book of ten thousand words

When I landed, I was almost out of breath.

The little prince grinned and said: "How about it, is it really flying over the wall?"

After finishing speaking, a black figure flashed beside me, which scared me a little bit.A closer look, even more terrifying.This person is extremely black, extremely ugly, extremely thin and extremely strange.The little prince just looked at me proudly, "You only miss your husband, don't you know that I also have a husband?"

Hearing what the little prince said, although I was afraid in my heart, I couldn't help it, and nodded slightly to him.

The man had a strange face, and his eyes looked like a fierce and tired eagle.

But the eagle laughed, "I don't dare to be. The little prince is very smart, how can I teach you?" The two talked and laughed, and then they led the horse and wanted to leave here.I still ride the same horse with the little prince.Just as the horse was about to leave, Mr. Mao was suddenly remembered by me, so I couldn't bear it anymore, so I whispered to the little prince: "Wait a minute, why don't we bring Mr. Mao out and send him back to the south of the Yangtze River before we go back?"

"Compared with letting him go back, I'd rather let him stay here. I hate the heartless person the most. He's an old liar." The little prince pulled the rein and started to walk.I looked back at Ye Yuan, feeling worried.

"So what if you don't lose your heart? The prince is notoriously devoted, isn't my wife one of the three thousand beauties?"

As I said that, I felt a sense of suffocation as if someone was holding my heart and strangling my forehead.When I was dizzy, I heard the little prince say: "Chuange, if my horse is faster, I will take you to run hundreds of years later to have a look. At that time, if you want to study, you can study, and if you want to work, you can do it." You don't have to stay at home, and you don't have to bind your feet for people to see. Men, whether they are princes or ordinary people, are free to love others, but if they marry the person they love, they are not allowed to have sex with each other in this life. Others have nothing to do with it." I was so dizzy, my whole body was even more dizzy, and I replied vaguely, "Nonsense again, how can there be such a time?" I didn't know what I was talking about.

"Why not? I said yes! At that time, you will see that everyone in the world is like this, so you will never doubt me again."

"I don't believe it, there must never be such a time!"

"Oh, I just said you don't believe me, so you don't believe me again."

I paused, "Xiong, what kind of day do you want?"

"It's enough to eat, to wear, to have you, and to have fun..."

"But……"

"No, but. You're starting to think again. Don't worry, my master is the most loyal friend in Nanping Street. Our contacts are kept very secret, and no one in the house will know about you leaving the wild garden... , can't leak out at all. Don't worry, Madam Xing can't find you. "

Looking at it coldly, the boy in his teens, with his frown swirling, actually has a bit of his father's demeanor of a general.

That's the end of the matter, that's all there is to it.However, if I sneak out of the wild garden like this, where can I go?Could it be true that, as the little prince said, he could go straight to the unfettered new world 300 years later?

"So, ULAS, sorry, you mean, at that time, you started to be conscious of time and space, right?"

"Yes, in fact, thinking about this matter has never stopped in the hearts of Chinese people since Zhuangzi, has it not?"

"Yep."

"Well... One day, you will wake him up too, right?"

"...Maybe, but that should be a long, long time after we fully understand you."

"Okay. Then I'll finish my story first..."

"At that time, I was sitting on the little prince's horse, and I was running wildly. After hearing his words, my heart was sweet at first, and then bitter. I stretched out my hand, and the golden clouds in the sky could not be caught, nor could I catch them. The only thing I caught was the breeze from 1000 years ago, soft and cool..."

"Wait, are you sure, the conversation just said happened for real?"

"Why do you ask me that? Don't you believe that Wu Yingxiong really said such a thing?"

"Well, it's really unbelievable for a person in 1671. After all, it sounds a bit out of the context of your conversation, doesn't it? After all, you were originally discussing whether to save Mao Pijiang. It seems In the middle, something was missing. Think about it carefully, isn’t that the case.”

"...but I believe it's true."

"At the same time, are you sure that it must be when you are discussing whether to solve Mao Pijiang?... Isn't Mao Pijiang your master? Why didn't you insist on saving him, but followed Wu Yingxiong and Zha Rulong by yourself?"

"..."

"ULAs?"

Ding!Ding!Ding!Ding!A red warning appeared on the instrument in front of him, and ULAS's day-to-day talk stagnated. "She" no longer has any reaction, as if she is dead.Yi Youzang was surprised and anxious, she tried some operations, but none of them worked.She looked out.Outside her exclusive workshop, all the staff are still working hard.No one noticed her.

Just like, if it wasn't for the work in front of her, if there was an accident, she wouldn't notice others.All the people are immersed in the work in front of them as before.That kind of single-minded appearance is like the surgeons who carefully performed craniotomy with instruments in their hands many years ago.

In ancient and remote times, the chief surgeon in charge of craniotomy could not make any mistakes.Even a wrong connection of a blood vessel invisible to the naked eye under a microscope can cause unforeseen damage.

The excavation site of archeology in the new era is just like the rescue of high-risk patients, and no mistakes can be made.Once you make a mistake, you will pay an irreparable price.

In any case, no mistakes can be made, which is the first principle of the National Memorial Project. "It must be presented objectively, without subjective intervention, otherwise, the work will be meaningless. Are there few such archaeological failures in history?"

The general manager of "National Memorial" always admonished her like this.

This is exactly why at the beginning of determining the archaeological value of ULAS001, she just planned to preserve all the materials that she sorted out truthfully, and she rarely even took a look at it. one of many archaeological works.Just like in most cases, in line with the principle of preserving first-hand information for future generations, the staff of the Cloud Gate genealogy will only store the obtained information intact after the "rubbing" is over.As for the "delete" and "resurrect" instructions in the operating system, except for extremely special circumstances, they are almost never executed.

However, from ancient times to the present, rules are always easily broken in the hands of young people. Not long after the "rubbing" of ULAS001 started, she secretly chose to issue an order that made her feel uneasy for several weeks:

resurrect

This is why Jin Chuange's narration at the beginning is filled with sadness that spans thousands of years.

After her resurrection, she is not much different from any ordinary person, so she is very clear about her situation: Although all her feelings are the same as when she was alive, in the final analysis, her emotions have nothing to do with those in the real world. For people, it is just a series of codes in the virtual world.

In other words, poor Jin Chuange, from the moment she began to narrate, is an autonomous and self-conscious soul, but she no longer has any living human body.And she is very clear about this cruel reality.

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