In the quiet night, I followed Master Qingxiao, as if I was walking in the ancient world.
She carries herself with elegance, and a few words can make people feel like they are in the spring breeze.
I think this is what a strategist should be like.
"The art of Taoist songs, to put it bluntly, is to express inner thoughts in words, and to use the momentum of the entire battlefield to one's own advantage. The ups and downs can be ups and downs, as one pleases, and follow the trend; making one person's words more important than the treasure of the Nine Cauldrons.
A three-inch tongue is worth more than a million soldiers." Master Qingxiao said.
"Master, how do you do whatever you want and follow the trend?" Although I know the literal meaning, it is really difficult to do this.
"Tao songs are created by each Tao according to their own potential. Their purpose is only to mobilize and change the operating rules of the potential and play a role in destroying the opponent's gestures. Can you understand this?" Master Qingxiao asked.
"That... potential is the magnetic field, right?" I asked.
"Yes, potential can also be understood as momentum, it can also be understood as magnetic field, and it can also be called Tao realm. They all have different names due to different understandings of each Tao sect. Among them, opening the Yin and Yang eyes to see its potential is to let
Our own eyes are at the same frequency as the potential and correspond to the magnetic field. What we politicians have to do is to use Taoist songs to take advantage of the situation and achieve the goals we want."
"Then I understand, but how can I make the magnetic field correspond to the Tao songs by singing Tao songs like Master?" I wondered.
"It's very simple. Since you can make your eyes have the same frequency as your so-called magnetic field, then use Taoist songs to resonate with your magnetic field. I just used Taoist songs as a bridge to let you and the Yin soldiers and ghosts walk together and resonate together, making them indestructible.
This is the original intention of creating Taoist songs." Every word of Master Qingxiao directly touched my heart, without any unnecessary elaboration.
"Master, strategists are so powerful! They can control everything in just a few words, but why have they declined?" While I was surprised, I also felt that it was rare to hear of strategists in this world.
"Haha, there is a saying that when a political strategist is angry, the princes will be afraid, and if they live in peace, the world will be destroyed. Since the world is at peace, what do you want our political strategists to do?" Master Qingxiao said with a smile.
"But there's still an undercurrent, isn't it?"
"So my master is still here, isn't he?"
"This seems to make sense again." I smiled knowingly. As long as there is an undercurrent, the art of vertical and horizontal manipulation is bound to exist.
Under the guidance of Master Qingxiao, in just one night, my understanding of Taoist songs was completely different from what it was before.
Either it was because Master Qingxiao taught students according to their aptitude, or because the archeology major played a supporting role, the use of ancient proverbs and the mobilization of momentum all came together at this time.
Next, Master Qingxiao also sent me some books written by herself using Weixin letters for me to study carefully.
Among them are explanations of doubts about Zongheng Dao, as well as studies of political experts of all ages, as well as video files directly recorded by her, etc.
Together, these materials are no less than several classics. Since I am a disciple, of course I have to follow his orders.
Master Qingxiao also gave me a scroll of Taoist ancestors to unfold during my daily worship and practice.
"Although you have become my disciple, you have not officially joined the master's sect. Once you have achieved some success, my master will naturally lead you to Taoism. Do you understand?" Master Qingxiao said.
I nodded in agreement.
Disciples also have an assessment period, otherwise it would be a sin to bring the troubled fetus to Tao Ancestor.
Master Qingxiao explained to me what books to read first and then read, and then I went to get closer to Yun Qinglan.
Strategists must also be qualified diplomats, so she made a good impression on Yun Qinglan as soon as she arrived.
I looked for traces of Ruan Ling's formation outside, and sure enough, there were yellow papers everywhere.
The yellow paper should have been laid from the cemeteries of other villages all the way from the village entrance to the mourning hall, so they seemed to regard this as their final destination.
I swept away the yellow paper along the road, and when I arrived at the village square outside, there were still ghosts floating in one after another.
It wouldn't have been scary if I didn't open my yin and yang eyes, but now it just looks very ferocious.
Without the yellow paper to guide them, the area they circled ended at the cemetery at the entrance of the village, and some quickly circled back.
In the moonlight, I also saw a sports car parked at the entrance of the village.
Because I was deeply impressed by my uncle's Panamera, and the color was exactly the same.
I thought my uncle was here, but I found no one inside, which made me confused for a while.
I was relieved again until I saw the license plate was different.
This is not my uncle's car.
When I turned around and came back in the dark night, I also checked the information in Weixin. I had learned from Master just now, and now I saw that there was a lot of information accumulated.
Among them are a bunch of Li Dian's private groups, and Xiaoliu's information has also come.
Xiaoliu told me in the message that the walking corpse thing was a huge misunderstanding. The person under surveillance was not Ruan Xiu, but his sister Ruan Ling.
It was the police station that called her to claim the body. Because of the deep love between sisters, she was anxious to see the body in the middle of the night, which led to such a big misunderstanding.
Xiaoliu also sent me the information on Ruan Ling’s entry through customs.
I didn’t tell Xiaoliu that Ruan Ling had been here, I just thanked her.
In the Li Dian private group, I informed everyone of the investigation results on this matter, in order to prevent them from spreading the news and causing other panic.
However, although my results aroused heated discussion among them, I found that what they were talking about before seemed not to be this matter anymore.
I scrolled through some information and found that they seemed to be talking about a villager from a village blocking the program team of a certain TV station.
Because one of the group friends is from this village.
Of course I have no time for gossip. There are too many unfair things in the world. Since someone is paying attention, someone will naturally take action to solve it.
Moreover, I have a lot of things to solve in front of me, and there is no way to distract myself.
But when I returned to the mourning hall, Yun Qinglan motioned for me to come over.
"Aren't you a local? Can you take a trip to Huacun?" Yun Qinglan asked with a frown.
"What?" I asked curiously.
"Lu Yingxue's program team is trapped in Kaohua Village, and the other party said that even money can't solve the problem." Yun Qinglan said.
I was stunned for a moment, and my mind immediately connected with what Li Dian had just said in the private group.
"What's going on? Can't someone else go? Should I let Xiaoliu go?" I asked.
"How can I rest assured when others go there? There are actually police there now, otherwise something would have happened a long time ago, but it can't be resolved through negotiation," Yun Qinglan said.
"Then what use will I get if I go?" I was speechless.
Master Qingxiao was puffing away smoke outside, watching me and Yun Qinglan bickering here, and seemed to find it quite interesting.
Although Yun Qinglan's sudden trust in me is very helpful, why do I feel that this is a trap?