The promotion of intangible cultural heritage consumes the materials used in the ceremony, especially the "secret" that is used as special material.

When the secret disappears, so does something associated with the secret. It depends on how the secret is made.

It's like when you know the password to a safe and want to use it as a prop for a ritual.

You write the password down in a slip of paper and put it in the lockbox.

At this point, if the ritual is complete, the note in the lockbox should disappear.

Because "the secret is gone"; But if everything related to secrets should be gone, so should the lockbox itself.

But if the lockbox is gone, won't the secret of "I am the only one who knows the password to the 'safe'" fall into a paradox at the moment of completion?

Obviously, it won't turn out that way.

The note will disappear, but the safe that carries the secret itself will remain.

And this is the case with Chen Qing.

When he realized the rules of his son, he began the promotion ceremony with a secret that only he knew: "Only I care about the gods and creatures that need my attention".

Then he felt a sense of unease in his darkness, and that experience had come to him countless times.

So, that night, he forcibly entered the promotion ceremony opened by Chen Qing, but it was inevitably regarded as a fun time during the promotion.

It is precisely because of these many circumstances that Chen Qing's mind after the promotion ceremony has always echoed with a sentence mentioned by Cen Nianyan.

"She's lying to you."

To tell the truth, for Chen Qing, he didn't think that this sentence was deceiving himself.

She had no reason; She is against interests; She did not observe the promotion ceremony...... He really couldn't think of the slightest possibility that Cen Nianyan would deceive him.

Of course, it may really be that she guessed wrong, but in the end, this possibility has to be considered in the case of Bu Zhaozhao's fraud, and it is too early to think about it.

It is precisely because of this that the two people with a lot of thoughts embarked on the return journey under the moonlight.

……

Under the moonlight, in a residential building, a girl in her early nineteens stared at the screen, sweat drops oozed from her palms, the panic on her face was mixed with a little fatigue, she was a little tired, she hadn't slept for two nights.

She clutched the phone in her hand, but her face was extremely white reflected on the computer screen.

A strand of hair slipped from her forehead, and the strand of hair lay across her eyes, but she stared at the information on the screen as if she didn't notice it.

"Hurry up...... What other sites I haven't looked for......"

She bit her fingertips, and her thumb was already dripping with blood.

She was sweating, her eyes glancing out into the hallway from time to time.

"What else is there that I haven't found...... The ladder is also hanging......"

Her eyes froze at the screen for a moment, and she looked at a strange website that appeared on the screen, and she vaguely remembered that she had entered......

But it seems like an empty website.

But was that what the previous website profile looked like? Is it such a ...... Editing with quirky symbols and text?

She was silent, glancing down the hallway, and then resolutely clicked into the site.

……

Under the moonlight, in a splendid golden villa, a young girl pestered the teenager and chattered.

"Hurry! Didn't you say you created a new story? Tell me about it! ”

The young man's face was dejected: "Forget it...... They wouldn't let me talk about it. ”

The girl listened, and snorted, "Listen to me, listen to theirs!" ”

"Listen...... Listen to you! ”

"That's right!"

He turned on the light and pulled the girl to the computer.

"There are still quirky ...... in the city Ghast roams the world.

Some people say that the websites on the Internet are not necessarily built by people. ”

……

In the moonlight, in the middle of a jungle, a man with a face covered in paint lay on a tree, his forked feet fixed to the treetops, and he flipped through the screen in front of him with his free hand.

In the jungle, the slightest light was as bright as the moonlight, but he couldn't care about it.

He looked at the message on his phone, and blocked out the light with his free hand.

He swiped the message on the screen and used his free hand to ward off the mosquitoes.

"We are shocked to encounter your experience, but your current description makes us wonder about your state of mind. Special Team Member 152, please return to the preparation base immediately, please return immediately! ”

On his screen, a prominent message had been sent for the twenty-sixth time.

From once an hour, to once every half an hour now.

It seems that the people in the preparation base are also waiting a little anxiously.

But he looked at the screen, but he didn't even have the slightest desire to go back.

"No...... No, no...... If I leave...... It's really dead. ”

He whispered, grabbing the treetops with his free six hands.

……

Under the moonlight, on a blue wave, the reflection of the moonlight made the bow of the ship have two bright moons.

This does not bode well.

On this boat, there are already four people missing.

They took out all the containers they had with them to hold water, filled them with water, and placed them in the bow of the boat.

Now, there are twelve bright moons on the sea, and twenty green pupils.

In the reflection of those waters, none of them were humanoid.

They are full of fangs, they are full of sideburns, they are fierce, and the liquid from their mouths stains their chests.

But off the water, each of them is a human being, and each of them is just a simple and pragmatic crew.

On this ship, the captain's gaze was cold and jealous.

It's the third day. He had to make a decision again.

On the third day, the change in the crew had already caused too much damage, and he was about to lose it anymore.

Thinking to himself, he popped up the webpage on his phone to contact the Foundation.

"Huh?"

But with the pop-up of the web page, I don't know if it's because it's too far offshore, or because the network is just not good.

The Foundation's page is stuck.

He yelled and refreshed his phone's page several times.

He roared angrily, but the sound did not reach the ears of the crew on the sea.

He smashed the phone in his hand, grabbed another one, and re-entered the page.

But no, the web page didn't get any better.

Anxious, he clicked on another connection at random.

This time, a new connection entered.

……

After a night, Chen Qing's fatigue slowly disappeared.

He looked at the non-cultural relics left in his pocket and let out a leisurely sigh.

"I'll have to think about changing accommodations today......" he frowned, his eyes darting back and forth in the room.

To be honest, I've been living in this house for two or three years, and I really can't help it when I need to replace it for a while.

He patted his chest, and Bu Zhaozhao's figure also appeared in mid-air.

"Priority is given to single-family houses, and at the same time there should be a basement, and the basement area must be similar to the area above ground." She was silent for a moment, then added, "One acre may be too much." Half an acre should be enough. ”

The corners of Chen Qing's mouth twitched uncontrollably twice, he looked at Bu Zhaozhao, and saw that the other party had no sense of joking, and then suddenly came back to his senses: "That's right...... The skyrocketing housing prices have only been a matter of the past two decades. ”

He covered his forehead, and his eggs hurt a little: "Half an acre...... It's good to be able to give you the whole 100 square meters. I'm still thinking about using the unit of acres. ”

Bu Zhaozhao frowned when he heard this: "How could it be." ”

"Economic bubbles, financial crises, and real estate harvesting fundamentals." Chen Qing spread his hands helplessly: "Times have changed, and now is not the era when you used to spend five yuan for a month." Now is not the era when you could buy dozens of acres of land for a hundred dollars.

If you buy a house now, you have to go bankrupt, you have to invest the rest of your life, and then you have to spend the money, and you have to look at the faces of others. ”

"Look at people's faces?"

"That's right."

"Look at whose face."

"Look at the banks, look at the developers!"

"Developers? Is it the one who sells the house? Why look at their faces. ”

"Because people take the money, they have your house in their hands. A merchant who received money became the buyer's uncle! ”

"That's it?"

"That's it! You have to pay 30% of the interest to buy it at a higher price! ”

"Then I'm not a shit?"

"That's right, buying a house now is cheap. How many people still can't ask for it. ”

Bu Zhaozhao frowned, she couldn't have imagined this situation anyway.

"In our day, we would also give land to farmers."

"In our time and age, it is touching for farmers to have enough to eat."

"No one to help them?"

"I helped, why didn't I help. Give them a lofty title, and give them a song of the hardships of life. The rest will be sorted out on their own. ”

"There's not an acre left in that house?"

"A hundred flats at most! Just 100 flats! ”

"The basement ......"

Chen Qing was silent for a while, and his brain hurt a little: "I'll think about it again...... If you buy an old villa in the suburbs of Bhangshan...... Maybe it's available. ”

But beside Chen Qing, Bu Zhaozhao's expression was a little gloomy.

"More than 100 years have passed, but the person in charge has not changed."

She sighed, but saw Chen Qing laugh sarcastically: "Mankind never learns from the past and history.

Man is just a mammal that is controlled by higher desires. Desire, desire is the biggest driving force. ”