Chapter 232 Three Paragraphs on the Blackboard
In the winter of the fifth year, an unprecedented white snow fell in the supernatural land.
The ghosts outside Fengdu became rare.
This means that the confrontation is over.
When the snow comes, the paper dust that has been floating in the sky disappears.
It seems to pity them, those who live in darkness.
In the boundless darkness in the distance, a flash of light suddenly appeared.
The light appears a light golden color.
Immediately afterwards, a round luminous object poked its head out of the darkness.
The unchanging darkness was actually dispelled by this luminous object.
A slightly warm light shines on the barren land.
Almost everyone, everyone living in Fengdu, stopped what they were doing at this moment and looked up at this incredible scene.
"That...that's the sun?"
"It should...it should be..."
Someone asked uncertainly.
On the city wall, Yang Jian's eyes flickered slightly while he was holding a spear. He raised his head and looked directly at the scorching sun rising from the west.
Long time no see.
Ye Zhen walked to Yang Jian and scratched his head, "Yu Qian is probably awake."
"Probably, only he can do this kind of thing. "
Yang Jian retracted his ghost eyes, and a false sun appeared. Although it was fake, it was no different from the real one here.
I glanced at the aliens around me, their expressions were all different, some were numb, some were excited, some were confused, and some were sad.
In ten years, this is the first time they have seen the sun.
"It shouldn't be like this..." Zhang Xianguang sighed and looked at the children around him. These small children were all staring at the big sun at this moment, their eyes shining brightly. The joy of seeing something unseen, the expectation and yearning for the unknown.
The sun was high, and soon, Fengdu, which covers an area of thousands of miles, completely ushered in the light.
Meng Xiaodong looked at the brightening world and sighed.
If the sun rose every day, it wouldn't be poison.
But she couldn't guarantee that Yu Qian would feel any compassion for this Gu farm.
"Teacher Meng, is this really the sun?"
"Teacher Meng, is this the father-in-law the sun in the book?"
"Teacher Meng...Meng Teacher..."
The children gathered around Meng Xiaodong, chattering and asking excitedly.
Luo Qian was a little silent. He looked up at the sky and murmured to himself, "Boy Yu, what are you doing?"
"It may be the only despair. ." Liu San looked at the excited aliens with a smile on his face.
Shen Lin wiped the ax with an indifferent expression, not caring about it. It didn't matter whether he was desperate or not.
In this S-class Fengdu, which is not as good as a dog, the more human emotions you retain, the faster you will die.
The institute is still too benevolent and actually releases supernatural items that can preserve emotions.
This is something that should not exist in this Gu farm.
After wiping the axe, Shen Lin raised his head and glanced at the scorching sun in the sky, feeling calm in his heart. If he could use this to make these Gu insects feel deep despair, then this big sun would be meaningful.
Deep in the supernatural land, the ghost lake vomited out the old house, and the little starving ghost also went down the mountain at this moment.
The missing room appears again in the old house.
Squeak~
A young man with white hair opened the door to the room and walked out.
He looked up at the sun, his eyes flickering slightly, a little confused, but then he thought of something and stopped paying attention.
“How do you feel?” Zhang Dong suddenly appeared in the old house.
"Not bad, there are no restrictions. Using the supernatural will no longer be as step-by-step as before. After one killing pattern is used, the next one can be used. It becomes very convenient." Yu Qian felt it slightly. Said at once.
"Only two or three times. After waiting, you will lose control." Zhang Dong pondered for a while and said.
"That's enough." Yu Qian smiled and changed the topic, not intending to talk more on this topic.
"Did you do this?" Zhang Dong pointed at the sun.
Yu Qian was silent for a while and nodded, "I can't control it. My current ghosts are a collection of Baishui Town, Taiping Ancient Town, Old Village...more than ten supernatural buildings, plus many more The fusion of ghosts and ghosts, in theory, I can do everything I think of.”
“But it’s just a theory, but that’s about it.”
"I was sleeping before and couldn't control the things in my dreams from invading reality, which led to this situation."
Zhang Dong nodded, "There won't be any problem, but for those who are sleeping, There will be some harm to the residents of Fengdu, but as long as they are willing to go to the supernatural You can see everything in this place, and you can find almost everything in the ghost village.”
>Yu Qian sorted out what happened while he was asleep.
Soon, he learned everything.
"Those born aliens..." Yu Qian hesitated for a while and asked.
"There is no problem. Although there is some hostility towards living people, it is based on the rules of killing. If someone teaches you, there will be no problems." Thinking of those children, Zhang Dong rarely smiled. .
"With Xiao Qin and the others watching, there won't be any problems." Zhang Dong added.
Yu Qian nodded and walked out of the old house with Zhang Dong. Under the reflection of the sun, the two walked slowly on the wooden bridge.
"Arrange things and we can set off." Yu Qianhu said suddenly.
Zhang Dong knew what Yu Qian was talking about, referring to reality and matters in Fengdu.
Those aliens who can go to reality should be sent out, and those children should be looked after by others.
They may not be there for a short time this time.
It may be a few months, it may be a year or two, it may be four or five years, or even ten years.
They might even stay inside if something unexpected happens.
This journey is more dangerous than all the dangers in their lives combined.
Zhang Dong left to inform Luo Qian and the others.
Yu Qian started climbing alone, followed by a fierce ghost.
A fierce ghost in red.
The sun was shining brightly, and while walking on the mountain road covered with heavy snow, Yu Qian saw peach blossoms.
The pink peach blossoms are stained with white snow, just like a blushing little girl wearing a snow-white hat, which is really lovely.
"I...I planted it with her." At this time, the woman in the red dress suddenly spoke, still so emotionless.
"Very good, very beautiful." Yu Qian reached out and gently brushed the snow off the peach blossoms, and then continued up the mountain.
"In fact...actually, you should like me...from the beginning, you have been mine..." The woman in the red dress has been learning to speak for a long time, but she still stutters a little for some unknown reason.
"You also like it?" Yu Qian turned his head and looked at the woman in the red dress in surprise.
"She taught me...I didn't understand it before, but now I understand that the biggest difference between humans and ghosts is that humans have emotions and seven emotions and six desires, while ghosts only have laws and instincts."
"I...I know , Ghosts... can also become humans." The woman in the red dress said seriously.
Yu Qian also listened carefully.
What exactly are ghosts? In this world today, only he and Wang Xiaoming are qualified to explain them.
And they can't say categorically that they really understand Li Gui.
He and Wang Xiaoming made an assumption that there is only a thin line between ghosts and gods, and there is only a thin line between ghosts and humans.
There is only a thin line between man and God.
It is recorded in ancient books that one can become a saint only if he has no desires and no pursuits.
Is this really what a saint is?
Old books and allusions explain a lot for this, but in the final analysis, all saints are names given by later generations.
Is there really a living saint in this world?
Maybe there is, but Yu Qian has never heard of it.
Seemingly thinking a little too far, Yu Qian thought of the place outside the border, called the restricted area, where the ghosts were intelligent but without thoughts.
If they had thoughts, would they be gods in myths and stories?
Maybe that’s it, immortality, self-esteem, seeing everything as equal, being close to the laws of nature, having no desires, no emotions, no three thousand worries, and not falling into self-trap.
What is this kind of existence other than God?
"Haha... maybe I should become a philosopher." Yu Qian shook his head.
Not only was he rejecting his own idea, he was also rejecting the idea of the woman in the red dress.
"I don't belong to anyone." Yu Qian looked at the confused woman in the red dress and said with a smile.
The woman in the red dress paused slightly, as if she was thinking. After a while, she shook her head, "No, you belong to Su Jing."
Yu Qian was speechless and looked at the serious woman in the red dress. He had no choice but to nod, "Yes, yes."
"It also belongs to me..." the woman in the red dress continued.
"..."
Yu Qian stopped talking immediately. He suddenly became curious, what did Su Jing teach it?
He climbed to the top of the mountain in the snow. The moment he reached the top of the mountain, a little girl wearing cool clothes appeared on his shoulders.
It's still the same, she still doesn't like wearing shoes.
"I've never seen anyone who likes sleeping so much." Yanzhi patted Yu Qian's head with great dissatisfaction. The dazzling white hair seemed to make her very unhappy.
"Aren't you awake now? It will take another ten or twenty years for the next time." Yu Qian patted Yanzhi's feet, signaling her to be more ladylike.
Yanzhi rolled her eyes, too lazy to pay attention to Yu Qian, and continued to pat the dazzling white hair.
Yu Qian didn’t care and allowed Rouge to vent her anger.
Yu Qian raised his eyes and looked at a locust tree.
The white locust flowers on the trees are clustered around each other.
The branches and leaves are hanging with hats, and they are all milky white.
Under the tree is a girl in school uniform, with her hands behind her back and her head slightly raised.
It's Su Jing, time has not left any traces on her body.
She is still the same as before.
“Back?”
“Back.”
Yu Qian responded with a smile.
Everything seems to be just right, the sun, the snow, people... ghosts.
Fengdu regained his composure.
The heavy snow did not last long, and several children squatted on the playground in distress, looking at the snowmen.
"Put it in the refrigerator, it won't go bad." One child suggested.
"But it looks much better outside..." One girl objected, very reluctantly.
"Then we use supernatural powers?" A boy suggested.
Hearing this, everyone's eyes lit up, and they turned to look at the tall boys, "Brother Xu, do you want to use supernatural powers?"
"But Teacher Meng, Teacher Luo, Zhang The teacher doesn't allow us to use supernatural powers... Wouldn't it be good if we did?" A little girl said weakly.
"It's okay. If something happens, my brother will take care of him." A little boy said indifferently.
The tall boy's face immediately darkened, "Xu Le, are you itchy?"
The boy named Xu Le immediately shrank his neck, obviously he was still very afraid of him This is the big brother's.
"Just these little kids?" Under a tree in the distance, Yang Jian looked at these children. They were all aliens, born aliens, just like Mr. Qin, but more perfect.
They don’t need to worry about longevity.
But the disadvantage is also obvious, it will die.
These children will be killed just like the ghost children in their infancy, rather than being immortal like the evil ghosts.
The disadvantages are great, but the advantages are also great. Their upper limit is very high, and there is no need to consider balance when controlling the devil.
"Well, in the next period of time, I will have to trouble you to teach them. You have to focus on Xu Changqing among them. He can copy any ability he sees, including restarting."
Hear When Zhang Xianguang said this, Yang Jian's pupils turned slightly, "Always keep it, or is it temporary?"
"Always keep it." Zhang Xianguang said solemnly.
"Another guy who is comparable to Yu Qian, whose family he belongs to?" Yang Jian was a little stunned.
"Two children who can pass the first-level researcher examination as a couple. The father died outside the city wall before, and the mother survived. But she doesn't like these two sons. After all, they were not born in a normal way. They can Understand." Zhang Xianguang gave a general explanation of Xu Changqing's life experience.
"It sounds pitiful, and it looks pitiful. It's their misfortune to be born here." Liu San said lightly.
“I’ll teach that child who looks like a tiger with a tiger head.” Shen Lin pointed at a child squatting next to the snowman with a lifeless expression and said.
Zhang Xianguang squinted at Shen Lin, "If you want to eat shit, treat them equally."
Shen Lin thought for a while, nodded, and gave up his immature idea.
"Step by step, a young child can kill someone with a knife." Huang He said silently.
Zhang Xianguang nodded, this principle is good and extremely practical here, especially Xu Changqing.
"I will take you to see the classroom and tell you what is taught here. First of all, in the school, if you see Bai Caijie, throw him out immediately. This is the only school rule in the school, and there are no others. "Zhang Xianguang walked in front and said.
Yang Jian touched his chin, "What if Ye Zhen appears?"
"Same." Zhang Xian said without looking back, "It is absolutely impossible for these two people to enter the school. "Yes."
"Understood." Yang Jian understands this school rule very well.
Wang Chaling expressed her strong agreement. These two people are the cancer of Fengdu.
No, these two people are a cancer wherever they go.
"The key point is Ye Zhen. Aunt Bai may have to go on a business trip and won't be back in a short time." Zhang Xianguang walked in front and continued.
Yang Jian, Shen Lin, Huang He, Liu San, and Wang Chaling all expressed their understanding, and they must be the same as Fang Lao Wang.
Soon, Zhang Xianguang led a few people to the classroom. The classroom was not big, just the size of a living room, with more than a dozen tables, chairs and benches.
A podium and a blackboard.
As soon as he entered the classroom, Yang Jian's eyes were attracted by what was written on the blackboard.
Something called memories came to my mind.
There is nothing written in black and white, just three paragraphs.
“Ghosts cannot be killed.”
"Only ghosts can deal with ghosts."
"Observe the patterns of ghosts." (End of Chapter)