I am forced to roll into a disk star leader

"You know the four imaginary beasts in the physical world, right? Schrödinger's cat, Zeno's tortoise, Laplace beast, and Maxwell's demon."

The girl Qinglingling's voice was a little hoarse, like a yellow bell knocking Yamamoto in place, with a dull expression.

He didn't know why, but the girl who was threatening to kill him just now suddenly started to popularize science seriously.

"Don't understand? Suppose there is an airtight container, we divide it into two parts, and the two parts are connected by a valve. Now there will be a little monster with a pointed horn holding a small fork in front of the valve. It will stare at each A molecule, controlling the state of each molecule, thereby bringing a chaotic gas into an ordered state."

Talking in a bewitching voice, the girl picked up a pile of colored small wood chips with style, and stacked dominoes as if having a lot of fun. The chaotic wood chips were stacked into complicated shapes.

"But we all know that everything in this universe obeys the law of entropy increase. Without the blessing of work or external energy, things will always go from order to disorder, order to chaos, and the past to the future. This is a one-way line. Road, without exception, like this."

She pushed it lightly, and the dominoes that had been piled up so hard fell to the ground like a kaleidoscope, and the obsessive-compulsive disorder would call for help.

Isamu Yamamoto looked at her with the eyes of a lunatic, but he understood what she meant, just like when youth ages and fades away, a broken vase will not return to its original shape, and a person cannot be resurrected after death, but he doesn't understand her Say what these are for.

"And Maxwell's demon is an existence that can resist the law of entropy increase. Its existence can make disorder become order, chaos become order, and the future goes to the past. Do you understand what I mean?"

What's the meaning?He really didn't understand, but the girl suddenly chuckled, seeming a little distressed.

"Oh, why are you so stupid? I wonder if you made this bomb after all."

Seeing that Isamu Yamamoto didn't answer, the girl sighed and explained to him in a good-tempered manner.

"I'm that Maxwell's demon. I calculate the state of each molecule and control it back to its original state. Of course, this is a scientific statement."

"..."

"No way, I still don't understand? Well, in an unscientific way of saying it, or a little bit of a middle school disease, I can reverse time and space, or control time and space, well, maybe there are other manipulation abilities, but I Haven't researched it yet."

Isamu Yamamoto finally understood, his heart was beating wildly, and he began to break out in cold sweat. The intuition engraved in his genes vaguely told him that this was true, but it was too outrageous, completely contrary to the three views of human beings and science common sense.

He couldn't help but screamed out: "You are crazy!"

But in the next second, he froze on the spot, and the girl in the black hood took out another object from his cardboard box, which was the bomb he had already assembled.

She held it in her hand and swayed it gently, before throwing it away high, as if the thing in her hand was not a bomb, but something like a sandbag.

Yamamoto swallowed hard, "You, don't you want to die with me?"

?Unexpectedly, the girl gave him a funny look, and the bomb in her hand instantly turned into a pile of raw materials, just like the previous bomb.

This was simply beyond his cognition, and Isamu Yamamoto's eyes widened in shock.

However, the girl didn't know what to think of, and the breath all over her body suddenly became cold, "To be honest, I thought about how to deal with you after I caught you, how about killing you?"

Yamamoto shuddered.

"That's too cheap for you. It's ridiculous to take revenge on the society because your irrational desires can't be satisfied. How about letting you feel the same pain?"

......

Yamamoto Yugai's eyes widened in horror, like a fish on a chopping board, panting heavily, looking at his intact body, he couldn't help wondering if the self who had just been swallowed by the flames was real. It was intact, but the mental pain could not be eliminated.

Satisfied, the girl made an anonymous call to call the police, then threw the phone aside and prepared to leave.

Yamamoto's teeth were closed tightly, his lowered eyes were full of resentment, the venom was about to soak out, and he muttered to himself, "I won't let you go."

The sharp and cold plastic blade touched his neck, and the girl exerted a little force, and dark red blood dripped out, "If you insist on overreaching, I will kill you right now, or if you want to die again Go through it once."

The mental pain hit again, and the yellowish liquid dripped down his trouser legs.

Yamamoto Yong: "!"

"Huh~ Such a big man still pees his pants, but don't worry, I won't get my hands dirty because of you." The girl shook him away in disgust, and then smiled maliciously, "And you won't remember me."

Ten minutes later, Isamu Yamamoto woke up from a coma. He found himself in a strange room with his hands and feet tied tightly, but he couldn't remember exactly how he got here.

"—Boom, hold still! Police!"

He stared wide-eyed in disbelief, and saw that the door of the room was smashed open, and a few policemen broke in with guns, holding him firmly in place.

Qian Feng hid at the street corner with his arms folded, watching the man being escorted into the ambulance with cold eyes before leaving with a smile, putting on his hood and preparing to walk away.

it is finally over.

However, within two steps, there was a huge sense of fatigue in the soul, as if the strength was exhausted, the eyes went dark, and the brain was forced to enter a state of rest.

Qianfeng supported the street lamp to prevent his brain from being broken, and the last thought he had before closing his eyes was that it would be too bad to eat barbecue.

京都

An old man sits on the lotus platform with stone patterns. This is a courtyard with dry mountains and thin water. In the pool, there are fine white sand and large water lilies. The courtyards are connected by nine complex bridges, which is quite Zen-like.

However, under this lotus platform, countless grotesque creatures are trapped below, like frogs in a well, either looking up at the sky in a daze, or wrestling together to kill each other.

The old man on the lotus platform was wearing a dark bathrobe with a black belt and a wine gourd pinned to his waist. He took a sip and enjoyed the beautiful scenery comfortably.

"Patriarch, we have already investigated the vision that happened in Tokyo two days ago." The young man handed over a letter.

"Oh?" The Zhipi people of the Chanyuan put down the wine gourd and opened the envelope with great interest.

On November [-]th, a strange incident occurred in the area of ​​Mihua Town in Tokyo District. The time of everyone in this area was transferred back to one day before. To be precise, all living things on this land experienced Time was reversed, and along with it, a powerful magic power leaked.

This incident shocked the entire high-level people in the curse world. At first they thought that a special magic spirit was born, but what was unexpected was that the source was actually a human being. Come over, after all, the Wutiao family is on the rise, which has brought a lot of pressure to the Chanyuan family.

"There is good news and bad news."

The person directly next to the Zenyuan raised his head, "What?"

"The person involved in this incident has something to do with our family."

Inside Didan Primary School

Xia Youjie looked at the empty secret base and was slightly distracted. Qianfeng hadn't come to school for four or five days, and if she was sick, she didn't call him. You know, she used to chat with him when she was sick. Complaining non-stop.

Are you angry because of what happened last time?

Well, let him call instead, but when he called, there was still a busy tone on the phone.

The cold electronic sound made him feel restless, what happened?

So he decided to go to the office and ask Qianfeng's head teacher, maybe she would know something.

"Please go slowly, Qian Feng is a good child, I believe she will create very good grades in the new school." Teacher Mei Ya sent a woman away.

new school?Xia Youjie stayed where he was, digesting what the teacher had just said over and over in his mind.

Seeing him standing still, the woman smiled at him, passed by and walked away.

He was silent for a while, then hurriedly rushed out to stop the woman, "Hello, Auntie, my name is Xia Youjie, and I am a friend of Chikaze Jindai, she hasn't come to class these days, what happened? "

The woman organized her words, "Qianfeng is sick and has been transferred to a school in the countryside. She left this morning."

Transferred?

Without even saying a word to him, Xia Youjie clenched his fists, and a soreness welled up in his heart.

"It's cloudy and sunny today..."

Qianfeng opened his eyes and found himself lying on the hospital bed, the air was filled with the smell of disinfectant, and the small TV on the wall was broadcasting Oishi Megumi's weather report.

Her bladder was about to burst, so she hurried to the toilet, and only after she had solved her physical needs did she realize who was the person in the mirror?

Why are you like a ghost!

In fact, it's not that exaggerated. It's just that after lying down for several days, his face was pale, and the blue blood vessels below him could be seen.

Especially under the neck, a red flower grows from the collarbone, the petals are bright red, and the tender stamens are turned out, revealing a coquettish atmosphere.

Qian Feng (shocked face): Which son of a bitch tattooed her while she was asleep? !

But no matter how much she rubbed it, she didn't get it off, and she didn't get off that piece of skin, as if the flower had grown there in the first place.

"I am warning you as a policeman. My sister has nothing to do with you. You have been entangled for a few days. Don't bother him again."

The noise outside is like a vegetable market.

Matsuda Jinpei is having a conversation with two strangely dressed men, whether in terms of behavior or dress, they seem to be characters from the last century.

Qianfeng learned from the dispute between you and me that these two people came from an ancient family in Kyoto.And Qianfeng's father, the deceased husband of the witch's mother, is also from this family, that is, she is now an illegitimate daughter living outside, and the family is now merciful and wants her to go home and enjoy the blessings.

When the two of them saw Qianfeng, they showed expressions of relief.

"Miss is indeed a child of the Chanyuan family, she looks very similar to his father."

"That's right, this black and smooth hair looks like it has inherited the genes of our Zenyuan family."

Qianfeng: "?"

Why are you talking nonsense with your eyes open?Do you think she doesn't know that she picked it up?

She rolled her eyes in respect, watching the two of them being chased away by Jinpei Matsuda.

Chikaze was discharged from the hospital that night, and Matsuda Jinhei admonished her while eating at the dinner table, thinking that the reason why she fainted was because she usually read too much manga, and she might lose her eyesight if she continued to read.

Qianfeng: "Why can everything be blamed on this?"

But the witch mother was uncharacteristically silent.

That night, she told Qian Feng a story about a boy and a girl. The child from the family who was not valued met the girl from commoner background.

Two young boys and girls with lifeless lives admired the starry sky together on that humid summer night, ran wildly in the mountains, listened to frogs and cicadas, picked wild grass wreaths, felt the summer wind, and took risks in a novel world.

"Qianfeng, I tell you this because I want you to make your own judgment."

The Zenyuan family is a very decadent place, but it is not a way to contact another world, in exchange for resources to get what she wants, which means she must be extremely careful.

She can also choose to stay at home. After all, in a society ruled by law, there is still a policeman at home, so it is not that simple for them to get tough.

but......

"Will you be sad if I go?" Qian Feng squeezed the hand of the witch's mother, and stared at her quietly with warm golden eyes. ?

She smiled, "As long as you make the choice that follows your heart, mother will be happy. My Qianfeng is a young eagle, and she will definitely be able to soar in the sky."

Qian Feng chuckled, "What about brother, forget it, brother is an idiot, don't worry about him."

The next day, an old man with white hair and beard stood in front of the torii gate of the shrine. He was wearing a dark yukata, and he looked at Chikaze sharply with eagle-like eyes, as if he was looking at a commodity, whether it was worth it or not. Come to win them over in person.

Qian Feng was not afraid at all, and raised his eyes to look directly at him, "I know what you want to do, but I have a few conditions."

——It may be useful to avoid, but if you face up to the difficulties and dare to look directly at the power of evil in the storm, perhaps the evil will eventually turn into a sharp sword in your hand, creating another vibrant scene.