noffsinger Chapter 428 Reaction
Chapter 428 Reaction
Ye Yingzhou, Li Zeng and others took a few clever half-grown children and moved around in the alleys and shabby places.
They taught the children a new song of question and accusation, the tune of which might have retained traces of the old slanderous nursery rhyme, but the words were completely different:
"Zhulang River, Zhulang River, who broke the dam in the middle of the night?
His parents and brother were taken away, and their bodies sank to the bottom of the sea with numerous innocent souls!
Bitter medicine, magic potion, who locked the memory in a black box?
The river god wanted a sacrifice, but it turned out that the evildoers wanted to steal his life!
The stranger, with a kind heart, wants to help us break through the confusion.
Don't believe rumors, don't be fooled, and don't treat your enemies as your parents!"
The children's clear and somewhat ignorant voices echoed in the wet alley.
These simple, straightforward, and repetitive sentences, like hooks, constantly pull at the vague fragments in people's subconscious - the suffocating feeling of cold river water pouring into the mouth and nose, the desperate eyes of relatives before death, the bowl of strange-tasting "calming soup" after the disaster, and the faint sound of chiseling heard on a rainy night... Once the seeds of doubt are sown, they will quickly take root and sprout in the soil of fear.
So, almost overnight, new songs began to spread in the streets and alleys.
A crude street stage was set up during a lull in the rain. The gavel was banged, and the storyteller lowered his voice and told a gripping story:
"The golden scales are actually the evil dragon's disguise. They secretly changed the river course and caused disasters. They mixed forgetfulness into the magic potion and tricked us into kneeling before the executioner—"
In the story, there are sinister and cunning masterminds who are willing to flood the city to achieve their goals, and there are deceived, frightened and helpless people. There are also several foreign heroes who accidentally see through the shocking conspiracy but are slandered as the disaster star. They are fighting desperately, trying to expose the truth, wake up everyone, and fight against the catastrophe that is about to come again!
The plot is full of ups and downs, betrayal, sacrifice, forbearance and the final awakening of resistance. The tea drinkers hold their breath, clench their fists, and have doubts in their eyes.
The play is straightforward and sharp, and it does not shy away from alluding to the details of the time when the dam was dug open.
The actor who played the "evil official" sent chills down the spines of the audience with his greedy and domineering face and his sinister lines when he ordered the digging of the dam.
When the play showed a flood, people crying and fleeing, and their loved ones being swept away by the waves, the sobbing in the audience even drowned out the cries of grief in the play.
The plot of "taking medicine to forget the pain but becoming a puppet" is like a needle, piercing deep into the chaotic memories of many people, causing waves of inexplicable, sharp headaches and palpitations.
"Zhulang River, Zhulang River, the blood and tears flowed into a lake back then!
It's not God who sent the disaster, it's the evil hearts of the evil people!
The dam was broken, the flood waves were released, and thousands of homes were submerged in water!
They steal souls, build evil dens, and trick us into eating their incense!
It’s raining again today, and the waves are rough, and they still want to treat us as sacrifices!
Catch outsiders, sink them to the bottom of the river, and block their mouths so they can do evil!
Fellow villagers, please keep your eyes open and don’t believe rumors and risk your life!
Tear off his ghostly mask, blood debt must be repaid with blood!"
It is like a wake-up call, and those who hear it will be refreshed.
Even deep within the palace, Yan Qingshu skillfully integrated the core information into the story shell of talented men and beautiful women, and the struggle between loyalty and treachery, making it easier to spread secretly within the palace.
These stories are no longer about talented men and beautiful women, but carriers of truth disguised as "secrets of the previous dynasty" or "strange stories and legends".
The story is full of very impactful settings such as "memory tampering", "soul-devouring formation", and "evil people who steal the luck of the people". The plot is tortuous and bizarre, but it vaguely points to reality - the details of the flood, the allusions to certain characters, and the conspiracy of "outsiders" being framed as sacrifices are all cleverly woven into it.
Deep inside the palace, candlelight flickered. Those stories that were originally just for entertainment were now like stones thrown into a deep pool, stirring up circles of uneasy ripples in the silence.
The palace maids exchanged looks of fear, the eunuchs whispered while on duty, and even some concubines frowned at the tragic scenes described in the storybooks, with doubts in their hearts.
On the wet bluestone slabs of the street, in addition to the crushed prayer paper, new rough papers with wet ink began to appear...
The picture above is simple but powerful - evil spirits digging up the dike, floods engulfing houses, souls bound by chains, and masked men ordering people to be captured and drowned in the river.
Accompanied by straightforward text, it reveals the horrific chain of crimes of "changing route - killing - stealing souls - tampering with memories - framing and sacrificing".
The rain hit it, and the ink spread out, as if blood and tears were flowing.
These stories and songs are like stones thrown into a stagnant pond, or like matches quietly lit in the darkness.
They accurately stir up the forcibly suppressed fear and vague painful memories deep in the subconscious of the people of Xiangsheng City.
Those fragments buried deep in the heart and blurred by illusion began to stir and surge restlessly, trying to break through the cage of memory.
Lu Wensheng stood on a high place, looking at the city that was silent but undercurrents were surging in the wind and rain.
He knew that the results of this carefully woven web of "truth" would not be immediate.
Those tampered memories are like solid ice, difficult to melt instantly.
However, he knew better that the fear of tragic death in the flood had long been a mark deeply buried in the soul of Xiangsheng City.
What he did was to pour a bucket of boiling oil on this brand! He used bloody words to violently impact and stimulate the blurred memory and the hidden hatred!
He didn't need everyone to remember every detail immediately. He just needed to plant a seed of doubt among the people in the panic instigated by the nursery rhyme.
All that is needed is to provide a clear, specific, and targeted object of hatred when the deep-seated fear of the flood is awakened again.
All we need to do is to change the proposal of "sacrificing to the God of the River" from "praying for peace" to "a murder trap planned by the enemy" in the minds of some people!
What he was betting on was the ultimate anger that came from the instinct of life towards being "deceived", "used", and "slaughtered like pigs and sheep"!
The bet is that when the instinct of "survival" is combined with the rage of "resisting deception" and "revenge", a huge force that can be unleashed is enough to overturn the chessboard!
If there is anyone who is deeply moved by this ballad, this story, or this leaflet, who vaguely feels that "something seems to be wrong", or who instinctively resists and doubts the order to "capture foreigners and drown them in the river"...
Then, the "public opinion" web carefully woven by the mastermind behind the scenes, the seemingly impregnable chess game, has been quietly filled with deadly variables.
The chances of their wishes being dashed will soar with every touched soul, every suppressed sob, and every suspicious look.
Min Xiao wanted to take advantage of this fear that was deep in his bones and trap them in this seemingly "peaceful" cage and the shackles of so-called "humanity"?
Human nature is certainly cowardly, selfish, and blinded by chaos, but it is also complex and contradictory.