Xiao Lingyue threw away the whip casually, turned her head and saw his expression, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Do you not understand why they are like this?"
If you speak well, these people will not listen at all.
You have to use a whip to intimidate.
Zhan Beihan looked at her with his eyes down.
Xiao Lingyue whispered: "Because they have been domesticated."
"Tubing?" Zhan Beihan frowned.
"Any animal, as long as it is used correctly, can be domesticated." Xiao Lingyue said calmly, "Man is no exception."
"They are just ordinary people, caught by bandits in this dark iron ore, and were beaten by whips all day long, unable to speak or run. Over time, whether they want to or not, their obedience and fear of the whip sound have been gone.
It's implanted in my heart."
As long as the whip sounds, these people become brainless "animals" and do whatever they ask them to do.
This is a physical instinct formed by long-term torture.
To put it bluntly, it is like a dog running towards his owner when he hears a whistle.
Xiao Lingyue's tone was calm and cold: "These bandits' methods are very low-end, and they only know how to forcefully tame them with violence. For those who are determined, it is basically useless."
"But it is because the bandits' methods are simple and crude, and those who are firm and uncontrolled are easily killed. The bandits have no patience to torture them slowly, and they will kill them directly if they are disobedient! It is the most convenient for them, and they are also very easy to do so.
It can kill the chicken to warn the monkey."
"All those who dare to emerge are dead, and the rest are ordinary people who are easily controlled and weak and obedient."
"It is easiest to domesticate such people, just like them."
But this is not the fault of ordinary people.
Some people would rather die than surrender when facing power.
But some people are willing to bow down and live a life of silence because of fear, fear and other emotions.
In fact, the latter is the majority of people.
There is no right or wrong in this kind of thing.
In Xiao Lingyue's opinion, they were all victims of bandits and innocent and pitiful people.
Zhan Beihan said lightly: "You said that the bandits have low means, so what does it mean to have high means?"
Xiao Lingyue Youyou said: "The real person with high skills is to use the whip and honey together. While suppressing and using you, giving you some sweetness, leaving no trace! You think what he gives is the most.
OK, over time, I gradually got used to it, and in the end my whole body and mind were controlled and domesticated by the other party, and I even felt happy!"
Zhan Beihan sneered: "I sold myself with a little sweetness. Is there such a stupid person in this world?"
Xiao Lingyue shrugged: "It's simple to say, but it's different if it's used well."
This method is not something that everyone can play with.
Emotional intelligence, wrists, abilities, and mind are indispensable.
The key is to be patient.
Zhan Beihan looked at her thoughtfully: "You seem to know this method very well?"
Xiao Lingyue paused and said with a smile: "I don't know much, I just saw it a few times before."
Zhan Bei asked coldly: "Where did you see him?"
Xiao Lingyue: "Uh..." She choked for a moment.
Where did you see it...
I saw it by the side of the Prince of Nanyan and Murong Ye.
When it comes to manipulating people's hearts, no one can surpass Murong Ye in his high-end skills.
This is not easy to say to Zhan Beihan.
"I don't remember it either, it's just that I've used it before..." Xiao Lingyue vaguely made excuses.
Halfway through his words, a sudden noise came from not far away.
The two of them turned their heads and looked.
A small piece of gravel rolled down. The man in a mess was holding a scarred coma boy, standing behind the stone with a helpless look at the messy mines on the ground with a dull face. Popular『』 This chapter has been completed!