Hang up to study, I became a master of esoteric religion

"Well, that was an unsuccessful mysterious ceremony." Mariko nodded, "My incantation was false at the beginning, and then I didn't even prepare the sacrificial painting, so the mysterious ceremony created an atmosphere. effect."

"Then what if you don't tear up that spell?"

"Even if that's the case, it won't attract anything, because the incantation itself points to nothing." Yuanzi searched his stomach, recalling all kinds of knowledge related to the mysterious ritual.

In the book "History of Sacrificial Ritual Development", the mysterious ritual is not a 100% successful ritual.

In fact, there are many half-level hosts who come up with mysterious rituals. As a result, because the preparations are not done well, such as spells pointing to things that don't exist, there is no response from the gods in the ceremony. In the end, nothing happens until the mysterious atmosphere disappears.

Yuanzi gave a few examples from the book, and the squad leader nodded half-knowledge after hearing this.

After a few minutes.

"I'm drawing a crow now, trying to do the experiment as soon as possible." Yuanzi said.

Mariko stopped brushing books today and changed to painting.

As each stroke was drawn, the lead and ink continued to cover it, giving the crow's wings a shiny luster.

When the black and mysterious crow took shape again, Yuanzi and the squad leader saw the crow flying out of the paper, flapping its wings, and landed on the shredded paper on the table, turning their heads to look at the two of them.

Those scarlet eyes were so red that they couldn't belong to this era.

But when the two of them blinked, there was only a cloud of mist surging on the table, and there was no so-called crow.

Chapter 116

After the number of people joining the group increased to more than 200, Yuanzi opened a second group to take over the second group of people.

When the two groups reached 23 people each, Yuanzi decided to test on the night of the [-]rd.

The test site is in the cafeteria, which is closed at night and suitable for gatherings.

Mariko made an announcement in the No. [-] group, and about [-]% of the group rushed to the scene.

The remaining [-]% ​​of the people are still watching, waiting for news.

in the cafeteria.

Mariko is wearing a black Lolita skirt, flesh-colored white stockings, and small leather shoes. She is short and wearing a round hat.

The fog prevented everyone from seeing the details of Yuanzi's clothes, but she couldn't hide the aura on her body. After seeing her through the fog, everyone bowed their heads and praised the Mutual Aid Association.

"The gods we believe in in the Mutual Aid Association are not fixed. As long as they are gods that can make us live a good life, we will believe in them." Mariko stood on a small chair and announced the details of his beliefs that were not mentioned in the teachings.

Everyone who attended the evening meeting wanted to know what kind of god the Mutual Aid Society believed in.

Hearing Mariko's announcement, everyone showed surprise expressions.

It doesn't sound very plausible, but if Mutual Aid can be successful, it will be a mysterious society with great potential.

Because the source of belief can change, people in mutual aid associations can also quietly integrate into other mysterious organizations, act as inner ghosts, and develop underground members.

"Next, I will hold the first mysterious ceremony to let everyone experience the welcome ceremony." After Mariko finished speaking, he took out a piece of mantra paper and continued to read the contents on the paper.

Yuanzi put the god of strike in the light, and then read out the needs of the public to the god.

Suddenly, the spell paper in her hand was rattling by the wind.

The mist in the cafeteria was tumbling, making Yuanzi's skirt float with it, as if there were waves rolling under the skirt.

There are no lights in the cafeteria at night, and everyone lights up their mobile phone screens.

At this moment, the light of the mobile phone flickered intermittently, turning the entire cafeteria into a ghost hall.

At this moment, the squad leader took out the painting "The Crow" behind Yuanzi, and Yuanzi happened to think of the sacrifice "The Crow".

The painting was blown up by the mist and rolled into the air.

Now everyone in the cafeteria was attracted by the flying white paper.

"What is that?" Someone wanted to ask, but his brain was so heavy that it was difficult to open his mouth. There was an invisible technique that affected his thinking, and he became driven by the atmosphere of the scene.

If a normal person wants to break the situation, he must first have a disbelieving thought, or have a high enough rationality.

"I hope to be liked by you." Yuanzi finished the last sentence full of emotion.

The crow painting curls and curls in the air, and a mysterious atmosphere surrounds it.

The crow painting is originally a mysterious painting, and after being strengthened by the mysterious atmosphere, it reveals a stronger expressive force.

Ordinary believers could not see clearly the content of the paper through the fog, and they had never seen "The Crow".

But at this moment, the memory of a red-eyed crow inexplicably flashed through their minds.

Dark black feathers, scarlet eyes, and the old street lamps under the crow's feet, whose memory is this, and where did the crow come from?

The believers were full of question marks, wondering why they saw a mysterious crow.

Wordless fear surfaced in my heart, and my brain trembled.

Someone yelled, couldn't bear this strange experience, and ran out directly.

But nearly [-]% of the people stayed in the cafeteria with shaking legs, trying to experience the mysterious atmosphere.

Yuanzi stood in the center of the mysterious ceremony. As the host of the scene, she could feel that "The Crow" stirred up the mysterious atmosphere of the entire cafeteria.

But also because the host's chanting ended and there was no follow-up hosting content, the entire mysterious ceremony soon fell into a state of declining atmosphere.

The feeling of falling is very subtle, and normal people can't feel it.

Yuanzi knew a lot of things in his head, and he actually experienced that the mysterious ceremony was going downhill rapidly.

The mysterious atmosphere in the air is falling from the peak, bit by bit.

After more than ten seconds, the painting "The Crow" fell to the ground. It was what it was originally, and what it was in the end, without any follow-up performance.

The ritual itself will not succeed, it points to a god that does not exist.

Everyone no longer imagined the appearance of the sacrifice in their minds, and their brains finally returned to them, and they didn't have to open and close their eyes to see "The Crow".

Mariko thought about it, if he wanted to prolong the atmosphere of the mysterious ceremony, he had to sing a sacrificial song during the sacrifice.

And this is also a common method used by ancient sacrifices, but Yuanzi doesn't know what to sing for the time being.

The sacrificial song requires repeated trials and tests. If the tone does not conform to the atmosphere of the scene, it will easily destroy the atmosphere of the scene, which will lead to the failure of the mysterious ceremony.

Mariko picked up his painting, when the squad leader came out, clapped his hands and said:

"Everyone, welcome to join the Mutual Aid Association. Today's welcome ceremony is over, and we will inform you about the meeting time tomorrow."

The squad leader took Yuanzi by the hand and left the cafeteria. When he walked out of the cafeteria, he heard the exclamations from the people behind him, and he was very shocked.

Not only were they shocked, but the monitor himself was also shocked.

Just now when Yuanzi was standing on a chair to preside over the ceremony, the class leader felt that Yuanzi was the spokesperson of the gods in the cafeteria, communicating with the gods in every word and deed.

Now that the mysterious ceremony was over, Yuanzi's sense of mystery that exploded on the table had subsided, but the squad leader was still deeply impressed, and he subconsciously clenched Yuanzi's hand.

"Squad leader, how was the ceremony just now?" Mariko asked.

"Very successful!" The squad leader replied quickly, and then slowed down his speech: "If your spell points to the real god, can you get some benefits from the god?"

"Squad leader, you can't think like this. This is a dangerous matter and you can't do it." Yuanzi shook her head resolutely.

"Gods are not human beings, and human beings cannot figure out the thinking of gods."

"Suppose a god waved a speck of dust, but what happened was a super disaster." Mariko said as an example.

The squad leader looked at the painting in Yuanzi's hand: "Then you said it's so dangerous, why do people still study mysterious rituals?"

"Because they have lost all their sanity, which is very important in the restraint world."

"An irrational person will blindly pursue power, or pursue their own desires. In order to achieve their goals, they will not hesitate to destroy themselves or the world."

Mariko kept emphasizing the importance of rationality, and the squad leader suddenly became sober.

"Yes, I have to keep my rational thinking." The monitor murmured.

Just now seeing Yuanzi displaying a mysterious power in person, the squad leader's mentality is too good, delusional to use mysterious rituals to seek power, reduce the difficulty of survival for the two, and then live a stable life.

After returning to the bedroom.

The two opened the group message again, and saw that the message exploded, and the chat records of the No. 999 group were [-]+ per minute.

The two kept scrolling up the screen, only to see that the news explosion was the time when the two left the cafeteria.

In the group, believers crazily boasted:

"I made the right move in this wave of job-hopping. The Mutual Aid Society is a supernatural organization that is watched by the gods!"

"Ah, I didn't go, I'm still waiting and watching. Can anyone who is a big fan of science popularize what was said at today's party."

"Let me tell you something. Tonight, the leader presided over the welcome ceremony in the cafeteria, and then everyone saw the miracle of the crow..." Passerby A believer described enthusiastically, trying to outline the mysterious characteristics of the crow.

Chapter 117

"People from the Ministry of Agriculture have been on shift for two or three days, and the agricultural and food layer has basically stabilized. Yuanzi, the official internal plan is to transfer the violent agencies to the lower levels. It is estimated that there will be insiders breaking the news tomorrow. Tonight is the time to retreat."

"This is my personal speculation and gossip, which may change."

"Wait for the text message notification. About an hour later, the official will send a text message to those who have passed various audits."

Captain Luo's several private messages touched Yuanzi's plan and had to be implemented ahead of schedule.

"Squad leader, tonight is the time for the official transfer of personnel." Mariko said.

While talking, Yuanzi showed the phone to the monitor.

Today is January 1th, which is Sunday, and it has been three days since the last time the inhibitor was transferred.

The squad leader did not receive the new tattoo inhibitor, so he could only temporarily drink the low-efficiency version of the inhibitor in his hand.

Even the squad leader has to save money, one can imagine how hard it is for the civilians who have no inhibitors from the beginning to the end.

Mariko recalled the welcome ceremony last night. Many believers showed their inner desire and wanted to strike at the people around them, but the other party held back.

Some people are silently chewing sand, and pica can relieve desire by grinding sand for a long time in a small volume.People with self-abuse and abuse tendencies are really hard to suppress.

However, these three types of desires are the third of the four conventional desires. Yuanzi must face the possible accidents of desires coming out of the cage in the future.

I can't think about such detailed things now, so I'll grab the weapon first.

"Let's inform the group first. We will go out today to carry the ammunition. It happens that there are more than 100 people in our group. Those who didn't go to the party last night were all thrown into the second group." The squad leader said.

"But time is too urgent, can we control so many people?" Yuanzi was not confident enough.

With the mysterious ritual alone, Yuanzi can only calm down the foolish people temporarily.

But the desire tattoo is the biggest unstable factor, it is a powder keg filled with black powder, which is easy to explode.

"Your marksmanship is excellent, and those who disobey will be physically expelled. You can't be lenient in managing a mysterious organization. Can you do it, Yuanzi?"

The squad leader hugged the soft Yuanzi, looked at Yuanzi's face, and said softly: "Forget it, we don't care about those people's life and death, don't care about this doomsday society, we live day by day, even if the food supply is cut off, the worst The ending is just waking up from the dream, and then continue to take the college entrance examination."

Speaking of this, the squad leader added a solemn tone.

The squad leader felt sorry for Yuanzi, and he didn't want a soft and cute girl to take a position where she had to be ruthless to sit firmly.

"It's okay, I'll be careful." Yuanzi didn't want to sit still.

After knowing that the black glove organization does not allow people who are not family members to be brought in, Mariko decides to take the squad leader to make a living.

Mariko is not good at killing people.

It just so happens that the system is ruthless, aiming at the head and hitting each one accurately.

Yuanzi doesn't need to worry about what to do to kill Liwei, the perception of killing intent is enough for her to gain a firm foothold.

She just needs to think about how to find living space for the two of them in the future, and the goal is to live for a hundred days.

If the believers knew Yuanzi and Yuanzi's real purpose of cultivating religion, they would definitely yell at them.

After a while, the squad leader issued a new announcement in the group: "We are going to engage in arms, call a hundred people, and those whose names are called will enter the temporary action group."

No time was given, nor where the ammunition was seized.

When everyone saw it, they thought it was a week-long, or a whole month-long advance action plan.

After all, in reality, the robbery tasks are planned several weeks in advance, and the robbery will not be made on the same day.

Robbery without premeditation is easy to overturn, everyone thinks so, and the people whose names are called think so.

But when they entered the temporary operation group, they realized that it was not easy, but this is all for tonight.