In the Ice Age, I stockpiled billions of supplies

Chapter 1322

Religion's power to influence people is nothing more than this method.

When Zhang Yi saw the Tantric Dharma Assembly, he felt that it was like the MLM organization he had heard of.

To make a group cohesive, it is to establish a common enemy and become an external crisis.

Then establish a collective consciousness, let everyone focus on the interests of the group and put aside their own.

As for brainwashing, through a large gathering of many people, speak some seemingly reasonable principles, make verbal promises, and then use the sound of Hongzhong Dalu to shock.

Slowly, people become one of the thousands of believers and are forced to become believers.

So at this time, Zhang Yi looked at the high-ranking funeral master in the center of the square and felt that he looked a bit like a charlatan.

It's just that this person's expression is indeed pious enough. Perhaps he believes in Buddha from the bottom of his heart, but this is the most terrifying thing.

The funeral master stood in front of tens of thousands of people and began to promote Buddhism.

His voice was very nice, as gentle as a spring breeze, passing through the crowd and into everyone's ears.

"Everything is causal. The sufferings that people experience in the world are all trials and tests from the Buddha. When you pass the test, you will be able to become a Buddha right away and ascend to the paradise."

"The reason why people suffer is because there are too many desires in their hearts. Greed, lust, love of food, jealousy, anger... these are the root causes of suffering."

"Only by pursuing the original heart and not relying on external things can you be liberated."

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The funeral master kept talking for a while, all about Buddhism.

The people below burst into tears, and many of them even made expressions of sudden enlightenment, and then prostrated themselves on the ground, lying on the ground in a big letter shape.

It was so cold, I don't know how they could bear it.

However, Yang Xinxin told Zhang Yi and others: "The power of faith can indeed make people forget the cold, pain and hunger like advanced hypnosis."

After the funeral master talked about Buddhism, he retreated to the throne.

He was devoted to practicing Buddhism, so he was naturally not so familiar with the complicated process of the Chuan Zhao Dharma Assembly.

Everything still had to be presided over by Deji Chiba.

He strode to the center of the square, his eyes swept across the crowd present, and then looked at the rebels who were tied high on the execution rack.

"Amitabha!"

He clasped his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name, then said in a cold voice: "The world is in chaos, and demons are born. The remnants of the demon country that once wreaked havoc on the Snowy Plateau have appeared again!"

"They tried to seduce people to degenerate into demons like thousands of years ago, and then bring great disasters to the entire Snowy Plateau!"

"But under the leadership of the funeral master, we will never let this happen again!"

Among the believers below, someone immediately raised his fist and shouted loudly: "Kill them! Kill them!"

One person started shouting, and then led ten people, a hundred people, until tens of thousands of people around the square were shouting "Kill them!"

They looked at the rebels on the execution rack with hatred in their eyes, as if all the pain they suffered today was caused by these people.

They gnashed their teeth, wishing they could pounce on them and bite off their flesh bit by bit!

"Now, we will sacrifice the flesh and blood of these demons to the gods and Buddhas here!"

"This is a declaration of war against the Demon Kingdom! It will represent that our Tantric Buddhism will never succumb to the demons!"

The shouts below became more intense.

The crazy scene made Zhang Yi and his companions feel a layer of fine goose bumps on their bodies.

The crazy expressions of those believers were really terrifying.

Then, Deji waved his hand, and several people in uniform came to the stage with knives.

Zhang Yi knew the man in the lead, who was the chef of the Paji family, Paji Luodan.

He still had the meticulous 3:7 split hair, and his hair should have been groomed with hair oil, without a trace of mess.

Zhang Yi said in his heart: It's time to start!

The next step is undoubtedly to execute the rebel prisoners.

But it was a cook who came, which was really creepy.

Zhou Ke'er subconsciously hugged Zhang Yi's arm tightly, and said in a trembling voice: "The so-called execution, is it to kill these people on the spot..."

She didn't say the second half of the sentence, because it was cruel just to think about it.

At this time, they finally understood what the big wooden barrel carried to the middle of the square and the huge pot were used for.

"Gulp" Yang Siya swallowed her saliva, she felt a little nauseous.

"Zhang Yi... or, let's leave first."

Although I have seen the methods of the Pudge family treating people like sheep before, it was just a quick glance.

But now, I watched them cook a group of living people, which was indeed hard to accept."If you don't want to see, close your eyes and block out the sound. If we leave suddenly now, it will be too conspicuous."

Zhang Yi said in a somewhat cold voice.

He was not angry with Yang Siya, but the current scene made him feel heavy in his heart.

Especially when he looked at the believers below.

When they heard that these rebels were going to be slaughtered, greed flashed in their eyes, and they subconsciously raised their bowls.

At this time, Zhang Yi finally understood why Paji Gesang and others were so accustomed to this kind of thing.

It turned out that in the snowy plateau today, this is already a normal thing.

Paji Gesang also explained to Zhang Yi diligently: "This ceremony is called sky burial, and it must be handled by a professional sky burial master."

"During the sky burial process, the meat on the corpse needs to be cut into suitable small pieces and then fed to the eagle."

"In our snowy plateau, eagles are believed to be messengers of gods and can take people's souls to paradise."

"So this ceremony is to purify them."

Zhang Yi looked around and didn't see a single eagle.

No wonder, now the animals still alive in the snowy plateau can't get close to humans.

There is a risk of being caught and eaten.

Most eagles can't stand the extreme cold and have frozen to death long ago.

"There are no eagles, so people are hired instead?"

Zhang Yi asked playfully.

Paji Gesang laughed, "After they die, they can enter the stomachs of Tantric believers, which can be regarded as purification."

This method also has a special meaning.

After eating the flesh and blood of the rebels, the possibility of these believers being turned against and joining the rebels in the future is greatly reduced.

As the chief surgeon, Luo Dan meticulously arranged the scene in the center of the square.

Sky burial requires a professional sky burial platform and knives for cutting flesh and blood.

He brought a complete set of knives, including cutting, chopping, and bone removal.

Before the sky burial ceremony, one needs to pray to the gods and Buddhas, wishing that the dead can be purified and enter the Western Paradise.