[Qing Chuan] I really want to live another 500 years

Eight steps to live well, the dead are the greatest... But it must be enough, "fate" is the excuse of the loser, and "luck" is the self-effacing of the winner.

——This is one of the speeches that Yinzuo forgot to hear in which year and month.

After many years, when Yinzuo finally remembered this sentence, he was actually proving that half of this sentence is not so true. Some people succeed, it may really be just luck, like him_(:3) ∠)_

"What did you call me just now?"

"Holy Son," repeated the blond and blue-eyed Silver Shining Kneeling in front of Yinzuo. He spoke fluent Chinese dialect and brought some Beijing-style freshness, which made him feel very cordial.

Dear you little mushroom, fall!As an upright foreigner, you speak Beijing dialect more fluently than me, have you considered my feelings?It's a joke, isn't it? !And what kind of mushroom is this "holy son"? Do you dare to stand firm a little bit? You were still Mutu's people last night. Today, as soon as Mutu died, you switched to others. Is this really a real man?

You know me and Mutu have spent our lives trying to kill each other, right?Well, the main reason is that she killed me more unilaterally, but I am also determined to fight back!

"Your Majesty, you can't accept it for a while, and it is also within our expectation, to be precise, it is within the expectation of the great former saint. Of course, it is possible that you don't want to hear her now, which is also her As expected. Then, please allow me to introduce our High Priest, His Excellency Chonghua, and let him give you a detailed explanation."

"Who?"

Charlie was wearing a special gold-rimmed white robe, and walked in slowly with a compassionate face. He performed a solemn and solemn etiquette to Yinzuo that Yinzuo had never seen before, but it looked very similar: "Mian Down."

Are you finally out of order, Charlie?What high priest, what Chonghua, what is going on? !Twin terriers?When this man, whether it was Charlie or not, bowed his head and kissed Yin Zuo's fingertips, Yin Zuo completely gave up thinking about it. To be honest, I have never joined any cult or MLM organization. Is this the current newspaper now? !Or is it malicious from Mutu? !

……silence……

……silence……

……silence……

"Your Majesty, if you can say 'I forgive' at this time, then the etiquette will definitely be more perfect." The blond Silver Shining spoke in a very humble tone, as if he was afraid that Yinzuo would be angry, so he would treat him like this A small child would be weirdly embarrassed at all.

"If I don't say it all the time, will he keep this action?"

Charlie is kneeling in front of Yinzuo at this time, his head can't be lowered, only the white neck under the black curly hair is exposed, that represents absolute surrender, he dedicated all his fragile parts to him without reservation, he can feel free to dispose of him.This is Yin Xingxian's explanation to Yinzuo when he was doing this set of etiquette just now.

"Yes." Silver Shining replied.

Inexplicably, Yin Zuo really wanted to watch Charlie kneel down like this all the time, cough, of course, just thinking about it, he quickly said: "I forgive."

After the ceremony, Charlie still didn't get up. After Silver Shining, who claimed to be the guardian knight of Yinzuo, left satisfactorily, Charlie stood up again, walked to the small couch next to him and sat down, his appearance and demeanor were still elegant, but Temperament and the compassion and humility just now are not the same thing at all: "Why, it looks unexpected? I'm so sorry, I was not brainwashed to respect you like a god, and I let you down."

Hearing the familiar tone, Yin Zuo was moved to tears, he took Charlie's hand and said: "That's great, you are still you."

"...I'll accept it as a compliment. Tell me, if there's anything you don't understand, I'll answer it for you quickly, so that the old guy outside won't talk about me again."

"The old guy you are referring to is the one who just quit, right?" The other party is a handsome man in his twenties no matter how he looks at it!

"Yes, his verbosity is definitely not inferior to any old guy. Do you have an opinion?" Charlie raised his eyebrows and looked at Yin Zuo, as if in a daze, "Ah, do you mean that you fell in love with him? It's really not me Say you, he's too old for you, get another one, you've got tons of choirs in England, and those choir boys in white robes, bare ankles, like angels will be more to your liking, believe me Me, a lot of people do that."

"I don't understand a word you said."

"Well, you are really suitable for England, Mr. Mensao." Charlie smiled slightly, "Then, let's talk about something you can understand without denying it because of Mensao. What is different about Illuminatiism?" Understand?"

"I don't understand anywhere!" In fact, this is the first time I've heard this cult use such a high-frequency word that is always used by religious villains in Western fantasy novels.

"==I can tell you that I guessed that you would ask this?" Charlie looked helpless, and put on a posture of talking to Yinzuo, "Do you still remember the letters I wrote to you about my mother? "Frequently walking around with people from the church? I always thought she was trying to manipulate the state religion, or attack the Vatican, but then I realized that I really underestimated her creativity. She made a whole by herself. The Sect of the Goddess of Light, referred to as the Sect of Light, has quietly developed in various parts of the world many years ago. It is said that the founder of the Sect is not her, but a sage who is more stalwart than her. When the soul of the sac returns to heaven, she took over."

It turns out that the congregation of her third sister that Atu said was not an insinuation of Mutu's brain-dead followers, but the kind of congregation in the true sense... Is there anything Mutu can't do?

"Then how did you get into the religion? The official position is quite high." High priest or something, it sounds very high!

"Because my 'mother' is the holy daughter of the Illuminati, as his 'unclean' son, although the goddess of light will not allow me to inherit her mantle, the goddess allows me to replace my mother to assist the next holy son, that is, You, lead you to the truth and the light. Can you imagine? A 'mother' herself telling everyone that her son is 'unclean'." In fact, Charlie was angry that even though Mutu died, in order to keep himself In his current position, in order to survive, he still had to say that he was her son.

"Who told her to be Mutu." In Yinzuo's impression, Mutu was basically closely connected with the vicious big boss.

"Yes, who made her Mutu. Well, don't mention her, I feel uncomfortable when I mention her," Charlie obviously didn't want to discuss this topic, but he couldn't avoid Mutu anyway. , "Illuminati has many teachings that are very interesting. If you are interested, you can take a look at it some other day. Then, let's get to the topic of Illuminati. Do you believe that there are miracles in this world?"

Yin Zuo shook his head, even time travel can be managed by a special department, he doesn't really believe in unnatural forces, uh, except for the ghosts that scare him.

"Me too, once. Can you imagine? A thing called a train, it doesn't need any animal to pull it in front of it, just give it a little thing called n energy, it can run, run The speed of getting up is more than twice that of a carriage, and it can carry a lot of people. Let me compare it with you..."

"Stop, I understand." As soon as you mentioned the train, I understood everything, "But what is n-energy?"

"My mother...damn it, it's still very uncomfortable. Do you mind if I use the saint to refer to her?" Charlie didn't intend to ask Yinzuo's opinion at all, but just asked, "The saint was in Asia many years ago. Some strange shiny energy sources were found on some islands. She felt that it was a gift from the Goddess of Light, a treasure provided by the Goddess to save the world. She called it energy, which means it can provide us with strength. Then, she said It really succeeded, replacing the horse with n energy. There are many other examples, so I won’t list them one by one, so as not to confuse you.”

"No, no, no, I'm very interested. You don't need to explain what it is, just say the name, maybe I can understand it all at once, and understand, uh, the meaning of the saint." Yin Zuo was grateful for the first time that he and Mu Graphs also have something in common.

"Cars, ships, and airplanes are means of transportation. The new spinning machines, paper machines, printers, and telephones that have eliminated the spinning jenny are of course all under development. They are just a saint's idea. She firmly believes that Can be successful, after she got the train out, I also started to believe a little bit. She has a dedicated research and development team, but where are those people, I don't know, but I believe someone does, and you will soon I was told. And once these things are successful, it will become your merit, Your Majesty the Son."

Can I say that I actually don't want it at all?Yin Zuo didn't mind selling these things, but he didn't want to be the "creator" or "inventor" of these things, because he didn't do anything at all.

Then, Yinzuo suddenly thought of something: "The islands where N Energy is located, don't happen to belong to Japan, right?"

Charlie nodded: "Yes, in the past Dongpu was the fiefdom of the saintess, and some misfortunes happened there, but now it is deserted, only the energy buried deep underground that others don't know about. As long as you find a way to get it If you don’t have a fief, then the energy will be yours, in fact, the saint’s original words are, you must go to this fief.”

"Why are you telling me this, I mean you already know it all, don't you? You can..."

"No, I can't. Remember? I've been 'unclean' from the beginning, and I'm not entitled to these things." Just like Charlie has been guarding against Mutu, Mutu doesn't necessarily trust Charlie that much. , or anyone.

"Then why me?" This is what Yin Zuo couldn't understand the most.

"To be honest, I am also very curious why she left it to you. You must know that she once wanted to kill you so urgently, but the will she left is indeed the same. That's right, before we entered the capital , she told the congregation that she had a premonition that the chances of her surviving were only five or five. , is destined to lead us to glory. Sometimes I doubt whether she knows who you are, or has always regarded you as a strong enemy according to her own imagination. Forgive me for not agreeing with her idea that you are very strong."

"I think I still have a lot of room for development in the future." Yinzuo immediately retorted.

Charlie shrugged: "Whatever you say. If you can mention her a little calmly now, then I will ask Anbang to come in. She left you a letter. I know the existence of the letter, but I can't keep it. My task is to explain to you the benefits you may get before I send you the letter."

Yinzuo felt that he could understand Mutu on this point. If there was no Charlie as a buffer, he would not believe her, no matter how gaudy Mutu said in the letter.

And: "Actually, I've wanted to ask since just now, Chonghua? Anbang? These all sound like Chinese names."

"Yes, as I told you, the Guangming religion has many very interesting teachings, and this is one of them. After we join the religion, we will have a Chinese name as our Christian name, because the sun rises in the east, The Goddess of Light comes from the East, and the oldest country in the East is the Celestial Dynasty. The most interesting thing is that this doctrine is not stipulated by the saint, but the founder of the saint before the saint, the person who has died, an out-and-out British people."

Very good, another time-traveling senior, how many seniors are there in this sieved world? !

After "Anbang" came in, Yinzuo found out that this was the Chinese name of the shiny silver who had just quit. He respectfully handed Yinzuo an envelope hot-stamped with wax paint, but it was not the home of any family. Emblem, or the emblem of the Guangming Cult, that is more like a fingerprint.

Yinzuo looks at Charlie, is that what I think?This is Mutu's fingerprint?

Charlie nodded unobtrusively. Yes, Mutu was very cruel in order to prevent others from peeping. You must know that when the wax was printed on the envelope at the beginning, she was still hot, but she did not hesitate. Press your finger up.Her fingerprint is unique, no one can imitate it, and it is clear at a glance whether the letter has been opened or not.

Before Yinzuo opened the letter, Charlie and Silver Shining, who claimed to be Yinzuo's guardian knight, retreated together.

Mutu's handwriting in the letter was just like her strong personality, giving people a very domineering feeling. Every stroke seemed to have a murderous air. She said: "I know you must hate me very much, and wish you could kill me. Just like how I feel about you. Maybe you will wonder why I want to target you, because I know the principle that only one person can live in a world, and I can know this because I am also reasonable Immigrants are not black households in time and space.

Why are we at the same point in time in the same world?This is not a malfunction of the Planning and Wearing Committee's technology, but the evil result of taking in time and space hackers.

I hope you have listened carefully to their boring courses during the training of the Planning and Wearing Committee, if not... well, I didn't listen to those things carefully, so I paid a heavy price for it.Just in case, I will explain to you here what the evil consequences of taking in time-space black households will be, if you haven't listened to those lessons carefully. "

The inexplicable Yinzuo blushed a little, because he was not serious in the past, but this time he read Mutu's letter with a very serious mood.

"For example, the world you should travel through is a, the world I should travel through is b, and someone in world c used his disgusting 'kindness', thinking he was noble enough not to kill the black household of time and space, and then , bang, the evil result appeared, the three worlds of abc and bc began to merge irresistibly, the timeline was in chaos, his kindness alone made us in many worlds pay for him together.

Maybe I traveled later than you, maybe you later than me, but the final result is that we met.

In fact, before you came, this world has merged too many worlds, there are countless traversers and time-space black households, and you will find many predecessors throughout history. They were lucky not to meet on the time axis. Not necessarily lucky.But you and I, and those people who were killed by me before you met unfortunately, so we had to fight.

I hope you're smart enough not to ask stupid things like why you killed your own companions and can't we all work together to find a solution.

Of course, when you read this letter, I was already dead, which proves that you are cruel enough, you should not be so stupid, I am just in case.

The fusion of time and space is only the first step in producing evil results.

In the second step, if you are careful, you may have discovered that this world is not developing at all, it has been standing still, and history is faulted.No matter what those excellent time-traveling predecessors did, they will return to the original point in the end.You might say that this is a historical inevitability.But if a butterfly in Siberia vibrates at the wrong frequency, it may cause a storm at sea, and a traveler cannot shake history.

So what about the countless traversers? !You should have read those novels about fighting for hegemony. Traveling to ancient times, Song Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties, any dynasty can turn the tide, and it can make the Chinese dynasty take another path at the inflection point of history.Although that is very unscientific, the truth is similar.

The third step is to obliterate.

I don't know if this world has begun to eliminate those predecessors who should have existed but did not appear in my memory, because once the world is eliminated, there is really nothing left, and no traces can be left.

How should I put it, world fusion is not as simple as 1 plus 1 equals 2, but like a puzzle, or, uh, did you play with dolls when you were young?Press the left arm of doll a on the body of doll b, the right arm is from doll c, the head is d, the legs are e and f, and the whole body is a patchwork of freaks.The whole doll has long been beyond recognition.

Then, a new question arises, where did the replaced limbs go.The answer is just as you think, completely disappearing, being obliterated, not even the files of the Space-Time Bureau can be left behind.

And the fourth step is devastating suffering, collapse.

Fragmented worlds are being assembled more and more together, but not all worlds can fit perfectly, but there is a small gap, a small flaw, like a piece of glass that has cracked, and sooner or later it will shatter into slag. Then we ceased to exist together, disappearing from this universe.Not only the traversers, but also these natives.And the worse linkage consequence is that it will spread to the world adjacent to us, like an infectious disease, causing countless deaths and injuries.Fortunately, this gradual deterioration is very slow, giving us enough time to save ourselves and restore the situation.

The existence of the Space-Time Administration is based on wanting to prevent the space from being destroyed. They put everyone in a different space as much as possible, so there will be no trouble.But even though the Space-Time Administration has tried very hard to maintain the situation, there are still some people who have uncontrolled time travel or rebirth before the Space-Time Administration finds them.

If there are no other traversers or reborns, they will live a happy life, but if there are others, it will be the beginning of a disaster.Therefore, we reasonable immigrants shoulder a mission at the same time, to kill black households other than ourselves, which is for the happiness of most people.

Of course, I personally feel that no matter how beautiful the whitewashing is, in the final analysis, it is still for my own benefit.

Because we not only need to prevent other black households from appearing in our own world, but also guard against being implicated in other adjacent worlds one day.

It's a never-ending battle.

The only way to stop it is to kill all the people whose time axis is messed up except you, but in fact this is nothing more than drinking poison to quench thirst, as if I met you again just a few years after I succeeded.I thought there would be no more time travelers.

I don't know why you appeared in this world, maybe you should have appeared in another world, but you were implicated, but since we met, in order to prevent another tragedy of killing each other, either I end you as soon as possible, or you Get me asap.

When you read this letter, you have won.

The prince of success, I lost, so I admit defeat, just like those partners who died in my hands in the past, I leave all the resources I can mobilize to you, I hope you can work hard with these resources To live, to improve the world, to fulfill our last wishes.

There are good and bad world integration. The bad part is that the world squeezes out the development of those civilizations, but the good part is that it also leaves us with new treasures from other worlds.

Once I yearned for steam and electrical civilization, and wanted to enter the age of technology.But then I discovered that n-energy is a brand-new new type of energy. It has no pollution and can be recycled. When the energy is converted into other power, it will slowly condense and return to the original place of minerals after migration.

In other words, make good use of this gift and bring a completely different civilization to this world, not limited to the future you know.A clean new world without pollution, without global warming, without smog.

Sincerely,

Love you is not known.

ps: I would be very grateful if you could let me go and give me a grand funeral.

And ps: If you meet a partner or a black household again, I suggest to you with all your companions, first find out whether the other party is a black household or your own, then decide whether to transfer resources, and finally write a will.I have been preparing this will since the year I fought in Japan, until now, I am curious how long your will will last. "

The letter was completely gone at this point, but Yinzuo was stunned in place, because he remembered that the former instructor told them that the probability of encountering a traverser was extremely low.

In other words, after Mutu struggled and survived in this world that has become an arena, maybe she could have had a happy ending. chances will be minimized.But because of him, his backstage helped him get a second chance to cross, destroying this balance.

Once time travels, one can only take root in that world and cannot leave again. This is a technical problem that cannot be changed by the Plan and Travel Committee.

So he should actually be the loser of the war of traversers, before he realized what the world outside the imperial city had become, he died.But his backstage broke the rules by giving him a chance to do it all over again.

Existence is reasonable. Some seemingly ruthless rules have their necessity and inevitability. Before breaking them, it is best to think clearly about the consequences of breaking them.

"What's wrong with you?" Charlie came in again, and saw Yin Zuo holding the letter but looking frustrated.He felt that the woman Mutu must have said something in the letter. He snatched the letter, threw it into the heating stove in the room without even reading it, and watched the fire burn and swallow it. The traces that the woman once left behind.

Charlie yelled at Yinzuo very violently, as if he was still the young and impulsive him in the past: "Do you remember that she once wanted to kill you? No matter why she left these to you, the bad things she did will not disappear , People she once killed cannot be resurrected, evil deeds are still evil deeds, don't believe her nonsense that you have no choice but to do it, that is the most common trick of the devil, to win sympathy, so that you will have a hard time even after she dies! Maybe she really had a good starting point, but the final result is still bad. Could it be that I hurt you for your own good, will you continue to like me? That is not kindness, it is cheap. In the final analysis, for your own good This statement itself is very selfish, it is a kind of self-satisfaction! You can't be so stupid?!"

"No." Yinzuo shook his head subconsciously. He almost, almost followed Mutu's train of thought again. A report does not mean that she was the one who died. What she did in the past was right and can be forgiven. Maybe she was pitiful, but she deserved her death.

"Thank you, Charlie."

"My honor, Your Majesty the Holy Son."

The author has something to say: I saw a lot of comments from my parents yesterday. I wondered if I didn’t explain clearly, or expressed myself clearly, and made another mistake in interrupting the plot. A certain suddenly found out... If Mutu explained to Yinzuo alive, then Yinzuo must not be able to play against Mutu, so he temporarily changed it to a letter and explained things clearly