The black-red circular " castle " was on a small mountain pillar that was the size of a horse's neck. From afar, it looked like a spinning vortex. A colorful rainbow flew above the " fortress " and crossed the distant horizon. The sky was drowsy, and it was a muddled scene after the rain. His eyes were controlled by the computer in his head. He was pushed into a dark corridor by the earthworm. He kept walking forward, and slowly felt his feet rise in the air, falling and rising.
In space, as the great scientist Stephen Hawking said,"Falling and rising were hard to distinguish. No one had ever heard of anyone falling from Earth into the universe. In addition to Earth's gravity, Xiao Niu also knew about the "elementary particle gravity", which was the fundamental reason for the collapse of planets and the suction force of black holes (even light and electromagnetic waves could not escape).
In the end, he fell into the water in a daze. His upper body was naked and he was wearing shorts. The water splashed with a mysterious light. He saw the " black-red round castle " in the water droplets and splashes. He imagined that it might be a " man-made black hole " parked on the top of the mountain. The " black hole " was not a pitch-black mass. Now, he saw the " castle " on the nebula. It was not a " hill " but a black hole on the neck of a centaur. He had been flying in a rainbow just now.
He saw a three-dimensional world in the waves. The person who had been " troubled " for the rest of his life built his own nest here and there. The world of " Dasin " was surrounded by greed, money, and fame, but it was penetrated by an ancient song that he had once played." Lao Tzu's Journey to the West ", leisurely riding on a green bull without knowing where he went. He had never seen his face before. How strong was the gravitational pull of the black hole of greed and fame? Can people escape? Even though space was curved.
He was a good swimmer, but now he felt tired and sleepy. He was a little powerless. He kicked down hard and his right foot stepped on something sharp. The pain was piercing. The soles of his feet must have been broken. He blamed himself for being rash and thinking too much.
He saw the blood on the water surface. He wanted to go back, or rather, return to the original space. Seeing the water flowing back around him, he thought of time. According to the theory of relativity, time and space were intertwined, but where was it?
Behind him was a vast expanse of white. When he turned back to look at the front, there were buildings on the other side, chimneys that were pulled out, and a confused sky. He swung his hand and paddled forward. The waves pounced on him one by one, drowning his face again and again. He swallowed the muddy yellow water again and again, and spat it out again and again. Panting heavily, he kept choking on water. He tried to fly and jump, but he had returned to normal and lost all his special abilities.
He stepped onto the shoal and looked ahead. On the wave was the beach. There was mud and some green water grass, like the hair on the head of a scab, sparse. A few tufts of reeds swayed in the wind and spread all the way to the shore. The waves looked like they were swaying, and the sound of the trembling guitar was still filled with the waves.
Vaguely, he saw someone sitting on the shore and playing, while others stood and watched. The waves kept hitting him. He stepped down with his right foot, and it was a mixture of underwater sand and mud. However, his left foot stepped on a sharp stake. It was not made of wood, but seemed to be a dagger. He could not pull his left foot out immediately, as if it was nailed. He had to use a lot of strength to pull it out, and the pain was bone-piercing.
He crouched down and reached out to pull out the stake. With a swoosh, he was cut by the sharp edge of the stake. Experience told him that this was a sharp knife or dagger that had pierced through the soles of his feet. He held it with both hands and tried to pull it out a few times.
He wanted to pull out the weapon and hold it again. The middle part of the weapon was a double-edged dagger. He suspected that it was an earthworm to test him. The first year of Tianbao. It seemed to be an antique. He held the antique, his hand still bleeding. He waded forward and walked to the muddy beach. His legs seemed to be filled with lead, so heavy that he couldn't lift them.
He broke a few reeds and sat on them. He saw that his left and right feet were still bleeding, and the sand was also dyed red. He heard the ancient song again,"A vague and quiet bird, passing through the four-dimensional space-time, flying in the empty mountains and valleys, in the shadows of the pine trees, in the dreams of the plum blossoms and bamboo, in the heart of the orchid."
He once again looked at the shore through the swaying reeds and saw someone playing the guitar. It was a woman sitting on a rock. He looked carefully and saw who it was. The man in white stood beside him.
Just as he was about to shout, he saw many little swans landing on the nearby mudbank. They seemed to be attracted by the sound of the guitar. There were also many birds. The red-crowned crane, black stork, osprey, and wild duck all walked forward. He couldn't help but fall down and crawl forward behind these birds.
When he had played the tune before, his heart had been open and his eyes wide. Now, it was as if the black bird had flown before his eyes and taken him into a cave of multicolored light. It was as if his spirit had flown away, and there he danced with his sword and whipped with his rod. At the same time, he seemed to be attracted by the mystic light. His will was resisting tenaciously. The wound on the soles of his feet was burning. He wanted to rest, but he couldn't.
He shouted,"Fengzi, is that you?" His voice sounded pale and weak on the beach. It was mixed with the sound of the wind and waves behind him, but it was all absorbed by the mysterious sound.
A flock of crows appeared in the sky, circling above his head. There was also the sound of cawing. In an instant, these crows somersaulted in the air, dazzling him. When he looked again, the black birds had transformed into huge planes, swooping down and dropping soundless easter eggs at him. When they exploded, they were a mass of multicolored light, soundless, tasteless, and varied:
There were horses galloping on the grasslands, goshawks circling on the snowy mountains, shopping malls bustling with people, computer screens with ever-changing images, wars filled with smoke, quiet mornings with white pigeons and olive leaves, and the vast solar system flying in the universe. Water, wood, metal, fire, earth, King Neptune, and Pluto's rotation; It was the burning of the hydrogen and helium of the star, the condensation, convergence, and contraction of the five-colored substances, the evolution of white dwarfs and neutron stars, the collapse of fundamental particles again into high-density black holes and singularities, the condensation of nebulae again, and the Big Bang.。。。，This was the information egg displayed in the multi-dimensional space, which could also hurt people to death.
Some shrapnel flew towards him, and he was hit in the head. His vision was dark, and when he regained consciousness, he saw a hand touching his head, but there was no one. The black planes dropped many 'eggs' on the river that were shining with mystic rays. They exploded in the waves and splashed water everywhere.
The black plane whirled and somersaulted again, then turned back into a crow and landed on the mud and reeds around him. The biggest one had black feathers, reminding him of the one Nancy had shot down. It cawed at him and trod over the mud.
It said,"We are the Raven Special Forces. We have been ordered by the earthworm to report to the Lord."”In this mystic light, he saw Mr. Earthworm coming from behind him, giving him a bamboo stick and saying,""This is your weapon. Put the crow into the bamboo tube.”
The earthworm told him the password and said that he was in the six-dimensional future.
He grabbed the bamboo stick and stood up. The stick was shining with colorful light. Oh, this weapon is not bad. It's a good friend, but it's a little big to be my personal bodyguard. As he thought about it, the stick seemed to have gained sentience and immediately shrank to the size of a finger. " You're a good friend," he thought again." But don't be like Sun Wukong's Jingu Bang, which is only used for war. We earthlings, especially the people of China, speak of peace, justice, and freedom. You'd better turn me into a biological computer for Master Huashan and let me do some work that is beneficial to mankind."
" Hehe," the earthworm laughed and said," It can be used as a supplement for the computer in your head.”
When he looked at the earthworm again, it was gone.
The stick turned into a foot-long green worm and disappeared. A small touch screen suddenly appeared. The desktop system management project: "Biological Computer (Fungus Sprout: China 2010 British Pavilion)""Your Origins""Earth Origins""Earth Technology""Earth Culture""Z Star Technology""Dopple Effect""Hubble Effect""Big Bang Theory""Relativeness""White Dwarf""Andromeda Galaxy""" Small Magellan Cloud """Small Magellan's Z Star System". The desktop was as bright as stars.
The calf was really happy and wanted to tell Feng Zi about this. Where was Feng Zi on the shore? The calf was quite sad. He said to the bio-computer, We Chinese love peace, freedom, and equality. For this, we have sacrificed thousands of lives in exchange for today's sunshine.
Don't command the Raven fighter jets or fly nuclear ships to use lasers or nuclear weapons. It's the same for aliens. Never use destructive weapons first. Remember this well before laying eggs. I don't want you. Throw them away. Ask for criticism. Author QQ**QQ**
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