Li Xiaoxiao was standing in front of a pair of vermilion doors and looking at them carefully. The doors were thick and bright in color. The two doors on the left and right were inlaid with eight shining yellow door nails. It is as long as a forearm in diameter and shaped like an eight-petal lotus.
"This is a palace gate, but I have never seen such a magnificent palace gate. It is like the gate of the heavenly palace." Li Xiaoxiao sighed, "Brother Qi, what are these gates for?"
Seeing everyone turning their attention to him, Zhang Qilu said, "If I guess correctly, these gates should represent wealth, power, desire, strength, immortality, love, loneliness, disease and truth."
Zhang Qilu pointed at the pair of simple wooden doors and continued, "I have seen this door before. It should be the door that represents truth."
Then he pointed to himself and said, "Some people say, I am the truth."
"Brother Qi, then who am I?"
Zhang Qilu pointed at the pair of vermilion palace doors and said, "You should be the one. The palace doors originally represented power."
"But I don't like this one. I like that one."
Everyone looked in the direction of Li Xiaoxiao's finger. The pair of doors had a golden luster, and the wood was fine and tough, with straight grains and fine structures. The wood grains were extremely restrained, and there were many complicated patterns carved on the doors. The five children here, not to mention others, are all extraordinary in their knowledge. They all knew what this meant at this moment.
The young monk Yanhua said, "That is ginkgo wood, which symbolizes unswerving loyalty and never-ending love. The carved branches on it are connected with lotuses and married trees, with mandarin ducks playing in the water, harp and harp singing in harmony, and luan and phoenix meeting each other." Both are symbols of love. That pair of gates should represent love."
Zhang Qilu said, "Love is definitely not suitable for you. You should be the one who can turn your hands into clouds and rain, stir up the world with just one word, and play with power in the palm of your hand."
Hearing Zhang Qilu praise herself so much, Li Xiaoxiao smiled like a flower. She might have said this just because she wanted to hear Zhang Qilu praise herself.
"Then what am I?" Qin Dao asked at this time
At this time, everyone looked at the pair of tacky, golden doors.
"I don't want it either. Why are you the truth and he the right, but I am such a vulgar thing?"
Qin Dao rarely showed his willfulness as a child in front of these peers. He himself didn't know why or where this sense of trust came from.
"The locomotive that drives the world forward today is no longer power, but wealth. Only by mastering wealth and resources can we be qualified to influence the development direction of the world. Do you think so, Master Qin?" Zhang Qilu is like a kindergarten now Auntie comforted everyone.
Muzishan asked at this time, "Qilu, I want to know where this is."
This sentence seems to hit the point. It is also the issue that everyone is most concerned about at the moment.
Zhang Qilu said slowly, "The Zhang family in Shanghai gave me a book before. The title of the book is "Tian Ji Enters the Dream". This space was created by my ancestors over time. This is like another dimension, through the gene. The bridge connects to the flesh of the ancestors..."
Then Zhang Qilu recounted his previous experience in detail.
After listening to Zhang Qilu's story, everyone fell silent and fell into deep thought. Such a thing was completely beyond their knowledge.
After a while, Qin Dao said, "I have read a latest paper on space theory by the United States. We live in a three-dimensional world, and the existing space of the universe is divided into eleven dimensions. Human beings' technological level can only perceive the first four at most. The fourth dimension, the four-dimensional space, has always existed before our eyes. Simply put, the fourth dimension is time. In the eyes of scientists, the four-dimensional space can no longer be described by the simple word space. The four-dimensional space is just a concept of time. It should Call it four-dimensional space-time. Four-dimensional space-time is a space formed by superimposing every moment in three-dimensional space. Some people boldly speculate that the human body structure is not compatible with four-dimensional space, that is, the human body cannot enter here. Enter The four-dimensional space is quantized human beings. In layman’s terms, it is human consciousness, which is the so-called soul.
Qin Dao paused here, looked at Zhang Qilu and found that Zhang Qilu also agreed. He continued, "I guess it is our souls that entered here, and the bodies were left behind at the moment of October 25, 1997. Although We can't feel anything wrong at this moment, but the body without the control of the soul must be under tremendous pressure, which is why Master Zhang, you will be weak for a long time every time you return from here."
Zhang Qilu nodded and agreed.
"This is not a real four-dimensional space. I think it is more like a bridge made of the loopholes of four-dimensional space and time, just like the fairy in the painting "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio". When people enter the space in the painting, that Space is not a two-dimensional world in the painting, it may be another space that exists in reality. The painting is also a bridge in it."
Young monk Yanhua touched his bald head while listening and said, "What you two said, young monk, I don't really understand what I heard, but my understanding is like the thread that strings together a string of rosary beads. Only when the rosary beads are strung together can it be called a rosary bead, and we can twist any of the beads at will. I can imagine that the ancestors of the Zhang family who created this place must be very capable. I would like to ask Master Zhang for some advice , which ancestor named Zhang created this place. Master Zhang or Tianshi Zhang."
The young monk’s understanding is actually correct. It may seem cynical, but his Zen state still impresses everyone. To explain a very obscure matter in an easy-to-understand way. This is not because I don’t understand, but because I have completely understood the theory of four-dimensional space-time in a very short period of time.
"I don't know who it is specifically, but the first person to write "Tian Ji Enters the Dream" was more than a thousand years earlier than Zhang Tianshi."
At this moment, everyone has to admire the Zhang family's heritage. How many talented people have come out of this family.
Mu Zishan asked at this time, "I still have a question. There are nine doors here. Why are there only five of us? And why are we in this space."
At this moment, a man, three women, and four people suddenly appeared in front of the shabbiest door among the nine pairs of doors. Everyone was shocked at first. Then Zhang Qilu and others stood up one after another and became alert.
Those four people probably didn't expect that there were other people here. They were shocked when they saw Zhang Qilu and others. Before Zhang Qilu and others could make any move, they entered the door and disappeared in front of everyone.
"I think I know that boy."
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