Chapter 199: The Sixteen Monuments of the Wasteland 1
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Fortunately, the two men at the bow of the boat were lying together, already asleep and motionless.
I tried to see the faces of the two men, but there seemed to be a thin gray veil floating in the air, and I couldn't see them. I just think that both of them are very old. At least 70 years of age, heavy drinking, drunk.
"Young people are still young after all, and they can't imagine that things in the world are so complicated. Anyway, his life is still long, and there are some things that he must understand by himself, and others can't replace him. ”
"So, failure and pain are also a kind of growth, and we have to get happiness from it, but we have to be happy in it, just like us. As he spoke, the two drinkers leaned back and fell asleep.
I took a step forward, trying to blow through the mist in the air and get a good look at the faces of the two men.
This step is at least half a meter, and it must be able to reach the two of them, and it is impossible to see them at close range. However, when I stepped forward, the distance between us did not shorten.
I was surprised, but I didn't panic, and immediately realized that the distance between us could not be measured by ordinary physical dimensions, but was in a different kind of mysteriousness.
In the realm of thaumaturgy, there are shrinking inches, and there are also the ends of the world. These two thaumaturgies completely subvert the notion of physical distance and, to date, remain unexplained. Obviously, the distance between me and these two people and even these four people is a state of being close to the end of the world.
Although I am not a person of impermanence, I have heard too many examples of this since I was a child, so I reacted very quickly in this regard, and I no longer dared to rush forward, so as not to collide with these predecessors in the field of metaphysics.
The two who were drinking snored loudly, and the two who had been asleep slowly sat up.
"Dynamic things have to be observed in motion, a person riding on the back of a bird, if you want to see it clearly, you also have to ride on the back of a bird. The world is macrocosm and microcosm, and there are many other states besides macrocosm and microcosm. Everything is unknown, never known. Only with this mindset of the unknown can we explore the unknown world. Young man, you know? It's like when you look at the two of them, they're drunk and they're asleep. To know the world of the drunkard, to know the world of the sleeper, you have to be drunk, and you have to sleep. That's it, no other trick. One of them said.
Another yawned, rubbed his eyes, and muttered, "The world only thinks that we are ghosts, but they don't know that all people are ghosts." The world of humans is no different from the world of ghosts. So people don't have to be afraid of ghosts, and ghosts don't have to be afraid of people. If someone can shuttle between yin and yang and connect the two worlds, then in a sense, he is a god. People fight with people, ghosts fight with ghosts, and gods fight with gods. Are you going to be a man, a ghost, or a god? It's all up to you. What we are telling you now is only our life experience, and if these experiences can inspire you, you will be like us in the future...... Hehehehe, that's not a good thing. The three ghost kings of the garden are ghosts in the world and ghosts in the underworld, so what's so funny? Ridiculous, ridiculous, the garden dreams are already here, when will the three ghost kings come together?"
I understood the four of them, but I couldn't see their faces clearly, which is a pity.
The three ghost kings of the garden are famous all over the world, except for the dead ghost bodhisattva and the paraplegic Mr. Mo, the only complete one is Mr. Yan under the command of King Qin. The ending of the master is like this, doesn't it make the new generation of thaumaturgists in the world feel desolate.
"In life, it is a painful thing to have pursuits. The more you want, the happier you become. Young people, if you want to make a difference, you have to be prepared to endure hardships. The first person said.
"Cleverness is a double-edged sword, and the smarter a person, the easier it is to go astray. Cultivation is a dangerous thing, and we must know that everything in the world has both good and bad sides, and it is impossible to just enjoy the good and avoid the bad. The Mirror Room is a miracle that no one can replicate again, and if you choose to attack it, you must be mentally prepared to be frustrated. The second person said.
I opened my mouth to answer, but I found that I couldn't say anything like a ball of cotton in my throat.
In this situation, it is like being caught in a nightmare, and the more I want to say it, the more anxious I am to tremble, and I can't get a word out of my throat.
"I wanted to send you two warnings, but now I find that the world of the four of us has passed, and the three ghost kings of the garden will no longer exist. In the future, everything will be turned upside down, and everything will be burned and restarted. The first man said again.
After saying that, the two laughed at the same time.
I didn't want to laugh, the most important thing at the moment was to find the secret channel to crack the mirror room.
"Everyone's drunk, let's go, hehehehe......" said the second person.
The two people in the drunken boat also sat up and echoed loudly: "Let's go, let's go, let's go." No matter what happens, it's someone else's business, and it has nothing to do with us. The existence of the Room of Mirrors is an allegory, both an allegory and a legacy for posterity to ponder, and does not necessarily need to be resolved in this generation......"
They walked to the bow of the boat, and the two men standing at the bow stepped back and fell into the water. The two men laughed, and then stepped onto the bow of the boat and retreated into the water.
In the blink of an eye, the boat was empty again, and I was the only one left.
I clearly remembered what they said, and every passage was full of wisdom and inspiration to me.
When the four of them fell into the water, they didn't stir up a little wave, and they were fluttering, it should have been practiced to a certain level. Of course, on the other hand, they call themselves ghosts, and naturally they should not move when they walk.
Suddenly, there was a sound of a motor.
Fang Fang drove a jet ski, drew a large arc from the right front, turned around me, and pinned the bow of my boat.
"Mr. Xia, you have gone too far. Fang Fang said.
I shook my head and smiled: "I don't know, if there is an offense, I apologize." ”
Fang Fang turned off the key to the jet ski. The two boats were leaning side by side.
The worry on her face was not feigned, and by this time all the boatmen had rested, and she had to come alone in a motorboat, desperate for my safety.
"Mr. Xia, you are too careless. Although the lake is empty, there is an ambush under the water. Once triggered, the consequences are unimaginable. Fang Fang said with a change of color.
I am like a child who has made a mistake, let her count and never talk back.
"Mr. Xia, you don't know, I was watching you on the platform and wanted to call you back, how anxious I was. At this time last year, there was a famous thaumaturgist who came in because he came in hastily, and finally—"
Fang Fang's words were not finished, but I had already guessed the result.
The Qimen Dunjia Formation Technique is definitely not a bluff, but has a very powerful lethality. Mrs. Han's formation in the lake is equivalent to setting up a net for this lake. When a smart person comes in, he can seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, while a foolish person comes in and can't distinguish between the east and the west.
Many people in the rivers and lakes are self-aware, they obviously don't understand anything, but they pretend to know everything and can do anything. So, for a lot of people, it's a guillotine.
"Thank you for your concern, I'm fine. I said.
Fang Fang sighed: "It's okay, I don't want to see next time." ”
She kept a straight face and pretended to be very stern, but the concern in her eyes couldn't be hidden.
"What does Madame say?" I asked.
"Madame wants me to chase you back. She replied.
"What did Mr. Mo say?" I asked again.
Mr. Mo just sneered, over and over again, and laughed non-stop. Madame once asked him about his plans, but he didn't say anything, as if he was sitting on a mountain and watching a tiger fight. I told my wife a long time ago. Mr. Mo has been abolished, and can only sneer at others, but cannot put forward any constructive suggestions. If we raise such people, we will only allow the unhealthy wind of discouragement in the army to spread rapidly. ”
I know Fangfang's words are serious, because up to now. We all respect Mr. Mo and don't want to find fault with him too much.
"Fangfang, we're in a mirage now, do you think it's right?" I asked.
Of course, there is something wrong with this problem, because mirages only appear in the East China Sea and a few places near the sea, and the inland does not even think about it. To see a mirage, you can only go to the seaside.
Actually, I just want Fang Fang to talk about her opinion of this lake.
"Maybe we're in a mirage, maybe it's some other hallucination. I've never been so deep, and I used to stand on the shore and watch. On the contrary, Madame herself came down a few times, but every time she came down and went back, and when she sat down on the platform, she was not angry. She is a person who does great things, and I can't bother her, so I can only keep my doubts in my heart. ”
I looked towards the platform, the light and shadow flowed, and I could only see a rough outline.
"Mr. Xia, shall we go back?" Fang Fang proposed.
"What is beyond the north shore of the lake?" I asked.
As early as on the platform, I observed that there was a large area of dense poplar trees on the north shore of the lake. Beyond the poplar trees, there is still a large open space.
"It is a large natural reservoir, and the water in it supplies the entire waterworks in the western part of Jinan, and the water here in Xicheng has to be drunk. Fang Fang replied.
I remembered that I had read about the reservoir in the newspaper, and the same report said that there was a large area of barren mound on the west bank of the reservoir, and that the mound was flattened for the sake of water safety for the people, and grass and trees were planted on it, and it was turned into a nursery.
The four "people" who appeared on the boat were certainly not people, but souls.
If it were a normal day boating on the lake, you would never have encountered them.
"Fangfang, do you know what happened to Mr. Mo in the past? Did Madame say that besides Mr. Mo, who else did she know in the 'Three Ghost Kings of the Garden'?" I asked.
Fang Fang was stunned and involuntarily glanced at the platform.
She is a favorite general under Mrs. Han, and she must obey Mrs. Han's will in every move, so she has developed the habit of asking for instructions on everything. When I asked her this, it was clear that I was violating her principles.
"Mr. Xia, you ask, I have to say, but this is Madame's secret. She said.
I nodded lightly: "At the moment, we are in the middle of the lake, and whatever you say, only God knows, you know me, and no one else knows." ”
Fang Fang frowned, took out a long-handled radio detector from the toolbox of the motorboat, and swept around the bow, stern, and boat of the boat. When the detector moved to the position of the paddle clasp, the red warning light on it suddenly lit up.
I fumbled around with the buckle for a while, and soon found the button bug hidden in the middle of the oar, pulled it off, and threw it into the water.
"Now I can speak with confidence. She straightened up, the nervous expression on her face finally relaxed.
Eavesdropping is everywhere, and I never thought that Mrs. Han would make a fuss about the oars, because there is no point in listening to the boatman's movements.
"You must have thought that it was Madame who placed the bugs—someone else, someone else who coveted Madame's power and position. Don't ask me who they are, I don't even know that. People are in the rivers and lakes, and they can't help themselves. Once you become famous, you don't know how many pairs of eyes are staring outside. Mr. Xia, let me answer your question first, in fact, Madame and the other two of the 'Three Ghost Kings' are also very familiar, Ghost Bodhisattva and Yan Fohai were once Madame's guests, but then the relationship between the Ghost Bodhisattva and the official became tighter and tighter, and Fohai was subordinated to the Qin Wanghui, so everyone cut off the news. Fang Fang said.
Mr. Mo is disabled, the ghost Bodhisattva is dead, and Mr. Yan Fohai is the doorman next to Qin Gongzi, who has met with me twice. Therefore, Mrs. Han not only has a relationship with the bosses of the gang forces such as King Qin and Zhao Tianzi, but also has another relationship with the masters under the bosses. Her status in today's rivers and lakes is really very different.