Chapter 118: Which brainwashing organization is stronger
Wang Dong, who was sitting in the classroom, suddenly shivered. Since that coma, the uncomfortable feeling all over her body has become stronger and stronger, like a butterfly caught in a cobweb. It is not that she has never struggled, but every time she struggles, the cobweb becomes... Binding her more firmly.
This was not the first time Shrek had been attacked, but the damage suffered this time far exceeded the sum of the past ten thousand years.
However, the enemy forces directly launched a precise attack on the inner courtyard. Compared to the mess in the inner courtyard, the outer courtyard did not suffer much damage, except for the death of a notorious teacher.
Upon hearing the news of Zhou Yi's death, all the students in the grade clapped their hands and applauded. If Shrek's senior management had not suppressed the cause of her death, most of the students in the college and the students who had been expelled by Zhou Yi over the years would have begun to worship the beast god and believe in it. The power might be able to break through the plane suppression and directly send Ditian back to the peak of the first-level god.
At least from the outside, Shrek Academy is still as glamorous as ever.
Wang Dong thought of a sentence for no reason, gold and jade are on the outside, but ruins are on the inside.
Does Shrek really deserve the title of the No. 1 Academy in the Mainland? How could the No. 1 Academy in Mainland China train an evil soul master? Do I still need to stay here?
"Hmm!" Wang Dong felt her head hurt again. She found that whenever these thoughts of questioning Shrek Academy appeared in her mind, she would have a splitting headache, as if someone was punishing her rebellion with pain.
"Wang Dong!" Xiao Xiao's scream was mixed with the sound of tables and chairs overturning.
"Are you okay?"
A burst of soft soul power passed into the body. Wang Dong covered his head, and his eyes gradually became clear. Wang Yan, Xiao Xiao, and the surrounding classmates were all looking at her with concern. Even Wu Feng, who usually didn't deal with her very much, also showed his face. A worried expression, even though Charmander probably wanted to avoid dying next to him.
"Student Wang Dong, do you want to ask your family about your headache symptoms?" Wang Yan gave a thoughtful suggestion while escorting Wang Dong to the school doctor's office. "Maybe you can take a break from school for a while. I will Apply to the school to retain your student status." Knowing Wang Dong's true identity, the young master of the Haotian Sect, Wang Dong's frequent headaches attracted his attention. Through Xuanzi's relationship, he even asked Mr. Zhuang, who specializes in treatment at Poseidon Pavilion, to check Wang Dong's body and try to find out. The cause of her headache but found nothing.
In the end, Mr. Zhuang could only attribute the reason to the influence of the Golden-Eyed Black Dragon King. Ditian's extreme dark attribute eroded Wang Dong's light attribute.
However, Wang Yan believed that the erosion of light by darkness was not the main reason. Thinking of the young man with bright eyes that he had once been optimistic about, he was more inclined to think that it was a mental problem. It's a pity that there are too few soul masters with spiritual attributes, and none can be found in the Poseidon Pavilion. Long Xiaoyao killed a few people through sniping, and went to the Star Dou Forest to negotiate and killed a few more people. To be disrespectful, the Pavilion Master almost couldn't come back from his trip.
"No, no need." Wang Dong shook his head. Perhaps it was due to the pain. She looked a little fragile now, like a butterfly whose wings were wet by a storm.
"It's useless to go back!" Wang Dong's voice was filled with tears. "I wrote to my family and told them that they asked me to go back after the holiday. They also said that as long as I stop thinking about it, I won't have headaches. ”
Wang Yan's first reaction was that this child was not taken seriously at home, but this was the young master of the Haotian Sect! So he asked politely: "Can you tell the teacher that you usually start to have a headache when you think about something?"
"Teacher Wang, can you keep it a secret for me?" Wang Dong's eyes were full of hope. Although she was not a good child, she also knew that it was extremely unwise to complain about the school in front of the class teacher. However, Wang Yan is different from other teachers. He is knowledgeable, gentle and funny. He is like a friend to all the students in their freshman class. Only after he became the class teacher, Wang Dong realized how hateful this old woman Zhou Yi was. That is no longer harsh but perverted!
"Of course, my coaching habit has always been to treat you children as friends. You can try to tell me the difficulties you encounter, and I will do my best to help you. If I can't help, I will help you. Keep it secret." Wang Yan's voice had a convincing power. He was very curious about Wang Dong's secret. Maybe this was the reason why the family asked him to observe this girl.
His martial soul talent is not high. Although it is the same as the dragon soul inherited from the Qiangu family, it does not have a dragon soul to host it. This is quite embarrassing for the Qiangu family. However, he did not suffer from this, because the current head of the family, Qiangu Jingyin, said that the family has been inherited for tens of thousands of years and there is no shortage of strong people, but there must be someone involved in academics.
As for why his surname is not Qiangu...
The young master of the Haotian Sect is not named Tang either!
Everyone's surname is Wang, but perhaps only this girl has a bright future. Wang Yan has never forgotten for a moment that every inch of land under his feet is the ruins of Wuhun City thousands of years ago.
If observing Huo Yuhao is Wang Yan's personal interest, then observing Wang Dong is a task assigned by the family. Haotian Sect is one of the families that has produced gods. Even if it has been hidden for many years, its strength is still unfathomable. Maybe he can... Are there any clues related to God found in this girl?
"Whenever I think about the bad side of Shrek Academy, I start to have a headache." Several images flashed through Wang Dong's mind, "For example, does Shrek Academy really deserve the title of No. 1 in the mainland? ”
"Can you tell the teacher why you think so?"
"First, before the freshman exam, Teacher Zhou expelled two-thirds of the students; then, during the freshman exam, the inner school sisters attacked the freshmen; and the recent incident, the Tang Sect leader used the evil soul master's method Cultivation..." Wang Dong covered his head and frowned subconsciously, as if there was a butterfly trapped there that was eager to break free.
"I thought about resisting Zhou Yi, but there was always a voice in my mind that kept repeating respect for teachers. That voice told me to stay away from the soul guide and get close to him..." Wang Dong's breathing gradually became shallow and rapid, The surrounding light seemed to blur in an instant, the colors began to merge, and everything became unreal, like the edge of a dream and reality.
At the next moment, her eyes closed heavily, like the collapse of the last line of defense. At the moment her body was about to make contact with the ground, Wang Yan caught her steadily, like catching a precious porcelain that was about to break. .
Nothing but familiarity. This was not the first time that Wang Dong fainted in front of him.
This is not darkness erosion, it is clearly mind control!
Wang Yan accepted his fate and sent Wang Dong to the school doctor's office. From this point of view, the young master of the Haotian Sect was really not as good as him, and he was forcibly brainwashed at a young age.
Who would brainwash others? Either he is a pyramid schemer or he is an evil soul master. No, there is another organization that is particularly good at brainwashing. Wang Yan pushed up his glasses. The sun shone on him, but he felt a chill spreading.
Isn't that Shrek?