The content of the mind-asking technique was only deciphered after Xiaoyao upgraded the decoding system. Why did that person know it
She emphatically flipped through the volume on the Mind-Questioning Technique, and found that it was recorded that if you want to use the Mind-Questioning Technique, the caster must first practice a skill hard.
Either ventriloquism, eyes, or some other auxiliary measures can allow the caster to quickly hint to the other party.
For example, the sound she heard before was a very special kind of ventriloquism.
Moreover, not everyone can practice the contents recorded in this mental technique.
Even the simplest mind control technique takes at least several years to master, let alone the more advanced mind interrogation skills.
She couldn't help but wonder what the heart-centering technique in the last volume was like.
But what surprised her was that the Heart Returning Technique was not a technique to teach people how to control people's hearts. The content above was aimed at the practitioner.
"The human heart has a spirit, and those who practice mental skills must correct their hearts, cultivate their nature, and cultivate their virtues. Otherwise, they may suffer backlash."
This passage made her feel chilly in her heart.
Indeed, if after learning the art of mind, you follow your temper and do evil wantonly, you will suffer the consequences sooner or later.
Moreover, the content in the Guixin Technique is all based on the methods of cracking the Heart Technique in the previous volumes.
After Lin Mengya read it, she suddenly understood the meaning of the Heart Returning Technique.
If you only look at the first few items, then this mental technique can be called a banned book.
Controlling people's hearts invisibly, this can almost be called an excellent method for those ambitious guys.
If you control the head of a family, you can get help from that family. What if you control the head of a country? Wouldn’t it be possible to become a marquis and prime minister in the blink of an eye
Therefore, the last volume of Guixin Technique is like a steel knife hanging on the head of the performer.
If you harm others, you will ultimately harm yourself.
This truth remains unchanged forever.
After reading it, she already had an idea.
Even if she meets an inquiring person next time, she will never be unprepared.
On the other side, the search for the second brother ended in failure, not surprisingly.
However, it is not all without gain.
"Little sister, that bastard can run very fast, but I found this thing in his room."
Gong Er strode up to her, holding an inconspicuous small wooden box in his hand.
That thing looked like a small jar used by women to store hair oil, but it contained some powdered perfume.
She knew what it was without smelling it.
The man pretended to be a guard, so he would naturally have the opportunity to come into contact with Xun Ziyang.
And because he didn't do anything out of the ordinary, no one could detect his actions.
Under the hints day after day, Xun Ziyang's heart was filled with fear.
This time, even if she had no way of noticing, she would not be unjustly defeated.
Gong Er looked at the little girl in front of him and seemed to be calmer than before.
Strangely enough, she rarely cried or fussed, but even a frown would make him feel as if there was a heavy weight in his heart.
Lin Mengya put the box away. No matter what kind of enemies she faced, she would always eliminate them one by one!
"Second brother, let's go home."
"okay."
After all, this is not their home, and it's time to go home.
In Fengyuan City, Lin Mengya and his group walked quietly.
Gong Er decided to stay and wait to escort the gentlemen who had already decided to teach at Sita College later.
Before leaving, Lin Mengya was afraid that her second brother would also fall into the trap, so she temporarily learned the art of returning to the heart to ensure his safety.
The two babies reluctantly said goodbye to their burly second uncle, and then followed their mother into the carriage.
"Third Master, are you really not going to let them go?"
In the restaurant, Bai Shi sat quietly in the private room on the second floor, drank all the wine in the glass, and let the delicacies on the table go without even a glance from him.
He stared motionlessly at the ordinary-looking motorcade, slowly walking through the street until it disappeared from his sight.
"No."
This wine is very bitter for some reason.
He waved his hand and told the shopkeeper to leave.
We must say goodbye after a long journey, not to mention that the fate between him and her has long been destined.
Hopefully, they will meet again one day.
He said "treasure", but he didn't know if it was for himself or others.
"Boss, he has left."
At this moment, in an inconspicuous small courtyard in Fengyuan City, a very ordinary-looking man was humbly reporting back to his boss.
"Well, how did things go?"
The whole face of the man called the boss was shrouded in a black mask.
All that could be seen was that he was tall and his voice was deep and powerful, but too cold.
"I'm afraid the Bai family's matter won't be so easy to succeed. Bai Jiarou has failed and the Bai family has already noticed it. It will be difficult to do it again."
"so what?"
The slightly raised voice made his subordinates tremble.
He immediately knelt on the ground and kept pleading: "Boss, please give me another chance. This time, I will definitely bring out the Bai family's things."
Faced with his subordinate's request, the man seemed a little careless.
"That's good. My subordinates never raise people who have no one."
The man in charge immediately thanked me profusely.
He knows his boss's methods. If he wins or loses again this time, I'm afraid there will soon be no one like him in the world.
"Okay, you go do your thing."
"Yes, I obey."
The man ignored his subordinates, opened the door and walked onto the street.
At this time, the Gong family's carriage team passed right in front of him.
"Ah... "
A trace of cold laughter overflowed from his mouth.
The only pair of black eyes that were not covered were like cold stars.
The return journey is always a joyful one.
Different from when they came, at least this time they didn't have to be sneaky.
Even when she left the Bai family's fiefdom and arrived at the Zheng family's fiefdom, she was very excited and told her family what happened to her and Long Tianyu in the Zheng family as if it were a travelogue.
The people in the Gong family listened with interest, but Lin Nansheng felt a little uncomfortable.
In his impression, his little girl was supposed to be a delicate and frail girl who was raised in a honey jar without any setbacks.
But the reality is that the little sister not only went through many difficulties and dangers, but also shouldered all the pressure he should bear.
After all, it was him who was too incompetent as the older brother.
Just as he was blaming himself, someone tapped him lightly on his shoulder. When he looked up, he saw Gong San's smiling face.
"Would you like to try it? This is the medicinal tea that my little sister asked me to make."
He handed Lin Nansheng a cup of tea, which did not have the bitter medicinal taste of ordinary medicinal tea, but only had a faint lingering fragrance.
He drank it in one gulp, and the slight bitterness was washed away by the sweetness before it could linger on his tongue.
It was as if after drinking this cup of tea, the melancholy in his heart dissipated like the bitter taste.
"Actually, being her brother will always feel a little frustrating, right?"
He spoke softly, his tone full of teasing.
Lin Nansheng looked at the girl who was joking with the children and sighed quietly.
"My sister has been a distressed child since she was a child. My mother died after giving birth to her. Later, my father was forced by the imperial power to marry his stepmother. That woman was so vicious that she almost died."
This incident has always been a thorn in his heart.
That mother and daughter, he wished he could skin them with his own hands and dig out their evil hearts!
A glimmer of light flashed across Gong San's eyes. It turned out that Lin Mengwu was so hateful.
"I've also met your stepmother's daughter."
When Lin Nansheng heard this, he immediately asked: "Where are they? Where are they now?"
"Don't worry, it's my little sister's wish to let them go."
"Why?"
Lin Nansheng didn't understand.
It is impossible for my sister to remain indifferent to the frame-ups Shangguanqing and her daughter made against her.
Unless she had some unavoidable reasons, the younger sister would never let them go so easily.
Narrowing his eyes, Gong San laughed a little at himself.
"Who knows, my little sister is always so smart that I feel ashamed. But I know that the reason why she let the mother and daughter go is to catch a big fish in the long run. You should learn to trust her. In our Gong family, Everyone believed her."
Lin Nansheng saw a gentle glow on Gong San's face.
He always felt that the Gong family must have some intention of taking advantage of his sister.
But now, he is not so sure.
Because some things cannot be deceived at all.
Gong San seemed to be aware of it and asked with a smile: "Do you think that we can almost call you strangers, but why do you accept the little girl so quickly?"
After being exposed, Lin Nansheng didn't feel anything. Instead, he nodded and admitted.
The Lin family has always been very honest when it comes to issues like this.
Gong San smiled secretly, feeling that they were indeed brothers and sisters.
"Before I answer your question, I have to tell you one thing first. In the past few decades, as long as I can remember, my little sister has been our only hope. She is not just a relative to us, She is not just a family head, she is the spiritual support of all the palace family members."
That almost pious look reminded Lin Nansheng of a small mountain village he passed by by chance when he was leading troops to fight in the past.
The village is very poor, and there is not even a dilapidated temple. What is there is just a small temple built with stones.
The Buddha statues inside were so blackened that it was almost impossible to tell which deities they were.
But people in the village come to wipe those stones every day.
The stones of the small temple are clean, with almost no dust except incense ashes.
People here don't have any extra tribute, but they really love this god and Buddha, so every day people spontaneously wipe the stones and sweep the yard to this god and Buddha who has protected them for countless years.
Compared with the temples he had seen with eminent monks and golden Buddhas, the people here worshiped more simply, but their respect was more sincere.