In the afternoon, Jiang Baimian's desk had a silver-white voice recorder with an old and mottled shape.
"Listen now?" She raised her head and asked Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong.
Shang Jianyao, who had put the "Six Senses Pearl" into his tactical backpack, thought for a few seconds and said:
"Wait a minute, close the door first and turn off the lights."
"Do you think this is a ghost story?" Of course Jiang Baimian would not agree to such a boring request.
Long Yuehong nodded frequently in agreement.
"This is a sense of ritual." Shang Jianyao tried to explain.
"Everyone, just take it easy." Jiang Baimian changed the battery while perfunctory, and pressed the relevant button of the voice recorder.
After the electric sound of zizizi, a female voice that felt nothing special rang out:
"Since human beings were born, they have been continuously influenced by the day after tomorrow, gradually forgetting their true colors. Our soul is like a sponge, absorbing too many harmful things, getting heavier and weaker, and finally in the This gray world is perpetually sinking, and there is no way to get rid of it, and the 'no-heart disease' comes from this.
"To escape from this, to enter the new world, humanity must return to its original and most powerful form.
"To do this, we have to find out our natural preferences and tendencies, give up pretense, and return to nature...
"The age-old 'watchdog' is always measuring whether we are doing well enough to decide whether to open the door to a new world for us...
"There is no pretense in front of the 'Watcher', your original heart will tell you the answer.
"Man comes naked, and he should live naked and go naked."
Jiang Baimian listened quietly and sighed with emotion:
"The ideas of these religious organizations can actually be justified to a certain extent.
"But without additional power, such a rhetoric goes against most human cognition and cannot be accepted and spread all at once."
"Yeah." Long Yuehong felt that as long as a human being was not in a very difficult situation or was in a state of mental confusion, he would definitely not be convinced by such a statement.
Even if something corresponding happens, it is most likely that many people around the target have joined the "natural sect", constantly instilling teachings into him, and the three become tigers.
Shang Jianyao didn't speak, his expression was rather heavy, as if he was thinking about the problems hidden in those words just now.
"You're here, what are you thinking?" Jiang Baimian asked.
Shang Jianyao said "um":
"I'm thinking that this sect is not very suitable for the ice field, where the weather is very lethal to people who don't like to wear clothes, so the teaching must be improved to solve the problem of localization in different regions."
Jiang Baimian laughed:
"You, you still read too little.
"When you get to the icefield, you take off your clothes and run around, and you will find a different kind of satisfaction, just like many people in the old world like to swim in the lake in winter. Strengthening the body, as well as the spiritual enjoyment of breaking through taboos and overcoming difficulties, are easily exploited by religions.”
Slap, Shang Jianyao clenched his right fist and slammed his left palm:
"There is a chance for Xiaohong to try it out."
"Why not yourself?" Long Yuehong immediately asked back.
Shang Jianyao said "hey":
"I am strong and strong, and the effect is not obvious.
"Only you, you are only 1.75 meters tall after genetic modification, you are also average in appearance, and your grades are average..."
Long Yuehong regretted very much why he ignored this guy.
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Level 495, Block B, No. 196.
After listening to the "Full News", Shang Jianyao held the "Six Senses Pearl" and the restored medical record in one hand, and the "Angel of Life" necklace in the other, and entered the "Spiritual Corridor".
As soon as he exited the door of the "131" room, he transferred the breath of the two props inside, and it still existed in its original appearance.
As for the restored copy of the medical record, it is an ordinary item, and Shang Jianyao can only realize one copy from memory.
Then, he put on a yellow monk's robe and a red cassock, making his face black and red light in his eyes.
This time, it was his left leg that was paralyzed by the "Angel of Life" necklace, so he still followed the old method and moved the leg to the back of his butt, and "grew" another leg from the original position.
As for the "Six Consciousness Pearls" that act directly on the spirit, the price is not so easy to avoid. No matter how much Shang Jianyao with the Buddha name "Purdu" struggles, the red light in his eyes is like a flame, and it is getting more and more intense.
"Women! Women!" he growled in a low voice.
"You're so strange." Shang Jianyao rubbed his chin immediately, "It gives me a familiar feeling."
The cyborg monk Shang Jianyao didn't hide it at all:
"As a half-mechanical monk, I only have Zen Master Jingfa as a reference, and the price of Master Jingnian is not increased desire."
"Who can't learn that pervert!" Shang Jianyao, who was outspoken and honest, scolded his colleagues.
The cyborg monk Shang Jianyao turned to the "Six Consciousness Pearl":
"My Buddha is merciful. Anyway, there are no real women here."
"It's better not to recite the Buddha's name in your current state." The honest Shang Jianyao looked down at his crotch.
The cyborg monk Shang Jian Yaohun said indifferently:
"It's simple."
In the next second, he directly mechanized that part and turned it into an electromagnetic cannon that could fire projectiles.
The muzzle pierced through the fabric and stretched out, dark and glistening with metallic luster.
"How is it? I have always been a supporter of the superior firepower theory." Shang Jianyao, a cyborg monk, asked his colleagues proudly, "I am merciful, and I have superior firepower to cross the world."
"I knew you were a serious monk." The honest Shang Jianyao sighed.
In the final analysis, Zen Master Purdue is not a monk who truly believes in Bodhi. No matter what personality Shang Jianyao has, there is no such thing as devout belief.
The essence of the cyborg monk Shang Jianyao is the fusion of the romantic side of men's love of machinery with the state of sympathy and calm.
When the negative price of the "Six Consciousness Pearls" causes the latter two to decline in a straight line, the former is fully highlighted.
The extra cannon had little effect on the cyborg monk Shang Jianyao. He dragged the leg behind his ass, walked steadily to find room "522", and walked in.
With the previous experience, Shang Jianyao arrived at the "Tieshan Second Food Company" smoothly, with very little mental consumption.
He abandoned the first floor he had already explored, held the electromagnetic gun, and climbed to the second floor step by step.
On the way, he once again felt that kind of inexplicable gaze from nowhere.
If it wasn't for the "Purdu" Zen Master who currently controls the "body", and the one who loves singing and dancing, Shang Jianyao will definitely give the watchers in the dark a dance and invite him to join him.
Perhaps it was because he came to the second floor much earlier than the last time. Shang Jianyao shook the flashlight vigorously, but he did not find the female figure at the end of the corridor.
He could only inspect the many rooms here step by step, and found that the office was the main one, and there were a lot of outdated documents.
It's a pity that the owner of room "522" didn't read the corresponding content at that time. After Shang Jianyao picked it up, he found that the document or the preface didn't match the words, or it was just a mess of garbled characters.
When he came to the end of the corridor, Shang Jianyao heard light footsteps.
The red light in his eyes flickered a few times, and he turned off the torch in his hand.
Then, even the red light went out.
Shang Jianyao shrank into the darkness like this, squatted down with his legs, and pressed his back against the wall quietly.
He played hide-and-seek as proficiently as he was young.
Not long after, a figure descended from another set of stairs at the end of the corridor and entered the room in front of Shang Jianyao.
Then, there was a constant rustling sound from the window of the room facing the street.
Shang Jianyao patiently waited until all kinds of sounds stopped, then slowly got up and approached the place.
Seeing that the destination was within easy reach, he suddenly jumped over, raised the left palm with the flashlight on which the "Six Senses Pearl" was hanging, and pushed the switch.
The yellowish beam of light shone into it, reflecting many figures.
Sitting cross-legged on the sofa in the middle is the "professional woman" Shang Jianyao met last time.
She was in her early twenties at first glance, but she was already in her thirties when she looked closely.
At this time, she was sitting in a cross position, her eyes were half-closed, her hands resting on her knees, and she was very dignified.
Around her, four or five tattered humans were sitting in the same posture, and a few mice and a bunch of cockroaches quietly surrounded them, seemingly immersed in the peaceful atmosphere in the room.
As Shang Jianyao's torch shone in, the woman opened her eyes and let out an "ah".
Then, she got up and ran to the window at great speed, jumped out, and climbed up.
Her movements are agile like an ape, but her eyes are not cloudy, just bloodshot.
At the same time, the humans sitting cross-legged around her also reacted. They either jumped up or jumped to the side, showing good physical fitness and reaction speed.
With the light of the flashlight, Shang Jianyao found that their expressions were distorted, their eyes were cloudy, their mouths were half-open, and there was a lot of flesh between their teeth.
"Heartless"!
Those humans who sat quietly cross-legged just now are all "unintentional"!
During the running of mice and cockroaches, Shang Jianyao used "lack of limb movement".
Plop plop plop, the "unintentional" fell to the ground one by one.
"It seems that there are 'intentional ones' here, but why don't those outside come in?" The cyborg monk Shang Jianyao walked to the window and looked out.
The next second, he was surprised to find that he was on the third floor instead of the original second floor!
Shang Jianyao rubbed his chin and looked for the reason for his colleagues:
"The owner of the room was the same as the last time I came in. I met the woman on the second floor and scared her away, and then I ran into it again on the third floor and saw such a scene
"Because I chose to hide this time and didn't scare the woman away, so what happened next is no longer in the experience of the owner of the room. His subconscious had to change the floor and fill it with the scene he saw?"
"Probably yes." The cowardly and timid Shang Jianyao agreed in front of his colleague who loved to refute.
The cyborg monk Shang Jianyao then looked around and found that there was an employee introduction column on the wall near the door, with pictures posted on it.
He raised the flashlight and checked one by one, and found the photo of the woman just now.
In the photo, the other party is just youthful and looks exquisite.
"Liu Lu, sales manager, from Tieshan City..." Shang Jianyao quickly read the introduction and didn't think there was anything worth paying attention to.
His eyes moved again.
Suddenly, the cyborg monk Shang Jianyao let out a "Huh".
There is a photo missing in the corner of the employee introduction column.