"Stand up, it's over." After completing the last knife, I raised my foot on his back and patted the red turban that was sweating like rain and my eyes were closed.

Oh no, now I'm going to call him bald and strong.

Because of the so-called separating and cutting operation of the keratin excess of the head...it is hair cutting.

Otherwise, who can explain what is head keratin? Can horns still grow on the human head?

The bald man stood up, looked at the hair all over the ground with a dull look, and the expression of a fool appeared on his face. He looked at the ground and looked at me again, "This is..."

I looked at him disdainfully and found that he was touching his bald head with joy after the disaster. I couldn't help but say sarcasticly.

"The separating and cutting operation of the keratin excess group on the head, also known as the severity. This is already a punishment that is worse than death for us, but look at you, you can still laugh on your face? It can be seen that the rituals and music in the wasteland are broken and bad."

Punishment is about giving kindness and power. If you kill someone, you will naturally be eliminated, but the consequence is that you will become a lonely person. However, if the punishment used does not reflect majesty, it will instead allow the other party to see the weakness in his heart and develop a disobedient heart from the heart.

Unlike the other vicious people, this blacksmith apprentice is the object of being saved and fought for. There are other uses to save his life. If I completely scare him, then he can become my tool; if he shows a lucky mentality between such great joy and sorrow, then I must admit that his performance just now is a gambler and is still threatening.

But seeing me looking at him with a cold look, the bald man instantly knelt on the ground and asked with a respectful attitude: "Boss, can you explain to me specifically what you said about the punishment?"

Well? This behavior was beyond my expectations. I thought he either knelt down and begged for mercy or was vain. Why did he show unnecessary desire for knowledge after escaping from death?

"You want to know?" I raised my eyebrows. "Hair punishment is a punishment with a long history. The punishment imposed on the offender by shaving the prisoner's hair and beard and using a personal insult to the person."

The bald man wiped the snot and tears from his face and asked in surprise: "How can shaving a beard be considered a punishment?"

"For a person who is bound to die, it is of course a blessing to just shave his hair and beard as a punishment. But what if it is for a living? Shaving his hair means that he has to disclose his crimes every day. Wherever he beats him, people will talk about his faults and cast strange eyes. Therefore, people who are punished are often extremely painful. Such social punishment makes them afraid to go out, stay at home all day long, and dare not face themselves in the mirror. Some people even suffer such punishment and commit suicide in shame after being humiliated."

"If someone who has no worries about Hunxing and even wants to laugh a little, then he is a helpless person with no shame and moral sense. I am afraid that death penalty will not awaken their conscience. If medicine does not kill people, their ending will only be inserted into a pile outside."

The bald man touched his bald man, as if he suddenly remembered the mistake he made, his face turned red and white, and after a long time he spoke, "No wonder the boss would mock me when he saw me happy... It turns out that I am that shameless person..."

"No... this place is probably all such shameless people... No wonder you look down on this place so much, boss..."

"Is this place where I have been alive? It's actually a foul-smelling cesspool... After getting used to the smell here, I became proud of it. Everyone even fought for the dirty things in the cesspool..."

After experiencing a wandering on the edge of death, this guy seemed to awaken his long-silent conscience, and he actually had some philosophical cultivation.

It turns out that the people are not afraid of death, but how can they be afraid of it? Once people are not afraid of death, it is difficult for them to empathize with what ordinary people fear. On the contrary, the illusory moral and philosophical issues can better touch their hearts.

The bald man's face was deeply confused at this time, and he said in a sincere tone, "Boss, I can no longer look at the collar of the loader and this place, but I don't know what is right or wrong. I am afraid that after I go back, I will never be able to distinguish right from wrong again and fall into the cesspool again. Can I stay here? I will leave after I think clearly..."

Hey? Wait a minute, this script is wrong...

I originally wanted to transform him into an honest tool man, but how could I teach a philosopher?

But this familiar temperament made me feel déjà vu. Suddenly, I had a wonderful idea in my mind...

"Bald, I see you are quite enlightened. I have something to teach you. Are you willing to learn it?"

The bald man hurriedly fell to the ground, and did not care how dirty the ground was, so he laid his head on the ground, and said loudly: "I do! I do! As long as I can stay, I will never be willing to be confused like this again!"

I kicked him away and said disgustedly: "Then you change your habit of kneeling down at any time. I shave you a bald head, not a rat tail of money. Where did you understand your cordial problem!"

The bald man smiled and patted the dust on his pants, lowered his head respectfully and listened, saying, "The boss taught me a lesson."

"Then I will impart knowledge to you. If you understand or understand something, you can continue to pass it on to others. There is no need to hide private information, because this is not a mystery, nor is it a rare cosmic truth."

I said slowly, "The knowledge I want to teach you is called "The Secret of Listening to the Soul's Voice". If you can understand this knowledge, you can clear the dust in your heart and understand what good and evil are, right and wrong, good and bad, gain and loss are, and you will never be confused now."

The bald man said excitedly with even more respect on his face: "Boss, have you reached this level? No wonder you can see through my inner weakness at a glance. I have also seen those people from space in the workshop, but apart from their superior arrogance, they can't see any moral excellence."

Why do you feel like this guy worships me as an idol? Yes, since I was able to kill him just now or not, his heart will naturally think that he is in a safe state. In this special state where life and death change and safety follow, it is easy for humans to have a suspension bridge effect, and there is a kind of worship mentality for the person who dominates life and death in front of him.

For example, when a person encounters a fierce killer, and the killer is unreasonable and wants to take his life at any time, the hostage will gradually entrust the right of life to the murderer. As time goes by, the hostage eats a bite of rice and drinks a sip of water. Every breath he breathes, he will feel that the terrorist tolerate and compassion for him. For the thug who kidnapped himself, his fear will first turn into gratitude for him, and then into a kind of worship. Finally, the hostage subconsciously thinks that the safety of the murderer is his own safety.

This disease is called Stockholm syndrome.

No matter what, I seem to have achieved my goal by accident and created a very reliable tool?
Chapter completed!