Lost Narrative Poetry

"Then did you give him any money?"

Xia Ran asked, seemingly interested.

"It's all a joke..." The girl waved her hand, "Do you think I am such a stupid person?"

"Yes, even though I know you are not me, and you are not like me at all, but if you are really that stupid, I have to think about how to hide this dark history..." Xia Ran thought for a while, and seemed to have something to say He nodded thoughtfully, but what he said was a bit alarmist.

"Huh? What are you talking about? I'm not you, I'm not like you..." Xia Ran couldn't quite understand the meaning of this sentence, but she felt a chill for no reason.

Is this some kind of psychological talk?

Want to arouse your curiosity through mysterious words so that you can regain the initiative? No, no, I can't be fooled so easily. As her thoughts flashed, this girl felt that she understood the key.

"It's nothing." The young monk shook his head at the girl, showed a kind smile, and then said seriously as if changing the subject, "Are you really not thinking about it anymore? The future direction of this world depends on you. In a moment of thought..."

"Hmm...Master, you are really thick-skinned. Even though I have seen through it, can you still continue to cheat as if nothing happened?" The girl showed a subtle expression, and her eyes instantly switched to Contempt mode, but in addition to contempt, there is also a hint of admiration.

it is as expected!

This funny liar hasn't given up yet, and is still planning to continue to deceive her. He doesn't even plan to change his funny deception. He plans to continue using it even after it was exposed... This is because he has too much confidence in his own IQ. Or are you underestimating her IQ?

"Whatever you see through, it's just what you think. I didn't admit it."

Xia Ran shook her head again, with a tone of "I don't want you to feel, I want what I feel."

The girl almost laughed out loud, what's this? Justifiable gangster logic? As long as you don't admit that you are cheating, then it is not cheating?

But she didn't change her mind because of this. After all, this kind of deception was really old-fashioned. If she could be deceived like this, she would feel sorry for her own intelligence... She raised her fair and slender wrist and glanced at it. Ran pretended to suddenly realize that it was getting late:

"Oh, it's already this point, and I have to prepare to go back... So that's it this time, Master, bye now."

"..."

"..."

The young monk silently glanced at the girl's white wrist, which was as smooth as jade and as smooth as grease. But the point was not that, but that there was no watch at all on the wrist.

To take back the preamble, in a sense, she is still very much like myself in some aspects...

He seemed to smile helplessly, and didn't say anything else. He just clasped his hands together and nodded lightly: "In that case, you can go ahead, but I have already made a choice. It’s just that you gave up on your own initiative, so it’s up to me to arrange the world, no problem..."

"Okay, okay, it's up to you, Master."

Sure enough, you still don't want to give up, or do you think you can't get off the stage, so you can only hold on and pretend to be stupid? Xia Ran didn't know what was going on, but she didn't care. She just waved her hand politely and prepared to slip away.

I've talked enough with this stranger. If it weren't for the holiday now, most of the students have left school, and the teaching building is empty, then everyone would have been watched by now... Maybe, There will also be some strange rumors.

"Xiaoran, why haven't you left yet? What are you doing here?"

At this time, a familiar crisp voice came from behind.

Xia Ran was stunned for a moment, then looked back and saw a girl with a single ponytail, wearing a blue and white school uniform similar to her own, walking down the stairs with a thick stack of exercises in her arms. .

Although she is wearing an old-fashioned style, it seems to be a uniform school uniform across the country, but as the saying goes, good-looking people look good in anything, including a sack. This girl is no exception. Her clear eyes behind her glasses are just right. He expressed a hint of doubt and looked at his friend strangely.

Is Xiaoran waiting for herself?

Probably not, after all, she is not such a conscientious person.

"Of course I'm not waiting for you. I just saw this very interesting liar... very interesting master, so I had a chat with him..." Xia Ran really didn't care about her friend's mood at all, and said casually He explained, saying that he was indeed not waiting for the other party.

The girl didn't care. After all, she already knew Xia Ran's temperament. She just looked at the air next to the latter with confusion and frowned: "What master?"

"That's it...Huh? Where is the person?"

The girl turned her head to look, only to find that the young monk who was beside her just now had long since disappeared. Suddenly, her brain was unable to react, and her whole body froze.

"Wait a minute, he was still talking to me just now! He was standing right next to me. Sissi, you must have seen it just now, right? How could he disappear all of a sudden?"

She couldn't understand at all that she was still looking at the liar monk just now, and Sissi only saw her after walking down the stairs and turning the corner, and said hello to her, and it was only then that she noticed , then turned to look in the direction of the stairs...

There's no reason why Sissi can't see the person next to her!

And where could he hide in such a short period of time?

It was just a high school girl who stared blankly at the long empty corridor, feeling like she couldn't figure anything out and her mind was blank.

"What the hell, there's no one there. When I came down, I only saw you..." The girl known as Sissi frowned slightly again, but then she seemed to understand something, and something appeared on her pretty face. A trace of annoyance, "Xiaoran, stop making trouble, you clearly know that what I am most afraid of is ghost stories, why do you always scare me like this..."

"A ghost story?"

Xia Ran was stunned for a moment, and after she realized what she was doing, she opened her mouth, but couldn't explain it, not only because she didn't know how to explain it, but also because she felt an inexplicable chill.

She subconsciously turned her head to look outside the building, feeling that the entire city, or the entire world, suddenly felt unreal under the dusk sky...

Even the afterglow of the setting sun, at this moment...

Everything seems to be getting weird.

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"There is no other way. Let me, little monk, adjust the energy balance of this planet. Saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda... There are seven billion people on this planet. With my merits, little monk, I will definitely be able to build a seven-level pagoda." A tower to the sky..."

At the same time, the demon Buddha clone dressed in black has left the city. His steps seem to be leisurely and leisurely, with a sense of slowness, but it is like the earth is supporting him to move forward. With one step, there are thousands of people. The distance in miles——

Even if someone passed by him, he would not know it at all, just like it is difficult for ordinary people to accurately feel the flow of air around him, and he simply left the second-tier coastal city in a few steps and came to the world. Rooftop, Tibetan Plateau.

The blue sky stretches as far as the eye can see, and the snow-covered mountains are like jade dragons coiling above the earth. The white snow on the peaks reflects pure light under the slanting sunlight.

With an altitude of more than 4,000 meters and the highest mountain range in the world, this is the last hope for mankind on this planet. In Xia Ran's vision of the future, this place will be selected to begin a series of top-secret projects in about half a year.

That's Project Ark.

China leads the construction and is responsible for production, while other governments provide necessary raw materials and manpower measures to ensure the normal progress of the Ark Project. During this period, various countries will continue to stage various conflicts. Today you provoke me, and tomorrow I will fight back against you...

The main purpose is to maintain the normal operation of human society, attract the attention of the people, and ensure that the vast majority of people are kept in the dark and think that the world is still the same world. Only in this way can production and social order be maintained unaffected.

Secretly, the governments of various countries have already reached a consensus. While cooperating with the performance, they tacitly promote the secret development of the Ark Project, and use the last time to transfer various resources.

Frankly speaking, this is not a wrong choice, because if we don't hide it, mankind will first complete the process of self-destruction before the end of the world actually comes. Because no one can be sure how much evil will erupt in people's hearts when the most desperate disaster strikes.

But as for the final result, it is also difficult to describe. The vast majority of people who maintain stable social production and create various productivity and values ​​can be said to have supported the Ark Project from beginning to end, but until the disaster strikes, they still He didn't know anything, but was abandoned like this...

But that is something that will happen in the future. Even countries around the world have not yet truly determined the information about the end of the world.

Because this process is a process of boiling frogs in warm water, the closer to the end of time, the more frequent and violent the various disasters will be, eventually showing a blowout phenomenon, completely exceeding the upper limit of the earth's own balance system, causing the entire natural ecosystem to All completely collapsed.

But before that, some precursor phenomena were relatively mild, and it was difficult to tell how they were different from normal disaster phenomena. This kind of thing happened every year.

"The Ark Plan wastes money and people, and is meaningless. As expected, the monk has to take action to save all sentient beings..."

Under the blue sky, the monk in black walked calmly on the quiet snowy plateau. This time he slowed down and covered a distance of only a few thousand meters in one step. He did not miss the mark in a few steps like before. The child has stepped outside the earth.

On the mountain peak not far away, with his eyesight, he could easily see a lonely temple standing on it.

"That's it."

Xia Ran is not a picky person and does not intend to continue looking for other temples. Anyway, this temple seems to have a big bell.

It’s hard to imagine how in such a bitter cold place, in a world of ice and snow at extremely high altitudes, how those ascetic monks built a simple temple on the top of the snow-capped mountains, and also cast such a big bell... But Just suitable for Xia Ran's use.

His original idea was to find a relatively famous temple in the country and send a signal to the people of this world... However, after thinking about it seriously, he rejected such an idea. After all, he is a very good person. A kind-hearted person who is willing to consider others and is unwilling to cause trouble to others because of his own reasons.

After taking a few steps to the top of the snow mountain, Xia Ran's figure was not seen by anyone in the temple. Although he did not deliberately hide his arrival, it was mainly because the ascetics were doing their morning and evening homework in the temple at this time. The sound of chanting is heard.

The sound was not loud enough and not neat. It seemed like everyone was reciting their own scriptures.

But it has an unspeakable charm. It is a hoarse voice that is truly devoted to devout faith. The messy chanting sounds also seem to have a touch of Zen at this moment.

If you are a true Buddhist, at this time, you will probably stop, listen quietly, and feel the beauty of this moment from your heart. After all, this is Buddhism and this is faith!

It's a pity that the Demon Buddha clone is not the kind of Buddha that ordinary people know, and he is not practicing Buddhism, but himself, so he doesn't stop at all, but walks straight to the back of the simple temple, where stands a similar temple. A simple pavilion with a big bell hanging inside.

when--! !

After the last trace of the afterglow is about to sink into the horizon, the moment night falls in the snowy area, a sudden and majestic bell rings!

The extremely solemn bell echoed in the quiet mountains, breaking the silence in an instant, as if it made the entire world that had just fallen asleep wake up directly.

The chanting in the temple in front stopped abruptly. Many of them were dressed in red and had skinny figures. I don’t know if they were really old and frail, or if they were suffering from the vicissitudes of life due to years of being tortured in the windy and snowy world. The monks subconsciously He opened his eyes and looked around in shock.

They looked at each other, but found that there were not many people in the temple... So who ran out to ring the bell at this time?

when--! !

Dang-dang-! !

The bell did not stop. It rang one after another, getting louder and louder, and the authorities were confused. It not only rippled in the mountains, but spread and spread to the vast world beyond, and finally spread throughout the entire planet at the same time. The surface resounded.

It was as if the entire world's atmosphere was vibrating in sync with the roar, like a divine symphony.

It's just that human perception cannot cover the entire planet. Their vision and hearing are too limited, so they cannot detect this phenomenon immediately. Therefore, no matter in any country, any city, or any place in the world, In the corner, everyone raised their heads in astonishment and looked around blankly.

They didn't know where the bell sounded suddenly, and they subconsciously thought it must be somewhere nearby.

Even the national institutions were not able to react immediately because the incident happened too suddenly and hastily. Most people were still at a loss. Out of experience, they thought it was where they were. How could someone suddenly ring a bell nearby? The first thing I realized was “something happened”, “this is a world-class phenomenon” and so on.

It will probably take different regions and even countries to confirm the information with each other before they realize that this phenomenon is unusual.

The bells rang one after another, resounding in the atmosphere. Some people felt bored and annoyed and couldn't stand such harassment, but others felt the tranquil and far-reaching artistic conception. Unknowingly, their emotions seemed to become a blur. Calmed down.

But no matter what, it is an unmistakable fact that all people in the world heard the bell at the same time.

And their state of mind was also affected by the sound of the bell. This is also true. At this moment, the bell seemed to have turned into an invisible medium. Through a specific and common sound frequency, it struck deeply into the souls of seven billion people. In their minds, an abnormal band was also inserted into their brain waves.

At this moment, a monster from outside the realm of the universe, a clone of Mo Buddha, personally performed a small operation.

The object of the surgery is...human brain waves;

The number of objects is... seven billion.

Start at the same time, proceed at the same time, end at the same time, complete success.

I don't know how long it took, but the bell finally disappeared, but the lingering sound still seemed to linger in everyone's ears. The demonic Bodhisattva on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau has put down his bell and pestle, raised his head and stared at the boundless sky.

In his field of vision, he could see invisible rays of light overflowing quietly like stars, rising in countless numbers on the surface of the planet, first converging into streams, then converging into rivers, and finally turning into mighty waves. A vast ocean.

It is the sublimation of the will of the ant colony, the sea of ​​collective unconsciousness of all mankind.

The prototype of Alaya...