypnosis, so he walked out from behind the tree, went up and kicked the opponent's feet, and told him to "wake up", but found that there was no response, and the person did not die suddenly. Thinking that he had succeeded, he looked at Zhu Rong.

Zhu Rong nodded slightly: "It's okay."

He seldom praised Ji Mo, so it was already very good.

The corners of Ji Mo's lips curled up, and he was about to show a happy smile, when Zhu Rong handed over a dagger, "Kill him."

"Ok?"

Ji Mo stared at the sharp dagger and was stunned.

This dagger is commonly used by Zhu Rong, and Ji Mo is no stranger to it, but what is strange to him is Zhu Rong's request at this moment.

"Why, why?"

He was inexplicably nervous, swallowing his saliva, and did not take the dagger for a long time.

Zhu Rong glanced at him, there seemed to be a bit of contempt in that glance, but he still taught: "Take him as your enemy, and to kill him, all you need to do is cut him on the neck, don't you dare? "

He seems to be using aggressive methods.

"But he is not my enemy!"

Ji Mo looked at the beggar. The beggar who was still lying on the ground unconscious was not young. His gray hair hadn't been taken care of for a long time, and there was a lot of dirt on it. A lot of hair was sticky and not tied up. , casually disheveled, with the tattered sack-like clothes, like a madman.

old madman.

Just now, whether it was the appearance of a hungry tiger rushing to eat, or the greedy way of gorging on the roast chicken with both hands, people didn't like it, but this was not a reason to kill him.

"You forgot what I told you before studying?"

Zhu Rong's voice became serious.

Ji Mo stared at him blankly, he had a very good memory and would never forget Zhu Rong's request, he said that except for them, everyone who knew Xinle would die.

"Can--"

Even if the old beggar heard the music, he wouldn't know it was heart music!

"There is no fluke, you will die if you hear it, do you understand?"

Zhu Rong's voice became colder, the hoarse voice seemed to be cut with a knife in his mouth, at this moment, it was like some kind of evil spirit from hell screaming horribly.

You have to do what he says, or—

"He won't know what he heard..."

Ji Mo still wanted to defend himself, but Zhu Rong was already furious, "Are you going to kill or not?"

He seemed to have lost all patience.

"I..." Ji Mo didn't know what to say, he was not going to kill such an innocent person, this was the principle.

"You don't kill?"

Zhu Rong seemed to have understood what Ji Mo meant, and the dagger seemed to turn around, forcing it directly in front of Ji Mo, as if saying, if you don't kill him, you will be the one who dies.

Most of the time, the leakage of secrets starts unintentionally, so there can be no accidents at all. Zhu Rong is using his own experience to teach Ji Mo this truth, but Ji Mo has his own principles.

"Master, I will kill my enemy, but I will not kill such an innocent person. I will not kill him without any grudges."

Therefore, Xinle is hypnosis, not the kind that Zhu Rong said, controlling others to commit suicide, and it is not the result of making people crazy, but just letting people sleep, like a kind of hidden goodwill .

Facing the cold blade, Ji Mo did not back down, there was light in his eyes, it was a deep light, lit up from the deep bottom of the pool, rising up, showing from the hidden place, it is human nature The light of love is the goodness of human nature.

Compared with the cold light on the knife, it is not inferior.

He didn't flinch or dodge, he stood there, standing in front of the beggar, as if he was using his body to protect a beggar who had nothing to do with him.

There is no enmity or grudge, and there is also no kindness or righteousness. They are strangers to each other. In the past, when Ji Mo was walking on the street, even if he saw a beggar, he would not necessarily give food to the other party's bowl. Now, if he wants to It is hypocritical, and he is so sincere, but it is ridiculous to say that he is kind...

"Aren't you afraid of death when you contradict me like this to a beggar? Are you not afraid that you will die if you can't take revenge?"

Zhu Rong didn't retract the dagger, but his tone seemed to soften.

"Master, I'm not contradicting you for him, I want to explain my truth."

Ji Mo is very serious, "There must be a reason for hatred, and killing is the result. Killing for no reason is just to avoid exposure and prevent things that are extremely unlikely. I don't think it is advisable."

How far can the sound of an instrument travel?The domineering music of Zhan Le did not say that everyone who heard it would be killed, for fear that they would develop immunity in the future and ruin things.

Can Xinle be so domineering?

No, this is not overbearing, this is already cruel.

"The joy of the heart should be the joy of the heart, not the joy of killing."

Is the purpose of hypnotizing people to kill people?No, don't modern psychiatrists also use hypnosis to assist in the treatment of mental illness?

Knives can kill people, but they can also save people. Most of the time, they hunt and cut down trees. What's wrong with it?

Nor does it have to be forged with blood and life.

Ji Mo never liked that kind of meaningless sacrifice, no, that's not even a sacrifice, it's just killing, using other people's lives to create his own success and make himself stronger?

No, he never believed in that way.

"What if I say, if you don't kill him, I won't recognize you as a disciple anymore?" Zhu Rong's voice seemed to restrain all emotions and calm down, but this calmness also seemed to be a precursor to some kind of explosion , "You have to think clearly, now that you have learned Xinle, if I don't recognize you as a disciple, then I have to clean up the door, unless you kill me, otherwise, I will kill you and this beggar."

It's like an ultimatum.

Ji Mo's brows furrowed unconsciously. His face was artificially damaged, and the scars were mostly concentrated on his cheeks, forehead, chin, etc., and his skin was smooth and clean, which could make people see his frowning expression of disapproval.

"Master, have you never thought that if he is found dead here, it will be our trouble?"

Ji Mo tried to use another method to reverse Zhu Rong's willingness to kill the beggar.

No one likes to wander, they have lived here for a long time, and no one wants to destroy such a stable life.

"When you kill him, I will teach you how to dispose of the corpse."

Zhu Rong's voice was still calm, as if he had already prepared the focus of the next lesson.

Ji Mo's brows frowned even tighter. He didn't agree with Zhu Rong's actions, but he didn't want to sever the master-student relationship with Zhu Rong. It's one aspect of not wanting to die, and another aspect...

"You only practiced once today. Do you really think that you have fully mastered the joy of your heart? You just practiced the control that makes him fall asleep. Do you know how to make him crazy and how to make him seek his own death?"

There are also several levels to control people. Just grasp the loopholes in their hearts and let Xinle control them into their own emotions. It is the lowest level, and the middle level can grasp the direction of this control performance. One order and one action, through the music to convey the way he needs the other party to express, the higher-level ones are more powerful, able to ignore the process, and directly get the desired result through the music.

Whether it is to let the other party commit suicide, or let the other party go crazy, let the other party die in some accident, it is this kind of higher-level approach.

Suicide is the hardest, madness is relatively easy, and death by accident is the middle of the two.

This degree of control also requires repeated practice to master.

The same heart music can achieve different degrees of control, and it also needs to be practiced.

Zhu Rong has not explained the secret to Ji Mo in detail.

"...You haven't learned all these, don't you want to learn?"

Zhu Rong seems to have grasped the evil of human nature, and the corners of her raised lips have seen the inevitable result. As long as you want to learn, you must practice. As long as you practice, the object of practice must be a human being. Other people, the final result, is it possible that no one will die?

"To die sooner or later is to die. One death is far from enough for you to learn to be happy."

The cruelty of this sentence is like a basin of cold water poured directly on Ji Mo's head, and there are ice cubes in the cold water, "You don't have the opportunity to repeat practice with a person. After listening to it once, you will be like you." , will also have the immunity you mentioned, and next time, it will not work well."

Therefore, you can't practice directly against the enemy. I hope that in a certain practice, you can directly kill the enemy. After hearing it once, you will have resistance, and it will be more difficult next time.