Today, it rained in Rongcheng, which added a cold and damp coolness to this winter.

Liang Chuan was sitting in a teahouse, and across the road was a private library.

It is difficult for ordinary people to enter this library, they need to make an appointment online half a month in advance, and at the same time, they can also enter with a membership card, but members have stopped handling it half a year ago.

Modern urban life is very busy, but also very nervous, for the vast majority of young people at present, the library is a very luxurious thing, even the library in the university is basically used by students as a study room, and with the popularity of smart phones, most people have been accustomed to mobile phone reading, library, now more symbolic of a feeling.

The atmosphere of wandering between the bookshelves and the aroma of ink brewing and hovering around you is actually still in the depths of many people's memories.

The headless young man just stood silently at the door of the library, like a helpless child, but unfortunately, this kind of picture could not be captured by the camera, and there were very few people in this world who were qualified to have the opportunity to enjoy this picture.

Liang Chuan walked out of the teahouse and walked to the library, sometimes, if you can help, you can help, you are a guest from afar, Wu Dahai once asked himself why the shrouds in the store are sold so tightly, and that is also because of the good word-of-mouth effect.

Even if it's an old lady, she actually has her own circle of girlfriends, everyone is about the same age, an old lady died, and Tuomeng told several other sisters that the shroud in this store looks good in it,

Business, that's it.

However, in this matter, Liang Chuan is more of a curiosity.

He didn't contact Wu Dahai, nor did he contact Cinnabar, who was the first to tell him about it, but chose to come here alone.

In his heart, Liang Chuan had a little bit of expectation, he expected that he could find some answers, even if the probability of finding them was really too low and too low.

Man dies and has been resurrected,

And man is not satisfied,

Now that you have come back to life, can you have a new way to make yourself live better and live more like a normal person?

Sometimes, Liang Chuan feels that he is similar to those who have been deceived by Ponzi schemes, although he knows that the bamboo basket may be empty in front of him, but he has a great luck.

Get your feet wet

That's right,

Right?

Liang Chuan asked himself this as he walked to the door of the library.

"Hello sir, please show your reservation number or membership card. ”

There is a formally dressed woman at the front desk to do the reception, because the library has a low number of visitors, so only one reception is more than enough, but behind the reception counter, there are many security guards patrolling, and the security here is very strict.

Liang Chuan took out a card and handed it over, it was a postal savings card.

"Okay?"

Liang Chuan's fingers tapped lightly on the counter, looking into the eyes of the receptionist.

"Okay?"

Liang Chuan asked again, this time in a very soft and soft voice.

The female receptionist's eyes immediately revealed a little confusion, and mechanically habitually put Liang Chuan's postal card on the code scanner and went through it, and then said:

"Welcome. ”

The female receptionist pressed the button, and the small door in front of it, which resembled the entrance of the high-speed rail station, opened automatically.

Liang Chuan walked in, looking at the layout of the place as he walked, because he came in through identity authentication, so the security guards around him didn't pay too much attention to him.

The décor of the library can show a clear style, with a Renaissance atmosphere, and it has two floors and occupies a large area.

Walking up to the second floor, the rows of bookshelves suddenly opened, there are not many books on each shelf, but they are neatly placed and look very exquisite, but compared to the three words of library, it is inevitably a little "perfunctory".

At this time, two women just came in behind Liang Chuan, they came in through the security check shortly after Liang Chuan, and walked directly past Liang Chuan, the direction was the deepest part of the bookshelf on the second floor, their purpose was very clear.

Liang Chuan also followed slowly, and when he reached the end, he found that there was a cave inside, and the tone of the surrounding walls and ceilings began to gradually darken, but it was not the darkness of a haunted house, which did not cause discomfort to people, and at the same time created a solemn atmosphere.

The impact of the environment on people is obvious, and at this point, the people who decorate and design this library should have put a lot of thought into it, and every detail here is actually full of a psychological hint.

There are small cubicles inside, like rest rooms, Liang Chuan walked into one of the lounges, and found that the small space was covered with murals, a bit like the scene in the Mogao Grottoes.

The murals are very vivid and use 3D painting technology, which gives people a strong visual impact.

Most of the paintings depict scenes of hell, but they are abstract and aesthetic, which does not resent the viewer, but provides a contemplative atmosphere, as if you are already in hell.

"Life is a gift, it comes from your parents, it comes from this planet, and of course, it can come from God. ”

Liang Chuan heard a voice, like a lecture, this voice made Liang Chuan frown slightly, it seems, very familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere.

"We need to praise it, we need to admire it, and at the same time, we need to revere it;

But correspondingly,

death

We also need to praise it, we have to admire it, and at the same time, we are almost instinctively afraid of it.

Everything has its two extremes, and it has two sides.

Life and death are the best examples.

With the advancement of human technology, we can have more ways to extend our life and open our life code, but in fact, we ignore the most fundamental things.

What we really want is under our feet, and we keep trying to tiptoe and reach high into the air to fumble uselessly.

We are confident, we are also conceited;

Because of science and technology, because of science, because of our self-righteous theoretical system, we are instilling this mode of thinking day and night, making me believe a lie, that is, the nature of this world and all the rules can be explained by science, and everything can be dressed in the cloak of science, and human beings have created a cage called "science" for themselves, and then they say that they are locked in it, and they feel comfortable that they are finally safe.

However, this behavior is like an ostrich talking about burying its head in the sand.

Because of science,

We forgot to worship,

Forgot to perceive,

forgot to look for it,

We ridicule the faith of our ancestors, ignore the totems of thousands of years, and despise their wisdom,

But in fact, some answers have long been hidden in them,

Like what

Is death really irreversible?

People die,

Is it true that it can't be resurrected?"

Liang Chuan walked over in search of the sound, and behind a row of unique small lounges, there was a round platform similar to a lecture hall, down one step at a time, from high to low, with almost no lighting around, only the faint projection in front of him flickered with a faint light.

There is a cabinet at the entrance, on which are placed masks, all of which are devil's masks, in different forms, but in the same way.

Everyone who walked in there put on their masks, and they knelt there, clasping their hands together, very sincerely.

They're chanting obscure things,

It is so devoted, so selfless, as if it has been transcendent at this time.

It's not overly bloody, it's not too mysterious, and from entering this library to the present, it generally gives people the feeling of a book exchange meeting, not like a cult organization, because it doesn't seem to be so extreme.

However, at the entrance, there are three sculptures of human heads, lifelike with indifferent expressions, these three human head sculptures are placed on a stone squat, looking at the people who have come here.

There is a head sculpture in the middle, Liang Chuan is very familiar, he has seen the face of a headless young man, and the one in the middle is actually him.

Liang Chuan stretched out his hand and subconsciously wanted to touch the sculpture, but at this moment, a person walked behind him and said lightly:

"Sir, you should be clear that these sculptures are sacred and it is forbidden to touch and desecrate. ”

Standing behind Liang Chuan was a woman, she was wearing a mask and couldn't see her true face, but the tone of her voice carried a kind of unquestionable belonging to the superior.

Liang Chuan withdrew his hand and didn't say anything.

"Here you go. ”

The woman picked up a mask and handed it to Liang Chuan.

"Thank you. ”

Liang Chuan thanked him and put the mask on.

Then, the woman didn't have much communication with Liang Chuan, and walked down directly, knelt down in a vacant position, and like dozens of masked people around, she clasped her hands together and listened to the teachings that belonged to that voice.

Liang Chuan also walked down slowly, as if he had walked into a movie theater where it was being screened.

Originally, Liang Chuan thought that there would be people giving lectures here, but in fact, these people were kneeling here and praying while listening, what was a video.

There is a projector on the wall, and the picture is hit on the wall, some mottled and a little blurry, but the sound is very clear.

At the beginning, Liang Chuan felt that this voice was a little familiar, but he couldn't remember whose voice it was for a while, and where had he heard it?

So, Liang Chuan walked down the aisle slowly,

The further down, that is, the further forward, the closer you are to the wall of the projection screen, and the clearer you will be able to see it.

It's just that when Liang Chuan walked to a step and finally saw clearly the person who was giving a speech in the video screen,

His face, which was covered by a mask, instantly showed a look of shock,

His hands began to tremble,

The person in the picture is speaking,

It's actually himself,

True,

Myself!