After eight o'clock in the evening, the lower capital is already brightly lit, the night is as white as day, and the bars located on the banks of the Mingyue River are gradually starting to welcome customers.
"Master, stop at the second house on the left in front."
"The biggest one?"
"Yes."
"The fare is forty federal dollars in total."
Gu Ruoxi took out her ID card and completed the fare payment with some distress.
Then, under the somewhat complicated gaze of the driver, he jumped out of the car lightly and walked towards the bar where he usually sang. As he walked, Gu Ruoxi's steps gradually became hesitant.
Last weekend, she had a falling out with the bar manager Sister Yin. Not only was she unable to get the rescue fee she had negotiated, but she also lost her job.
Although she was unwilling to do so, what could she do in the face of Sister Yin who dominated the bar?
The only thing I can do is to swallow my anger.
Let’s just assume that he stepped on dog poop when he went out that night.
But who would have thought that just the day before yesterday, she received a call from the owner of the bar, asking her to continue singing.
Gu Ruoxi only hesitated for half a second and agreed without hesitation.
As a minor under the age of eighteen, she could hardly find any high-paying job, but the big boss directly promised her three times the salary.
In order to prevent an unpleasant situation like last weekend from happening again, Gu Ruoxi proposed to pay half of it first, which was one hundred and fifty federal coins. Unexpectedly, the big boss directly transferred her one thousand federal coins.
Such an abnormal situation made Gu Ruoxi uneasy.
However, she really wanted to earn these one thousand federal coins.
Whether for her father who is bedridden in the hospital or for the organization, she must come tonight.
In the dressing room behind the bar, Gu Ruoxi changed into her performance clothes and was about to start putting on makeup.
A burst of applause accompanied by a slightly mean laugh came from the door, "Ruoxi, I didn't expect that you are really capable."
Gu Ruoxi didn't look back, and she didn't need to look in the mirror.
Just by hearing the voice, I knew it was the old woman Yin Hongsu again.
Gu Ruoxi hesitated for a moment, then opened her mouth and called "Sister Yin", and then started to put on makeup in the mirror.
Sister Yin was leaning at the door, staring at Gu Ruoxi's back, and said in a strange tone: "I underestimated you, a little girl, who can actually climb the line of the big boss. It's okay. But after all, the big boss is better than you.
I'm almost thirty years old, and I'm old enough to be your father. Tsk tsk, it's true that he is the most talented person in this generation, he is so awesome."
Gu Ruoxi didn't react at first, but just a second later, her face instantly turned red, she pursed her lips tightly, and her heart was filled with humiliation, sadness, and a hint of worry.
The big boss... wouldn't he be interested in a little girl like me who has nothing, right?
No, the big boss didn't mention anything else at all during the previous phone call.
But why did the big boss bypass Sister Yin, the manager, and call me directly?
After taking half as long as usual, Gu Ruoxi finally finished putting on makeup.
She took a deep breath to calm down her turbulent emotions, stood up, and walked out.
Sister Yin was still leaning at the door, looking at Gu Ruoxi's pure and beautiful face, a trace of jealousy flashed in her eyes.
Gu Ruoxi lowered her head, ignoring Sister Yin's gloomy gaze.
However, when she walked out of the door, her heartstrings suddenly tightened.
She saw nearly half of the bar staff gathered in the corridor, including waiters, bartenders, and equipment adjusters. Several of them had a good relationship with her on weekdays.
Seeing Gu Ruoxi walking out, everyone quickly looked away and pretended to be passing by.
Gu Ruoxi used her eyes to look for the girls who were playing well with her, but they didn't seem to notice, their eyes flickering.
As for the staff with ordinary connections, there was more or less disdain and ridicule in their eyes.
Gu Ruoxi felt dejected and felt so dull that she couldn't breathe.
She lowered her head again, quickened her pace, walked to the front desk, and began to audition.
At this time, the bar had just received customers and there were not many people there. They were sitting in twos and threes, drinking and chatting, and not many people paid special attention to Gu Ruoxi.
Gradually, Gu Ruoxi's heart calmed down.
After one song, two songs... and three songs, Gu Ruoxi had completely entered the state, and her previous grievances and unhappiness had been forgotten by her.
There were gradually more customers in the bar. When Zhou Yue took Shang Ying into the bar, the bar was almost full.
The young waiter came over and asked with a smile: "Hello sir, do you have a reservation?"
Zhou Yue looked at Gu Ruoxi on the stage across hundreds of bustling guests, smiled, and then said to the waiter: "My surname is Zhou, your boss should have reserved a box for me."
The waiter's attitude instantly became respectful: "It turns out to be Mr. Zhou. Please follow me."
In the private room, Zhou Yue looked at the waiter who was busy serving drinks and asked casually: "The little girl on the stage sings well. Is she popular here?"
The waiter didn't even raise his head and said, "That's right, despite her young age, her skills are quite impressive."
Shang Ying glanced at the waiter.
Zhou Yue frowned slightly: "Method? What do you mean?"
The waiter also knew that he was talking too much and said with a smile: "No, it's nothing. I'm new here too. I just listen to what others say. Sir, please be patient. If you need anything, just call me. By the way, my name is Ajie."
"Wait a minute, Applejack."
Zhou Yue stopped the waiter and then looked at Shang Ying meaningfully.
Shang Ying was stuffing snacks into her mouth. When she noticed Zhou Yue's gaze, she suddenly lost her temper: "Hey, Zhou Yue, you want me to do such a small thing? Do you want me to attack an ordinary person?"
Zhou Yue smiled and said: "Those who are capable should work harder."
Shang Ying snorted coldly, gritted his teeth and said, "You are really getting lazy."
Although the waiter Ajie heard this inexplicably, he instinctively realized that something was wrong, laughed dryly, and stepped away.
Shang Ying's eyes flashed.
In less than half a second, a mysterious and mysterious power of thought enveloped Ajie.
Ajie's body floated upwards, slowly suspended in mid-air, like an insect trapped in amber. His whole body was stiff and motionless, and even his expression was frozen.
"Ajie, tell me everything about Gu Ruoxi."
Shang Ying's voice was like an echo, rising and falling in the box, but it never came out of the box.
Ajie's numb eyes suddenly lit up, and then he began to tell.
Zhou Yue watched the whole process of Shang Ying's technique from the side, while he was deducing the telekinesis model in his mind.
In fact, this is also an unparalleled secret skill of Grandmaster Bai Yan - Soul Language Reading Technique.
Being able to make the soul speak, as the name suggests, means making people tell the truth.
Moreover, it will not leave the slightest trace in the spiritual world, and those who endure the telekinesis will never be able to discover it.
This is also the biggest difference between soul language telepathy and other telepathy techniques used to extract confessions.
This soul language technique is also the content of Zhou Yue's next lesson prepared for "Teacher Yue".
Although he has mastered it himself, teaching it to the elites of the Central Continent is another matter.
After all, he possesses a mind area with unlimited mind power.
His method does not mean that it is suitable for others.
The live practice of Bai Yan's direct disciple Shang Ying gave Zhou Yue great inspiration, and he became more confident in teaching this course.
As he listened, Zhou Yue's brows gradually furrowed.
"It's just nonsense!"
Shang Ying raised her eyebrows and sneered: "It is indeed slander. Your cousin is obviously still a virgin, how could she have anything to do with the bar owner."
Zhou Yue glanced at Shang Ying: "If you can't speak, just say a few words."
"That's right, stop talking. Get out!" Shang Ying's eyes flashed, and the waiter stopped talking, fell to the ground, turned around blankly, and walked out.
Zhou Yue glanced at Shang Ying lightly, then turned to look at the waiter who was about to walk out of the box.
In less than half a second, telepathy enveloped the waiter.
Something strange flashed in Shang Ying's eyes.
Although she had seen Zhou Yue fight with others and knew that Zhou Yue's thought speed was extremely fast, she did not expect that Zhou Yue's thought speed had actually reached a level comparable to her own.
However, immediately afterwards, Shang Ying's manic expression showed deep surprise.
I saw the waiter's body rising again, suspended in mid-air, his body stiff and his expression numb, like a puppet.
Zhou Yue stared at the waiter, as if a dim whirlpool was swirling deep in his eyes, swirling bigger and faster.
"After you get out, tell everyone that Gu Ruoxi is the sister of the owner of all the shops and properties on this street. She comes here to sing just to experience life... Repeat it to me."
The waiter Ajie slowly fell down and repeated it in front of Zhou Yue and Shang Ying, then turned around and walked out of the box.
In the private room, Shang Ying looked at Zhou Yue with a complicated expression: "What you just used... was the soul control technique?"
Zhou Yue didn't speak, just drank quietly.
The Soul Control Technique is an upgraded version of the Soul Language Technique. It can not only make people speak the truth, but also brainwash and control them.
It sounds a bit like hypnosis, but it is fundamentally different. There will be no sequelae of hypnosis, and the practitioner can control the entire process.
Of course, it is difficult for high-level mind cultivators to successfully use soul-controlling mind skills on them.
These two mental skills were created by Grandmaster Bai Yan, and have now been lost in the Central Continent.
The difference is that the soul language technique has been passed on to several disciples earlier, including Shang Ying.
As for the soul control technique, it is a technique that even Grandmaster Bai Yan has not really completed. However, Zhou Yue relied on the infinite deduction ability of the polyhedral thought area and finally transformed it on the basis of Grandmaster Bai Yan.
After drinking a glass of wine, Zhou Yue said: "Old Shang, who are you telling us about?"
Shang Ying's expression was still irritable, but her attitude and tone were obviously better. She considered it and said: "It should just be a dispute between colleagues. But judging from your sister's performance, it is obvious that she has not been affected. She is in a good mood."
A look of satisfaction appeared on Zhou Yue's face, and then he said slowly: "As a landlord, I called the owner of this bar and asked about my cousin's situation. He told me that Ruoxi had a performance tonight and left it for me.
Private room. According to what the waiter just said, my cousin offended a female manager here and was fired originally, but the boss suddenly hired her back at a high price."
Shang Ying suppressed her impatience and patiently analyzed: "I think it should be someone at a higher level who asked the boss to do this."
Zhou Yue became more and more satisfied and said with a smile: "I think so too. Old Shang, it's good to talk to me like this from now on."
Shang Ying lowered her eyes and stopped talking.
Zhou Yue looked intently at his cousin on the stage. Suddenly, his heart moved and he turned to look at the wall on the left side of the box.
Almost at the same time, Shang Ying also turned to look, surprise flashing in his eyes.
Naturally, their gaze cannot penetrate the wall, but their sense of perception is the second pair of eyes of the mind cultivator.
Across the rows of private rooms, Zhou Yue "saw" a wealthy man in his forties, who was bending his back and respectfully leading three guests into the private rooms.
The woman among the three guests was very familiar to Nian Xi. She was the female theater owner whom she had a chance encounter with last week.
Among the other two male guests, one is a foreigner with blond hair, blue eyes and good cultivation.
The other one was a middle-aged man with very ordinary clothing and appearance.
However, Liu Yun and the blond and blue-eyed foreign youth obviously looked up to that ordinary middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man has cultivated to the sixth level. Although he is not a master, he can still be called a master.
What struck Zhou Yue as strange was that in addition to his bold and elegant temperament, which was like the misty sea breeze, there was also a hint of inexplicable ancient charm in his thoughts.
Suddenly, the middle-aged man stopped.
As if sensing something, he turned to look at the box where Zhou Yue and Shang Ying were.
Before Zhou Yue could speak, Shang Ying consciously formed a telepathy seal in her hand, and an invisible telepathy barrier enveloped the two of them, isolating each other's telepathy.
The middle-aged man withdrew his gaze and followed the wealthy man into the box.
"Who is he?" Zhou Yue asked, already vaguely knowing the answer in his heart.
Shang Ying dispersed her thoughts and said, "That's him, Jiang He."
Zhou Yue smiled: "The immortal smuggling king...it turns out that he is the 'higher-level figure' who made the bar owner change his mind."
Shang Ying looked coldly: "He wants to find you through your cousin."
Zhou Yue stood up slowly: "Let's go. Since we have already come to the door, let's go and meet him for a while."
Shang Ying had a strange look on her face: "Aren't you not interested in him?"
"Now there is."
Zhou Yue's eyes flickered.
He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he vaguely felt that there was a trace of thought hidden in this smuggling king that was extremely familiar but he couldn't remember where he had encountered it before.
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Edward was chewing the duck neck with relish while admiring the female singer on the stage. He sighed for a while and said, "How do you think we should contact her? Go to her directly? Will it anger that person instead?"
Liu Yun was obviously much more haggard than last week, but her talking eyes were still charming. She blinked and said: "Big men have always had weird tempers, and it's not impossible. I think we must first confirm whether our judgment is correct.
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Jiang He, who was sitting carelessly in the middle of the sofa with a bottle of wine in his hand, suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and a cheerful smile appeared on his face: "No need to confirm."
Liu Yun was startled and asked in confusion: "Why?"
As soon as she finished speaking, there was another voice in the box.