How did Xiao Ming die?

It was I who gave me the godhead, of course I couldn't hide it from the two of Xuan Rong, and Ye Rong cursed and said that I was cunning, then took the sleeping man from my arms and sent him home.

"Let's go." Shi Xuan turned around, "Since I asked you to replace him, I will take you to try on clothes, and teach you the etiquette that you should pay attention to that day."

The clothes were heavy, and the shoulders supported the huge collar. Every step I took, I felt the hem of the clothes behind me pulling me.

"That's it." Shi Xuan walked slowly in front of me, "It will be a little hard work, and the etiquette is cumbersome, just get used to it."

I tugged at my clothes, "Rong is right, you are emperors and gods, since you don't like this ceremony, why do you allow it to exist?"

"There is a physicist named Li Zhengdao. He once said that the end of physics is aesthetics, the end of aesthetics is philosophy, and the end of philosophy is theology. When people grope along a scientific law, they find When we are amazed by the laws intertwined among all things, we will attribute the order of the world to the gods. In fact, we do exist. Whether it is human beings or the residents of Nibrosa, any individual soul can learn from faith They are guided and restrained, sustenance and togetherness. Since they have the desire to make a pilgrimage, I think this is actually quite good. Although the three of us often argue about running away from the sacrament, we never really want to abolish it. The sacrament has been It has become a Nibrossa festival, and since we choose to gather together, we must live within the rules.”

"Your words remind me of someone."

"En?" Shi Xuan turned around slowly, the setting sun cast a layer of warm red on his body.

I said, "He is obviously a human being, but he doesn't feel that he is living within the rules, but your gods and gods have classified themselves into the category of society."

Yes, I recall what Shiliang said ten years ago when he squatted at the corner of the bazaar in Egypt. He said, "Currency trading is an invention of human society. I do not belong to the category of society, let alone civilization." '

"who is it?"

"My brother."

"Toki?"

I smile.

There was a flash of sadness in Shixuan's eyes. When he met my gaze, he quickly moved his gaze to the distance and narrowed his eyes towards the setting sun.

The man in front of me clearly knew everything I wanted to know, but he couldn't answer any of my questions.I don't know whose entrustment he was referring to when he said, "Being entrusted by others, doing things that are loyal to others", but I couldn't bear to ask.

Because the way he looked at me just now was too sad.

I remember him saying that he had a very good human friend who died later.I guessed that person would be Toki, thinking of this, my heart paused.

"Yexuan, I don't care what kind of plan I and I get involved in, I don't care about the five-petal flower, soul, I just ask you to answer me a question, is my brother still alive?"

"he died."

Shi Xuan hardly hesitated, and answered calmly and calmly.

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, "Okay, I see."

Seeing that I was in a bad mood, Shixuan tactfully left first.

I sat on the steps of the altar, looking at the silhouetted stone pillar against the light, in a daze.

In fact, I can’t say whether I’m in a good mood or a bad mood. I can even say that I’m not in a good mood. I just don’t want to move, talk, or think.

I knew before that Toki might be the dead Li Ming, but I never believed it, and today I do.

As the sun sets, there is a red border on the distant mountains, and the sky is blue.The shadows on the ground became one, and I turned and walked towards the hall.

As I said, with his godhead, I understand many things naturally.For example, I have learned many ingenious designs in the hall without a teacher.

Turning the candlestick on the left, the floor in front lit up.I stood on the floor, my eyes flickered, and I appeared in a larger hall again.

This should be somewhere in the basement, because there are no windows.

The hall is made of special star stones, exuding soft light, illuminating every corner of the room.

I just want to wander here as I feel, aimlessly.

At the end of the hall, there is a huge stone door.

The gap between the two doors is invisible, and the black and gold streamer of the door panel blends with the surrounding decorations, making me almost think it's just a wall.

I walked to the door and looked up at the door frame which was more than ten meters tall, not knowing how to open it.

Besides, I don't have any related memories of my godhead.

I scratched a finger mark on the door with slightly wet fingertips, and the marks evaporated and disappeared on the smooth door.

Then, the huge thing in front of me opened without a sound, and it was eerily quiet.

I stood in front of the crack of the door, looked at the blueness inside, and walked in calmly.

This is a dark room, empty and cool, with a few sapphires inlaid in the corners emitting a faint blue light.

I dragged my red gown and walked towards the center of the dark room.

In the center of the dark room is a stone pillar made of light blue spar. To my surprise, its interior does not seem to be solid, because I can see bubbles constantly gushing out of it.

A person is wrapped in the translucent spar. He is naked and curled up like a baby in a womb.

There are shocking scars on his back, the color varies from dark to light, accumulating over time.

Bullet marks, burns, knife scars, each wound tells the story of his day, and counting them is like reading a book about him.

I put my palm on the stone pillar and moved closer, the crystal reflected my face.

A stream of water pushed his head up slightly, and my face was easy to overlap with his.

These are two identical faces, except that his eyes are closed and I am looking at him.

I saw tears dripping from the end of the man's eyes, obviously it wasn't him crying, but my shadow reflected on the stone pillar.

"Finally found you, Shiliang."

On the drive home, I had dinner with them as usual.

The atmosphere at the table was very harmonious, and I cooperated well with them, and it was Rong Zhi who praised me for being humorous.

I think how unhappy I have to be to make them all think I am happy.

After dinner, Xuan asked me to rest.I nodded, turned around and entered my bedroom.

I changed into his pajamas and picked up the laptop on the table with one hand.Lifting up the quilt, I lay down next to Zhenzhen.

I was breathing steadily and sleeping deeply.I stretched out my hand to tie the hair from his forehead to the back of his ears, and my eyes stayed on his sleeping face for a moment.

Then I got up on my knees and opened the notebook.

Yes, I want to re-watch the video of the code solution, and I am not worried that he will wake up and break me in the middle.

There is always a day when things come to an end. If that day does not come, I will drag time back.

I don't want to go on like this anymore, I want to know the truth.

I calmly unlocked the password he set next to Zhenzhen, and watched the video from beginning to end.

Dragging the progress bar, the light on the screen shone on my plain face.

I once said that I have the ability to quantify the world, which is not limited to vision. My hearing can accurately determine the decibels of each sound. Take this video as an example. At certain points, I found micro An undetectable pop.

Since I have experience in network distribution, I must be no stranger to commonly used audio software. Playing tricks on the video audio track is indeed like the encryption method he would use.

I clicked on the 'Start' interface, found AdobeAudition in the list, dragged the video into the software, and pulled out the audio.

Sure enough, the amplitude of the entire track seems to be deliberately reduced, but there are a few places where the amplitude is artificially increased, so the sound explodes.

I zoomed in on a few sonic explosions infinitely, until countless square dots appeared in the green wave.OK, those are the points.

These points that I deliberately increased are close to the following values: 1.22.34212, 3.41.62124, 10.25.65372...etc.

What are these numbers?Is it another password?No, no, if it's another password, I'm going to stab the person next to the bed.

Could it be that these numbers are important secrets that my deskmate wants to keep?It seems so.

I remember overhearing the conversation between Rong and Zhen in the bathroom, and Rong mentioned a gear plan.My tablemate was the mastermind of this plan before reincarnation, so these figures are probably the calculation data of this plan.

Because important data cannot be blatantly and casually written on the notepad, so he set up this code and recorded the data for himself with audio.

What will the cog plan be?

Suddenly, a hand grabbed my wrist, and he pulled me down vigorously, pushing me up.

I took my time and calmly looked at the man with disordered breathing.

It's because my pupils are not focused, I know his consciousness is still asleep, but his body instinctively wants to retrieve his godhead from me.

And what my deskmate is doing to me now must be something he didn't expect before.

I closed the notebook and casually threw away the pen and paper in my hand.He cupped his godless face in both hands.

"Is it me?"

He didn't respond.

I laughed, and pressed the back of his head violently, intercepting his lips.I bit his lower lip, and he froze for two seconds.

Just like encountering a source of water in the desert, he frantically absorbed and explored in my mouth.

I used to see that kisses were described as passionate and hot in books, and it was true. I melted into this hot fire, and I didn't even want to breathe.

When I was struggling on the verge of suffocation, it was I who finally let me go.

I took a deep breath, grabbed both of Zhenzhen's hands, turned over and pressed him down.

You know, it's my godhead right now, but it's here with me.

He was immobilized by me, and his eyes were still blank.

I leaned over, my forehead against his, the tip of my nose against his.We were all out of breath, panting undisguisedly.

I stared at his pupils which were close at hand, and stroked his restless soul with my spiritual power, "Honey, this kiss is a gift money for you, your godhead will stay with me for a few more days, sleep well."

As I said that, I slowly closed my eyes and fell into a long deep sleep.