Two assistants walked into the crowd, and for each person they passed, they stretched out their fingers and touched the tin box, and then painted the black stuff on the people in the class.
And those people did not resist, but their faces were happy, and many of them opened their nostrils wide, inhaled hard, and their expressions were intoxicated, as if they had smelled the most wonderful smell in the world.
Soon, Zhang Cheng was also painted with a black mark under his nose, which looked like he had grown a beard, and he was inexplicably happy.
He peeked down at Miyoko Sakurai beside him, and found that the woman suddenly pulled out a piece of hay from the waistband of her pants after her assistant walked by, crumpled it and stuffed it into her nostrils.
Wormwood Zhang Cheng could distinguish it at a glance, and couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "What is this thing they painted?"
"Kashima Jingu says that it is a magic medicine, and after applying it, you can communicate with the gods" Miyoko Sakurai opened her lips slightly, and replied in a voice like a mosquito, "But what it is, you will know it yourself as soon as you smell it." ” "Oh" Zhang Cheng couldn't help but be a little curious when he heard this, opened his breath and took a slight breath, and his face changed in an instant.
"It's corpse oil" Miyoko Sakurai nodded, "The main ingredient is corpse oil, but poppy and some other herbs are added to it, which will definitely have no effect on you, but for ordinary people, it is a strong hallucinogen." ” Zhang Cheng raised his eyebrows, no wonder those handymen became chattering after a few classes, but he didn't expect it to be like this.
Corpse oil is a bad thing, and although it can drive away the smell after purification, it still has great harm to the human body, especially the nervous system.
Now Kashima Jingu has added poppies to the corpse oil, and it is easy to hallucinate the people in the class, enter the spiritual world they describe, and then be completely brainwashed and reduced to a tool to contribute the power of faith.
This Nima Laozi thought that this class was similar to a pyramid scheme, and found a beautiful lecturer to blow nonsense As a result, it took a long time to gather a crowd to take drugs After the beautiful priest came to the stage, she did not rush to speak, but observed the expressions of the people in the audience, and only nodded to the two assistants after most of the people's eyes were in a trance.
The assistant immediately walked to the wall, turned a switch, and the light bulb on the ceiling immediately dimmed, and the already dim lobby suddenly became even darker, and only the silhouette of the people on the stage could be faintly seen, and the appearance could not be distinguished.
"Servants of God, welcome back to our family" The beautiful priest finally spoke, and her voice was tactful and melodious, as if reading poetry, which made people not only fascinated.
"All of you can gather here to receive the inspiration of our great God, the god of thunder, our life and everything is given by God, and today we are gathered together to thank the gods for their generosity and pray that the gods will continue to protect the world."
Zhang Cheng was getting goosebumps when he heard it, and others couldn't see it clearly, but he could still see the face of the beautiful goddess from the darkness.
As she spoke, the woman's mouth didn't move at all, but the skin around her mouth kept squirming, as if it were just a fake face, and the real face was actually hidden under that layer of human skin.
This guy is definitely not human Based on this, Zhang Cheng immediately made a judgment.
However, the voice of this beautiful priest was indeed very seductive, first praising the greatness of the God of Thunder, which filled everyone's hearts with gratitude, and then began to guide step by step.
Let people dedicate everything to the gods, and only if you serve the gods wholeheartedly, the gods will continue to bless you, so that you will be safe and happy from now on, free from illness and disaster.
Zhang Cheng has seen this set on the news network before I don't know how many times, there is nothing new.
But now that it came out of the mouth of the beautiful goddess, it seemed so convincing that there was no trace of suspicion.
Everyone closed their eyes, feeling as if they were flying through the clouds, floating in the air, surrounded by divine light, what the beautiful priest said was no longer audible, and the words that were said had become a kind of symbol, and they kept pouring into their heads.
When everyone was intoxicated, the beautiful priest suddenly changed her words and said slowly: "Now, please hold the brothers and sisters next to you, open your hearts under the divine power of the god of thunder, you can feel the other party's loyalty to the gods on the contrary, if you don't feel anything, it means that this person is not our brothers and sisters, but a pagan sinner who has mixed in with us, please tell us immediately" As soon as the words fell, everyone closed their eyes and hugged the person next to them with open arms.
A trace of white gas flew out from the top of these people's heads, and soon converged, flew up to the ceiling and disappeared.
Sitting in the front row, Misaki Shomiya stood up with a group of priests, his eyes scanning the audience, and his face was grim.
Zhang Cheng's heart was cold, and he finally understood what Miyoko Sakurai meant by what she said before.
Coming here to take classes is not only brainwashing, but also to prevent spies from getting in.
At this time, everyone was full of gratitude and worship for the Thunder God, exuding the power of faith.
And under the effect of drugs, although these ordinary people still can't see the power of faith, they can feel it.
If anyone doesn't, I'm afraid they will be arrested immediately.
After all, those who will sneak into the Kashima Shrine will definitely be hostile to the Thunder God of Jianyu, and it is impossible to believe in it.
This hand is indeed high Just when Zhang Cheng was a little anxious, a pair of slender arms suddenly wrapped around his neck, and Miyoko Sakurai took the initiative to lean over and hugged him tightly.
Feeling the delicacy close to his body, Zhang Cheng subconsciously moved.
Miyoko Sakurai's hands immediately tightened a little more, buried her head in Zhang Cheng's shoulder socket, and whispered: "Don't move, be careful of exposure, I need self-hypnosis now, you hold me tight" Hearing this, Zhang Cheng had to hug the other party's body, and touched the weak and boneless waist with both hands, but he didn't dare to make the slightest movement.
At this time, the whole audience was exuding the power of faith, but Zhang Cheng and their pair had nothing on them, which quickly attracted the attention of Iza and the others.
But before they could make a move, they saw a wisp of white smoke rise from the two of them, slowly flying into the air, gathering with everyone's power of faith.
Seeing this scene, Izzo and the others slowly looked away and continued to observe the others.
After a few minutes, seeing that no one stood up to report it, and that the power of faith emanated from each pair of class attendees, Iza Shonomiya withdrew his gaze and nodded to the beautiful priest on the stage.
"Okay, after the previous ritual, you have proved your loyalty, and the God of Thunder will bless you all in the future, now, please let go of your brothers and sisters and move on to the next link
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