God level hypnotist

Meng Heng's eyes narrowed happily.

This Betelew's "Requiem" is my favorite piece in collective hypnosis. The first half is vast and tragic, and the second half is depressing and treacherous. On the dark side of the heart.

Then, with the help of the dark side released from the sky, the listener will sink into it, get drunk, and let himself be at his mercy.

He once played this song on the piano to the potted plants in front of his desk. At the end of the song, the original green bluegrass had no vitality and withered.

This piece never goes wrong.

It's just that I didn't expect that creatures like monsters reacted more intensely and seemed to be more painful than humans and bluegrasses when facing "Requiem".

Probably related to physical fitness?Meng Heng thought boredly.

He put down the bamboo flute, stood up, and walked past these goblins with his hands behind his back.

These monsters who were fierce just now have lost all arrogance at this time, as if their souls have been sucked out, their eyes are dull, their bodies are standing stiffly in place, squatting or falling, or lying on their backs or lying down, lifeless.

Even if Meng Heng walked past them, there was no reaction at all.

Meng Heng smiled, with an elegant and sinister curve on his lips: "Tell me, what should I do with you next, eh?"

The boy stopped in front of Painted Skin Elves, standing straight with his back, tall and slender, he looked like the king of these goblins, with a hint of arrogance in his indifferent expression.

At that time, the moon had already hung high, and the sound of the wind gradually died down, like water and moonlight shining down on the ground with bright silver light.

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Holding a roll of oil paper in both hands, Meng Heng passed it forward, and said with a calm smile, "My lord, the murderer is here."

Looking at the calm young man, Chen Ping felt quite complicated in his heart. It could not be said that it was the joy after worrying, but it was also a little bit of surprise mixed with doubts.

However, right now was not the time to ask in detail, he took the oil paper from Meng Heng's hand, took a few steps back, and handed it to Mr. Fu Yin who was sitting on the high hall.

Mr. Fu Yin also took it with doubts on his face, and then slowly opened the oil paper. After his eyes touched it, he froze in place on the spot.

When Chen Ping saw it, he couldn't help raising his eyes to look at it, but his reaction was bigger than Mr. Fu Yin's. He took a few steps back abruptly, pointed at the greased paper and said in a low voice: "This, this is... ..."

However, what was wrapped in the oil paper was none other than the alluring human skin that had faded from the painter's skin, but at this moment it was wrinkled and terrifying.

"Meng, little brother Meng, what exactly is this?" Mr. Fu Yin forced himself to suppress the fear in his heart and asked calmly. Putting all the anxiety and fear in the back of my mind, I hurriedly added: "Could it be...that thing?"

He had discussed this unsolved case with Chen Ping before, and both of them believed that the strangeness of this case was nothing more than the two situations, but now it seems... It is the second, more unbelievable situation.

"Exactly." Meng Heng nodded slightly: "The name of this demon is Painted Skin Essence. Its prototype is a bone spirit with green face and fangs and a big mouth. If you succeed, you will reveal your ferocious appearance, be full of greed, and eat the hearts and lungs of human men, and the methods are extremely cruel."

"So that's how it is." Mr. Fu Yin was terrified when he heard that, he couldn't help but glanced at the painted skin on the oil paper again, his face became serious.

"Then how did little brother Meng find her? Did he catch her? Did he get hurt by her?" Lord Fuyin asked again.

"Brother Chen Ping and I went to the prison to inspect the prisoners last night, and suddenly felt a strong demonic aura, so we followed the demon and caught up with the demon in the outskirts of Beijing. We also found the man's heart and lungs left in the demon's cave. Irrefutable proof." Meng Heng replied calmly and calmly: "It's just... this demon is very high-cultivated, so I can only drive her out of the capital and make her swear that she will never harm anyone again."

When Meng Heng said this, there was not a single wave in his voice.

When Mr. Fu Yin heard that he failed to catch the monster, he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed on his face, and when he thought of the physical evidence, he was overjoyed again, and said, "Oh? Where is the cave? Brother Meng, do you still remember?"

With the physical evidence and the human skin in hand, the case can be closed. The monster ran away... and ran away, and he couldn't be caught like a human being. If she couldn't hold her down and hurt her, it would be even worse.

He didn't doubt at all that this frail young man could fight against that demon. After all, the young man was well-known outside the world and had shown his superb skills.

Meng Heng said: "The cave is not far from here, my lord only needs to send some people to go with me."

"Okay, I will tell Chen Ping to lead his subordinates to go with you." Lord Fu Yin decided on the case.

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In fact, sometimes, the conclusion of the case is not obsessed with details such as the modus operandi and motive of the crime. What ordinary people need more is a culprit who can carry their anger.

It is like a gap, venting out the endless resentment and sorrow, so as to maintain the normal functioning of society.

After Shuntian Mansion announced the results of this unsolved case, the family members of the man killed by the Huapijing rushed to Huapijing's cave in great anger, carefully put away the remains and buried them, and then became furious. And burned the cave of the painted skin spirit.

After more than a month, this matter gradually faded from everyone's sight.

Within the Cuiwei Forest Garden in the western suburbs of the capital.

Meng Heng walked in front of these big and small fairies standing in a row with his hands behind his back.

That's right, the goblins standing in front of the young man right now are the ferocious beasts and ghosts who were fierce and eager to eat people a month ago.

But now, they all obeyed Meng Heng's orders obediently, lined up in a line, lowered their brows, and dared not move.

This is the power of hypnosis.

Meng Heng glanced at these goblins who were somewhat downcast, feeling happy.

First, through the soul-washing of "Requiem", the brains of these goblins were severely washed, so that they were at a loss and carried away, and they couldn't think of the purpose of eating people. And consolidating talk, gradually deepen the hypnotic effect.

By the time they regained their senses, it was already too late, and their every move was already under their own control.

He even numbered each of their monsters, from 001 to 016, enough to form a team of monsters.

The painted skin spirit is also among them.

Yes, Meng Heng's plan after thinking about it was to tame the painted skin spirit under his subordinates instead of handing it over to the government.

After staying in this time and space for so long, he has seen a lot of demons and ghosts, but it is rare to see demon subduing masters and Taoist priests who may contend with them. If the painted skin spirit is handed over to the government, he believes that no one can safely subdue it hold her.

Besides, killing all goblins is not a perfect solution.

Natural selection, survival of the fittest, in this vast world, whether it is human or demon, is nothing more than a link in the food chain. Humans eat meat, demons cannibalize humans, reincarnation of cause and effect, the way of heaven.

As for Meng Heng, he never wanted to play the role of a human defender.The reason why he subdued these monsters was simply because he could subdue them, that's all.

Meng Heng stood still in front of the goblins, and said with a leisurely smile, "Now, I want you to report to me your daily diet for five days, number 001, starting with you."

No. 001 is exactly that painter.

At this time, she has obediently restrained her fierce appearance, and changed into the appearance of a well-behaved girl.Hearing Meng Heng's roll call, he hurriedly put away the sharp claws that he couldn't help showing just now, he was a bit unwilling but still had to answer: "Don't worry, Mr. Meng, Mr. Meng, my servant has been in the last five days. I didn’t even touch the smell of meat, but I’m so hungry!”

When Huapijing said these words, he did not forget a coquettish and soft attitude, which was very seductive.

Meng Heng snorted with unknown meaning: "It's true that the country is easy to change, but the nature is hard to change. No. 002, you say."

No. 002 is the lotus essence in the pond of Zhao Yuanwai’s family, but it looks like a tall young man. When Meng Heng called out, he raised his head and said calmly: "Drinking the lotus pond water for a living every day within five days has not Carnivorous."

"Very good, No. 003, how about you." Meng Heng continued.

"I don't eat meat either, I only eat wild grass in the back mountain." Rabbit Jing 003 hurriedly said.

"If I don't eat meat, I don't have any interest in eating anything. I just lick my own paws every day..." said the weak Centipede Jing No. 012.

Meng Heng nodded: "Yes, everyone should actively learn about this kind of behavior of protecting the ecology and saving food. Next."

All the monsters glanced at the spider spirit in surprise and resentment, but no one dared to complain to Meng Heng.

"I've changed my mind. I've only learned to cook like other people these days, and I don't eat meat." The boyish Li Yao No. 013 said in a calm tone, but just as he finished speaking, his eyelids blinked very quickly. Then he quickly lowered his eyes, half covering his eyes.

Meng Heng, who had been following these goblins, squinted his eyes.

Although the tone of No. 013 is calm and flawless, the lip line is slightly stiff, and the mouth shape is very small when speaking, and there are few big openings and closings.

Meng Heng smiled: "Tell the truth."

The raccoon was taken aback for a moment, but quickly recovered his composure, and he repeated what he said just now in a calm tone.

The smile on the corner of Meng Heng's mouth gradually widened. He squinted his eyes and looked at these goblins, and said softly: "It seems that after getting along for so many days, some people seem to have a little misunderstanding about me."