It's really funny, there is no emperor in the world! Without the emperor, there is no time, and everything is meaningless.

I said I wouldn't show up at any time, because the epochs are gone!

It was night, and I was standing in the military zone of Chang'an City, where my forbidden army was stationed.

To the west, the palace is splendourful; Looking to the east, the earth is as dark as ink.

People were talking in whispers, and I felt a little bit — alone.

At this time, several armored vehicles drove towards the camp with their lights on.

The guard shouted, "Stop, who are you?" "Accompanied by the sound of pulling the bolt.

Zhao Yuyang walked down. He smiled and said, "It's boring, why don't you go to Chang'an County to drink?" ”

Someone next to me reminded me: "Be careful......"

I waved my hand: "Let's go!" ”

His four armored vehicles took the lead, and I also took four armored vehicles with us, and we drove away from the ruins of Chang'an and soon arrived in Chang'an County.

Chang'an County has not been much destroyed and is still brightly lit, especially the old imperial palace, which shines brightly in the bright county town of Chang'an. The old palace is like a grandmother with children and grandchildren around her knees, and the Chang'an palace is like a cold beauty standing alone.

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It was ten o'clock in the evening, and the county seat of Chang'an was still bustling, and she never seemed to understand the meaning of the word "curfew".

The further you go to the center of the city, the more people there are.

When we got to the street of the "head of the Oiran", the whole street was full of people.

Me: "Damn, why are there so many people, does the emperor want to send money?" ”

Someone next to him said, "Today Peony is coming to sing." ”

Me: "An old woman in her forties, what is there to see?" ”

The man said, "Ha, of course you don't think it's good-looking. ”

The men looked at our yellow robes with expressions of sudden realization.

I'm expressionless – if you're angry, it means you care about how they feel, that you feel like you're inferior to them.

However, Zhao Yuyang can't. He raised his pistol and shot at the man.

The man's head cracked like a watermelon.

The crowd dodged out of the way.

The convoy drove downstairs to the "Oiran Head".

We walked in.

The surroundings are full of the Gyeonggi and even the world's Dashi clan, and now that the world has been decided, they are back. In the huge three-story restaurant, everyone was staring at us and whispering.

Zhao Yuyang: "You see, the electricity in the entire Chang'an County is generated by my power plant, but each of them scolds me in their hearts. ”

Me: "Don't brag, you're just pulling a few wires." ”

Xiao Er hurriedly came up and poured us wine.

We watched the singing and dancing on the stage and drank wine.

Zhao Yuyang: "Damn, it's been really messy lately, and all kinds of characters have jumped out." ”

Me: "We are all small characters, mortals dare not compare with gods, don't mess with them if you have nothing to do." ”

Zhao Yuyang: "It's true that I'm not a son of God, but how I wish I was a son of God." ”

Me: "Are you stupid?" If you are the son of God, you will be killed by them in a second. ”

Zhao Yuyang: "Do you know why they want to kill the Divine Son?" ”

Me: "Because the Holy Say, 'The Son of God is now, and the heavens are revealed,' you want to kill him." ”

Zhao Yuyang: "Don't you think this whole thing is strange? Since they all said, 'The Son of God is now, and the apocalypse is out', doesn't that mean that they can't control this matter? If they kill the Son of God, then it is not 'the Son of God is present, and the apocalypse is out', doesn't that mean that they should not be killed? In other words, they can't kill the people they deserve, and they shouldn't kill the people they can kill. ”

I said, "Shut up! I'm officially announcing that I'm no longer on the cutting edges! You don't have to discuss this with me. ”

Zhao Yuyang: "Also, why do you say that 'the son of God is now, and the apocalypse is out'?" Why? It doesn't make sense, there's no logic. ”

Me: "Hey! Without logic, it is wrong. I never believed in the 'Son of God appears, and the Revelation comes out.'" You're not asking why 'the Son of God is present, and the Apocalypse is out', which means that there is no such thing as 'The Son of God is now, and the Apocalypse is out'! This matter is all made up, just like the Zen edict I wrote to Liu Xingchao. Damn, they say, 'The Son of God is here, the apocalypse is out,' and I also say, 'The is now, the apocalypse is out'! ”

Zhao Yuyang: "If this is just a folk rumor, I definitely won't care, but this is what Sichuan Hesheng said, how can it be wrong?" Didn't Li Yuqin and Li Yuyao of the Holy Land say that? You've seen their planes too, it's so terrifying, it's like a divine creation. I was a little scared when I saw them......"

Me: "Hey! The two of them are also ordinary people, what's the big deal. Li Yuqin was deceived by me and lost his body. As for Li Yuyao, that is a water-based poplar woman! That's all. ”

Zhao Yuyang: "Then you say, what is the son of God?" ”

Me: ", what do you want me to say if there's nothing!?" ”

Zhao Yuyang: "You have to give a condition, right?" Even if there is something that is not there, you have to say why it is not. If there is a person who you will identify as the Son of God? ”

I thought about it for a moment and said, "With a wave of his left hand, the Chang'an Palace rose from the ground; With a wave of his right hand, the whole city of Luoyang was formed in an instant; In the blink of an eye, the vicissitudes of the world and the stars shifted; As soon as the Son of God stomped his feet, the East China Sea poured back, and the holy mountain collapsed......"

Zhao Yuyang: "Damn! You should write a novel! ”

Me: "Just say it! What a son of God! If you find such a guy for me, I will admit that guy is the son of God. You can't just point to an ordinary guy and say that someone is a son of God, right? ”

Zhao Yuyang: "If fate befalls an ordinary person......"

Me: "I never believed in fate!" Whether my life is good or bad, I will ignore them! ”

"Haha!" Zhao Yuyang laughed.

People stared at us, frowning.

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Zhao Yuyang picked up a glass of liquor and drank it all. He grinned, frowned, squinted, and coughed a few times. He covered his mouth with his right hand, and a lot of liquid squirted out and splashed on his hands. His hands were wiped on his chest, and the white wine was smeared on the yellow official uniform, which at first were crystal droplets, and then immediately disappeared, leaving a string of small dark yellow dots.

He said, "I'm here today to ask you, how the hell did you live underground for ten months?" ”

I hate it. I've decided to forget about it, and he's even mentioned it to me.

There are some things that you want to forget, the more you remember them.

While inhaling the liquor, I looked at the singer singing on the first floor and said, "By chance." ”

Zhao Yuyang: "I don't believe in chance. I only believe in necessity. ”

Me: "Countless accidents are inevitable. In fact, there is no such thing as 'chance' and there is no such thing as 'necessity'. Everything makes no sense. ”

Zhao Yuyang: "Speaking of people, how did you survive?" Do you know who the Royal Prison is for? Damn, it's Kan Miko! That's why Sichuan and the Holy Land are so afraid that they will escape! ”

Me: "Oh, I don't know. Why not just kill it? ”

Zhao Yuyang: "Because you can't kill it!" Kill one and pop up two, kill two and pop up four! Don't digress, how did you survive? ”

Me: "I said it, just by chance. What are you suspecting? ”

Zhao Yuyang: "What is the Royal Prison like?" How many people are there underground? How did you get alive? ”

Me: "I don't want to answer that question, I just survived by chance, it's true." It's all over, don't mention it again. ”

Zhao Yuyang: "I don't believe in chance. Accidental things are impossible things. If one is done, there must be a reason. ”

I sighed and said, "Let me give you an example." I have a pair of monkeys who are scribbling on paper with a pen, and you say they can write a million-word "Book of the Patriarchs" by accident? ”

Zhao Yuyang: "! How can it be! ”

Me: "They can't write, and their children, children's children, and even infinite children, and sooner or later they can finish writing a "book of the senators." ”

Zhao Yuyang: ", even their children can't write." ”

Me: "They'll be able to write it." If I can explain it, can you stop asking me about these things? ”

Zhao Yuyang frowned again and took a big sip of wine: "Okay, you can say it." ”

I say:

"People always say 'infinite', but people don't know what 'infinity' is.

The first line of the first chapter of the first chapter of the Book of the Patriarchs is: 'In the beginning, not even in the beginning. ’

In the first step, we first argue whether the monkey can write the first stroke of the word 'most', which is a vertical line.

This pair of monkeys will give birth to many monkeys, and many monkeys will continue to give birth to more monkeys, so many monkeys will pick up a pen and draw random on the paper, it may draw a lot of patterns, but we can be sure that one monkey can draw a vertical line in the first space of the first line of the manuscript paper, because this is quite a good chance. Well, that's the first stroke of the 'most'. Now pick out the monkey that was written correctly, and kill all the other monkeys, leaving only one mate.

The first step is complete.

The second step is to prove that they can be written in the second stroke of the word 'most', which is a horizontal line. Similar to the first step, this monkey goes on to give birth to many monkeys, many monkeys go on to give birth to more monkeys, so many monkeys pick up a pen and draw on the paper, it may draw many kinds, but we are sure that it can draw a horizontal line in the right place in the first space of the first line of the manuscript paper, which is the second stroke of the 'most'. Okay, now pick out the monkey who wrote it correctly and kill all the other monkeys, leaving only one mate.

The following steps are the same as above.

In this way, after an infinite amount of time, the pair of monkeys wrote a "Book of the Patriarchs". ”

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Zhao Yuyang frowned and listened: "How much time does this take?" How much paper? How much manpower? ”

Me: "What are you doing with all this?" I've talked about 'infinite' time, but it seems that you still don't understand the meaning of 'infinite'! ”

Zhao Yuyang: "Damn, since they can be written as "The Book of the Patriarch", then they can be written into any book!" Countless kinds of books! ”

Me: "Yes, you see, you admit it. Not only can monkeys write countless kinds of books, but they can also do countless kinds of things, and even become countless other species, and maybe even become people. So, "The Book of the Patriarchs" is nothing remarkable. I used to think it was written by the senators, so it was authoritative. But no matter how powerful the Senate is, it hasn't been killed by us. I used to think that the Holy Book was great because it was written in a holy place, but now I think it's not a big deal, and monkeys can write the Holy Book. I would even say that with enough time, even monkeys can kill the Holy Land like dogs! ”

Zhao Yuyang: "Your thinking is too rebellious. ”

Me: "There is no God in this world, and there is no Son of God, because everything is explainable, and there is no need for them to exist." ”

I continued to spread my hands: "Okay, I'm done. You see, anything is possible, and there is nothing strange about me coming out of the Royal Prison. Don't ask me why I got out of the Royal Prison in the future - someone will come out, I just happened to have it. ”

Zhao Yuyang drank wine, his eyes were a little misty.