Huang Huang took out a bottle of fruit wine from the cellar, this wine was on the medium side, he didn't want the archmage to be too drunk today, only the archmage could maintain a certain level of sobriety, and he could clearly explain everything he wanted to know to Huang Huang. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

When Huang Huang retrieved the wine from the cellar and came to the restaurant, he saw Mu Wei cleaning up the table

"Where's the archmage?" Huang Huang asked like Mu Wei

"The archmage obviously has something on his mind today," Mu Wei said, holding up the plate, the food on the plate barely moved, "He asked you to hit him in his room to find him"

When Huang Huang arrived at the archmage's room, the archmage was already sitting comfortably on a large chair, and the fireplace was blazing. There were two large wine glasses on the table next to the chair, Huang Huang stepped forward and poured the wine into one of the glasses, the sweet smell of fruit wine lingering in the room, giving people a very fresh feeling.

"It seems that you are very good at choosing wine, at this time you really need this kind of heart-warming fruit wine, to help us clear our minds, this kind of wine can help us maintain a clear line of thought, come and sit, drink a little with me" The archmage picked up the wine glass, put it down under his nose and took a deep breath, then pointed to another chair next to the table, and motioned for Huang Huang to sit down, "By the way, you asked me about the illusion." ”

"Yes. Those illusions, and Bert ......" Huang Huang hesitated, he didn't want to add another proof to Bert's title of big mouth, but he still decided to continue. "Bert said that I wasn't the only one who could see visions, everyone could see them all the time."

"He's right." The archmage said, taking a long sip of wine and smacking his lips. "This wine is made from peaches, and it's not too bad. Well...... You know, this tower is built on an energy field? The surrounding magical energy will be affected by the force of the energy field and gather here, like such a place where time and space are thin, because of the collection of many energy, it will be distorted, and even make it an entrance, a passage, to another time and space. ”

"And what were those I saw?" Huang Huang interrupted the archmage

The archmage put his finger to his mouth and shh And here in the Red Ridge Mountain, this mage tower, is such a place. A long time ago, a huge explosion occurred here, creating this canyon and distorting time and space. ”

"The huge energy field created because of the explosion, that's why you live here?" Huang Huang asked in time, and the archmage shook his head and said, "You're not right. ”

"You made it clear that there was a big explosion here, and that this was a place where magical energy gathered. Then you came ......."

"Yes," said the archmage, "if you look at it in your normal way of thinking, it is. But why couldn't it be that way: it was because I ended up here that the Big Bang happened and prepared such a place full of energy for me. ”

Huang Huang looked surprised. "That can't be." "In the normal world, they don't," said the archmage. "But magic is an art that defies common sense, and magic is only one of many energies. People tend to say things that are obvious in order to try to make others understand that they ignore something that is not clear. People tend to a rational and perfect world, eager to find their own way of survival from it, the stars rise and set in the east, the seasons alternate, people's birth, old age, sickness and death, these are all laws, and they want to use laws to explain everything they know. But magic can invalidate laws, change the orbit of the stars, disrupt the change of seasons, and stop people's life and death, this is magic. People understand that time is linear, and it is impossible to change it when something happens in the base, because in the past, the distorted space appears in the vast space-time, just like drawing a circle at a point in time, who can guarantee how big the circle can be, how many lines that have happened in this circle will be contained, and it is even possible to return to the beginning of time. ”

"But let me believe that this place is entirely for you......" Huang Huang was surprised.

"The real world is very different from what you see," the archmage replied, "what exactly should we believe?" How time works, we use it every day, we believe in it, we use it to measure everything, but what the hell is it" Archmage took a sip of wine and smiled at him.

"Time is a moment that keeps flowing, like sand in an hourglass." Huang Huang hesitated to say his opinion.

"Brilliant metaphor." Archmage appreciated. "Let's make an analogy, can you tell the difference between an hourglass and a clock?"

The archmage took another sip of wine, and Huang Huang lowered his head and thought about it, shaking his head slowly.

"Don't be discouraged, son, it's not your fault. It's a difficult concept for you. A clock is a mechanical instrument that simulates time, with gears controlling every beat. When you take the clock apart, you can see that its every movement is driven by a gear clockwork. You know where it's going to go next, because that's how the watchmaker designed it, according to the rules. ”

"That's right." Huang Huang said, "Time is very much like a clock, with a certain pattern. ”

"Yes, but time is also an hourglass," said the archmage, grabbing the hourglass from the table and flipping it over.

Huang Huang looked at the hourglass and was dumbfounded: there didn't seem to be this hourglass on the table when Huang Huang poured the wine, no, it should be said that the moment before the archmage stretched out his hand, there was no such hourglass on the table. The hourglass seems to pop out of thin air, it's amazing!

"The hourglass is one of the ways time works, isn't it?" The Archmage asked.

"You never know exactly what grains of sand are flowing from the top of the hourglass to the bottom at any given moment. Even if you record the order in which the individual grains of sand pass through, you will find that there are subtle differences in the order of each record, and it doesn't matter what causes these differences, the important thing is that the final result is always the same, that is, the sand always flows from the top to the bottom. So—" The archmage deliberately dragged out his voice, his eyes shining with a strange brilliance.

"So," Huang said, "you mean that it doesn't matter how the cause and effect are arranged. Whether it's because of the explosion, so you're building towers here; It doesn't matter which of the two statements is true or because you need a place to live in the explosion. The important thing is that you have settled here now, and the result is the same. "That's right." The Archmage laughed. "So those illusions at that time were too, they were all some sand of time in the hourglass?" Huang Huang was still full of doubts. The Archmage leaned forward slightly, and the young student immediately felt the pressure from the Archmage. "If my tower were a giant hourglass rather than a clock, there would always be some sand of time flowing here at all times. They haunt everyone, so we can see them often, but often we can't. In these sands of time, some come from the past, and some come from the future."