Chapter 527 The Big Stage of Life
Duan Xiaohong wanted to die now, because just now, with her eyes open and talking, she started snoring.
After talking for more than 20 hours, the matters in the service area have been broken down into details, and I have gone through them many times.
But the waiter could always find the little details she missed, ask questions again, and then the cycle would start again.
Finally, the waiter stopped asking questions. Taking advantage of this gap, Duan Xiaohong quickly closed her eyes and rested for a while.
After just a moment, the waiter spoke again,
This time, the pressure of the mountain god was used to wake up Duan Xiaohong from his light sleep.
"Well, don't sleep first, wake up."
With a thrill, Duan Xiaohong opened her eyes, feeling the pressure of the mountain god, much stronger than Hu Xiaocao,
"What's wrong, brother, what else don't you understand?"
The waiter saw that Duan Xiaohong was in high spirits, put aside the pressure, and said seriously,
"I've actually understood it for a long time, but I've always been curious about the reason behind your tricks.
There is a book in the boss's shop that says,
The body has a constraint on the consciousness. You cannot break the body's barrier and wander around.
The only way is not to sleep, not to sleep for a long time,
It will cause the consciousness to make a misjudgment and determine that the body is dead.
After that, consciousness can break down all barriers and travel around.
I think this is a bit similar to you asking a master to enter your body.
How can a body allow others to control consciousness?
But after the experiment, you didn’t sleep, and you didn’t wander. It’s so strange. ”
Duan Xiaohong was completely energetic this time. It turns out that this child has been experimenting on herself?
Besides, to open a fast food restaurant, is it necessary to study such mysterious things?
"Brother, what kind of book is that, Cai Gen?"
The waiter thought for a long time before saying,
"The book cover fell off and I didn't see the name. It's not very thick and not too big.
The last page is all about selling nunchucks and other weapons, and they all come with free shipping. ”
Duan Xiaohong was much younger than Cai Gen, and she knew immediately that the last page of the book selling weapons was probably a story session.
Are you taking the story theory and experimenting on me?
I just can't beat you, otherwise I will fight you tooth and nail.
"Brother, if you want to know, just ask. You don't need to do experiments, you don't need to sleep, you will be very broken."
"Then tell me, when the masters came up, where was your self-awareness? How did you achieve symbiosis?"
When it comes to these, Duan Xiaohong has a say, and she doesn’t think it’s a secret,
"It's hard to describe specifically. It's a bit like a two-person stage. I usually perform on the stage,
When the masters came, I watched from the background while the masters performed.
Yes, that’s what it means, taking turns acting, my body is the stage. ”
The explanation was very clear, the waiter continued to ask,
"Then, among your masters, can anyone's body be used? Or are there conditions?"
Duan Xiaohong shook her head,
"It should be that everyone is a stage, but the objective physical conditions are different, so there are differences in whether they are good or bad.
Some people have a higher stage, have conflicts in their hearts, and have more obstacles
The masters were reluctant to go, as singing was tiring and not pleasing to the eye.
Some people have a lower stage, accept it in their hearts, and decorate it very well,
The masters are willing to go and stay there permanently.
No one wants to rush into it.
My home cooking teacher told me before that my stage threshold is low, the decoration is luxurious, and it is very comfortable to act,
Therefore, I became a showman at a very young age, and I was born to be their stage. ”
These words not only did not dissuade the waiter, but also made him more interested.
"Then I can also sing on your stage? Can I try?"
Duan Xiaohong stood up in fright, her whole body alert,
"Brother, don't be ridiculous. The masters have different strengths, just like who is the waiter and who is the protagonist in the troupe,
But there is always a limit.
It’s not impossible for someone with divine light like you to come,
But there is a chance that the stage will be crushed by you, so I will give it up. ”
Oh, waiter understands, the stage is also capable of withstanding. The stronger the endurance, the bigger the protagonist will be, and vice versa.
This must have something to do with his physical condition. A little beggar with three points of life was killed immediately after being possessed by the Jade Emperor.
If so, then the boss is very powerful,
How can a sub-healthy body with a high fat content be able to withstand so many ancient powers singing?
Physical condition aside, how tough is the boss’ life?
The waiter looked at Duan Xiaohong, who looked wary, and guided him,
"Little girl, you said that everyone in the service area is dead, but you are the only one who is not dead, right?"
I don’t know why the waiter brought this up again, Duan Xiaohong nodded,
"It is true that they are all dead. I am not dead. By the way, neither is Caibangzi."
He said bad things about the boss again, and the waiter got upset,
"It looks like your life is pretty tough,
As far as I know, as long as someone has something to do with the boss, even indirectly,
Most of the lucky ones died.
In the same way, your fate is very hard, and your stage should also be harder. Let me try. ”
Duan Xiaohong was shocked, can you try this?
It completely destroyed the stage and no one could sing.
"No!!!"
Before he finished speaking, the waiter turned into a white light and threw it between Duan Xiaohong's eyebrows.
Then, Duan Xiaohong's eyes suddenly glazed over, and she felt like her consciousness was almost crushed.
The fake mountain god is also a mountain god, with a spiritual soul, which is not comparable to those of the previous masters.
The waiter’s words came out from Duan Xiaohong’s body,
"There are a lot of people waiting for you to sing backstage. Don't run away. Let's sing together. Don't run away.
Oops, your stage is cracked and seems to be collapsing. Am I heavy? This is too weak. ”
Duan Xiaohong listened to the waiter's words and couldn't move or speak.
The only feeling was pain, and it felt like my body was swelling to the point of exploding. There was no doubt that if I continued, it would definitely explode.
"The stage is not very strong, but singing opera here is much better than setting up a street stall outside. Let's try again."
Duan Xiaohong was able to move, or in other words, it wasn't because she wanted to move, but because the waiter started singing.
Push-ups with one finger, jumping on one leg, Thomas turning 18,000 degrees
Duan Xiaohong was like stepping on a switch, with exaggerated and agile movements, jumping up and down in the room.
But after this set of actions, Duan Xiaohong's skin began to crack and blood flowed out.
It seemed like the body couldn't bear it anymore and was finally going to explode.
"I'm sorry, the stage collapsed and I didn't do anything. I'm really sorry.
You won't die, will you?
It's over. If you die, the boss will be angry. Is this considered a waste of human life? ”
Duan Xiaohong's consciousness was a little blurry at this time. If she could speak, she would definitely scold the waiter,
You are taking human life lightly, absolutely.
"Thank you for letting me experience the feeling of singing. Even if you die, it is still meaningful to me. Thank you."
Duan Xiaohong felt that the waiter's final call on the collapsed stage, thanking the audience, was like bidding farewell to a corpse.
It's over, what did you do wrong?
Is my life so worthless?
Is my life just to satisfy other people's curiosity about singing?
While constantly asking himself, Duan Xiaohong finally lost consciousness and could not find the answer.
(End of chapter)