readx;? Humans can't help but feel intimidated by the size of the giant creatures, because this giant Arowana has gone beyond the definition of an ornamental fish. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"I believe it will change, because there is no evolutionary moat between living things, and as long as the conditions are right, change will take place. Human knowledge has boundaries, but the complex changes of nature have no boundaries, so our standard of measuring nature is fatally flawed, and this standard needs to be changed urgently. Shadow continued to express his opinion.

"I believe you have a point, but I don't fully agree with that. "I took a step back in this argument for a moment.

Standing under this wall, with the terrifying super-large Arowana above his head, he really felt a huge pressure, as if he had left the world dominated by people, but entered a different world where fish reigned supreme over the world.

Right now, the opposite wall is still dark, and I'm sure the shadows will light up that wall as well, showing me more wonderful things.

He held the remote control in his hand, but he didn't press it for a long time.

"What's on that wall? I said.

"I'm afraid those things will scare you. He shook his head.

"It's a big deal, the judge of Hades, the bull head and the horse, or something, right?" I said with a smile.

The shadow also laughed: "If it's just the Netherworld, it's just that, after all, we've seen it in drama novels a long time ago, even if we face it in person, we don't necessarily have to be too scared." It's not precisely these things that are scariest in the world, but things you can't even think of. Forget it, let's move on. Maybe what I said just now was too fanciful and made you lose sight of the point, but now, I want to ask you such a question, do you know the meaning of the existence of the 'Divine Aspect Water Mirror'?"

This is indeed a sharp question, because it is the focus of everyone's attention at the moment.

I shook my head honestly, "I don't know." ”

The shadow then asked herself, "You don't know, I know." It can be seen as a gateway to all sorts of unknown, known places. In the realm of physics, the greatest gateway is the 'wormhole', and I can conclude from the known examples that the 'Divine Water Mirror' is a kind of wormhole that fulfills the human desire to go anywhere. ”

Qi Mei and Ge Shu Shuisleeve have all talked about Ge Shu Feitian, and his disappearance is related to the "Divine Water Mirror".

"Your idea is very creative, but can you answer me, what is the 'Divine Mirror', where is it, and who owns it?" I asked rhetorically.

If all seekers can't clearly define what is called a "mirror of the gods", then what's the point of all pursuits?

The shadow was stopped by me and didn't speak for a long time.

I looked at him, and suddenly I felt that the thin square face seemed familiar.

"I don't know. After a long thought, Shadow replied.

I was a little disappointed because I had high expectations for him. A wise man who can be admired by Qi Mei must have a super high wisdom that is difficult for ordinary people to achieve, and can easily solve many problems that puzzle mortals. However, the words "I don't know" were like a slap in the face, which made me smile dumbly.

"I can only say what I know, not what I don't know. Shadow explained.

"But what do you know and what do you not know?" you can't answer any of the three questions I asked?" I asked again.

Shadow shook his head: "I really can't answer, because in my experience, the 'Divine Aspect Water Mirror' is indeed just a wormhole, and it has no constraints in time and space, and can appear anywhere. ”

I'm a little confused that Shadow is supposed to be a man with a story, because he repeatedly mentions his own experiences. How could such a person, who had both a brilliant mind and a wealth of experience, be willing to imprison himself under the "mirror room"?

"I have explored the proposition of life change, and in the eyes of many people, a series of illusory human behaviors such as past lives, future lives, souls, reincarnation, etc., are all theoretically valid but do not exist in reality. In Tibetan Buddhism, reincarnation is an extremely important part of the practice, and countless monks retreat in deep caves to reflect on the foundation and origin of life, and finally reach the transcendent realm of Changhong empowerment and daytime ascension. Cultivation is not only a word, but also a complex and obscure process, which includes both physical structural changes and chemical essential changes. It's a pity that the world has used this word so much that the butchers of the three religions and the nine streams of the market are all talking about cultivation. Cultivation is about chance, and people with wisdom roots have an epiphany due to chance and achieve an extraordinary life. As statisticians say, about 93% of the people in this world are always in a state of conformism, arranging their lives according to the ruts of their predecessors, and can never get rid of the image of secular rules and live their lives honestly. In addition, 7% of people will think outside the box, use their lives in otherworldly ways, and eventually become world-changing heroes......"

As the shadow narrated, I gradually felt heavy eyelids, and I couldn't help but yawn seven or eight times in a row.

I realized that these long and dry words he spoke were a form of hypnotism that caused me to quickly burn out, to the point of mental exhaustion, and to fall into a half-asleep state.

"I'm ashamed of the origin of my practice – not just ashamed, but very humiliating, sweating and blushing when I think about it, because it's all a cowardly act. To this day, whether I admit it or not, I was a shameful coward at the time. Those who walked with me died by the butcher's knife of the enemy because of their strength and strength, but I survived because of cowardice. This kind of stealing life is a shame that can never be erased, so that I dare not go out and stand in the sun, because it will make me despise myself so much and lose the courage to live. He said, "Only darkness can hide my own abomination." ”

This kind of bloody self-analysis is shocking, and I think there are few people who can look at themselves and belittle themselves so cruelly as he does.

It took a great deal of courage for him to imprison himself here out of shame. It can be seen that he is a person who dares to face his heart and refuses to deceive the world.

"In the end...... What happened......? When?" my voice was as low as the babble of a drowning man.

The giant fish overhead slowly twisted its body, and the light in the room was turbulent and blurred by the change of images.

"It's a war, a brutal war that has swept across the land of Asia, and no one is immune, let alone hidden. Do you want to hear it? Come with me, let me tell you, show you......" The shadow slid towards me.

I instinctively tried to avoid his wheelchair, but my feet went limp, and I stumbled and fell, and he looked down on me condescendingly.

"Many people are not afraid of death, but only the moment between life and death, because life and death are not strange to human beings. There are sunshine, flowers, smiling faces, and fruits in the living world, and there are wandering spirits, ghosts, knife mountains, and oil pots in the dead world, which are all familiar to human beings, and many Buddhist scriptures have detailed descriptions of the eighteen layers of hell after death. Only for a moment, human beings do not know how to overcome the great suffering, and they are anxious to escape because of the unknown future...... Me too, you too, anyone ......"

His voice is like the chanting of a monk, rigid and monotonous, but without losing the rhythm of the inhibitions.

I looked up, with the giant fish on the left and the shadow's face on the right, like two opposite cliffs, compressing my vision into a narrow gap.

"What the hell do you want...... Tell me...... "I am not willing to fall asleep like this, and there are many things in my heart that I can't let go of. Mrs. Bamboo, Yu Bing, Tang Wan, Big Bang...... If I fall asleep, who will be responsible for notifying Tang Wan? and Chu Chu, the unfinished Destiny Technique in the seven underground floors.

"What I'm telling you is what you want to know. The shadow said.

I felt my body slowly sinking, the ground cracking, and a stream of warm water enveloping me from all sides, gently lifting my body.

"If you want to understand fish, you have to understand the world in which it lives. If you are not a fish, you don't know the joy of fish. What if you become a fish? Wouldn't you fully understand the warmth and sorrow of fish?" said Shadow meaningfully

The giant fish and the shadows also became turbulent, and between me and them, it was as if a layer of thickened glass was spreading through the rain.

The silhouette of the shadow's body gradually distorted, drifting farther and farther away in my field of vision, and I sank infinitely, into a warm and ambiguous abyss.

A heavy bloody breath came to my face, and I was startled, and I struggled with my arms to get up, but I found that my arms had been tied behind my back, and I was kneeling on the hard blue brick floor.

I raised my head, there was a high shrine in front of me, there was no Buddha statue on the seat, but only a giant Arowana more than three feet long was enshrined. Under the reflection of the torches all around, the palm-sized scales on the fish's body reflected the golden light, and all the scales were actually made of pure gold.

"I admire you, one hundred and eight monks, all of whom are tight-lipped and would rather be beheaded by me than tell the secret of this fish. Very well, very well, then I will fulfill you and let everyone go and bury this fish. After that, I will demolish this temple, dig three feet into the ground, and dig out the big secret. I don't believe that everybody can keep secrets......" A swaggering voice sounded in front of the right.

I turned my head to see the man, dressed in an khaki officer's uniform, with his right hand pressed against the hilt of his sword at his waist, and his left hand holding a short beard from his lips, pacing back and forth in front of the throne.

Later, two soldiers carried a bald monk in brown robes and pressed down in front of the officer.

"To say, or not to say?" the officer asked.

The monk raised his head and calmly looked at the officer's face, neither insulting nor begging for mercy.

With a click, the officer drew his right hand, and the narrow sword pressed horizontally against the monk's neck.

"You're not afraid of death?" he asked.

The monk held the beads on his chest with both hands, and flicked them one by one, not caring about the sword that was still dripping blood.

The officer shouted "Ahhh

Two soldiers came over, grabbed the monk's legs, and dragged the body away.

To my left, there was a long line of brown-robed monks, about two dozen of them.

"Dead people are the best at keeping secrets, so before we came in, there were already many people jumping off the cliff behind the temple, saving us a lot of effort. You are a sheep people, and everyone is so afraid of death that they don't even dare to confront my soldiers, and they don't even have the courage to hold a knife or a gun. It is no wonder that you grew up on the prairie, eating grass and milk, and deserving to be driven and enslaved by us. We are coming, and this large prairie with abundant water and grass and abundant products will always be shaded by the red sun and become the back garden of the empire, hahahaha...... In this sense, what difference does it make if we can get that big secret or not? Even the land is ours, and in the future, there will be time to dig up the secrets, and all these secrets hidden deep underground will be branded as the empire, hahaha, hahaha......"

The officer laughed wildly, raised his sword, and whizzed through the air.

For some reason, I felt cold, like I had no clothes on the outside and hollowed out on the inside.

It is clear that as the situation continues, all those who kneel will be beheaded one by one like sheep waiting to be slaughtered. This kind of ending cannot be changed, if you are not tied up, you can still run away and resist, but now, everyone is tied up solidly, honestly kneeling, forced to accept the verdict of fate.

I am not reconciled, because I do not belong to this tragic era of seventy years ago.

"It's a dream, definitely a dream!" I told myself. However, the bloody breath is so real, and the scene when the head flies and the blood splatters is so terrifying, it is very different from the usual dreams.

"If this isn't a dream, where am I?" I asked myself anxiously.

The second and third monks died by the neck, and such a death seemed to me meaningless, because the executioner's sword was dull and collapsed and could be sharpened again, and the life of man was gone. No matter how many heads there are, there will always be a time when they are cut down, and if the sheep to be slaughtered do not resist, the whole prairie will be left with no sheep.

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