Xiao Cheng suddenly realized that it is very common for private security systems to copy identities and non-special government identification systems, and in order to ensure that they are not hacked, these security robots are often offline, so Angel's identification code does not have to worry about leaking outside.

"Thank you, thank you!"

In Tula's eyes, the identities of Xiao Cheng and the others became more and more mysterious.

When the three of them stepped into the park, Xiao Cheng obviously felt a scanning wave invisible to the naked eye on his skin, and soon the door opened, and a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old, dressed plainly, ran out, glanced at the three of them curiously, and said, "Come with me, Mr. Bu is already waiting inside." ”

"The monitoring system around this house is very perfect, and our hidden robots are in danger of being exposed, so they will not be released." Nuwa whispered.

Xiao Cheng blinked, signaling to understand, the identity of the prophet of cloth in Tula's mouth seemed really unusual underground, and Nuwa in his ear carefully assigned him some defensive measures, even if these equipment were placed on the ground, they were considered first-class, and it was not easy to get these things in this underground, where materials were scarce and backward development.

The first half of the house is a root wooden house, the interior furnishings are simple, there is no modern utensils, clean and tidy, the light source is soft, and the whole room is very bright.

However, if you look at the window, you will find that the window uses a simple camouflage design, and when you look out, it is blue sky and white clouds, as if the outside is the world on the ground.

The three of them didn't look much, followed the boy into the side door of the wooden house, walked through a few meters of root system and walked into the stone room behind, at a glance, it should be divided into several rooms, the stone house where they are has undergone some changes, into the front wall of the wall hung a traditional Chinese Tai Chi Bagua map, below there is a long case, there is a long sword on the case, the front end of the long sword is an incense burner, curling green smoke rising, two flying crane lanterns at both ends, antique.

However, in the middle of the room hung a large cross, the lower end of which was extremely sharp and faintly stained with dark red blood.

The three of them looked at each other with a solemn gaze, but none of them asked what it did.

In addition, the ground is depicted with complex abstract paintings, which look like hell in religious mythology, and the various suffering crowds have painful expressions and hideous faces, and Angel does not dare to look at them again after only one glance, and her toes are slightly cushioned, for fear of stepping on the characters on those pictures.

The boy didn't stand at the door of the west door and made a gesture of please: "Go in, Mr. is inside." ”

"I'm sorry."

Xiao Cheng thanked him with both hands and walked in generously, Angel followed closely behind, and Tula was about to raise his foot, but was stopped by the boy.

"Sir, you don't have anything to ask him for, so you can only wait outside."

Xiao Cheng turned his head to look, and Tula waved his hand: "You guys go in quickly!" Today, I am very fortunate to be able to enter the house of the Prophet of Cloth, and I do not expect to be able to meet the Prophet of Cloth. ”

Xiao Cheng saw his resolute attitude, so he nodded: "Wait a while, we may come out soon." ”

Tula smiled and said, "It's okay, I've been waiting here for as long as I want." ”

Xiao Cheng and the others raised their feet to enter, and the stone door behind them slowly closed.

As a result, the two of them were shocked.

I don't know how big this stone house is, but after entering, the two of them felt as if they were in a starry sky, with twinkling stars in all directions, including their feet.

Not far in front of them, a standard model of a star system was slowly moving, and the star in the center could be seen shimmering and burning.

Xiao Cheng couldn't help but stretch out his hand, wanting to see if this was real or just illusory.

As a result, just as he reached out and was only a few inches away from the star, a slightly hoarse voice rang out: "If I were you, I wouldn't reach out and touch an unknown thing." ”

Xiao Cheng jumped, hurriedly retracted his hand, and followed the sound to look, but saw a kind-looking, bearded old man on the ground only three or four meters away in front of them, sitting cross-legged on the ground, looking at the two of them calmly.

The old man was wearing a black loose dress, which seemed to blend in with the background of this starry sky, and he and An Qixin were shocked by this scene when they came in, so they really didn't find this old man.

"You are ......" Xiao Cheng bowed, his expression slightly apologetic, but he was interrupted by the old man in the middle of his words.

"All those who come here for the first time will be attracted by this starry sky, and even want to touch the sun like you, curiosity is human nature, you are not the first, nor the last, it doesn't matter, sit down." The old man raised his arm slightly and talked eloquently, and quickly grasped the initiative of the words.

Xiao Cheng and the others looked down and saw that there were exactly two futons in front of the old man, so they sat down on the left and right, and An Qixin quietly observed the surroundings to make sure that there was no one else here except them, so he withdrew his gaze.

"Don't rush to find answers to what you want to know." The old man looked at Xiao Chengdao, "I think before you came here, your guide already knew my rules here." ”

Xiao Chengtou: "Yes, I would like to answer a few of your questions. ”

"As you can see, I am Mr. Bu, and I am also the prophet of Bu in the eyes of some people." The old man looked at him deeply, "Then you will answer my question." ”

Xiao Cheng and An Qi straightened their bodies and looked at Prophet Bu intently.

"Why do people live in this world?" Prophet's voice became a little ethereal, and he spoke slowly, "Don't worry, think about it, and then answer me." ”

Xiao Cheng was slightly stunned, he thought that Prophet Bu would ask some practical questions, he had Nuwa's omnipotent living encyclopedia, which was enough to deal with, but this question was something that Nuwa couldn't answer, because she was not a real human being.

Why do people live in this world?

The question seemed simple, but when he carefully adjusted his mind to find the answer, he found that there was no way to answer it.

Is it our parents who gave us life, so we have to live in the world? Obviously, this answer is too simple, and Mr. Bu will definitely not be satisfied.

Is it for academic success, fame, and money? This kind of vulgar explanation is obviously not enough.

Why did that person live in this world? (To be continued.) )