Zhang Tieta couldn't help but be stunned for a moment when he saw it, he was very familiar with this person, but he usually didn't have any contact at all.

This person is the matchmaker of the famous "matchmaker" in the village, known as the matchmaker, and someone once joked that her mouth can say that the dead are alive and a fool can be said to be a genius.

Zhang Tieta doesn't like this type of person. According to his assessment, these are "scum", the kind that will do whatever it takes to achieve their goals.

However, the identity of his village chief was there, and he couldn't ignore people, so he greeted lightly: "Why does my sister-in-law have time to come to my door today?"

"Tower! no, village chief, it's a great event!" the matchmaker's expression was coaxing the dead and not paying for her life.

Zhang Tieta frowned, and said with a faint smile: "Is there any big event in the village?" He also guessed the intention of the matchmaker's intention, it must be which family came to the door to say goodbye to the eldest son. So, I deliberately made a detour to speak.

"Village?" The matchmaker didn't expect Zhang Tieta to ask her this, but she obviously didn't react. But the person who eats this bowl of rice must be exquisite, and after she was stunned for a moment, she immediately giggled and said, "Village chief, there is a girl who has taken a fancy to your son!"

"My son, Ming'er is still in junior high school, is there a mistake?" Zhang Tieta also pretended to be confused for her.

"Village chief, I mean your eldest son, not the younger one. The matchmaker obviously didn't keep up with Zhang Tieta's rhythm.

"You say it's my Yang'er?" Zhang Tieta pretended to be suddenly enlightened, and then, he said with a smile: "Sister-in-law, you are too late to introduce this, you can almost consider it three years ago." ”

"Village chief, what do you mean?" The matchmaker felt that her performance today was particularly poor, why she couldn't understand what people meant.

"Sister-in-law, my Yang'er was engaged three years ago, he was his classmate, a college student, and a county student. Zhang Tieta bit the six words "college students, county" very hard. But his words are not wrong, he just said that the boyfriend and girlfriend relationship is engaged.

"Ahh Unexpectedly, this time it turned out to be a message failure.

The matchmaker's sister-in-law was entrusted by eight families, not only in the village, but also from other villages, she wanted to introduce them one by one, and there was always one of the eight who could do it, but she didn't think about it, she hadn't started to introduce it yet, but she was blocked by Zhang Tieta's words.

It gave her a sense of frustration that has been around for a long time.

At this moment, another voice came in from outside the door.

"Village chief, village chief, no, there is a girder on the roof of the ancestral hall that is about to fall. I saw Zhang Tu trotting all the way, panting over.

"That's a big deal. That sister-in-law, thank you, I'm going out!" Zhang Tieta was happy, the girder on the roof of the ancestral hall felt that his life was almost over a year ago, and there were obvious cracks, but the time was too tight, he had already arranged craftsmen, and after fifteen, he would start to replace it.

If someone else is replaced, he will talk about the situation that he already knows and has arranged, after all, it is all collective public property, and some people reflect that it is a good thing, coincidentally, he has long wanted to let the matchmaker leave, and he is worried about how to speak, and when he heard Zhang Tu's reaction, he was in the middle of it, so he followed Zhang Tu to the ancestral hall, and found that the beam was obviously more obvious than before the end of the year, and he estimated that this was the heavy snow on the first day of the new year.

turned around and praised Zhang Tu for a few sentences, and was so happy that Zhang Tu said it should be.

Zhang Tieta thought about it, turned around and went to the village committee, and notified the villagers of the ancestral hall girders, to the effect that the villagers should not enter the ancestral hall before the girders were replaced. At the same time, he also publicly praised Zhang Tu, and spread all the plans that had been arranged in the village through the loudspeaker.

But what Zhang Tieta didn't know was that the moment he left the ancestral hall, the problem beam was strangely back to normal, and there was no trace of cracks.

……

After Zhang Yang followed Yangmei to the church, he found that there was a large flow of people today.

"Sister Yang, you are here, this gospel conference, there are more people, we will go to the second floor, and all the places on the first floor will be given to gospel friends. A young man standing at the door of the church, seeing that it was bayberry, smiled and introduced.

It is said that the name of the person, the shadow of the tree, and the church are also vulgar, after Zhang Yang and the three of them sat down, someone immediately recognized Zhang Yang, although he was not as crazy as the people outside, but he was also very enthusiastic.

After a while, Pastor Li, who heard the news, repeatedly asked the three of them to sit on the third floor's co-worker seat, and the three of them moved to the co-worker seat on the third floor.

It's obviously not much quieter here than the first and second floors.

"Mom, why aren't there many people here?" asked Zhang Ming curiously.

"It's called the co-worker table, and at this time, most of the co-workers are on the first floor to serve gospel friends. Yang Mei said. She pointed to a middle-aged man next to her who was writing something in a notebook with his head down, and whispered, This is Pastor Zhou, he is preparing for the next sermon. ”

Yang continued: "After the sermon begins, the co-workers will come back and take their seats. ”

"Mom, what's the difference between preaching and lecturing?" Zhang Ming looked curious.

"In the church, the main difference between a lecture and a sermon is the object. The audience is usually brothers and sisters in Christ, with similar levels of life and Bible knowledge. The sermon was directed at some gospel friends and some new believers. Yang Mei took the trouble to explain.

“……”

Zhang Yang's attention was not here.

From the moment he entered the church, it was obvious to him that there was a hidden space here.

When he learned more about this space, he found that it was actually a memory space, storing a lot of memories, starting from the establishment of the church, how many meetings were held, etc.

Zhang Yang didn't feel anything about these memories, as if they were historical records, just recording what really happened.

But the next understanding made Zhang Yang a little uneasy.

The memory space not only records how many people participated in the meeting, but also breaks down the men and women, their ages, and the time when they began to believe, as well as the mental activities and true thoughts of each person.

It's the equivalent of stealing everyone's privacy!

When Zhang Yang entered the center of the law of space, he was surprised to find that this space was not created by a strong person, but naturally generated.

This made him think of a series of questions: first, do all public places have spaces with different laws? second, how are these spaces naturally generated, and what is the purpose of their generation? Third, who manages or collects the information in these spaces, and what is the function of collecting the information?

At this time, on the podium in front of him, an old pastor with gorgeous hair walked up, and his opening speech was very humorous, and he amused the audience with one sentence.

The next prayer is loud and infectious. The response from the audience was even more heart-wrenching and inspiring.

As the pastor's sermon unfolded, the third floor slowly became more crowded, and in a short time, it was full.

At this time, Zhang Yang sensed that the power of space was slowly spreading towards his whole body, and as soon as his heart moved, the breath of his whole body was hidden.

This is a very subtle force, along the surface of the skin, penetrating into the human body, and then directly to the brain, and quickly forming a network in the brain, encompassing the entire brain, at this time, from the space stretched out a wisp of just like a silk thread, and the end of the network is connected together, the information in the brain is like a network to transmit data, along the silk thread to the space.

How could Zhang Yang allow this space to steal the information in his brain, just when these data were just transmitted to the space, his breath entered the space along the silk thread, quickly cut off the transmission, and returned all the data to his brain.

Zhang Yang clearly sensed a strong sense of fluctuation coming from the space.

The heart said that you are still not convinced, I haven't settled accounts with you yet, and in a moment's thought, I cut off all the connections between this space and other people, and quickly moved this space out of the church.

"Mom, I'll go to the bathroom. After saying hello to Yangmei, Zhang Yang left his seat, in a corner where no one was paying attention, and in the next second, a person appeared five kilometers away from the church, in a deserted place.

What appeared in front of him was the space he had just moved out of the church.

It was a pale black space, and it seemed to be struggling to float up into the sky at the moment, but no matter how hard it tried, it didn't leave its place for half a minute.

"What kind of space do you belong to?" Zhang Yang sent a communication message to this space.

"You, who are you, and why do you know about my existence?"

"Now I'm asking you, not your part, if you still want to exist, answer me honestly. Zhang Yang once again sent an emphatic message to the space.

"I, I'm a space assigned here, and it's my responsibility to collect and relay the information here to my creator. The pale black space obviously sensed Zhang Yang's strength, and it honestly transmitted the true information to Zhang Yang.

"Oh, weren't you naturally generated, how could someone have created it?" Zhang Yang felt strange, and he immediately sent out an inquiry.

"I was naturally generated, but the naturally generated ones were actually created by the two strongest beings in the universe, one is light red, which is the purification space, and the light black is the memory space. The information from the pale black space arrived in Zhang Yang's brain in time.

Zhang Yang couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and said in his heart, it turns out that the naturally generated space is also created by someone, and it is the strongest, but he thinks that this strongest person is also boring enough, what is the use of creating this memory space, stealing other people's memories and mental information, what can this do?