Chapter Ninety-Seven: Thinking of the World (1)

Thinking about the world (1)

Yang Mingtai knocked lightly on the wooden wall three times, and a round door appeared on the wooden wall, and there were three words written on the door - "Think of the World", and the font was elegant and ethereal. The round door stepped back, about a foot deep, and a crack opened in the middle of the round door, sliding silently to both sides. Yang Mingtai walked in the door, and Li Xiang and Mingshu hurriedly followed.

Behind the door is a light curtain, through the light curtain, there is still a blue sky, white clouds, grass and flowers, and at the end of the line of sight, there is still the towering giant tree. Unlike what I saw before, there was no straight road, and there was no wind blowing through the grass to turn the grass into a sea of flowers. The earth is no longer flat and boundless, there are slopes and undulations, there are silhouettes of mountains in white hats in the north, and the wind brings a faint salty moisture from the south, which is the smell of the sea. There was a clear stream flowing through the meadow, and the murmur of the stream sliding over the pebbles, tapping on the eardrums, and occasionally a sound or two of frogs chirping and insects chirping to the accompaniment. There is a bridge on the stream, and on the south bank of the stream, there are five or six wooden houses, and there is a hut with a fence outside the field to enclose a field, and the ridges are square and square, and on both sides are neatly arranged with all kinds of vegetables and vegetables. Upstream along the stream, there are three Dutch windmills scattered along the banks. The sun had not yet come out, but it had already dyed the eastern sky red, and a full moon was slowly sliding towards the western horizon, and an osmanthus tree could be faintly seen.

"Now you can speak, even if you yell hysterically, 'Think the World' will not exclude you. Seeing the puzzled eyes of his younger brothers and sisters, Yang Mingtai explained: "After walking this road, you have been recognized by the world and become a part of the world. That road, which I call the concentric road, is divided into three levels, the first level requires the same pace, the second level is the same body, and the third level is the same thought. Let me ask you, what was the first thing you saw in the third level?"

Mingshu said that she was walking in the Jianmu forest, and Li wanted to say that it was an endless void. Yang Mingtai plucked a dandelion from the grass, blew it lightly on the side of his mouth, and the seed floated into the distance by parachute. "What I see is what you see in the end. ”

"So you use singing to guide us to a consensus of thought?" Li Xiang asked.

"Yes, as a partner in the future to create a 'think of the world', we must pass the test of the same path, and those who deviate from morality will only cause damage to the world, which is why I didn't give you too many reminders in advance. ”

Mingshu asked, "Will everyone who wants to come in take this road?"

Yang Mingtai shook his head and said: "Other people will have other ways to come in, they can only become a resident if they think about the world." The only people who can be led by me on the same path are like-minded partners. Because being recognized by the world means that you will become a god who wants the world. He waved his arm to the north, and a fiery red maple forest appeared not far away.

"You try it too, with ultra-low frequency waves. He said to Li Xiang.

Li Xiang stared at the maple leaf forest, pointing with one finger, and the maple leaf forest was red with patches of gold in the middle.

"Yes, the color is more layered. Yang Mingtai patted Li Xiang on the shoulder.

Mingshu also tried to point out to the maple leaf forest, but it didn't work, she mimicked the blades of grass under her feet, and there was still no change. Yang Mingtai squatted beside her: "Although you can't create like us, you can try to communicate with them and see the world with their vision." ”

Mingshu stroked the blades of grass with her palm, and the clover mark in the center of her eyebrows lit up, setting off her facial features more delicate and charming. Countless tiny particles of consciousness poured into her sea of consciousness, and they were like extremely tiny tiles, splicing themselves together in her sea of consciousness. The puzzle pieces are getting bigger and bigger, and there are fewer and fewer particles scattered around. When the puzzle is completed, Mingshu feels like a bird in the sky, overlooking this beautiful new world.

Yang Mingtai said to Li Xiang: "Use your ultra-low frequency waves, close your eyes, and you will see more." ”

Li Xiang closed his eyes, and the ultra-low frequency consciousness wave extended outward. Perhaps because he is recognized by the imaginary world, the extension of his consciousness wave is not hindered in any way, just like the stems and vines of climbing plants, spreading wantonly in the imaginary world. He saw the vast ocean, the rushing rivers, the vast forests, the magnificent waterfalls, the barren Gobi and the desert, and even the rudimentary form of the city, all transparent shadows. He learned from Mingshu to communicate with plants with low-frequency waves, and this time he saw the world of colors, but only where plants grow. He had only been away from Earth for a few months, but he felt that many years had passed. Seeing these familiar scenes, I couldn't hide my excitement.

Mingshu withdrew her hand, the mark on her eyebrows had been extinguished, but the obsession and joy on her face could not be hidden. "Is that what your hometown is? She ran up to her eldest brother and put her hands around his neck. "Brother, you're amazing. ”

Yang Mingtai reached out and gently pinched her nose, "It's not my credit alone, and Yu Wan, the two of us are the founders of this world." But the little girl has been stealing for ten years, and she doesn't know when she will be able to return to work. ”

"Isn't this an illusion?" What he had seen was so real that Li Xiang had the illusion of traveling back to Earth, and he was a little incredulous.

"Illusions only exist on Tongxin Road. Although the world is conceived, it is real. A redbud tree grew in front of Yang Mingtai, full of gentle purple, and Yang Mingtai picked one and inserted it in Mingshu's hair. "I want the world to be successfully built, thanks to the energy stored in this branch, the prototype of this world is also built by Yu Wan, I am just a horse boy who can help a little. However, over the years, the boss has run away, and Ma Tsai has grown. ”

"Why do you build the world based on your hometown?"

"Whether you believe it or not, in the memories of Ju Ji and Yu Wan, there are blue skies, white clouds and laurels. This memory is innate, as if it is engraved in the genes. ”

"Could it be that Jianmu was really planted by the Yellow Emperor in Jiuqiu?" Li thought of the myth that Ming Shu had told, and felt more and more incredible.

"I can't explain what I can't explain, and what I can't explain is that Bai Ze, the legendary ancient beast in my hometown, appeared in Wufu. Your fourth brother Zhou Lin asked him, but Bai Ze couldn't tell why he came to Jiuqiu, he only knew that his mission was to protect Jianmu. Another example, although there are countless races in Jiuqiu, almost all of the people who come from their hometowns are yellow-skinned and black-haired Han Chinese, and you rarely see blonde and blue-eyed foreigners, and even if there are, they are all from within China. Yang Mingtai put his arm around Li Xiang's shoulder: "There are many things we can't explain, so don't think about it, you just need to know that it exists, you don't need to think about why it exists, and if you think too much, you're asking for trouble." Let's go, I'll show you around. ”

Mingshu formed her hands into a trumpet shape: "Think about the world, how are you?" Infected by Mingshu's emotions, Li Xiang also shouted: "Think about the world, we are here." ”

Walking across the small bridge over the stream, the door of a hut on the south bank of the stream was opened, and a little brown-haired boy appeared at the door, and he ran towards it, "Daddy, Seventh Aunt, Ninth Uncle." Sean waved his hand as he ran.

"Sean, no wonder I didn't see him, he was hiding here. Mingshu also waved her hand, ran to Sean, ran to him, Mingshu put her hands under the boy's armpits, lifted it up, and threw the boy into the air, when the boy fell, Mingshu caught it with the crook of her arm.

Sean was a little dissatisfied with being thrown away, and he muttered, "Auntie, I'm already a big child." ”

Mingshu smiled and put Sean on the ground, reached out and pinched his nose, obviously, many of Mingshu's small movements were inherited from his eldest brother. "Hey, don't you wear a blindfold?"

"After Sean entered the world of thought, the prophecy technique has improved rapidly, and now he can switch between prophecy and non-prophecy states with ease, you look at his right eye. Yang Mingtai came behind Mingshu.

Mingshu looked at Sean and saw that the color of his right eye had also turned light brown.

"Daddy, I've been waiting for you all day. Sean was a little dissatisfied. Yang Mingtai stepped forward and hugged Sean, Sean did not resist this time, and put one hand around Yang Mingtai's neck, and it could be seen that the boy was very attached to Yang Mingtai.

Yang Mingtai pinched Sean's nose: "Yes, now the predictable time has been increased to one day." ”

"Daddy, why do you and your aunt like to pull other people's noses?" Sean was a little dissatisfied this time.

"Your aunt learned from your father. Mingshu answered very simply, and then she turned her words and pointed at her eldest brother, "Brother, you are really eccentric." ”

Yang Mingtai knew that his sister was dissatisfied with bringing her into the world of thought now, and he smiled: "My own son, of course, it hurts a little more." ”

"Doesn't my sister have to hurt?"

"I promise, if you're the same age as Sean, I'll love you a little more. ”

Ten meters away from Sean's hut, there was an equally exquisite cabin, Yang Mingtai pushed open the door, and a cold air rushed to his face, like a dog day into the dense forest. The space inside the cottage is much larger than the outside, more than 1,000 square meters. The ground is occupied by a variety of crystal clear flowers and plants, leaving only a passage for one person to pass. At the end of the passage was an oval-shaped transparent water bubble, just like the hut of Yanhe, in the bubble, the dense ultra-low frequency consciousness wave had condensed into a liquid state, and a crystal flower shook gently, already more than a foot high.

"Is it so tall?" the name was given by Ming Shu, who was less than ten centimeters old when he first brought him out of the wilderness oasis of Chiwang.

"The first few months are the things that he's growing the fastest, and then he's going to grow slower and slower. ”

"When will he be able to transform?" Li Xiang asked, grateful and apologetic to Yin and him, so he was especially looking forward to the growth of his heir.

"It will take a thousand years to transform. ”

"So long?" Mingshu and Li Xiang were both a little disappointed, Mingshu thought more: "In the future, I think that the world will be open to ordinary people, will he be unsafe here." ”

Yang Mingtai touched Mingshu's head, "Don't worry, I'm thinking about the world, I don't want to, no one can open this room." ”

Sean's eyes were fixed on his daddy's hand, and he thought to himself that his aunt's movements had really been learned from daddy.