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Cheng Qianren thought, can this kind of thing be used to?But the other party seemed to be in some kind of wonderful state, with a peaceful expression, bathed in the light of the black pagoda Buddha, showing peace from the inside out.

Clearly in a passive and dangerous situation, Gu Xuejiang reconciled with the world.

Cheng Qianren told him the rules of climbing the tower, worried: "The black tower has nine hundred and ninety steps on each floor, nine days and nights, can you do it?"

Gu Xuejiang raised her eyebrows: "Ten days, can you do it?"

Cheng Qianren cursed and laughed too.

Over the years, they have been busy on their respective battlefields, getting together and leaving in a hurry.Right now is not the right time to talk, the devil is still outside, and Lin Duzhi is still on the tower.

Cheng Qianren returned to the tea table under the tree, brushed off his robe and sat down.

"Let's begin."

Bo Xun: "Please."

Cheng Qianren decided to tell a story.Of course the beginning was difficult because of the frequent questions from the audience.

"Once upon a time, there was a... Let's call it 'Utopia' temporarily. There were no demons and alien beasts, and humans were the only high-level intelligent life. People there never stopped looking outside. The universe is boundless, and there are always other races... "

Bo Xun showed suspicion: "There are no demons?"

Cheng Qianren said helplessly: "People like you are going to be sent for dissection and research. People there have bones and blood vessels, but no martial arteries, and there is no aura between heaven and earth. Or there is aura, but it belongs to unrecognized dark matter and cannot be used by people. , so everyone is an ordinary person. There are no practitioners, no beasts, and no demons." Seeing Bo Xun frowning, he added, "I tried my best, try to understand."

The devil wanted to ask what dark matter is, but he nodded benevolently.

"An ideal country with only human races, interesting."

Cheng Qianren was surprised that the other party accepted this setting so easily.After all, in this world, humans and demons are against each other, and it is not too much to say that there is a sea of ​​blood and deep hatred.

Bo Xun knew what he was thinking.

"Actually, the earliest demons, just like me, lived a long life and didn't hate humans, but liked your rituals, music and paintings."

Cheng Qianren was silent. There is no historical record of the period when humans and demons coexisted peacefully.

The weather was fine and there was plenty of time, and Bo Xun talked about it suddenly: "But the low-level demons need to eat flesh and blood to survive, and the cold waves in the snowy area are irregular, with intervals of 40, [-] or [-] years. At that time, the demons will feel hungry. At the coldest time, the snowfield Not even a snow deer survived, so they had to go out to look for food and eat people. Humans are not tasty at all, the meat is sour and the bones are hard. There is no way, they are already very hungry, and they cannot be picky eaters or pursue taste.

"Not only demons cannibalize people, but also people cannibalize people. People also eat strange beasts. I can't bear it when it's my turn to be eaten? You have lived in peace for too long. Survival is very difficult. Don't take it for granted... maybe in your life In the utopia of the world, it should be taken for granted."

"No. War, aggression, disease, and poverty are many of them." Cheng Qianren looked at the undulating line of the snow-capped mountains not far away, "Human nature is to conquer. See the sea to drive the sea, see the mountain to climb the mountain. See the continent, unify the continent, and see the starry sky , to the starry sky. So where there are people, there will be battles, and the battles will never stop.

"I'm curious, why didn't you try to dominate the mainland. In the words of the human race, you conquer by yourself and expand the territory."

"Because that's too boring. There is sea outside the continent, there is sky outside the sky, three thousand worlds, and a boundless universe. I am here to unify the world, but what is the difference between being a village chief and being a village head in the vast universe for a long time? "The devil said casually:

"I was born with supreme magical power, and all intelligent life knows this. I don't need to rely on conquest, to boast of force and enjoy awe."

Cheng Qianren pointed out, "Maybe it's because you are restricted."

The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. Under the rules of this world, in other words, the greater the ability, the greater the restriction.After he broke through the Star Reaching Platform, he became more sensitive to the world, and at the same time, the world was always watching him.

The Demon King drank another cup and admitted frankly: "Yes. From the great starry sky to the weak human race, they all tried their best to restrict me. Your sages laid formations in important areas. In addition to protection, they can also self-destruct. The whole city blows up to the sky. Let's all die together."

Cheng Qianren: "We seem to be digressing."

Bo Xun: "Sorry, you continue."

Cheng Qianren went on to say: "The protagonist of the story, Cheng San, lives in a peaceful city-state. His family is ordinary, and he has no special talents, neither good nor bad..."

Bo Xun: "I want to hear the hero as the protagonist, at least he must be a monarch."

"There are not so many heroes and saviors, most of them are ordinary people."

Bo Xun looked into his eyes: "Aren't you? Everyone says you are."

"In the face of disasters and difficulties, people need spiritual sustenance. Without me, there will be others." Cheng Qianren had to remind again, "You can't interrupt me anymore."

They made a rule that when Cheng Qianren started to tell, the Demon King was not allowed to ask questions.All the questions were kept in mind, and they were asked at sunset. Cheng Qianren thought about it all night, and answered at sunrise the next day.

"You don't know how many days you can live, maybe you will die in the next moment, then there will never be an answer to my question?"

Cheng Qianren said with a blank expression, "Let us pray together and wish me a longer life."

Bo Xun raised his glass: "Live forever, live forever."

The shadow of the sun moves westward, the white snow mountain shines with golden light, and the shadows of the Bodhi tree and the black pagoda are infinitely elongated.With Cheng San as the main character, the extremely boring and turbulent journey to the Utopia is coming to an end.

The Demon King, who was full of worries, finally let out a long sigh of relief: "I can ask questions now."

His questions have little to do with the protagonist's experience.I am more concerned about the technological means in the story, such as how people explore outer space, which caused Cheng Qianren a headache, and decided to start with basic physics tomorrow.

The last golden afterglow of the setting sun disappeared into the sky, he thought, it was time for Gu Xuejiang to climb the pagoda.

The devil got up and left the table, and walked towards the black tower. While stretching his arms, the wings appeared happily behind his back: "Congratulations, you lived a day."

The sky is getting dark, and the night wind is howling.The charcoal fire in the small furnace at the tea table was extinguished, and a little smoke and dust disappeared with the wind.

Cheng Qianren stepped out of the luxuriant branches of the Bodhi tree, and saw the shining stars covering the sky, extending to the undulating iceberg line.The snow-covered starry sky is lofty and vast, and it is more shocking than that on the star picking platform.

He watched it in the middle of the night, and felt no difference.

The starry sky is always beautiful, tolerant, compassionate, and indifferent.Just like life on earth is always small, selfish, and struggling to survive.

It's the same everywhere.

Fragments of past and present life intertwined and flashed, which made him feel extremely absurd.

I actually want to be here to teach the devil about basic physics.

As dawn approached, there was a burst of singing from the pagoda: "Bodhi is unbearable, and the wind and snow lock the tower..."

Gu Xuejiang knocked on the window with a bong, and sang to the beat.Celebrating the first night of climbing the tower.

Cheng Qianren smiled.

On the high tower, candles are brightly lit.

The moonlight fell through the glazed roof and fell on the body of the Buddha in white clothes. He stood by the window, but his sight was blocked by the bodhi tree.

A little white fingertip touched the window.

The glazed window trembled very slightly, lighter than the flapping of a butterfly's wings.

Bo Xun approached him from behind and whispered, "What are you thinking?"

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