"Falsification of memory?" Jiang Baimian looked sideways at Shang Jianyao and repeated the key words.
Guo Zheng's hysterical shouting made her feel a little terrified.
This is not only because of the performance and voice of the other party, but also because memory is the most private and precious thing in a person. If this is also tampered with, it will be impossible to distinguish what is true and what is false.
At that time, maybe I can only take the initiative to join the monk sect, and recite "the four are empty", "dream bubble" and "everything is false" every day.
Shang Jianyao showed no fear, nodded seriously and said:
"The 'Father' has all the abilities."
"Indeed..." Jiang Baimian came back to his senses and sighed.
From the current information, the three awakened abilities of the true "priest" are:
Hypnosis; tampering with memory; the one that creates a shared fantasy.
Compared with the fake "priest", this does not involve manipulation of the body, and does not improve the fighting ability, but it is more frightening, mysterious and terrifying.
At this time, the fake "priest" Guo Zheng, who had finished shouting, slowed down and sat there, gasping for breath.
Shang Jianyao looked at him on the screen and suddenly smiled:
"Then the question is, since a real 'priest' can tamper with other people's memories, why not let you directly remember that you are a real 'priest'? In this way, you don't have to worry about the effect of 'hypnosis' being destroyed by others. "
The words that just broke the psychological defense line and pierced the false cognition will not have any effect.
Guo Zheng was silent, and after a dozen seconds he said:
"Probably because he doesn't allow a fake 'priest' to become a real 'priest.' Not even the real 'priest' in his own memory.
"There can only be one true 'priest', and it can only be him."
When a person remembers himself as a real "priest", no matter what kind of torture he goes through, he is a real "priest".
Jiang Baimian just wanted to say that this idea is a bit dangerous and crazy, but Shang Jianyao agreed with it and said:
"I accept this reason."
"..." Jiang Baimian quietly rolled his eyes.
She turned to ask:
"Apart from the 'tampered' memories, can you remember any other details about the real 'priest'? For example, what was the price he paid?"
Guo Zheng shook his head:
"The only certainty is that we should have awakened in the same batch."
For similar questions, Jiang Baimian believed that Odick should have used the influence of dreams to find the answer. Since he did not remind his good brother Shang Jianyao what to pay attention to, it means that the memory related to the fake "Father" Guo Zheng never existed. , or something went wrong.
She no longer bothered about this matter, and began to ask other things:
"How many elders do you know of 'anti-intellectualism'?"
Under the Pope, elder of the "Council of Eight".
"I have only contacted one person, the one who presided over our awakening ceremony, and he was the one who gave me orders later." When the topic no longer involved the real "priest", Guo Zheng's state was obviously much better. "He is Honghe. The man, called Bouillon, is in charge of the First City area, um, not the entire 'First City' sphere of influence, but the city and its surrounding area."
The first city, the capital of the "First City" force, is the most prosperous city on the dusty soil, and is also known as the "City of Desire".
"What does he look like, and what Awakener's ability does he have? Looking at other people's memories on a large scale should be just some application of one of these abilities." Jiang Baimian's eyes lit up.
This is a big fish.
Of course, this doesn't seem to be something that their "old tune group" can deal with. According to Du Heng, this might be an awakened person who has entered the "Spiritual Corridor", whether it is in the scope of ability or influence. The number of targets is exaggerated enough.
"Do you think I can remember what he looked like?" Guo Zheng laughed at himself, "His nickname is 'The Shepherd', and his voice is always a little uncomfortable, similar to a throat injury that has never healed. "
Jiang Baimian's thoughts turned and found a possible problem:
"Since 'Shepherd' Bouillon is in charge of the first city area, why were you sent to Weed City for the purpose of assassinating Xu Liyan?" (Note 1)
"Wild Grass City is an area that is not covered by the sect. Whoever preaches first will be in charge." Guo Zheng explained briefly, "Anyway, if you want to come over to assassinate Xu Liyan, it is better to pass on the teaching by the way."
Jiang Baimian asked Guo Zheng's subordinate pastors, how many believers they have developed, and where they usually get their supplies. Guo Zheng just smiled:
"Odick should have known the corresponding situation through the dream. You can just ask Xu Liyan to report it. Why do you need me to repeat it?"
"This is the process." It was not Jiang Baimian who spoke, but Shang Jianyao, who dubbed her.
Not bad... Jiang Baimian nodded slightly and praised silently.
After the fake "priest" Guo Zheng finished answering, Shang Jianyao took the opportunity to ask:
"What do you know about the 'Corridor of the Mind'
"What happened to the Pope entering the New World? Where is the New World?"
Guo Zheng laughed and said:
"This is a secret within a secret, let alone me, even the real 'priest' may not know.
"I only have a vague impression: Elder Bouillon has some magical little items, which he says are gifts of age.
"Hehe, I'm still facing those inner fears in the 'Sea of Origin', and I'm still 108,000 miles away from the 'Spiritual Corridor'."
Having said this, Guo Zheng was suddenly stunned and muttered to himself:
"No wonder... no wonder I've never been able to cross that island... 'hypnotized' people can never succeed..."
Jiang Baimian nodded thoughtfully and asked another important point:
"When did you know that Lei Yunsong and the others were 'Pangu creatures'? Where did you learn the price Odick paid? Christina, the vice president of the Hunter Guild?"
"It's not her, it's a 'dumb', huh, maybe it's a real 'priest' who gave me information." Guo Zheng shook his head and said, "I originally just wanted to find a few 'helpers' who have nothing to do with the sect and can give up at any time, who knows 'Dumb' directly gave me information on such a group of people, and then I had a plan to frame the blame and provoke disputes."
The real "priest" was because Lei Yunsong and the others wanted to visit Xu Liyan, so they read their memories, checked their backgrounds, and "set" the time so that they could not avoid the fake "priest"? Jiang Baimian made further guesses in his heart.
At the end of the interrogation, Shang Jianyao enthusiastically asked:
"How do you 'anti-intellectualism' pray and salute?"
This is an easy topic, Guo Zheng exhaled, rubbed his temples and said:
"Prayer is shaking your head before eating, it doesn't matter how many times, it means don't think, salute means covering your eyes with your hands from both sides, indicating that you don't see or not pay attention, the blessing is 'May you also lose your IQ', which involves ageing At times, he said, "Please believe in God with all your heart." When preaching, he mainly said "doubt everything, there is no truth", "Thinking is a trap, and knowledge is poison"..."
Shang Jianyao did not know when he took out a small notebook and wrote it down:
"The symbol is a person without facial features? What about mass?"
"Yes, people without facial features." Guo Zhenghou leaned back in his chair and said, "Our Mass is very simple. We preach first, listen to the disadvantages of knowledge and thinking, and then follow the priest to shout slogans. The sound, depending on the situation at the time, can also be replaced by applause."
Hearing this, Jiang Baimian asked curiously:
"How did you preach? How did those people really believe?"
Guo Zheng looked at the screen in front of him and said not too angrily:
"In the beginning, I used the temptation of food, and then I deeply understood the difficulties of the believers, helped them solve some of them, and finally made them completely depend on us and give up thinking completely."
"The first half is quite normal, but after that..." Jiang Baimian pouted, "I thought you were preaching directly with your 'hypnosis' ability."
"It's not necessary, so during mass, I will make some arrangements to improve the effect." Guo Zheng said with a slightly complicated smile, "For most people on the dust, living is a very hard thing. If we can help them think and arrange for them to have a more stable life, then even if they know there is a problem with the doctrine, they will deceive themselves and choose to believe it.”
Phew... Jiang Baimian sighed and closed his notebook.
…
On the second floor of "A Fu Gun Store", in the damp and dark aisle, Long Yuehong put her hands in her pockets and walked to the stairs step by step.
When passing a house, he sniffed and smelled the aroma of food.
The uncle who was cooking on a coal stove at the door saw him and greeted him warmly:
"Would you like to try it? I cooked the rest in the 'chowder' way you said."
After fighting to protect the home together, Long Yuehong and many people in this courtyard and this building have some friendship.
He waved his hands again and again:
"No, no, I just ate it."
He was too embarrassed to eat the family's food—they were also devastated and needed relief to support themselves.
With a smile, he passed the uncle and entered the stairs.
Dengdengdeng, a seventeen- or eighteen-year-old girl ran up the first floor.
She had a delicate face, wrapped in a shriveled white padded jacket, and held a yellow wowtou in her mouth.
"Eh?" Long Yuehong was a little surprised to see each other at this time.
The girl held the wowotou and said hello with a smile:
"good morning."
She noticed Long Yuehong's question and explained casually:
"There is no business recently, and there are relief workers. Teacher An is also willing to take a few more classes at a discounted price. Of course, hurry up!"
After she finished speaking, she put the wowotou back in her mouth, waved her hand with a bright smile, and walked upstairs quickly.
Long Yuehong laughed along, went down to the first floor, and met Aunt Nan at the door leading to the yard.
Aunt Nan led a seven or eight-year-old girl and was walking inside.
"Good morning." Long Yuehong took the initiative to say hello, and then asked curiously, "Where's Xiaodong?"
"His grandmother and his mother are still alive, so they brought him back. They said that when the new year opened, they would sell the shop here and go to the first city to seek a living." Aunt Nan said calmly, "That's fine."
She immediately smiled and touched the top of the little girl's head:
"Anyway, I won't have children anymore, so I just got a couple."
The little girl flinched a little, half-hiding behind Aunt Nan, her eyes were black and bright.
Long Yuehong gave her heartfelt blessing and entered the courtyard.
He immediately raised his head and looked at the winter sky that was neither bright nor dark, and was dazed.
"What are you thinking?" Bai Chen approached.
Long Yuehong retracted her gaze and said with a smile:
"Every time I walk upstairs in the aisle, I have a feeling of returning to the company. It's a very closed environment. On the way, I sometimes meet acquaintances and chat a few words."
He looked at the sky with floating clouds again, and said softly:
"It's just that here, as soon as you step out of the stairs, you can see the sky, see the clouds, and feel the wind.
"I'm thinking, I don't know when everyone will be able to stop worrying about being attacked, they will all live on the ground, say hello, chat, and walk out to see these..."
Note 1: In the future, "the first city" with quotation marks will be used to indicate the power, and the first city without quotation marks will be used to indicate that city.