It's All Psychological

After returning home, Master Luo remained silent, sitting in his seat puffing on his pipe, his posture exactly the same as before, as if he had never left.

"Master Luo, may I ask you a question?"

Su Ziyang couldn't hold back his words and sat to the side, picking at his fingernails, getting a little bored.

"Go ahead and say it," Master Luo said, tapping his long pipe.

"I... you..." Master Luo readily agreed, leaving Su Ziyang momentarily at a loss for words. "When you were retrieving that arrow just now, I noticed something strange. You..."

Su Ziyang's words made the usually taciturn Master Luo's eyes light up. "You can see?"

Su Ziyang nodded. "I just don't understand, how do you control them?"

"This isn't a ritual, nor is it feudal superstition; it's a psychological effect!"

Let's not beat around the bush. Master Luo may not say much, but every word he speaks is the truth!

Psychological effect.

Su Ziyang had heard of it.

As for where I heard it, it was naturally from Mr. Mengfei.

When Su Ziyang first met Daoist Jin, he was thrown away by Daoist Jin. Mr. Mengfei Mr. Mengfei Lion's Roar shattered the glass and Old Daoist Master Xiao's teacup.

Back then, Su Ziyang would pester Mr. Mengfei to teach him whenever he had free time, but Mr. Mengfei never taught him.

Finally, having no other choice, he told Su Ziyang that it was a magic trick.

In the ancient worldview, there were three substances that could be called primordial: sound, light, and *.

Sound, spoken, is called "sheng" (声), heard, is called "yin" (音), and what is said from the mouth is called "shi" (賀).

The energy of sound is less than that of light, and the power of light is less than *.

For example, imagine there's a wall between two people. If you shout, the person on the other side hears you. But now, if you plug both of your ears and they can't hear you, if you shine a beam of light into the sky, wouldn't they know you're there?

But by transcending these two things that are heard and seen, he can ignore this obstacle and directly achieve his goal.

This is not feudal superstition; it is the effect of sound on psychology.

All sounds can affect others.

For example: Your girlfriend says, "Buy me a bag." You get upset because you've already bought 800 bags this month, and she wants another one?

Look, your girlfriend just said, "Buy me a bag," and you're unhappy? That's the power hidden in that sentence.

Then you say, "I won't buy it."

My girlfriend is unhappy and she cried. See, those two words, "I won't buy you," made her cry. That's the psychological effect of those two words.

Modern movies also use this to influence people's psychology.

It can evoke feelings of joy and fear in people.

For example, horror movies must be accompanied by scary music to make people feel terrified.

During the Lunar New Year, I only feel happy when I hear "Good luck comes" and "Happy New Year".

Horror movies don't go well with "Good Luck" (a popular Chinese comedy).

Hearing Mozart's piano music makes people happy and cheerful.

In other words, different voices can all have an impact on a person's psychology.

Before the invention of writing, people communicated through sound; it was only after the invention of writing that people began to communicate through written language.

Written language can transcend millennia, as if we were face-to-face; this is what we call inheritance.

For example, we see ancient history, such as the Records of the Grand Historian.

You'll understand later; you wouldn't understand even if I explained it to you.

Master Luo seemed reluctant to speak, so Su Ziyang didn't press further and could only remain silent.

"Master Luo, may I ask your age? I noticed you were walking very fast while climbing the mountain."

Su Ziyang knew that one shouldn't inquire about age. However, Su Ziyang was still curious about Master Luo's exact age. He looked quite old, but how could he walk so fast?

"Hmm..." Master Luo took a puff of his pipe, pondered for a moment, and said, "Ninety-five. And you?"

I'm 26.

Su Ziyang wasn't very good at math, and he spent a long time thinking about what 95 minus 26 equaled...

"Master Luo, I can't believe it! You're in such good health! It just rained and everything outside is muddy; I couldn't keep up with you."

"Hehe, you've spent most of your life here, so you're leaving gracefully. It's lunchtime, go cook, and add plenty of chili."

"Why!"

During these few days, the sentence that Master Luo said most often was, "Add more chili."

Su Ziyang couldn't eat any chili peppers at all, but to suit the climate and Master Luo's taste, he forced himself to eat them.