Chapter 454

Ling Ping'an holds his cat and bypasses the stone arch bridge. Then he walks to the east of the bridge.

This should be out of the scope of the imperial capital.

The cell phone signal is a little bad.

Fortunately, the road is in good condition, and there are street lights all the time.

Although the brightness is not high, it often goes out for no reason.

But with the help of the moonlight, it is unimpeded.

All the way East, along a Qingshi Road, about 300 meters.

Ling Ping'an saw a flowing river.

It's dry season, so the river is very gentle.

Not far away, there is a pedestrian dike.

The river flowed out of the hole under the dam.

The clatter of water is especially pleasant on this winter night.

Unfortunately, it's not summer.

Otherwise, it would be wonderful to take a walk here.

Frogs, water, cicadas

If the moon were bigger, it would be better.

The idea of a move, the moon is really bright a point, fell on the ground, such as frost.

Even the dam can be seen clearly.

It's a very narrow dyke.

I don't know if it was built for flood control or diversion?

In short, the small dam, across the river.

Dimly, the water splashed from the hole under the dam.

Looking at it in peace, the spirit felt relaxed and happy.

As a liberal arts student, he couldn't help thinking of Tao Yuanming.

"It's not my wish to be rich. The emperor's hometown can't be expected. When I ascend Donggao, I will write poems with the help of Shuxiao and linqingliu

He sighed in a low voice: "maybe it was on such a night that Tao Yuanming saw through all kinds of things in the world."

He also likes this kind of life and attitude.

What is money? What is the emperor?

The most important thing for me to be happy is to take care of the wind from southeast to northwest!

So he couldn't help humming.

A song that seems to have been heard somewhere.

"My body has been sleeping for thousands of years, waking up from dead branches and rotten leaves..."

"It's the Nightingale's bleak sigh..."

"Untie the spell..."

As he sang.

Take off!

Bursts of breeze, gently stroking the river, blowing leaves Shalala.

Far away, the owl's call, continuous.

Bleak, bleak, terrifying.

However, Lingping is unheard of, and even very happy.

Because there are so many owls here, it means that environmental protection is well done.

Humming this song I don't know when I heard, Ling Ping'an came to the dam.

The dam is very narrow. Only recently did I find that the road on the dam only allows one person to pass through.

In some places, they can only barely put down their feet.

"Who built it?" The spirit is looking at it safely, unable to help Tucao: "how can I make complaints about this narrow?"

Meow!

The kitten in his arms, barking softly.

So, in front of a trance, that just very narrow dam, unexpectedly all of a sudden a lot of spacious.

"I see flowers?" Ling Ping'an scratched his head.

He tried to go up, the dam is very strong, his feet on the hard concrete, very solid!

In the hole below, gurgling water is flowing.

Ling Ping'an nodded: "it seems that I am just dazzled!"

"I'll tell you, who has no conscience to build such a dam?"

Just at this time, the alarm clock he set went off.

"It's eleven o'clock!" Ling Ping'an said, "the cross slope is said to be after midnight, especially fierce!"

"Then I'll come back after twelve o'clock!"

So he sat down and sat on the dam, his feet shaking gently.

Quiet winter night, no one river.

Breeze gently blowing in the river, the moon like water, sprinkled on the river.

Shimmering, rippling with countless light points.

For a time, Ling Ping'an was a little crazy.

He likes such a night!

So he went on humming the song.

"Who seals the forgotten sword, chasing the sound of the flute and the horse's hooves..."

"Find you..."

"The most glorious sacrifice is the fate of the hero!"

"At the moment of wielding the sword, my heart was crying..."

"Wu Wu Wu..."

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Zhang Hui looks at the monitor.

He swallowed, under the high-definition lens of the drone.

The dam of Wuding River, in silence, from a narrow dam for only one person to enter and leave, expanded more than twice in an instant.All this was accomplished in less than a second.

He's going to take pictures, slow down, slow down.

Finally, he saw clearly how all this happened.

The man stood on the Bank of the river, looking at the dam in the moonlight.

Last second, there was some dim moonlight, in this second, suddenly bright.

The dark clouds in the sky disperse, and the moon, which is close to the full moon, hangs alone in the sky and sprinkles the moonlight.

The world suddenly opened up.

And the dyke in the river has been changing from time to time.

Zhang Hui clearly saw that the moonlight falling on the dam suddenly solidified like fine sand.

And then, like an order.

The fine sand quickly mixes with the surrounding material.

So

The dyke is getting bigger.

But

Had it not been for the camera, Zhang Hui would not have believed that the dam was so big.

Look at all this.

Zhang Hui only felt that her heart beat faster and her breathing became very heavy.

"He Is he so powerful? "

In less than a second, we expanded and built a dam from scratch.

Such miracles only appear in myths and legends.

And the myth of creation!

According to the legend of the cross religion in Qin and Lu dynasties, the God created the world.

He said there would be light, and there was light.

, and this as like as two peas or more brilliant.

He said there was a way, so there was a way.

Moreover, if Zhang Hui is right, then this dam is made of moonlight!

Using light as raw material, build a material dam in a flash.

Zhang Hui didn't know if other gods could do it.

But he understood that it was against the rules of physics.

Conservation of energy and conservation of mass and energy, in his hands, like toys, are operated at will!

And

It all happened in silence.

"This He is telling us... "

"Can he really turn stone into gold?"

Zhang Hui can't help guessing.

Turning stone into gold is the most common method used by immortals in legend.

However, after the recovery of Reiki, people soon know that the so-called "common techniques" may be more complicated and terrifying than they think!

Because

It is found that perhaps the concentration of the whole world's psionic power and other energy sources may not make a gram of stone into gold!

Therefore, turning stone into gold has been listed as the first-class supernatural power of Taoist and Buddha.

And it's a magic power!

Now, in Zhang Hui's eyes, this one is obviously telling him - you guessed right, brother is as supreme as you imagined!

Zhang Hui was silent.

But he came back and looked at the one in the monitor. Suddenly he stopped and sat on the dam, holding his cat. He didn't know what he was waiting for?

Looking up, Zhang Hui looks at the clock on the wall.

It's eleven in the evening.

An absurd idea floated from Zhang Huixin.

"He's waiting for the cross to wake up?"

"Why?"

Zhang Hui asked.

"With his great power, I want to wake up the cross slope, but with a little effort..."

"Why did he choose to wait here?"

Suddenly, Zhang Hui thought of a hypothesis put forward by an expert in her think tank.

"He may be a very disciplined being!"

"Because all kinds of signs show that to a certain extent, he follows the existing rules of the world..."

"For example, he never broke any law..."

"According to the investigation, he has no criminal or illegal record..."

However, after this hypothesis was put forward, it was overturned.

Because it's impossible!

The existence of such a person can subvert the supremacy of the rules by raising one's hand.

How can you care about all kinds of vulgarity?

Zhang Hui also shook her head and threw the idea out of her mind: "impossible! It's ridiculous

Will he obey the common rules?

You're kidding!

Do elephants care about the system in the ant nest?

I don't like it. I've broken my nest!

So

Can only be, another deep meaning!

"It must be!" Zhang Hui said that he continued to watch the monitoring, meticulously and attentively.

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Chu Wen stood in front of the stone arch bridge which must pass through the cross slope.

He waited carefully.

From time to time looking at the mobile phone."It's more than eleven o'clock..."

"He's not coming, is he?"

"Surely he won't come!"

But he was afraid to leave.

Because

He doesn't want to die!

If the people of Luming villa die on the cross slope, the black guards will investigate and find out.

In particular, he told Lu Xian about it.

Although Lu Xian has a good relationship with him, he often gets together.

But

If he committed a crime, Chu Wen knew that he would be prosecuted under the reward of the black guards!

This is the world!

Don't look at it. Usually we all boast together and say, "how about the eagle dogs of the imperial court?" "we should unite.".

But it's time.

It is the people who tell the news about the eagle dogs in the imperial court that Chu Wen knows this because he is such a person.

Judge others by yourself.

If something like this happened to Lu Xian, the black guards began to investigate and offered hundreds or even thousands of rewards.

I'm sorry

The deer show was sold directly.

Therefore, he did not dare to walk, and could only hold on here.

Even now by the bridge, it's getting colder and colder.

The wind whimpered and brought a more shrill cat cry.

The low roar of the owl in the forest is more and more terrifying.

It makes people tremble.

His psychic sense was shivering.

This means that things on the cross slope are getting ready to wake up.

When they wake up

Ghosts travel at night, and evil spirits swarm.

Maybe, there will be evil people who will slip out of the cross slope and meet him here.

But

Compared to sneaky and sneaky.

The black guard is undoubtedly a little more terrifying.

After all, it's not necessary to lose your life in the face of evil and sneaky things.

However, if there are ordinary people because of his death, cross slope.

Once found out by the black guards.

There is no doubt that he will die!

The transcendent of the federal Empire has witnessed countless examples in the past two hundred years.

At that time, the pessimism school was at its zenith. The four deacons in the school were all generals standing at the top of the extraordinary.

There are a lot of strange skills, even the general can curse to death!

And then what?

When the black guards find out that their skills are at the cost of civilian lives.

Immediately made a decision: exterminate!

And it's killing at all costs!

We will not accept any suppression of surrender and compromise!

Eight Generals died in order to destroy the school of weariness of victory!

Even the then commander in chief of the black guards was seriously injured and died soon afterwards.

But

They have kept their promise!

Say kill your family, kill your family!

The school of pessimism was wiped out from the land of the federal empire!

Even if they fled to Nanyang and hid in the mountains, they were all found one by one.

This pursuit has lasted for a hundred years and is still going on today.

Those imperial eagle dogs, as long as they find traces of the school of weariness and victory, will follow them like mad dogs!

In the words of today's governor: today, you and I must die!

So

Chu Wen didn't dare to go. He had to hold on here.

Hoo

There seems to be something overhead.

Chu Wen raised his head and saw a rotorcraft flying over his head.

"Military drones?"

He recognized it at a glance.

Even he knows the model.

"Guangmu-a" unmanned rotor reconnaissance aircraft.

It's the standard configuration for the Imperial Army and special operations forces.

The black guards also often use it to perform reconnaissance and search tasks.

The drone hovers overhead, spinning, high-definition cameras, taking pictures.

Chu Wen saw that, with a bitter smile, he waved to the drone.

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"Life is to prove the trace of love..."

"Fire, greater life after burning!"

"The purpose of killing is to praise the magnificence before the destruction..."

"Night is wolf's deep eyes..." The low voice of singing reverberates on the quiet river.

Lonely young man, holding a kitten, sitting on the dam.

The legs are shaking gently.

The river is rippling under my feet.

The light on the screen of his mobile phone illuminated his face.

Now, it's half past eleven."Waiting for the dawn alone..." He hummed, over and over again.

At the same time, I found this song on the Internet.

Unfortunately, nothing was found.

After inputting the lyrics, the retrieved contents are all inexplicable.

Or a sentence in a novel, or a line in an advertisement, or an introduction in a TV play.

It's not about songs.

"No!" Ling Ping An said, "this song is very good Why can't I find it? "

"Is it..."

"When I was in college, I listened to the nameless songs sung by the homeless singers in the square near my school?"

That's the only explanation.

"Well If so What a pity

However, this is the way of the world now.

The flow is in charge, the singing world is dead!

After all, if someone can't sing a complete tune, they can still sell tens of millions of songs.

Then why should capital push the power faction?

What if there's a fire?

He'll ask for it.

How good the flow is!

It can not only be produced on the assembly line, constantly updated, but also cut leeks easily.

More importantly, be obedient!

Do what you say!

No complaints, very clever, is the best tool!

Think of here, Ling Ping'an can only be a sigh.

At this time, fire suddenly appeared on the other side of the river.

Green and quiet, it looks a bit like the ghost fire in the legend.

Ling Ping An looks at it and laughs.

I don't know why, there is a voice singing in his heart.

"Love is a light, so wonderful..."

"It's just phosphorous fire!" The spirit peace says.

As a modern college student, he certainly knows that the so-called ghost fire is actually phosphorous fire.

The ancients didn't know it. They thought it was ghosts.

But in fact, after death, the phosphorus in the body changes into phosphine with very low ignition point under chemical reaction.

Ling Ping An looks at it. He takes out his cell phone and looks at the time.

It's eleven forty-two.

"If it hadn't been twelve o'clock..." He said, "I'll go straight to the grave and have a dance!"

But

It's only about ten minutes.

Wait!

Wait until the time, go to see if there is a ghost?

If so?

I don't know why, Ling Ping'an suddenly thought of this problem.

Then he smashed his mouth and grinned.

"Don't be afraid if you find a ghost..."

He was laughing.

"We are close to it carefully..."

"Be careful not to be found by it..."

"Ghosts are mysterious It's also nutritious... "

"Rich in a variety of substances beneficial to human body..."

"Turn around, you can eat..."

He licked his mouth and grinned.

The laughter was gloomy.

"Taste..." At the corner of his mouth, tears are accumulating, as if he thought of any good memory, which can't help flowing out.

"It should be chicken!"

Meow!

The kitten in her arms, whistling, agreed.

Because he ate a lot of fierce ghosts.

The taste is really rich!

Unfortunately, after waking up, there was no chance to eat.

Because all the gates of the underworld are locked.

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