King's induction manual

After a long time, the sound of flesh being mercilessly whipped stopped.

Jiang Chongli breathed a sigh of relief, smoothed his hair, straightened his skirt, his face was full of post-event feet and the aftertaste of reddish after exercise, he stepped on the corpse at the gate again from the hall, and walked away. out.

In his hands, one after another, twitching human bodies were dragged, and he just went back and forth, dragging all the people who had been beaten out of the shrine, and throwing them on the open space in front of the shrine.

More than 100 flogged human bodies lined up on the ground, which looked a bit spectacular.

These people were not bloody from the beating, but the king's feather duster directly whipped their souls, and the intensity was incomparable to the pain caused by the whipping of the body.

This whipping is completely different from beating the little peacock's butt as a joke.

Jiang Chongli was furious and merciless in his heart, and whipped their souls with the strongest sense of condemnation and punishment. He could even see shocking scars on their soul eggs. , Every movement of the essence, every beat of the soul egg will drive these open wounds and bring unbearable pain to these people.

Jiang Chongli didn't know when the wound on the soul egg would heal, or if it would heal, but he didn't care.

Even if the pain will accompany them for life, how can these pains and malice compare to the ugly things they have done.

In terms of cruelty, the ignorant, ugly, selfish people in front of me are the ones who are the best at it.

The last one to drag out was the priest.

He was the one who was beaten first, and the one who was beaten the hardest.

The huge pain caused the excretory holes all over his body to spurt out uncontrollably.

Tears, snot, saliva, sweat, and even urine, soaked his black priest uniform, and stuck it tightly to his uncontrollably trembling body, looking embarrassed and dirty.

Jiang Chongli didn't dislike him for being dirty. If he didn't, wouldn't the meaning of punishment be lost? The reason for the training that left room was because he still had some hope for the person being trained, but he didn't have any hope for the priest, so the beating , It's not training, it's just pure abuse and catharsis.

The priest fainted at first, and then woke up under the pain, and then because he couldn't bear it, he fainted again, and then woke up again, and so on and so on. In the end, he couldn't even fall into a coma, he could only wake up and feel the pain imposed on him. He was physically punished, and then his mind was pushed to the limit, and he couldn't help laughing out every time the pain came.

At this moment, he was smiling silently, his eyes were so bright that they were crazy, he stared straight at Jiang Chongli without blinking, and he looked very charming.

Jiang Chongli looked annoyed at him, kicked him away, thought for a while, then swept all the flowers from the steps of the hall, and covered this guy indiscriminately.

Then, Jiang Chongli nodded the little white snake's head, and the white snake understood, and spit out a large stream of water, rushing hard at the villagers' bodies.

Shocked by the cold water, those people became more awake. They groaned, squirmed on the ground, and slowly raised their heads. Their eyes full of fear did not even dare to look at the female lord with red lips. Even her She sneaked a glance at the hem of her skirt.

"Don't you guys like to burn things? Now I'll let you burn your fill." Jiang Chongli pointed to the Shentang, "Give this pickled place to my old lady to burn, do you hear me?"

The villagers turned pale with fright, and prostrated themselves on the ground, begging for mercy.

"The shrine is a place to serve the gods... if it is burned, the gods... the gods will punish us..."

Jiang Chongli smiled, and whispered secretly, "What does God's punishment feel like? Who has tasted it? My punishment is real. If you don't burn today, I will beat you to death immediately."

So choose, foolish villagers.

Are you afraid of a vague, invisible and intangible God, or are you afraid of a devil who stands right in front of you and can kill you at any time.

He wanted to see how pious these villagers who betrayed the baroness without hesitation were.

There are not no fanatics in this world, who can fanatically sacrifice their lives for their beliefs.

But in order to become fanatics, at least one needs to have a certain amount of perseverance, and if these villagers really had such a thing as perseverance, their life would not be as miserable as it is now.

Look at how the priest bewitched them, first by intimidation, then by temptation. The reason why he was able to successfully arouse the villagers was precisely because he grasped the most crucial point.

That is, selfishness and self-interest.

That's right, before today, the villagers were able to sacrifice the baroness for their own benefit, so today, they can sacrifice the poor faith in their hearts for the same reason.

The villagers moved. They dragged their painful bodies and piled dry firewood around the shrine.

The priest was not among them, perhaps the priest still remained in the shrine.

They thought this way, and then, with a fire, they set it on fire, and ignited the sacred place where they worshiped and sought refuge just now, as well as the spokesperson of the god that might exist in it.

Some of them knelt down in horror because of such an extreme reversal of their positions, and wanted to seek forgiveness in the dark, but even they themselves knew that God would never forgive them.

They burned the devil for the gods, but they surrendered to the devil to offend the gods, they can't go to heaven, they have nowhere to go.

And more people have realized this a long time ago, and they are even more desperate for the future, standing there numbly, waiting for the next order from the baroness.

They have no other choice but to obey the devil and be played by the devil.

In the fierce flames, it seemed that screams could be heard in a trance. The screams might come from the priest, just like the scene where the baroness was burned to death.

This is retribution.

The villagers stared at the fire as if they were staring at their own souls, and they were also burned to ashes together in the hellish flames.

Then, one after another, Jiang Chongli heard a broken sound.

He was a little confused, but he couldn't find the source of the sound. After using the King's Vision, he realized that it was the hearts of the villagers who had collapsed.

After the mental breakdown, the villagers became dull and lifeless. Although they could not be called walking corpses, the mental power of a normal human being had almost disappeared.

He frowned, such a change was unexpected.

It seems that despite being despicable and extremely cruel, these villagers still have their psychological limits. Perhaps from the moment the baroness was burned to death, this kind of collapse has already begun, and now, finally, they can no longer bear it.

Jiang Chongli tried to call them, and they all turned their heads immediately, all showing incomparable respect to Jiang Chongli.

This red-lipped woman is their devil, their disaster, and the object they must fear and obey forever and ever.

She is their master.

Jiang Chongli understood the situation of these people.

This is also good, only after the crushed soul has discarded the ugly parts distorted by the outside world can it honestly reflect a person's original appearance.

Jiang Chongli asked: "Who buried my body?"

A peasant woman and her husband stood up tremblingly.

Jiang Chongli nodded, and asked again: "Who is guilty of me?"

More people also came out tremblingly with trembling and bewildered.

"Who hates me?"

Surprisingly, none of these vicious villagers really hated the baroness.

In their hearts, they all knew that the baroness was good, but even so, it did not hinder their atrocities.

Jiang Chongli sighed, and asked again: "Who really believes in the blessed land of milk river and bread tree? Come here."

There were actually some villagers who believed the priest's nonsense from the bottom of their hearts. Looking at the few people who stood up, Jiang Chongli was speechless.

After a pause, he sighed and said, "Those who are not willing to live a good life through honesty and hard work, those who only want to be opportunistic and go wrong, or simply wait for the pie to fall from the sky, come here."

More people came out, Jiang Zhongli counted and found that there were more than 30 people, all of whom had similar ideas.

One-third of the citizens have this kind of temperament, and the baroness's luck is really bad. Don't look at only one-third of the black sheep, even if there is only one, it can stir up a pot of fish.

The ugly thinking of this small group of people is like cancer cells, infecting normal people one by one, and then the conformity snowballs, driving all the villagers into madness.

After today's mental breakdown, all the villagers will be extremely obedient, and the others can make do with it and become the labor force of the barony.

Those 30 people with bad natures are absolutely not allowed to stay. Others may just follow blindly or have no courage to oppose the atrocities, but those 30 people are definitely the main force that killed the baroness. , Just looking at it will make you angry, so they must be completely removed from the barony.

The Shentang was almost burned, and the little white snake extinguished the fire with a mouthful of water. Jiang Chongli ordered other villagers to pick up the broken wooden boards that were emitting black smoke, and locked up more than 30 people in the ruins of the Shentang like a pigsty. stand up.

What to do with them?

Get them away through the teleportation array?

But where to throw it is also a problem. No matter whether it is the three leaders or Maoqiu Village, no one is willing to accept garbage.

That's right, even if they are used as food for zombies and blood monsters, they think they stink.

Otherwise, just drive them out.

Don't they believe that as long as they leave the barony, there will be good days waiting for them?

But rushing into the misty forest is tantamount to a death sentence, Jiang Chongli is really not very willing to speak and sentence more than 30 people to death.

"Hey, when the Baroness died, why didn't you go out?" Jiang Chongli asked those people.

How much trouble would have been saved if he had left at that time.

"Two or three families have already left," unexpectedly, a villager replied, "After leaving, they never came back. We... we... are still a little scared and want to wait..."

Never come back?

Of course they couldn't come back, they all died in the foggy forest.

It turned out that some things were saved, otherwise there would be even more people who would have to be deported.

Only nobles can pass through the misty forest. Jiang Chongli thought it was common sense in the world of Jiuzhou, but he didn't expect the priests to be able to encourage the villagers to die alive. This kind of cannon is indeed a bit tricky.

He slipped out of the priest from under the pile of flowers and dragged him into the hiding place for interrogation.

"Tell me, what do you think? Killing the baroness and fooling the villagers into the misty forest, what good is it for you? There is no conspiracy in it, and this king doesn't believe it at all."

Unexpectedly, the priest didn't answer, but blushed, with a strange fascination and excitement in his eyes, and touched the corner of Jiang Chongli's skirt.

Jiang Chongli was stunned for a long time before realizing what this guy was trying to do.

This is... to kiss his toes?

I go!

Is this guy crazy or perverted.