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Chapter 64 Energy Field

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early morning.

Master Zhu Jiu came to look for Wu Wen, and when he saw Yang Ergou standing at the door like a guard, he approached and asked, "What are you doing here?"

"Master Jiu, please go in and take a look yourself!" Yang Ergou pointed inside the tent.

Master Zhu Jiu showed a puzzled look on his face and stepped into the tent.

The pile of soil and several corpses lying beside the soil in front of him shocked him.

Turning his head to look at Wu Wen who was sitting in the corner with his eyes closed, he asked, "What's going on?"

"Someone tried to kill me last night, but I killed him instead." Wu Wen replied calmly.

"Who are these people?" Master Zhu Jiu asked nervously.

"They are the subordinates of the King of Qin."

"What?" Master Zhu Jiu immediately became nervous upon hearing this, "The King of Qin wants to kill you?"

"It's not the King of Qin who wants to kill me, but these people acted on their own initiative." Wu Wen explained.

Master Zhu Jiu felt a little relieved, but continued to ask: "Then why did they come to kill you?"

Wu Wen stood up and slowly explained: "These people are the foreigners recruited by the King of Qin. They wanted me to join them, but I didn't agree."

"That's it?" Master Zhu Jiu seemed a little unconvinced by this reason, because it sounded too simple and not enough to be the reason for becoming mortal enemies.

"That's it." Wu Wen nodded in confirmation.

Master Zhu Jiu looked at the soil and corpses in front of him and asked: "Are you planning to bury them all?"

"Yes." Wu Wen continued, "Unfortunately there are too many people. Half of them have been buried, and the other half are not buried yet."

When he heard that it was half buried, Master Zhu Jiu was shocked again.

"So what are you going to do with this?" he asked.

"Let's wait until dark and continue burying after dark." Wu Wen replied.

Master Zhu Jiu frowned slightly and said, "Why don't you transport them out of the barracks and dump them somewhere in the wilderness? It would be more convenient than digging a hole and burying them like you did."

Wu Wen shook his head slightly: "The target is too big, I want to do it secretly, it would be best if no one else knows about it except us."

Master Zhu Jiu fell silent.

"Where are you going to bury it tonight?" he asked again.

"Yang Ergou's tent." Wu Wen replied.

Master Zhu Jiu came to the bodies and carefully examined their conditions, only to find that they were not Han people, but foreigners.

Then he noticed the seven magical instruments piled next to the corpse and curiously picked one up to examine it carefully.

After groping around for a while, Master Zhu Jiu suddenly frowned, then immediately picked up another one and examined it carefully.

After checking them all, he held them in front of Wu Wen.

"Awen, look!"

"Master Jiu, do you recognize these magical instruments?"

These magical instruments were of strange shapes. Wu Wen had only seen them a few times before and did not recognize them, so he planned to study them slowly when he had time in the future.

"These things are made of humans!" said Master Zhu Jiu in a serious tone.

"Huh?" Wu Wen was shocked when he heard that. He stared at these magical instruments carefully, but he couldn't tell that they were made of human stuff.

Seeing his confusion, Master Zhu Jiu picked up a magical instrument and began to explain it to Wu Wen while demonstrating it.

"Look at this!"

He picked up a palm-sized, oval-shaped, maroon-colored magical instrument and spoke.

"This is made with 'Spring Heart'!"

Spring love? Wu Wen was puzzled at first, but after thinking about it, he suddenly understood the meaning of this word.

He took the magic weapon in his hand and looked at it carefully, and found that it was indeed the same thing he had imagined in his mind.

In his memory, he had heard of a magical instrument made of this thing, but he had never seen the real thing.

Thinking of the last night, when someone played it, Wu Wen suddenly felt sick. "Look at this again!"

Master Zhu Jiu picked up another oval-shaped, bulging magical instrument that was connected from top to bottom and said.

“This is made from Taicang!”

Taicang is the stomach! Wu Wen looked at it carefully again and found that it was true.

Master Zhu Jiu introduced these magical instruments to Wu Wen one by one. All of them were made from parts of human body.

Looking at the seven evil magical weapons in front of him.

Wu Wen couldn't help but feel an indescribable emotion brewing in his heart.

After staring at it for a long time, a question suddenly occurred to me.

He stretched out his hand and arranged the seven magical instruments according to his idea.

Suddenly, I found that these seven instruments corresponded to the seven desires of human beings: Chunxin corresponds to lust, Taicang corresponds to appetite...

"Master Jiu, please go out for a while!" Wu Wen said lightly.

Hearing this, Master Zhu Jiu turned and left.

Wu Wen picked up the Taicang magic weapon, which had two openings on the upper and lower parts.

Blow gently into the top opening.

The Taicang instrument is as stiff as rubber, and when gas enters its cavity, it vibrates and resonates.

However, Wu Wen did not hear any sound.

It vibrated but made no sound, which meant that the frequency of the vibration was too high or too low, beyond the range that Wu Wen's ears could hear.

But the frequency of the magic weapon in his hand is obviously low, and it produces infrasound waves.

While blowing the instrument, Wu Wen placed his hand on it, communicating with it through micro-resonance.

It’s appetite after all!
Then, Wu Wen picked up the Chunxin instrument again and tried to play it while suppressing his nausea.

It's lust.

He tried other magical instruments and it was the same. Each one corresponded to a physical desire.

Recalling the psychological hallucinations and physiological reactions he experienced last night when the seven people played at the same time, Wu Wen began to simulate and deduce them in his mind.

Slowly, he began to unravel the mystery.

The main reason why this magic instrument is made by humans is that its inherent frequency is the same as the inherent frequency of the human body.

Without the help of sophisticated instruments, it is almost impossible to make such a magical weapon in this era.

Therefore, this evil method is indeed a shortcut to a certain extent.

Normally, although a single magical tool has special effects, its power is not great, and the reaction it produces on the human body is almost negligible.

However, when these seven instruments are played simultaneously, their power and effectiveness are completely different.

In sound waves, in addition to resonance, there is also a word called interference.

It's like throwing a stone into a calm lake. Ripples will spread outwards with the stone as the center.

When another stone is thrown into the lake, ripples will also appear.

When the ripples from both sides meet, interference occurs and standing waves are formed.

When these seven instruments are played according to specific rhythms and melodies, the infrasound waves they emit will interfere with each other and then form a standing wave field.

The formation of a standing wave field concentrates and amplifies the originally dispersed infrasound energy, which is a sound wave field.

It not only has extremely strong penetrating power and durability, but can also produce strong resonance with the biological waves in the human body.

When the body is in this kind of sound wave field, the nervous response system will seem to malfunction and be controlled by the sound wave field, resulting in manipulation.

"Sonic field, form control!"

Wu Wen was not very interested in control, but this sound wave field made him see something different!

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(End of this chapter)