Chapter 853 The psychological gap is so big that I can win the trust of both sides
The prime minister, who had his crazy side cut off, was like a salted fish that had been dried in the sun and then stuck to the ground. His memory was seriously damaged and he didn't care. His consciousness was torn apart. He just lay there with his body stretched out, waiting for his recovery.
come over.
Qin Yang incarnated a hundred thousand whys here, asking all kinds of questions unscrupulously, looking forward to the Prime Minister's answers.
However, what this guy still remembers is either incomplete or completely incoherent. All he can remember is that he needs to wait here and stop the people coming from behind.
If the people coming are from Emperor Fengdu, let them wait here together. For example, the two guys who blocked the road before were people from Emperor Fengdu who were arranged by the Prime Minister to do coolies.
If other people come, it would be best if they can be persuaded to submit. If that doesn't work, forget it if it doesn't conflict with their purpose.
But if the opponent is a member of Fujun, those who cannot be persuaded must be killed.
According to what Si Xiang said, he had met several of them before, but unfortunately, he still remembered only two of them.
One was a swordsman who should have been particularly strong during his lifetime. His will was so pure that even his conscious world was compressed into a sword. His mind was twisted and his magical powers could not penetrate him in all likelihood.
If you forcefully use your magical power, the probability of being counterattacked by the opponent is really high.
There was another person, he always felt that he knew the other person, but he couldn't remember it. Since he was an acquaintance, of course he had to become one of his own. He didn't use his magical powers. He went up to persuade him for a few words, but the other person directly rejected him.
Even when he was about to use his magical powers to forcefully convince the other party, the other party warned him in advance that if he dared to use his magical powers, his consciousness would be extracted and annihilated.
Considering that this person may know him quite well, but he doesn't know him at all, and what such a big guy can say, he can do it nine times out of ten.
Si Xiang listened to others' advice and said: You are overthinking. I just think you are an acquaintance, but I don't remember you, so I want to get close to you.
Except for these two that impressed me deeply, the Prime Minister didn't remember the others very clearly, saying it was too troublesome.
Qin Yang was so angry that after so much effort, he managed to break into the ancient underworld and become one of his own.
Now tell me, there are actually not many people from Emperor Fengdu here. Except for the Prime Minister, all the other three have been slaughtered.
Qin Yang took a breath and didn't know what to say. The psychological gap was a bit big.
As expected, the scene of a fox pretending to be a tiger's power, giving an order, and a bunch of masters lining up to wait for the order will not happen at all.
He had already thought about it. Since the position of the Prime Minister was so high, there was a lot he could do.
For example, let's study reverse salvation. All you need to do is set up a chair, hold a big bowl of tea, wait happily, raise your eyelids, hum softly, and immediately a bunch of guys with arms thicker than his waist rush out.
He only needs to complete the most critical steps, without even using rhetoric or physical persuasion. He will even have a secretary to record the experimental records verbatim.
Even if you want to keep your own secrets, you only need to erase their relevant memories after using the tool people. If that doesn't work, you can also turn them into participants in the experiment.
Look, in the afterlife, this is the layout of Emperor Fengdu. You will go to the past and come back again. When the time comes, you will wait for Emperor Fengdu to rule the world. You are all heroes of Conglong.
However, now, there is only one half-disabled Prime Minister left, and there may be two, or even more, guys who the Prime Minister may not dare to provoke, or who may not be able to distort the other party's thoughts.
The gap is really quite big.
"Just wait, maybe someone will come next." Si Xiang turned over, muttered something vaguely, and continued to close his eyes. He didn't know if he fell into a deep sleep, waiting to be torn apart.
Consciousness returns naturally.
"I'm waiting for a hammer!" Qin Yang pulled Si Xiang up: "Have you ever thought that the next person coming may be the prince's people, and you can't solve it."
"If I can't solve it, I won't come so soon."
"Qin Kun, can you solve it? That guy is in the same big world as me, and even after he died, he could still maintain consciousness in the end. As long as he wanted to, he could appear directly in the world of the dead. Do you think we can stop him?
Can you hold him?"
Of course Qin Yang is worried. He is still not sure whether Qin Baldou is an enemy or a friend, or whether his existence is a hindrance or a help to Qin Kun in completing his plan. Qin Yang himself is not sure yet.
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After all, if he hadn't reacted at that time, he might have been trapped alive by Qin Kun.
Qin Yang would not be surprised by anything such a ruthless character does.
Even though all that was left there was a wisp of Qin Kun's consciousness, he was 100% sure that Qin Kun's true form was most likely sleeping there, suppressing his death state.
And as long as he thinks about it, he can get out easily. And for those who want to die, there is a path in the wilderness of eternal night that allows him to physically enter the realm of the dead.
Ever since a bunch of ghosts from the Taoist sect physically entered the realm of the dead from here, Qin Yang has regarded this trail as a secret known to everyone. At least for some big shots, there are many ways to know this.
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From here, there is no need to go through the process of being wiped out in ashes, then rebuilding the body in the realm of the dead, and going through the process of waking up again.
Qin Yang wasn't too worried in the past. When Qin Kun first met, he didn't kill him, but let him go. Qin Yang probably understood in his heart that his existence was obviously more help than hindrance to Qin Kun.
Then even if we are not friends, there is no need to be hostile.
But now he has become a member of Emperor Fengdu's lineage. Looking at the attitude of the Prime Minister, Emperor Fengdu and the prince are not only in conflict, they have even reached the point where they would draw their swords without saying a word when they meet.
When Qin Kun died, he was still able to cut the black shadow into pieces with a knife. Qin Yang didn't think that the other party was incapable of cutting him into pieces now.
There was such a known potential threat, and the Prime Minister was now a bare-bones commander. Of course, Qin Yang had to ask clearly first, and if it was no longer possible, he would kill the Prime Minister and bring him down.
Upon hearing Qin Yang's question, the Prime Minister turned over and sat up.
"Have you met Qin Kun?"
"I have seen a ray of Qin Kun's consciousness, and he was almost hacked to death. Moreover, I have also seen the corpse chief himself..."
"Hiss..." Si Xiang grinned as if his teeth hurt: "To be honest, I am really no match for them..."
"It's better to say that Kui is not a living being at all, and he probably wouldn't come here even if he died.
Qin Kun, on the other hand, is indeed a big trouble, especially here, when everyone is unable to exert their strength in life, no one may be his opponent, after all, the anger-character technique he has perfected will not be affected at all here."
Si Xiang muttered for a long time, and suddenly he covered his head with a painful expression. His consciousness, which had been torn to pieces, had not recovered much, but now it has become aggravated again due to the continuous digging of memories.
"I can't get the ending, I don't want to think about it anymore, you can just do it." Si Xiang collapsed on the ground and stopped thinking about it.
"..."
Qin Yang clenched his fist, wishing he could kill Si Xiang right now.
"Okay, I'll take care of it myself. I'll do everything. You have to tell me what to do now, right?"
"Wait for people to come, gather them together, then wait for the door to the next floor to appear, and guard the door to prevent others from entering."
"Then you must give me a token or something..."
Before Qin Yang finished speaking, the Prime Minister rolled his eyelids and immediately lost consciousness.
"Grass!"
Qin Yang couldn't help but put his foot heavily on the Prime Minister's face.
If you kill him directly, wouldn't it be a waste of so much effort? No, let's keep it first.
If you encounter people from Emperor Fengdu, you will raise the banner and those who are dissatisfied will stand on the high ground and deal with the opponent.
If you encounter Qin Kun first, then kill the prime minister to sacrifice to heaven, and then follow the trend to enter the Fujun line.
Anyway, he felt that neither side was a good thing, and he had no intention of really being loyal to anyone.
He took out a coffin and put the Prime Minister in it. After thinking about it, this didn't work. Who could recognize that this was the Prime Minister through the coffin?
I changed to a glazed coffin and put the Prime Minister in it. Since I didn't have a token, I used the Prime Minister himself as a token.
After calming down, Qin Yang recalled what the Prime Minister had just said.
First, the Prime Minister didn’t know how Shi Kui died, and the people who came before him might not know either. They all died before Shi Kui.
Two, the so-called door.
This is the same as what Qin Yang had speculated before. The structure of this so-called world of the dead fits the monk's path of cultivation very well.
The eighty-one floating islands are the eighty-one-step spiritual platform, and at the end of the spiritual platform is the Divine Gate.
Use the monk's path of practice to divide the evolution of the Realm of the Dead.
The realm of the dead has probably reached the realm of the spiritual platform now, and when the divine gate manifests, it will be the next level.
The current situation is that the door at the end of the spiritual platform has not yet appeared.
Qin Yang thought for a while, even if he appeared, he couldn't stop the people who had reached the last floating island.
But this life still needs to be interesting.
Carrying the coffin board of the Prime Minister, Qin Yang turned around and walked down again, arriving at the first floating island.
He erected the prime minister's coffin and placed it on the top of a mountain. He moved a chair and sat on it, waiting for people to come.
I don't know how long later, Qin Yang welcomed a dead spirit. After seeing the person in the glazed coffin, the other party's eyes changed slightly.
Qin Yang squinted his eyes and instantly caught the change. This guy knew the Prime Minister.
Then at the same time, he made a rough judgment about the opponent's strength during his lifetime, and estimated the opponent's status based on his strength. After finishing, Qin Yang said expressionlessly.
"Who do you belong to? When you come here, have you forgotten even basic courtesy?"
When the other party heard this, his expression changed and he immediately knelt down on one knee.
"My subordinate, Si Ming, the warden of Zhenling Prison, has met your Excellency. Please forgive me. My memory has not been fully recovered yet, so I cannot recognize you. I wonder what you call your Excellency?"
"My surname is Qin and my first name is Jingye. I belong to Mr. Si Xiang. Mr. Si Xiang's consciousness was torn apart and he was severely injured. He is still recovering. Now everything is under my control."
When Siming heard this, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief. He was someone he could absolutely trust.
He quietly glanced at the coffin of the Prime Minister and thought to himself, in the realm of the dead, the Prime Minister could be made to pay such a high price. The strength of this gentleman should not be underestimated.
"I wonder what Master Qin's orders are?"
"Go to the end and wait for the door to appear. Don't provoke the strong men who are already there. As soon as the door appears, you will notify me as soon as possible."
"Yes." Si Ming stood up and was about to leave, but Qin Yang called out to him.
"Wait a minute, you and Mr. Si Xiang have the same surname, but are they from the same clan?"
"My lord has misunderstood. My surname comes from Lord Si Xiang, and I am also a descendant of Lord Si Xiang."
"Oh, that's it. Mr. Si Xiang didn't have time to say it, and maybe he didn't remember it. From now on, you can call me Si Jingye."
Siming left and went to squat in front. Qin Yang looked at his back from a distance.
Zhenling Prison...
This should be an organization in the ancient underworld, probably similar to the mirror world we encountered at that time.
The warden of a place like this would not be too weak during his lifetime.
Qin Yang hurriedly asked him to leave first, not because he didn't want to ask questions, but because he noticed that someone else was coming up.
Before even seeing the person, he noticed the strong murderous aura.
The other party's death aura was overwhelming, and it was obvious that his power was too strong, beyond his current control.
After waiting for half an hour, I saw a headless man with a big hole in his chest walking towards me holding a head.
When the other party saw the Prime Minister's coffin, he was filled with murderous aura. He could no longer control it and turned into black energy, rising straight into the sky.
"Sixiang! You actually arrived one step ahead, good! Very good."
Qin Yang took out the Blood-Transforming Demonic Sword and slashed it out with Zhandong's sword.
There were flashing sword shadows all over the sky, but before the blade fell, it was as if it had already struck the opponent, making it impossible for the opponent to avoid it.
A shocked look appeared on the opponent's head, and his body kept retreating, avoiding most of the power and using his body to bear the remaining power.
As expected, the other party recognized Qin Yang's deliberate use of the Winter-Zhanying Knife.
"Master Qin's sword skills, who are you?"
"My name is Qin Jingye, who are you?"
After a while...
"Actually, I was influenced by the Prime Minister's magical power, so I took the opportunity to break into it, making him think that I was already his, and then secretly cut off his mark.
Now, I can't let the Prime Minister disappear into ashes. I still need to rely on him to win the trust of Emperor Fengdu's people and order those people to do things.
I am still here to stop our own people. You have more important things to do. I want to send you to the afterlife..."
Qin Yang pressed hard, and the weirdo put his head on his neck, cupped his hands, and looked full of admiration.
"So that's how it is. I knew that Mr. Qin has never taught swordsmanship to others. How could he pass it on casually? It turns out that Mr. Qin still has such magical powers. What do you want me to do?"
Qin Yang took out a small notebook and pen.
"Let's talk about your life first. Make a record and back it up. You also know that the afterlife is full of uncertainties. It will be easier to guide you in the future..."
Qin Yang diligently recorded every word the other party said, including the parts he felt were unimportant for the time being.
When the recording is completed, immediately start the process of passing away, cut the other person into a blank slate, and send the other person to the next life.
Putting away the notebook and pen, Qin Yang looked through the recorded contents.
When I meet someone in the future, I will have a lot more things to pull out and blow.
Sure enough, it is most appropriate for the Prime Minister to be used as a token honestly. Both parties know him and can win the trust of people on both sides.
If Si Xiang wakes up, stimulate him again and let him continue to lie down.
Perfect.
However, there is a little problem now. Why did the people come so quickly now, and the two of them almost bumped into each other.