Death were two words she had never considered, and she didn't know what that meant.

In the end, she decided to follow a path that she had never walked, but that she had chosen for herself—death. She thought that it should be more satisfying to take the path she chose with a bleak future than to take the path arranged by others.

On the evening of the third day, when Gao Yu and his father were about to call it a day, Sima Zhen used her favorite pink skirt as a means of transportation to Elysium.

On that day, Gao Yu was helping his father pack up his belongings, and was about to ask Master Sima for his wages. Suddenly, there was a loud bang from the nearby attic, followed by the sound of someone*. The father was well-informed, shouted "not good", and hurriedly told Gao Yu to stand there and not move, while he ran quickly to the place where the sound came from. Gao Yu was young and curious, so after packing up the house, he followed his father's trail.

The sound just now came from Sima Zhen's boudoir, where she was lying in her father's arms with her eyes closed. Father said you come here, look at her first, and I'll call the master of the Sima family. So, as his father had just done, he rested her head in the crook of his arm.

Her eyes opened, and she looked at him slightly, his instrument was magnificent, as if it had injected new life into her. She felt her heart beat harder than ever, and she felt a hot current of air pass from somewhere in her body all the way to the ends of her hair. Could it be that this is the legendary love at first sight? Gao Yu's heart is also like a deer colliding, and the beauty in his arms is looking at him obsessively, how can he not be tempted? In this way, two young people, two young hearts, fell in love with each other like this.

It is completely conceivable that such a relationship will inevitably attract opposition from all sides, and even Gao Yu's parents do not support his approach, and say that "the door is not the right household". But they resolutely fell in love with each other and said that they would not be separated.

Master Sima said, in this case, you Sima Zhen will no longer be my daughter from now on!

Sima Zhen was free, but she lost her rich and expensive life since then, and she could only eat coarse tea and light food every day, and she may not be able to eat enough.

Gao Yu's mother once said to her, think about it again, our Gao Yu can't give you that kind of rich life.

Sima Zhen replied very simply, as long as it is what she likes, no matter how hard and tired she is, it feels worth it!

She learned how to wash rice and cook, how to sew and wash, and how to dry yellow leaves and make delicious pickles. Her previously warm little hands had become rough, but he said that she looked better now than she had been.

She didn't speak, just smiled secretly, and then a warm flower bloomed in her heart.

That year, the civil war was in turmoil, the people were struggling to make a living, and it coincided with the epidemic of bubonic plague, and countless people were killed and injured. As the end of the year draws closer, the disaster situation is getting more and more serious. Finally, on a sunny morning, Sima Zhen found that she couldn't get out of bed. And the reason for this phenomenon is the bubonic plague that people talk about.

According to common sense, plague patients should be isolated, but Gao Yu said that he would not leave her alone, saying that even if they died, they would be together, because their lives had already been reborn from the moment they met. She looked haggard in her hospital bed, but she was strong. Looking at her lifeless, he was heartbroken, thinking that if he hadn't been so stubborn at the beginning, maybe her condition would still be cured now. She said it didn't matter, her life should have ended a long time ago, and now he gave it, and she could just return it to him. He searched everywhere every day for a cure, and walked through countless thorns and bumps.

Perhaps it was his sincerity that moved the spirits, so one night an old man with gray hair gave him a dream that he could find a cure for the sick according to the address he provided. He felt like he had to try anyway, because there was no way out now. The prescription that the old man said was the snow lotus that grows on the Tianshan Mountains, and now is a good time to pick.

The old man also said that if he wanted to cure her disease, he could only pick it at a fixed time, otherwise it would be useless. That hour is the moment when the lotus flower blooms.

In order to wait for the lotus flower to bloom, he waited day and night for a snow lotus that he had finally found and grew on the mountainside. When he waited, it was as if it was her who was waiting.

As the days passed, the weather grew colder and colder. Finally, the snowflakes flew to the earth on a night when they couldn't see their fingers. Snowflake is happy, but he is cold. Until his body was frozen, he still stared intently ahead, where there was his hope - the snow lotus.

The day the snow lotus bloomed was very cold, but he still plucked it the moment it just bloomed. He stumbled all the way home, covered in a thick layer of ice. When he got to the bed, he was shocked by what he saw, because she looked like she was already dead of exhaustion. So, he knelt in front of Sima Zhen's bed in the posture of a statue in the ancestral hall of the Gao family until he was frozen to death......

Later, in order to commemorate their great and sincere love, people carved out their postures at that time as an example to teach future generations...... Sister Qing said that she had heard this story before, but it was not so complete, and she really didn't expect that there would be such a touching story in the Gao family ancestral hall; I'll have to take time to pay my respects to them someday. I thought about it for a while, and told Sister Qing, remember to call me when the time comes!

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Dr. Chung called today to say that he had found a solution to the abnormal excretory function, which was operable, and asked me to take the time to go over and have a look. I thought it would be better to make an appointment for a specific time, so I told him that I would go over tomorrow.

The previous problem of abnormal excretion, Dr. Zhong said, was due to the inconsistency between the instructions of the deformed Bajie brain about that part of the brain and the nerves of the excretory system. For example, the brain sends instructions on how much digestive juices to secrete when eating food, but the actual situation does not need that much, and more will cause the opposite effect; For example, the time for the brain to arrange intestinal peristalsis is two hours, but the deformed intestinal peristalsis does not take so long to digest and complete, so the rest of the time is basically useless, not to mention the consumption of energy in vain, and it is also a great wear and tear on the intestines.

When I got there, I realized that the method that Dr. Chung was referring to actually sounded terrifying, which was to change the information stored in the brain. I said it wouldn't work, so I wouldn't remember what I said? Things that have happened in the past thousands of years are so important to me that this method is absolutely impossible. Dr. Chung said that he didn't mean that, he just wanted to do an experiment first to see how successful the success rate was, and it might not be able to be implemented. But if it can be successful, it is undoubtedly the best way to solve the previous problem; What's more, it's still experimenting on cloning Bajie.

Dr. Chung suggested that I produce two more clones of the Eight Rings, and since Dr. Chung had done his own research by the way, he decided to charge only one for the next two clones. The two clones have already confessed before, and they are caused by the doctor's own improper operation, which caused losses; And Dr. Chung himself has promised not to charge more.

Dr. Chung's plan is this. After he put the other organs and tissues into the adjusted machine, the brain and cerebellum of the cloned Bajie were also transferred to a very sophisticated, microwave-like container. It looks like a microwave oven, but it's not, it's much more functional than a microwave oven. This "microwave oven" is divided into two interfaces, one side stores the brain and cerebellum of the cloned Bajie, and the other side stores the clone brain and cerebellum of a normal person. The role of this machine is to transform the information stored in the mind of Clone Bajie into the form of a normal person. For example, I used to have large nostrils and large lungs, but now they are smaller, so it is necessary to change the information stored in my mind to avoid them being uncoordinated; For example, I used to have a wide stomach and a large stomach, but now it is necessary to remove some unnecessary information and turn the memory into a normal person's memory.

This time, Dr. Chung took the cells from the soles of my feet, and when I asked him why, he said that the cells on the soles of my feet were more stable.

The whole cloning process was exactly the same as the last time, the only difference was that this time only Dr. Chung was alone, and his son and daughter did not come. This can't but be said to be a pity, especially his daughter, who looks so standard, it's really a loss to look at it twice.

While Dr. Chung was busy with the operation, I wandered around his laboratory again and found that there were many new things here, all of which had never been seen before. The last time I saw a foot with wheels, this time I saw a foot with a jet can, which is used to speed up people's progress, just like a jet plane, and can also send people into the sky. There are two jet tubes on it, one at the back and one on the soles of the feet. I asked Dr. Chung why he didn't pretend to be four? It's both front and back, left and right. Dr. Chung said that it would not work, and it would not work, because it was useless to put it on the instep, and people did not need to accelerate in the process of falling. I asked why you didn't put it on the front of your feet. Dr. Chung said that for the time being, the rearview eye has not been invented, and the rear cannot be seen when it is backwards, so it cannot be accelerated, and only needs to follow the normal speed. In addition, I also saw a kind of "spring hand", which is said to be composed of a new type of spring, which can be stretched up to tens of meters long, and it is not a problem to get anything far away; Also, if you're sitting in the living room and want to go to the kitchen to get a glass of juice and you don't want to walk, you can sit still and use your mind to control the length of your arms, and when you turn a corner, you can also turn as much as you need to bend until you are completely in the direction of the juice.

Dr. Chung said that the original intention of developing this organ was designed for today's workaholics and lazy people, who can get what they want without leaving home, and can even reach down from 10 floors to buy cigarettes from the shop on the ground floor.

Dr. Chung said that he is actually a businessman, as long as there is a certain market, it is within his scope of research and development. I told him that we are peers, and although there is a suspicion of mercenary, the starting point is always good.

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It's okay, I also like to go fishing in the fish pond. Although there are people selling fish everywhere on the streets, many people know that they are fed with fodder and have no nutrition at all; Not only is it not nutritious, but eating too much will be harmful to the human body, so our family generally does not buy that kind of fish to eat. There are many people in Gao Laozhuang who also like to go fishing in the river, which is big and tastes good. But one of the disadvantages of the fish in the river is that the meat is too thick, because generally the ones that can be caught are more than ten catties, and the slightly smaller ones can't withstand the impact of the river waves and can't come up; The bigger ones are more cunning and won't come up looking for food. That's why I don't usually go fishing there.

My fishing base is very secret, and I won't tell him unless it's someone I know very well.

My fishing place is another private fish pond.

Originally, no one was allowed to fish in a private fish pond, but the fish in it were so delicious that I often couldn't help but go there. Some people may worry that if they are caught by the owner of the fish pond, they will be in trouble. We've already thought about it. Because we usually go to those places to fish on rainy days, we have to disguise ourselves before we go, so that the owner of the fish pond can't see our true colors in the haze of smoke and rain; Even if it's really discovered, it's not afraid, just act like you don't know what to do, and finally pay the money. Money is not a threat to us, so we are not worried about this situation at all.

I used a word above, "we", indeed, I am not the only one who does this kind of sneaky thing, many people are aware of this, and it feels quite popular. It is said that there are also people among them who have their own fish ponds and come to other houses to "steal", and they say that such an environment and such a state of mind cannot be experienced anywhere else, and that they seek this kind of stimulation.

"We" are all improvised. For example, when you are looking for a target and seeing which fish pond is safer, if you see someone sitting motionless by a certain fish pond, then you can know that it is relatively safe, and you can sit down and fish with confidence, needless to say, they must have explored before. Everyone tacitly agreed that no one would squeak, and then they each "sat firmly on the Diaoyutai".

In such a team, I have met a few very strange old people.

Once, on a rainy day, when I was looking around with fishing gear and a folding stool to see which fish pond was suitable for hiding, I saw an old man sitting by a nearby fish pond. He wore no shelter from the rain, and his head was bare; Not only that, but he also put a red cloth on himself, which looked very eye-catching. We are not just doing this kind of thing, and we generally try to choose gray colors to avoid being noticed, so there is no one around the old man, probably because I am afraid of following the stuffing.

When I walked over, the old man seemed very reasonable, as if stealing someone's fish was the right thing to do.

I whispered to Lao Er, you, let's take off the red cloth on my body, so that it will be easy to be discovered.

The old man turned his head, squinted his eyes and looked at me with a very strange look, then looked up and down, and said, "You think I'm stealing fish!"

I then asked, "If you don't steal fish, what are you doing here?"

The old man said: I'm here to be scolded! Although the owner of the fish pond will not call the police after seeing us people, he will still mutter, and if he encounters something powerful, he has to prepare a plastic bag to connect the water. So, it's normal to be scolded. We are all avoiding scolding, but the old man comes to scold, I don't know what is going on.

The old man said: At home, I scolded others, and now I want to come out and taste the taste of being scolded by others.

It's the first time I've seen someone who has been scolded like this.

Another time, it was also a rainy day. I went out early that morning, found a fish pond that was relatively easy to hide, sat down on the shore, and began to concentrate on fishing. Next to me sat an old man with gray hair, who seemed very focused, and remained motionless all the time. Before noon, Sister Qing said that there was something going on at home, and asked me to go back first. In more than two hours, I caught a total of three, each of which was more than a catty, and I thought that it must be delicious to cook. Strangely, the old man next to me came before me, and by that time he had not caught a single fish, and I wondered if the old man's luck was not very good.

When I returned there after a while, Lao Er was still sitting motionless as before, as if he had never moved his buttocks, and there was still not a single fish in the bucket next to him. Strange is strange, I still have to fish.

It wasn't until the old man took the line back that I found the answer to why he couldn't catch any fish. Because the old man's fishing line doesn't have a hook at all.

I was puzzled and asked Lao Er if his hook was eaten by the fish in the fish pond?

The old man shook his head and said in a slow tone: I never use a hook for fishing!

So what do you use?

With the will! The old man pointed vigorously at his head, and then began to pack his fishing line again.

How to fish with will? I asked again. This question is too attractive.

Lao Er said that the highest state of fishing is to meditate directly from the fish pond without the help of any auxiliary tools, when a person's attention is completely concentrated, it will produce a very powerful force to divert what he is focused on; When it comes to fishing, the angler can do this by thinking about a fish and imagining lifting it out of the water, if the heat is right. I asked why he still had a rod and line when he fished by himself. The old man said that he had only started learning now, and that he was still in his infancy, and that when he got home, he would be able to fish out of thin air without need.

I was curious and asked him how many fish he had caught so far in this way. Lao Er said that he is still in the experimental stage and has never caught a single fish.