The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 43: The world is beautiful and picturesque
The young monk just looked like a young man, in fact he has lived for many years.
Of course he is still a teenager, otherwise he would not go to the sea of dark things.
I believe he has a way to take away the countless monsters on the bottom of the sea, and he may encounter some broods or even another dark thing. Next, the number of monsters coming through the space cracks will become much smaller, and the pressure on the fleet on the Menghuo Industrial Base will also be much smaller.
The battleship Lieyang started again and headed for the burning planet. With the help of the researchers at the 857 base, Zengju began to finalize the plan. A dozen ultra-micronized nuclear power furnaces and the newly developed ablation equipment have arrived and are ready for use.
As mentioned earlier, neither the local powerhouses of the Galaxy Alliance nor the large-scale remote-controlled equipment can withstand the high temperature of the ablation equipment at close range, and the accuracy is far worse. It can only be done by the Ascended.
I don't know at this time, if Zeng Ju once again remembered that son of the Shen family who was arrogant and presumptuous, and even a jerk.
The middle-aged researcher wearing a gray plaid shirt came under the battleship with a teacup. The bracelet leaned lightly, making a light beep, the heavy alloy door slowly opened, and a strategic warehouse with an extremely large space appeared in front of him.
As for the use of the ablation equipment, he has fully mastered it at the 857 base, and his algorithm is different from Zengju, so there is no need to watch and learn with his own eyes. If Zengju can’t bear it, he will show his own The identity goes to take over.
The warship’s warehouse was filled with various equipment and a huge number of nuclear bombs on both sides, and it was still empty.
He walked to the middle of the warehouse, felt the residual breath in the air, and took a sip from his teacup.
The jasmine tea has been slightly cool, not so refreshing, but his requirements for life have never been high.
He suddenly felt something, stretched out his right index finger and middle finger, and pointed at the bullet frame on the other side of the alloy wall.
With a soft rubbing sound, a black chess piece that had been left in the corner for an unknown period of time broke through the air and fell accurately between his fingers.
Looking at the black chess between his fingers, a missed smile appeared on his dark face, and the silver bracelet on his wrist seemed to become brighter.
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The morning light passed through the glass on the window and fell on the chessboard, shining on the black chess piece in the middle, shining like Jing Jiu's eyes.
Xue Ji leaned on the corner of the sofa, looking blankly at a place on the wall, not knowing what she was thinking, of course she was expressionless at first, except for occasionally squinting her eyes.
The meeting in the town hall is still being broadcast live on the TV light curtain. After a night of quarrel, neither the mayor nor the senior officials and city councillors can support it. As for the officials with specific work arrangements, I have already left for a long time to go to the neighborhoods and institutions they are responsible for.
After Eve’s figure disappeared from the TV light curtain, Huaxi lost interest in those boring quarrels, just looking at the warning subtitles and the process arrangements that were enlarged and displayed in the light curtain from time to time, she felt that she should memorize it seriously , It's just getting more and more confused.
With a soft bang, Jing Jiu dropped a white piece on the chessboard. The crisp voice awakened Huaxi. She rubbed her eyes and walked to the window and said to him: "Brother, I can't remember the evacuation regulations, but I remembered the list of items to carry, or I will get it first?" /
Actually, Jing Jiu didn’t really understand what was being quarreled on TV, and what it meant to evacuate. He followed her words with an hum, and then continued to place the pieces. It didn’t take long for the pieces to fill up the chessboard—if this chess game If it can be transmitted back to Chaotian Continent, Queen Sparrow will probably faint happily again.
"Who can fold clothes? Do you want to bring that piece of red cloth? What is the emergency multifunctional device? Why didn't I find it?"
Huaxi has never packed his luggage, whether it's at Xingmen Base's home, or at the priest's college, or this home. In fact, she was more often a piece of luggage, brought by Jing Jiu from the star gate to the main star, and then from the outer-fog galaxy to a certain sewer on this planet.
The more she tidyed up, the more upset she became, and she ran back to the living room holding a pile of clothes, and yelled loudly.
In the past few days, I don't know why, the little girl's temper is getting bigger and bigger.
Chilling glanced back at her gratefully on the windowsill.
The little girl really seems to be waking up. This is indeed a bit dangerous, but it feels good that someone in the family helps to share housework and take responsibility.
Jing Jiu and Xue Ji don’t care about these things, and don’t care about her screaming. Anyway, there are no neighbors in 720. Under the premise of ensuring safety, they can have no response to any changes in the world. The monk is even taller.
At this time, the guest bell of Unit 720 suddenly rang. The face-to-face interactive system was broken a long time ago. Huaxi threw the things in her arms onto Xue Ji with some irritation, opened the door of the room, and then opened the iron door of the unit. He found a basket on the steps, but no visitor was seen. , But there is a line of footprints in the thin snow on the ground, and a line of cat paw prints on the flowerbed in the distance.
She returned home carrying the basket and said, "I don't know who it is."
Xue Ji squeezed her head out of the pile of clothes, pulled aside a sock hung on her face with her round little hands, and gave her a cold look.
"It seems to be... the front building." Jing Jiu retracted his gaze from the window, and added with a slow rate of speech: "Basketball player, kid."
Huaxi pulled out an old tobacco box from the basket. Someone wrote a message on the box. It probably meant: I am a neighbor on the 714th floor. I have to prepare for evacuation now, although it may not really be evacuation. , But the organic products at home need to be destroyed by themselves. I like to eat frozen pears. My mother took advantage of the fact that the snow has been very heavy this year and the temperature is very low. She made a lot of them for me. Come on.
I don’t know who the basketball boy is, or whether the gift is given by him or by the whole family. In short, the message is full of clumsy and careful kindness.
Xue Ji didn't respond, Jing Jiu said thank you. The problem is that people have already left at this time, and I don't know who the thank you is for.
Huaxi took out a frozen pear from the basket, looked at it curiously, and said: "It's so ugly, I don't know if it's delicious."
The color of frozen pears is jet-black, like a bruise on a person's body, and it looks a bit awkward.
Jing Jiu thought for a while and said, "I have to eat."
The meaning of this sentence is that what is unsightly is not necessarily unpalatable, you have to taste it to know the real taste. Just like the pastries that Mrs. Eve brought them every time, they were very good-looking, but they tasted really unpleasant. He didn’t know that the reason for this was because the pastries should be eaten directly, and they don’t need to be like Huaxi. Steam it thoroughly with a steamer every time.
Huaxi thought that what his brother said was reasonable, took the frozen pear to his mouth, and bit down hard.
Then, there was a painful cry without any surprise, and two lines of clear tears poured out of his eyes.
Jing Jiu comforted a little awkwardly and suggested: "Since it is so hard, let it go before eating it softly."
How can I soften a frozen pear? The most intuitive idea is, of course, heating. Fortunately, Huaxi was in a bad mood today and was too lazy to boil water and use a steamer, and put the frozen pears directly on the window sill, waiting to be burned by the sun.
There is a thin layer of snow on the surface of the frozen pear, which looks like frosting. When it is illuminated by the sun, it finally looks good and becomes a lot more attractive.
The time spent in the sun was a little longer, and the snow and frost on the sunny side gradually turned into water droplets, crystal clear, like pearls.
Suddenly snow fell outside the window. The sunlight penetrated the snowflakes, penetrated the glass, and shone on the glass beads on the surface of the frozen pear, refracting the light, which was beautiful.
Looking at this scene, Jing Jiu took the pen and paper from the piano and began to sketch, but he was a little dissatisfied with the painting, and once again remembered a person named He Zhan.
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Monk Huanxi has been here.
In the sea of dark things, everything is dark, without any light, it really looks like the deepest and deepest seabed. Yes, he has also been to the deepest part of the sea, staying in the abyss of death without light for a long time, and the sea there is as cold as the space around him at this time.
In the past few times when I entered the sea of dark things, I always entered from the edge, and not far away, there are stars behind, like the lights of hometown, I can find the direction at any time, and then retreat.
At this time, he has gone deep into the sea of dark matter for tens of thousands of kilometers. The space crack in the Tianhuo Industrial Base, from the initial golden pupil to a small light spot, has long since disappeared, even he can't see it. .
There is no visible light here, and other rays are extremely sparse, in his eyes like a candle that may be extinguished at any time.
Fortunately, the monsters he led from the crack in the space have a clear sense of existence, which can help him determine his own existence.
There are a lot of these monsters, but they can only float in space. Like a kite, they are extremely slow and pose no threat to him. The threat still comes from the sea of dark matter itself.
He can't perceive the dark energy scattered in the space, but it is obvious that those dark energy are constantly immersing into his golden body, and the Zen mind has moved.
A ray of light suddenly appeared in the front, like watching a extinguished paper money suddenly burst out of a spark, and then lit the paper in the basin.
It was a star in the process of extinguishing. I don't know if the internal light-heat high-pressure environment has changed and it bloomed with dazzling light.
Similar images often appear in the sea of dark objects, and it may take many, many years before the light will really fade away.
With the light shining from the distant star, the monk Huanxi saw the target he was looking for with the celestial eye. The monk flicked his sleeves, stepping on the big nirvana and flew over.
Dozens of mother nests are quietly suspended in the dark universe, as if to be integrated with the universe itself, illuminated by the light of the star, then emerge from the universe, revealing jet black and densely lined. On the surface of the dot, it looked a little disgusting.
Sensed the coming of life, the black broodstock immediately awakened, and countless tentacles emerged from the pits on the surface, like closed pores suddenly giving birth to hairs, and like maggots burrowing from the surface of rotting food Came out, more disgusting.
The light illuminates all this and greets the monk Huanxi. He exclaimed with joy, "It's so beautiful."
There is no medium and no audience in the universe. He is not a person like Shen Yunbu. At this time, he will naturally not use the method of vibrating space to spread the sound, so he admires silently, but his expression is not fake, completely from the heart.
The concept of beauty and ugliness is the full embodiment of utilitarianism in human beings.
As one of the most remarkable and powerful beings in human history, the Huanxi Sangha has already transcended many human boundaries, and naturally sees things more detached-his aesthetic is still human, but even more extreme .
Except for the ancient god~IndoMTL.com~, no one has seen such a picture. At least he hasn’t seen it in any materials. He feels that he should keep these pictures and materials, even if he can’t. Finding Xue Ji, unable to leave this sea, future generations can at least know more.
He let the Nirvana come to a halt, taking out the pen and paper from nowhere, and drew the endless darkness in front of him, the dying fire of stars in the distance, and these broods like frozen pears nearby.
The pen was the one he used when he was in Yimaozhai. The paper was made of peach bark in front of Shuiyue'an gate. With such a pen, characters and paintings written on such paper can be preserved for a long time even in a bad environment.
The pen tip kept smearing on the paper. He left all the foreground objects in the painting, and then attached various detailed data obtained by seeing and mental arithmetic.
Finally, he put this piece of paper into the Nirvana, then flew to the nests, stretched out his fingers and hooked them, and said, "Come on."
After saying this, he turned around without hesitation and left.
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