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Chapter 109 The flesh is a fact after all

A dark room, a black cloth, a candle, Yun Lang and Sima Qian easily completed the small hole imaging experiment in the prison.

This is a groundbreaking experiment. Before this, no one has repeated Mozi's successful experiment.

Many people think that the passage recorded in the book is similar to the wooden bird made in the form of a loser that can only fly in the sky for three days and three nights. It is nothing like the Kunpeng mentioned by Zhuangzi in the "Xiaoyaoyou" article. A speculation.

"Doing experiments is a very serious matter. He can prove the truth of infinity through small-scale practice and can turn ideas into reality."

Sima Qian smiled while holding the wine bowl: "Unfortunately, I am not exploring things, but people. In many cases, you cannot use experiments to prove a person's behavior."

Yun Lang smiled and said, "No, no, no, we are conducting an experiment on people called the Saint Project.

Now that you have left the primary stage, you are about to enter the second stage. If all five stages of the experiment are successful, you will see the birth of a true saint in Fugui Town. "

Sima Qian heard this and straightened up and said, "What saint?"

Yun Lang said with a smile: "A man who kills countless people and sits on the ground will soon become a saint that everyone loves and praises."

Sima Qian angered: "How can he be so praised?"

Yun Lang took a sip of wine and said with a smile: "His nephew was arguing with others and others tolerated him everywhere. His nephew still refused to be spared. As a result, he was beaten to death by the other party in the process.

His sister asked our experiment subject to kill each other. As a result, my experiment subject found out that the error was not on the other party. Not only did he apologize to the person who killed his nephew, he even compensated the other party for five. Thousands of money.

My sister's sister heard the incident and threw his nephew's body on the street, saying that the dead man was a wild dog without an uncle.

Others thought that my test subject could not accept such insults. As a result, he personally went to the street, carrying the stinking nephew body, personally entering the mortuary, personally digging the pit and burying it in the wild.

Regarding this matter, my subjects have established their own fair image, and everyone in Fugui Town has asked him to judge whether it is fair or not. I heard, after he judged, there has not been one case of unfairness. "

Ying Xuelin frowned: "Great traitors also need great wisdom. Great people who are beyond human nature, a certain family generally does not associate with him."

Sima Tan laughed and said: "Your Majesty's maintenance of loved ones, can you accept the behavior of imprisoning you in prison?

Ying Xuelin said with a smile: "Your Majesty wronged me. This belongs to the category of man. It is a result we can predict. Why can't we accept it?

If Yun Lang ’s experimental subject hurts the person who killed his nephew with the ability, a certain family can fully understand that even if he ignores the murderer, some family can understand.

However, instead of blaming the person who killed his nephew, he paid five thousand dollars for his nephew's clothes, which was over. As for the necrotic corpse that carried the nephew in person, it was even worse pass.

These things don't make any sense, just to be shown to outsiders. It seems that the subject of Yunlang does have a big world in mind. "

Yun Lang's big white teeth smiled and said: "You see, this is the result of the experiment. Under certain temptation and pressure, a person can easily change his behavior.

A brother of mine once said that people have a natural fear of pain. If the fear is forcibly removed, this person will feel joy when suffering.

Our experimental goal is currently in a stage of splitting pain. If successful, he may really become a true saint. "

Sima Qian sneered: "Fake is fake, how can it come true!"

Yun Lang said with a smile: "It is natural to deceive someone for a while. If you deceive this person persistently, even if it is fake, what is the difference from the real one?"

"Can I go and see?"

"Of course, when I get out of the prison, I will take you to see it. You will feel that our experiment is valuable."

Ying Xuelin frowned and interjected: "A certain family also wants to go and see how you can kill someone's heart."

Sima talked and laughed: "Go together!"

There are always so few happy days, plus some people can't see these people happy, so their happy days are even shorter.

Everyone's happiness comes from Yun's food and wine. When Zhang Tang did not allow Zhang Lian to deliver food to the prison, the party every three days seemed very boring.

If you haven't eaten Yun's food, yellow steamed buns are also a kind of delicious. This kind of steamed buns have a light sweet taste and a long aftertaste.

Sima Qian took a sip of yellow steamed buns and hit a full hiccup. In fact, he didn't eat a bite from morning to noon today.

He put the yellow steamed bun on the bamboo slips and looked at Yunlang secretly, and found that this guy was very sweet while holding the yellow steamed bun.

Not only did he eat up his yellow steamed buns, but he also watched the majority of the yellow steamed buns that Sima Qian placed on Jane.

Sima Qian handed the yellow steamed buns to Yunlang, and he saw that he was not polite, and he ate the big half of the yellow steamed buns in three or two.

"You should be a person who is used to food, why can you eat rough food?" Sima Qian hesitated and asked.

"Food is not good or bad for me, only the difference between whether I can fill my stomach. When I have conditions, I naturally like to eat good food. When I have no conditions, I am very satisfied with feeding my stomach."

Sima Lang said with a smile: "You are just hungry."

Yun Lang shook his head and said: "Not counted ..."

The wind in the late autumn has gradually cooled. A large wind brought in a lot of leaves from outside the high wall. These leaves also showed a hint of blue, but they were unable to withstand the autumn wind.

There are many people who like to bask in the sun, and there are not many people who like to bask in the autumn wind. As for those who like to bask in the moon, there is only one left.

The sky was too cold, and the last trace of heat in the sand disappeared. Yun Lang pulled his naked feet out of the sand. He looked at the bright moon in the sky and wanted to think about something, but he finally got nothing.

At this time, everything I thought was doing useless work, the shadow of the emperor enveloped him, no matter what kind of things he had done, the emperor only needed to protrude a hand to turn it into a mountain, which made him breathless .

For the Han people, such pressure exists every moment, but they are used to it, and they can ignore this pressure when they are familiar with it.

Jumping out of the three realms, not in the five elements, this is the goal of detachment that the Han people strive for, but few people can do it.

Some people have given their lives for this, and some have paid a reputation for this. Even in prison, people will look forward to this bright future.

An autumn rain drove away the last trace of warmth on the ground. The cold autumn rain slapped on the prison window. A few raindrops fell into the prison. Yun Lang quickly wrapped the blanket tighter.

Just yesterday, there was a thick soft bed in his jail, a brazier, and a maid who pretended to be a prisoner came in to wait for him to wash.

Now everything was gone, and the Emperor took away all his privileges with a flirty sentence.

He had to wrap the blanket tightly like Sima on the opposite side and rely on body temperature to resist the cold of late autumn.

The emperor spoke, and Zhang Lian naturally dared not step into the prison again.

But ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The emperor's words couldn't stop Huo from getting sick.

Just when Yun Lang thought about whether to light the wheat straw on the ground to keep warm, Huo Qubing appeared in front of him, carrying a chicken and a jar of wine in his hand.

Before he could speak, Yun Lang snatched the chicken, and after tearing off a chicken leg, he threw the remaining half of the chicken to the opposite Sima Tan.

All day today, no one came to give everyone food ...

Huo went sick to find a bowl, poured a bowl of wine to Yunlang, and naturally gave the rest to Sima Tan and his son.

"I asked Zhang Tang, you will be out in twenty-one days."

Huo went to the disease to find a clean straw stack and sat down leisurely, smiling at Yun Lang.

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