Xin Wu stared at Mu De who was struggling to turn up and down in the distance. He was so angry at the words "can't look back" that he almost burst into tears.
Mu Yi also looked at Wang Li who had grown up and was fulfilling his responsibility: move forward firmly and never stop! I couldn't help but sigh: This is really true. When you grow up and your wings harden, you can no longer be deceived by a lollipop!
Wang Dio looked at his godson's promising appearance and murmured the "mantra" Xin Wu taught him:
"My child, reconcile! My child, reconcile!"
After becoming Wuchu, Wang Li no longer hesitated and became very calm and courageous. It seems that there is no loophole in this world that he cannot "fix".
The repair work in Wang Li was very loud, with turbulence and lightning.
This scene not only attracted these three people to stand on the edge of the cliff and stop to watch, but also attracted all the merchants and tourists at the foot of the mountain, including the group of Xinwu's "sand friends", who also rushed up one after another. Quickly, the whole hill is covered.
There was heavy wind and rain, thunder and lightning. Although the scene was shocking, it was also very strange. It was a "big scene" that people here had never seen before!
Bolts of lightning flashed across, and everyone couldn't help but raise their hands to protect their heads instinctively.
When their palms reached the sky, streaks of lightning connected with each person's palm prints, and different palm print patterns flashed out in the air. Between the sky and the earth, everyone's palm print patterns were densely covered, and gradually shrank. Extinguished, it turned into small lights one after another, which were shut into countless transparent square boxes that were nested together.
Wu Chu saw that all the square boxes that absorbed the light spots from the palm prints were attracted by his energy, and they all slipped forward along the "time" optical cable that he was working hard to repair.
Sliding away, all the lights in some square boxes went out, and the box disappeared; while some boxes were sliding, and some new small boxes were born from the boxes, and slowly from the inside Differentiate, peel off, and gradually grow up.
Wu Chu looked down and saw that there were three characters on these boxes, so he flew down, got close to one of them, and took a closer look:
I saw words like this written on the three intersecting edges:
Horizontal: "color, sound, fragrance, taste, touch, and law";
Vertical: "safety, health, beauty, happiness, wealth and glory";
Oblique: "clothing, food, shelter, transportation, use, and thinking".
Looking further up the wall, we can see a large "domain" written between the horizontal and vertical directions; an equal-sized "ji" character written between the vertical and diagonal directions; and on the wall between the horizontal and diagonal directions, On it, there is a word "square" of the same size written on it.
"It turns out to be Xinwu's masterpiece!"
Wu De was suddenly reminded of the Wang Li period. Isn't this clearly the conclusion of the social and humanistic structure design in Xin Wu's graduation thesis?
Wang Li has not forgotten that it was during the thrilling ride on the ropeway with Xin Wu in Xiangshan Mountain that Xin Wu realized the core argument of the paper:
His understanding of the system architecture and behavioral patterns of human society is actually a "superposition of zipline boxes":
Right now, isn't this the "realistic version" of this model?
Wu De quietly walked around each box to look at it. Suddenly, he saw a familiar name:
"Wu Xiaoyun".
"Is it my 'Xiaoyun'?"
Wang Li gently held the box in the palm of his hand and looked inside carefully. He saw the bright spots of the star, which were mostly concentrated at the intersection of "rich", "touch" and "conduct". He knew: that is She was on a cruise ship to Canada; looking back, at the intersection of "fun", "sex" and "food", he knew: that was their happy time together; looking back again, she was lighting up It was at the intersection of "Yao", "Fa" and "Yong" that he knew: She had found the life she wanted, pragmatism, no longer sentimental, and there would be no more romance.
Seeing that this spot of light was becoming the largest and brightest; while the spot of light that belonged to their beautiful time was becoming increasingly dim, Wang Li knew that his dream was over.
Restored to Wu Chu, Wang Li continued to search around these square boxes. He wanted to find the one that belonged to "Eva".
After all, the first sweet dream in my youth is over; I don’t know what the next one will be like.
Just as he was searching through them one by one, the song came to him out of thin air:
"Who comes from mountains, rivers, lakes and seas
But confined to the kitchen and love day and night
just in a moment
Hold my hand full of contradictions"
Wang Li suddenly woke up. He thought he was freed from the axis of "time", but while rummaging through life boxes one by one, he was trapped by "love".
He didn't know that this song was exactly what Xin Wu was singing for him. What he was afraid of was that he would be lost again.
"I know! I'm not looking for you anymore!"
Wang Li quickly flew back to his main line, and then repaired his time optical cable, humming the song without even realizing it.
"Okay, okay! Stop singing!"
Wang Li felt his feet suddenly hit the air. He was flying well, but he suddenly fell!
Xinwu shook him awake and patted his face.
"Ah! I was scared to death!"
"Are you scared? Your 'midnight singing' in the middle of the night is scary. It should scare me to death, right? You sing too badly!"
Xin Wu was awakened from his dream by Wang Li's ghost singing. He couldn't bear it anymore, so he stretched out his hand to shake him.
Wang Li also woke up completely from his dream.
"Did I sing just now? What was I singing about?"
"Yeah! What else could it be, your favorite! "Heart-wrenching Joke and Long Daydream", you broke my heart, want it! This is a joke, ugh!"
Xin Wu was so angry that he kicked the bottom of the bed twice more.
"Haha, I'm sorry! I just had a very majestic dream. Did you know? I was flying! I am the Lord of Time! Think about it, how awesome it is. I control time. No one in the world will return. I don’t care! It’s so majestic! It’s a pity that you woke me up while I was flying well, and it’s all your fault!”
Wang Li still felt half regretful and blamed Xin Wu for interrupting.
"You are 'daydreaming'! - No, 'White Moon Dream'! You are still the Lord of Time! What about me? What kind of god do you dream that I am?"
Xin Wu then teased.
"You, you are not bad, you are the 'Taoist'! Do you understand the 'Taoist'? You are the representative of the truth in this world! Isn't it awesome?"
Wang Li recalled the dream while telling Xin Wu the dream.
"Really? Then what did I preach to you?"
