Start with a photographic memory and build a memory palace

Chapter 57: Brahma Flower Secret Pattern
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Under the corridor.

Li Shimin watched Wu Wen leave quietly.

Xu Shiji beside him said softly, "Your Highness, since you summoned him, why didn't you meet him?"

"No hurry!" Li Shimin responded indifferently.

In this world, some people seek fame, some seek profit, and some have ideals.

Before recruiting someone, Li Shimin would first understand what that person was thinking and prescribe the right remedy. This was the main reason why he was able to recruit so many talented people under his command.

Leave Xiangzhou City and return to Dazhai.

As soon as I entered the tent, I saw Zhu Jiuye and Yang Ergou were also here.

Seeing him coming back, he hurried forward and asked anxiously: "Awen, where have you been?"

"It's okay. His Royal Highness the Prince of Qin summoned me to treat a man's injury." Wu Wen replied.

"King Qin?" Master Zhu Jiu muttered, and then asked thoughtfully: "Why would King Qin summon you to treat a person's injury? What kind of injury can't be cured by the doctors under King Qin, so why do you need to be summoned?"

"Who knows!" Wu Wen said indifferently.

"Is there any other purpose?"

Ever since Wu Wen had his military power taken away by the King of Qi, Master Zhu Jiu has been very worried about him, so he considers him in everything.

"Okay, Master Jiu, don't worry." Wu Wen said comfortingly.

"It's getting late. I'm a little tired and need to take a rest. You should also prepare to rest early!"

"Yeah!" Master Zhu Jiu nodded slightly, and without disturbing Wu Wen anymore, he left with Yang Ergou.

Lying on the bed, Wu Wen closed his eyes and concentrated.

He always felt that there was something wrong with the words that the man in black robe said before he left.

There must be something else behind the saying that it will help you have a good dream at night.

Recalling the entire process from entering the City Lord's Mansion to leaving, Wu Wen did not miss any details during the period of contact with him and studied and investigated it carefully.

Finally, he directed his question towards the flower-shaped tattoo on the black-robed man's body.

A pattern of tattoos appeared in my mind.

Wu Wen was just about to conduct an in-depth analysis when suddenly, the pattern in his mind began to move automatically.

The whole flower rotates slowly.

Petals continue to grow from the pistil in the center of the flower, as if the whole flower is constantly blooming. Combined with its rotation, the whole presents a spiral dynamic, as if a deep channel is gushing out something.

Wu Wen felt nervous at this unusual situation.

Just as he was thinking about how to deal with it.

In the spiritual space in his mind, the same flowers kept blooming, overlapping each other, rotating and circling each other, as if turning his spiritual space into a kaleidoscope.

Surrounded by these flourishing flowers, Wu Wen's consciousness seemed to be crushed by them, and his memory information gradually became confused and blurred.

"In my spirit, I am the master!"

Wu Wen concentrated his mind and was determined.

All kinds of memory information, connected in series through logical chains, form a huge network.

While maintaining a clear consciousness, he also trapped the flowers tightly.

However, something he didn't expect happened again.

The flowers in the spiritual space collapsed under the restraint of the consciousness network, and then large sections of memory information poured into Wu Wen's mind like a torrent. "Not good, there are too many contents. If I don't control it, it will disperse my consciousness and turn me into a fool."

Then, Wu Wen tried his best to operate his spiritual space.

Under powerful logical deduction, these huge amounts of information were gradually digested.

"It was a sweet dream indeed!"

Wu Wen suddenly opened his eyes and sighed with lingering fear.

He had sorted out and read the information in the pattern. It was a secret method that included many psychedelic techniques, called "The Great Method of Psychedelic Magic".

Among them, the most outstanding is the large-scale illusion that the group of black-robed men under Li Shimin can perform on the battlefield, like a divine descent.

While Wu Wen unexpectedly obtained this "God-enchanting Method", he also felt regretful.

Because the part about psychedelic techniques only teaches people how to perform them, but does not explain how they were created, that is, it does not explain the principles behind them.

This is equivalent to having only techniques but no methods.

The art of the gods descending is to present a large-scale sacrificial scene through the cooperation of many people. Through various rituals, it is controlled, only teaching how to do it, but not why to do it.

Wu Wen felt deeply sorry about this.

However, this was not the time for him to study the contents of "The Great Method of Conjuring Gods".

What he wanted to know most urgently now was how this "The Great Method of Conjuring Gods" appeared in his mind?

For him, this was not only incomprehensible, but also beyond his comprehension.

Not to mention that this was in the Tang Dynasty, even in modern times, he had never heard of any method that could directly input information into the human brain.

But this thing actually happened, and it happened to me.

At this moment, Wu Wen was both confused and curious. How on earth was this done?
Putting aside other things for the moment, he concentrated on thinking about this problem.

The next day, even while eating, he was still thinking about the problem.

"Awen, are you okay?" Master Zhu Jiu noticed that something was wrong with him and immediately asked with concern.

"Are you okay? What's wrong, Master Jiu?" Wu Wen stopped thinking, looked at Master Jiu curiously and responded.

"That's good!" Master Zhu Jiu was relieved after confirming that Wu Wen was fine.

As time went on, Wu Wen started to look strange in the eyes of others.

He is silent all day long, just sitting there blankly every day, doing nothing, and seems to be in a depressed state.

Inside the big tent, Deng Dayong also mentioned this matter when he was reporting military affairs to King Qi Li Yuanji.

"Your Highness, Captain Wu seems to be a little depressed recently. He seems absent-minded all day. It should be that the punishment you gave him before made him feel wrong."

"Oh? Really?" Hearing this, Li Yuanji looked up and smiled with interest.

"Yes, Your Highness. I think you should revoke his punishment and use this opportunity to win his heart," Deng Dayong suggested.

"No need, leave him alone for a while. I want him to know clearly that everything he has was given by me. I can give him, and I can also take it back at any time." Li Yuanji said arrogantly.

"Will this make Captain Wu feel resentful towards you?" Deng Dayong said worriedly.

"He dares!" Li Yuanji said confidently, "As a subordinate, you must have the heart of a subordinate. I want to teach him a lesson, otherwise how can he be of great use in the future."

However, Li Yuanji would never understand that Wu Wen was not feeling guilty because he knew he was wrong, but that he was thinking about the biggest problem in his life.

He tried his best to avoid anything that would affect his thinking, which is why he appeared to be in such a depressed state.

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(End of this chapter)