our mountain

We started to do things in this simulated world. The master took my senior sister and Xiyi to various places to find her old friends. My senior sister was surprised why my master walked every door as proficiently as my own. Later she remembered this The world has been restarted many times. My master is sometimes really crazy and sometimes fake crazy. He explored the truth of the world in the mental world of mental patients.

Before the previous restarts, my master actually did something. You can’t expect a few masters of cultivation to be placed in this place and suddenly start cultivating themselves and start farming... What’s more, before coming here, they conspired to fight hard in the cultivation world shelf.

But the master didn't say much, and my senior sister didn't ask too much. I just knew that in the end, the so-called divine punishment wiped out everything in an extremely cruel way. The end of the world, natural disasters, and man-made disasters gently turned all actions into a cloud of smoke.

So this time the action can't be shouting loudly with a loudspeaker, it has to be a cultural awakening that moistens things silently. Combined with Xiyi's saying that there are soil defenders outside to respond, this time it must be appropriate.

Of course my master doesn't believe in the guarantee of a demon fox. My senior sister's attitude determines everything. My master said in his heart that if you want to make trouble, you can make trouble. If you don't make trouble, you are partial. If she obeys the precepts, she must obey me?To a certain extent, my master is actually compromising. She has experienced several storms and waves, and has been restarted many times.

At this time, I have to explain that Xiyi’s thousands of restarts are not the same as my senior sister’s restarts. Xiyi’s restarts are a simulation test extracted by a technician into a small black box, not from the big world. Restart... However, the meaning of restarting the big world is similar.

Using secret words to unite those conservative leaders who can still be awakened, my senior sister thinks that she has united all the forces that can be united.My master has watched it for a long time, and he died miserably with this lineup before. My master went around and said that there are too few people and too many things.

Then my senior sister brought out the novel, and Xi Yi brought out the novel promotion and film and television promotion plan, and also painted the content of the novel on the wall, going hand in hand with the slogan of reform and opening up. My master was silent for a moment, and suddenly realized that it was not good: "Here Bitter call."

Then, of course, there was no answer. I stood on the street, turned on the live code word, and introduced my novel "Our Mountain" to everyone.

For the sake of publicity, I started extremely bad publicity. I said it was at least the best stream-of-consciousness novel in postmodern times, surpassing Lu Xun, Jin Yong and Bernard Shaw. Then I thought about the writers I knew in this era, and suddenly realized that I was a I am illiterate, I don't even know how to make up random things, so I have to stutter and exaggerate my rare works in 500 years.

Of course, the comments sprayed me bloody, and hung my face on various social media for everyone to criticize.

This kind of dark and hot road is suitable for my special treatment in this special period. I have no choice but to send it out, otherwise I don’t know if I have the life to finish the rest after being blocked again. , since the existing content can awaken many people, then just operate these.

All right.

I saw more and more people scolding me, and I was still thinking about it. While talking about myself, I registered an account on another live broadcast platform...

The account has not been registered yet, and the live broadcast room has been blocked.

My eyelids twitched, and I ran with my computer in my arms, and ran directly to the square, where someone was already chasing me.

Go ahead and sign up, then immediately turn on the live stream and go ahead and start talking.

Get blocked, register again.

Get blocked, register again.

Until the first few official live broadcast platforms were registered by me, and all of them were banned. I closed the computer, picked up the express tape and wrapped it around a few times. .

Xi Yi, do you mind if this computer is smashed into pieces by me?Probably not.

It's already eight o'clock in the evening, and my head is still wrapped in bandages!

All around, people stared at me again.

"Hey, look at me? Have you never seen a beautiful woman!"

Damn it, my physical strength is not enough, and my brain is so painful that it is about to split open again.I kept an eye around, for fear that a car would rush out of nowhere and head straight for the square and crush me.Keep going backwards, backwards...

People came silently, their eyes were dull, expressionless, and they walked at a similar pace.

"Beauty, do you want to learn more about swimming and fitness?"

I groaned, as if startled by something, and people immediately turned away as if they had never seen me.

Following the sound, a spirited guy in beanie shoes and narrow-leg pants shook his head and handed me a flyer. Seeing my hesitation, he immediately said loudly: "Beauty, we are newly opened here. If it is convenient for you, please follow me." I'll take a look at the facilities... Let's take a look at the environment first, I'm sure you'll be satisfied."

I'm a little mentally sensitive, and I'm afraid it's another trick of the main program, but I don't want to make it too obvious on my face, so I have to say very rudely: "I don't lose weight, you see, people who come out for food at this point will Are you the kind of person who wants to exercise?"

"No, beauty, according to the research of scholars-" He dragged the word "scholar" very long, "The more you eat, the easier it is to build muscles!"

"Fart." I breathed out fragrantly, and my mind suddenly came to a realization, and I looked at him carefully... This is... This is a human race, code-named pot cover.

"Beauty, this is what experts say, not me."

"Then is there a little brother molested by the gym?" I deliberately put aside the subject, trying not to sell people from Shura Hell.

"What do you think of me? Everything you need."

I laughed and put my hand on his arm.

Leaving aside the monster race in Asura Hell, in order to conform to their long-term memory, according to scholars, they are all in prison, and they are supposed to be murderers or criminals with life sentences, eating together every day and waiting to die - and they are all locked together , because their memories of being involved with each other are too deep.

Humans are different.

The scholar is a loner. Before he woke up, he was a doctor who cut hemorrhoids. He walked alone, but he was always gentle with patients.

The pot cover is a young man who wandered around the big city, and told his family that he would not go home unless he made some achievements—he also bid farewell to his family in Huaxia Star, and participated in the research of Asura Hell, and never contacted his family.

In short, the memory of reality is compared with the memory of Shura Hell. The identity is different, but the emotion is roughly similar.

But I don't understand why there is no Tang Yi in the settings around me... Even if there are virtual functions, why there is no virtual Tang Yi.Is it because I don't have enough bond with Tang Yi or something...

Don't let me think too much for the time being, after Guogai and I walked out of this street, a lunatic suddenly appeared behind us.

The madman has a knife in his hand!Bang—a poke at me.

I blocked it with my computer. The speed at which the pot cover was exercising in Asura Hell cannot be underestimated. I raised my hand and pulled the lunatic's hair over, smashed it down with an elbow, and then stepped on his neck and smashed the lunatic's head with my backhand. The two of us I saw a pair of dark and deep eyes.

I don't know what the sanctions of the rules are. I was afraid of causing trouble, so I hurriedly said: "Is the law and order here not very good, please call the police!"

The pot cover said yes, and took out his cell phone, I suddenly thought, I can use his cell phone to make a call...

But as soon as he turned on the phone, he suddenly turned his face: "You are wanted."

"what?"

Why am I wanted again?What did I do?

"Seriously picking quarrels and provoking troubles, hindering social order..."

"I'm still wanted for obstructing social order?"

I wondered for a while, and suddenly thought of the live broadcast where I was blocked continuously.

Extravagant marketing is allowed these days, so I'm not allowed to brag?This is definitely another sanction.

The pot lid seemed to have realized something, and then he was silent for a while: "Actually, I have always liked you, so elope with me!"

I was about to tell you that you were sick, but I suddenly realized that I might have said this to the "main program", giving him an excuse to take me away, and the place where I was going next was very Might be safe for a while.

Because the main program wants to kill people, it needs to meet certain rules, such as wanted arrests and car accidents, or the attack of a lunatic... When no one is there, only me and the simulated things, it will be unscrupulous and use a street of people to surround me .

Here the real soul and the simulated soul are intertwined in life, but I think that my brother is set to be a fool, so they may not be able to simulate a completely healthy person, they can only be crazy, or look normal... ...but may only use the simulated image once.

In other words, there are not many real people here.

I agreed blankly, dragged by the pot cover, thinking about the composition of the world in my mind, the pot cover took me to his rental house, locked the door, looked around, and handed me a box red pill.

"Take a sip and feel better than a god," he said.

I waved my hand quickly, just kidding, I don’t want to be bad...but I saw the mouth shape of the pot cover saying the word "scholar" silently, I was suspicious, pinched one and put it in my mouth. Nodding, looking around vigilantly.

I made up my mind and swallowed it.

Not long after, I woke up, opened my eyes, and the surroundings were still in chaos.

I'm dreaming, I'm dreaming, as I said this, I struggled, the emperor was the only one in this space.

"Don't look, we're on the move," said the emperor.

"What action?"

"Second escape."

"Just kidding! Aren't you afraid of triggering the rules? Look at me, I've... I've been severely sanctioned by the rules, the second prison escape, who is the prison guard, and who is the one who broke through? The government may be simulated!"

"Spell Master, you need to learn management."

"How to say?"

"Our monster race is fine. Even if the prison is not too big, we still have to leave the prison we are imagining now. As for the human race, everyone suddenly puts the peaceful scene that they miss the most. Although they are awakened, they know that this is a dream. ...but after a long time, you may be addicted to it and forget the reality."

"What do you mean?"

"People who come from the human race have regrets. They can't accompany their parents and family members, and they take the initiative to enter Shura Hell for their ideals and the China Federation... Now, there is another choice. It is inevitable that they will not think that they have completed the mission of the country, even if it is a virtual one. , I also want to make up for my regrets and stay with my family."

"But these are fake."

"Everyone is sober now, it's been a long time..." The emperor didn't continue.

After a long time, even if you escape from the prison, you don't know what the situation is, what are the endless illusions, it is better to stay in the most comfortable world.

So act now.

"What should I do if I fail?"

"There is an internal response."

"What do you mean?"

"Runner, the world we are in now is also a white tower, but it is in the sky. Our white tower on the ground has been in disrepair for a long time, so it was destroyed by imagination, and after we broke through Xialuo Mountain, we connected to the network here. So the consciousness, or the soul, was directly uploaded here."

I remained silent and listened to her continue.

"The White Tower here is updated all the time. Every world is like a big version. Every update will clear everyone's memory, but it will not really kill people. Now this world has been updated to the seventh big version. It was created based on the real world of a certain period, but I haven't figured out where it is... The Watcher didn't say either."

"Who is the Watcher?"

"Listen to me continuing. Scholars and their human friends accidentally found some people from your cultivation world in the lunatic asylum. Then, some people have experienced two version changes... still remember the previous things."

My master's face suddenly flashed in my mind, and I nodded.

"We cooperated and learned that the previous version changes were due to the awakening of most people, leading to the main program, or the administrator decided to empty it, destroy the world with a large-scale disaster, and then start again. But the previous version , that is, the sixth version, which only lasted for half a year and was destroyed directly, and it has been updated to the seventh version."

I listened intently, I guess this is another divine decision, they can directly kill conservatives in order to push new reforms.

"According to some people's hints, we learned that in the sixth version, the watchman appeared. The watchman took the lead in opening up the entrance to the dark web, so we can easily build this space."

"The Watcher is..."

"It's also a vague memory for them. The watchman only appeared in the sixth version, and no one has heard of this person in the fifth version."

"What did he do?"

"She created a religion," said the emperor.

I fell back, and my friend suddenly came to my mind, and I felt that something was about to be grasped, but it was so far away from me: "Is the watcher a girl?"

The emperor was surprised: "How do you know?"

"Go on, Your Majesty, created a religion, what kind of religion?"

"It's called Tianren religion. She said that there are real gods above the head, not God, not Buddha, not Allah, not any gods in legends. She said that the real god is called Tianren, who controls the whole world. "

I was taken aback, how dare this person speak so boldly, isn't she afraid to touch on key words!

The emperor said: "Her remarks should have directly touched the sanctions of the rules, but I don't know if it was because of her humble attitude, or what, but she was not sanctioned anyway, and, to a certain extent, she can perform miracles..."

"miracle?"

"For example, suddenly appearing from one place to another, like a prophet recorded in mythology, I can't tell you the specifics. In short, the watcher performed miracles to make people believe her, and sincerely believed in the existence of God with her, Praying to God every day, begging for God's help... such an act of humiliation does not seem to be an act of resistance, and many people are directly awakened."

I was in a daze. If it was Tang Yi, where did Tang Yi get the authority to perform miracles?Was it given to her by a celestial being... Wait... She seems to be a celestial being herself!

"But the watchman only said that he is just a watchman, and he must never fight against God. This is a rebellious existence, and God is very terrible... People wake up and decide to resist heaven and man, which will lead to the final judgment..."

"But people didn't believe her. In the end, the doomsday came. In just half a year, it was directly updated to the seventh version. It is said that the sixth version of the doomsday is extremely terrifying, surpassing all previous ones, causing people who have experienced it even if they still have memories. They all started to pretend to be crazy and foolish, pretending not to know... the watchman is also missing. All the information we have now is based on the watchman's teachings, we don't understand the watchman's intentions, and we don't know who she is."

"Is her name Tang Yi?"

"You know her?" The emperor stood up solemnly.

I groaned and held my head.

"Then, what is our action...?"

"Because awakening only needs a very small opportunity, so we only need to tell others that this world is false." The emperor's eyes were like a sword, "Using your novel as a clue, online publicity campaign, offline, helicopters start Spread leaflets...and you know, in this virtual world, although there are civilizations other than Chinese civilization, those are all fictional."

Which means no matter what time it is, I'm sure I won't be seeing Hollywood moguls.

"Have you already started to act? What's the situation with the pot lid?"

"I'm going to pick you up. Your name is Ku'er, isn't it? The watchman said that Ku'e will come, and she will have authority similar to the watchman's."

I remembered that Tang Yi said outside the trial hall that he wanted me to go to Asura Hell.

Because suffering is a celestial being?I look at myself and see nothing special about my authority.How could Tang Yi know at that time that my soul...was alive as Ling Xiao, an embryo of batch 002!Tianren Ku'e died at the age of three!

The emperor said: "You can give it a try. If you participate in the operation, the world version will be updated again. During the update, the world's firewall is the weakest, and it can be taken down in one fell swoop. It is said that some people will cooperate with us this time. "

"I can't," I said.

"why?"

"I can't do it," I spread my hands and slowly covered my head, "I'm the talisman master Ling Xiao, not what the watcher said...that misfortune."

Who would have thought that at this moment, not as Ling Xiao but as Misfortune... could create the so-called miracle that Tang Yi had expected?

The genius is powerless, but wants to destroy the world?

The No. [-] Hospital in the city, known as the concentration camp for lunatics, unfurled a huge banner. My master stood beside the banner and stared at the rolling clouds in the sky. After a busy night, the clouds in the sky showed a strange bright red color.

"The end is coming again." Master said.

The scholar raised his voice in the yard and shouted: "Senior—our people have received hardships! But she said, she is not suffering, she can't do it!"

At that time, I sat quietly in the room, because the number of awakened people suddenly increased, and a simulated program began to smash the door outside, trying to kill me. Lightning broke.

Looking out of the window, half of the people in the community gathered downstairs, holding kitchen knives and axes expressionlessly, looking up at me through the window as if they were the same person.

The lid of the pot closed the curtain: "We are going to escape."

"I don't want to be miserable."

The memory from Ling Xiao is only a fragmented part so far, I know that I am her, this is undeniable.

Who is that misery?Who am I in the nearly 20 years of my life so far, or in those 16 years?Is it just because my friends think I'm miserable?

I don't want to be a waste, and I don't want to keep giving up on myself because I don't have spiritual roots.

Get up and make trouble, get up to invent new talisman arrays, get up to change the world, and get up to create the future.

Only as Ling Xiao can do it.

I can't go back.

When I opened the curtains, a dense crowd looked up at me, squirming, as if they were about to squeeze into the building.

There were more and more people outside, and the pot cover picked up a kitchen knife from the kitchen.

I removed the gas canister and threw it through the window.

boom--

I jumped out of the window, and the lid of the pot yelled: "You are crazy!" He had already been dragged off by me.

But I'm miserable, damn it!

Ku'e is Ling Xiao, and Ling Xiao is Ku'e!

Who hasn't had that wasteful moment!

Even if they don't know that I'm a genius, don't my genius friends look forward to me for no reason!What she can do... definitely can do it!

A mountain is full of geniuses, and there is only one trash, Kuyue, and I want to be like them. I adore my senior sister, and every day I lament how my senior sister is so powerful. I want my master to recognize me, saying that the fengyin fruit tree of Kuyue can be planted well. It is really rare in the world...

Of course I want to slap Tao Yang hard in the face at the Talisman Array Conference, and say domineeringly like the protagonist of a fantasy novel, I am the future of the Talisman Array!Of course I want to say to my friends, aren't they heaven and man, sister, I will take you to beat them!

But there are things that cannot be done!Even if I am Ling Xiao completely, I will die by her sword because I dare not fight back because of my feelings for Master!I would also protect Tang Rongze because I discovered Tang Yi by accident, and as a result, I could no longer go to Tianren's place... Even if I have relied on a large group to carry a large company, I can't prove that the Sandy Land Sect exists for Maizi!

What are you pretending to be!

Isn't Ling Xiao also a messy person!No one knows her even after she's almost a hundred years old!

I don't admit it anymore... I am also the one who only planted trees at the beginning!

Isn't the memory of that three-year-old still there!

Even if I can't teleport, can't I come out?Isn't it just playing games with a group of simulated consciousness?

Can't I win Tang Yi in "Da Mo 198"?

I grabbed the edge of the balcony on the fourth floor, the pot lid slammed and wobbled, and my shoes fell off.

"Don't move." I said.

The resident on the fourth floor picked up the clothes rail and walked towards me with a blank expression, and put his head down.

The pot lid said, "I understand! We are going from the corridor on the third floor to the opposite building."

"Stop talking nonsense, you've been stuck in traffic for a long time. Did you see the van below and the idiot driver next to you? I'll swing you to the second floor, and then go down. Our target is him, grab the key, and push us all the way!"

"There will be unidentified living people on the road!"

"Did you see it? I can't see it. Besides, the living can't die here, and they can still live after restarting. Let's go, let's—"

An ax flew directly from downstairs, and smashed the window on the fourth floor close to my ear. The woman on the clothesline was hit in the head, stunned, and fell to the ground on her back.

"No." I pulled hard, threw myself into the fourth floor, grabbed the clothes drying pole, like a fork, picked up the woman lying on the ground, and clamped it to the door.

I threw the pot lid on the third floor.

There was a pause outside, and then there was a fierce knock on the door on the fourth floor.

The target is me.

Now that it's broken, the live broadcast is no longer useful.

Calm down, calm down, if the apocalypse has already begun, then what is the purpose of surrounding me?Without these men sanctioning me, what would my role in action be other than the novel I had already written?

What is the "main program" afraid of me?Think about it. Think about it.

Shouldn't it really have some permissions?

The hanger is also too big.

Wait, if I can hack, that's why the "main program" has to block me so persistently, instead of waiting for the doomsday to directly drown me and everyone.

If this is also the White Tower, assuming I have permission, then imagination...isn't it...

I stretched out my hand, thinking about the emperor's teachings.

Believe that you can do it.

I'm going to...the third-floor balcony.

There was a sudden change in front of my eyes.

The pot cover was holding a kitchen knife and chopping at people. Just as he raised his hand, I pushed open the glass door, pulled up the arm of the pot cover, and appeared beside the van.

The hand raised by the lid of the pot fell down, and the simulated driver's head was hacked to pieces.

Picking up the keys and getting into the broken car, the lid and I looked at each other.

"Drive!" said the pot lid, "I don't know how to drive."

"You don't know how to drive, what kind of society do you mix in! I also..."

I'm not familiar with cars, I don't know where to imagine it.

The ax had already struck the window.

"Fuck! Our car is bulletproof!"

No matter what happened, the van suddenly backed up.

"Why is it driving right on? What is it!" I twisted the steering wheel indiscriminately, but I didn't realize it in time, and the van backed up all the way. Pedestrians, turn them into a puddle of jam.

"We have to meet up with the scholars," said the lid.

"Did the emperor escape from prison?"

"You want to rob prison?" The pot cover was gearing up.

"Do you know the location? I know some simple super powers, let's go, let's get the people out, and then meet the scholars."

The red cloud in the sky became angry, and it beat the sky like a sea wave. The sky was brittle and split in two, and the rain that flooded the tires fell very quickly.

The rain poured into the front glass of the car very quickly. I have a shallow imagination and I am a little messy temporarily. There is no way to turn our broken car into a fish.

The car broke down on the road, and people were washed away. It seemed that the end was imminent, and it seemed that they had the confidence to pour me here directly.

Scarlet rainwater poured into the cracks of the broken car continuously, pouring in like blood.

The lid said, "Get out, I can swim."

"It's raining like never before, and the front cover has been removed!"

"what?"

"We need ships."

The seats were thoroughly soaked, and the sky opened up again.

The version will be updated again.

However, a voice suddenly came from the opened sky: "Everyone is free! The Shoutu faction will win!"

what?

I wiped my face, jumped out of the car, and fell on the disassembled hood. The pot lid was still wading through the water, floating and sinking in the water like a drowning duck clutching my wrist.

Nobody knows how ducks can drown.

It was still raining, and I kept wiping my face, imagining that our little piece of iron became a little bigger.

The lid of the pot has finally climbed up, and we will not be able to stage the love tragedy of Jack and Rose.

The prison had long been occupied by riots, and the emperor stood on a high place, even the wind and rain could not shake her body even a little bit.

In the end... Could it be that if you awaken this time, you will win?

On the roof of the hospital, Xi Yi groaned: "It seems that the heavenly beings of the Shoutu faction still keep their promises, saying that if I wake up others, they will be able to help. It seems that it is really possible!" The tattered helicopter, with bloody wounds all over his body.

The senior sister looked at her and was about to say something.

The master suddenly smiled slightly.

"Where were you before you came?" Master asked.

"Go back to Master, guard the earth faction in the sandy land."

"Is the flesh/body still there?"

"Still."

My senior sister hadn't explained clearly to Master how she got here, and was about to explain one or two things, when Master suddenly opened his arms, and the madman's middle-aged shirt swayed frantically on her body.The rain soaked her, and she raised her head, staring at the blood-red sky calmly.

"Even if you see that the sky has opened up now, you may go back, and all the hard work has been done... You still have to hold your sword and go to see what the earth guard faction is and what it is," the master said. .

The senior sister obeyed the instruction: "Yes, after we go back, the disciple must find out."

"No, I can't go back."

Master smiled gently, and pressed his wet hands on my senior sister's shoulders.

"The sword intent is, in the fake world, you can see my face, and I am still alive to make up for my regret... But I still want you... to break through this false sky! You are... a better sword than me scholar!"

My senior sister immediately understood Master's foreshadowing: "Your body/body is gone?"

"There are always regrets... Our bodies have been refined into meteorites, and we can't go back. If the defenders of the soil keep what they say, then we will never see each other again! I hope that what they say won't count, so that after the doomsday, we will restart. family!"

The master restrained his smile, and stroked his senior sister's head: "I left a photo, and I can take a look at it when I have nothing to do, so I can think about it."

My master had never treated my senior sister so tenderly, she knew she was going to leave completely.

"You, Ling Xiao, Cong Ming, you are all very good children. But my favorite disciple is still..."

The day is closed.

My senior sister opened her eyes and knelt down on the sand.

Xi Yi staggered, retracted his tail, and slowly let go of the senior sister in his hand.She didn't know whether she should stay here, she heard everything my master said at parting, and she planned to leave room for my senior sister to grieve.

The senior sister stepped forward and hugged her tightly.

Leave the sadness on her wet shoulders.

The soft tail bloomed like a lotus flower, Xi Yi was stunned for a moment, and wrapped her tail gently around the senior sister.

I opened my eyes, rolling them blankly.

I froze for a long time, tilted my head, and wanted to pour blood red rain from my ears, but found that I couldn't move.

A soft broadcast sound came from the ear: "Please stand still for ten seconds, and follow the instructions to move your body slowly, so as not to cause injury due to muscle weakness."

It is the voice of the scholar.

"Am I in...the real world?"

"Yes, Talisman Master, welcome to the White Tower Research Center, I am the Director of Internal Research of the White Tower, and I am a scholar."

"Look quickly...Look at the sandy land, the Soil Guard faction, the Soil Guard faction exists..." I wanted to struggle, but I was restrained by something and couldn't move.

"The sandy environment is inconvenient now... In the past six months, your Liberal Party training camp has made a lot of noise."

It was the long-lost...the chairman's voice.