Chapter 884: Shen Nong’s Ten Monsters

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Sun Daqiao looked at everyone: "Without further ado, let's get down to business. I feel that if Brother Tan was really trying to win a role for sex, Hua Yuxiu would be like this now. He should have given up on her long ago. If he could still keep her for such a long time, even She is taken care of like a family member, and holding her up is probably a matter of friendship."

"It's very possible that Hua Yuxiu was once kind to Brother Tan."

Sun Daqiao can only guess this now. Even though they haven't seen each other for decades, the old man can still be sure that Tan Yanqiu is not a person who blindly pursues sex.

"Then, Boss Tan's first wife is also willing?"

Song Siyuan saw that Hua Yuxiu was only thirty-seven or eighty years old, which was at least twenty years younger than Tan Yanqiu. It was estimated that Boss Tan's first wife was probably close to him in age.

"Hi!"

Sun Daqiao waved his hands to everyone: "Gone a long time ago. Brother Tan told me when we were drinking that his lousy wife disappeared more than ten years ago. Now, there is not even a concubine in the family. Several old ladies take care of the children every day until adulthood. , now, the marriage has not been renewed at home.”

Speaking of this, Sun Daqiao sighed: "From this point of view, Tan Yanqiu is still a long-term and nostalgic person. If he is not long-term, how can he not take concubines for decades? If he does not miss old times, he will not He has refused to renew his relationship all these years, so it is reasonable for him to treat Hua Yuxiu like this."

"Perhaps Hua Yuxiu also has his own reasons. Let's see what we can find out tomorrow."

Yue Guanchao asked again: "Then, do we agree to go to Shennongjia?"

Sun Daqiao said at the banquet that Yue Qingshan didn't come back just to refuse. It wasn't that he really couldn't make the decision. The purpose was just to discuss it again. When he saw Yue Guanchao mentioning this topic, he narrowed his eyes at everyone: "I didn't do anything before. Thinking of this, Brother Tan said it again, how do I feel that the Wushen Gorge you mentioned in these places is the same."

Song Siyuan seemed to have sensed this, nodded to him and said: "Indeed, according to the situation described by Boss Tan, you have been lost since entering Shennongjia. No matter how you look for it, you can't find it until some hunters Shanhu brought cotton thread Entering the mountain, I can easily find you."

"According to this situation, as long as people enter Shennongjia, they will get lost in this area. They can only get out by finding the way back. However, it is strange and strange that unless the body is pulled with a rope to form a trace passage, Otherwise, the route back will never be fixed.”

"I feel that your guess is correct. The interior of Shennongjia is probably like the overlapping realm of virtuality and reality we saw in the Yinping Witchland. Certain spaces are folded. These folded spaces are constantly changing, which also causes As long as you want to go back along the original path, you will find that the route no longer exists, and pulling on the cotton thread is the only way to break the overlap between reality and reality."

Song Siyuan paused and her eyes lit up: "This cotton thread is like a continuous route. Since entering Shennongjia, every step can leave traces and form a forward route no matter how far it goes."

"In this case, no matter how the virtual and real world changes, it will only change the spatial structure rather than the material form. As long as the rope forms a passage, even if it is no longer the original passage, at least the state of the rope will not change. As long as the rope is along the If you walk in the surrounding space, you can still get out.”

"I still don't understand these words?"

Yue Guanchao has always been blind to these cutting-edge theories.

Helpless, Song Siyuan had to take out her pearl necklace. She pointed at the necklace and said: "The space understood by the scientific community is slightly different from our current space. It is like these pearls are different space channels, and the chain in the middle is Orion." Cotton thread in hand.”

Then, she pulled the pearl necklace into a straight line and placed it on the table: "If the route that the hunters took when entering the mountain was a straight line, it would form the chain we see in the virtual and real space. After they walked into Shennongjia, according to our speculation, , the virtual and real spaces will continue to fold and change, and at the same time, these pearls will no longer be arranged in a straight line but will bend and twist."

songs The route back is still a straight line. If he goes back along the original path, he must not encounter pearls but nutshells."

"This is probably what we call getting lost!"

"But" she changed the topic: "With the cotton thread, no matter how many nut shells are around, no matter how many twists and turns the pearl necklace has, the chain in the middle will always link the pearls. This channel can never be changed. In reality, Maybe the pearls and nut shells are no longer the original passage, but the lines have always been the original lines. If you follow the lines, even if it is not the mountain scenery when you enter the mountain, it is at least a passage out."

"I think this is probably the intention of the Orion Mountain people to bring cotton threads into the mountains. They may not understand what the overlap of reality and reality is and space, but they must know that the lines tied to the body are the best marks, unless they are cut artificially. , as long as you return along the marks, you can always return to the starting point."

After listening to Song Qianjin's explanation, Yue Guanchao continued to ask: "If you want to say that, I can still understand it, but how do you explain the mountain city, Guoshanhuang, and Ghost Language Forest that Sun Daqiao and the others encountered."

"Sun Daqiao, we only heard a general outline just now. You have to explain to us what these three things are."

Song Siyuan knew that as long as they wanted to enter Shennongjia, they would probably encounter these strange situations again, so they should understand it in advance and be cautious.

When Sun Daqiao heard her mention this, he twitched his eyebrows: "If you want to talk about it, it sounds a bit like Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio. We also heard Mi Laonong talk about it in Nongshen Village..."

There are ten monsters in Shennongjia!

There is no trace of getting lost in the mountains, encountering savages in the wild ridges and deep gorges, the sun rises and the moon rises, the tides rise, the caves are covered with glaciers in midsummer, strange livestock walk in circles, arrow bamboos build ownerless dens, there is light in the cold and warm caves, ghost markets and mountain mirages Charming eyes, the stone house raises amazing chickens, and the ghosts chirp endlessly in the pillar forest.

These ten monsters basically cover up the rare things near Shennongjia. The ghost market and mountain mirage are fascinating, the weird livestock are walking in circles, and the ghosts in the Pillar Forest are chattering incessantly. These three monsters are related to the mountain market. , Guoshanhuang and Guiyulin are related.

Let’s talk about the first big monster first, Shanshi.

The mountain market is actually a ghost market. This ghost market is not a grocery store that opens in the early morning, nor is it a black market where thieves and gangsters trade illegally, nor is it a ghost market building built underground. It is like an illusory reality. Mirage.

If ancient people encountered hallucinations, they would often describe them as mirages, which means ancient clams in the sea or the mist exhaled by dragons. The mountain market in Shennongjia is similar to a mirage.

When many mountain people enter the mountains, they can easily see prosperous towns or some gorgeous golden palaces and jade palaces suddenly appearing in the mountain bays. In these towns, there are noisy cars and horses, bustling pedestrians, prosperous commerce, and exquisite architecture. It is not the dwellings and deserted villages that have been dilapidated for many years.

Even in some golden palaces and jade palaces, you can see fairy-like palace servants and walking gods. If it is an illusion, you will probably only see images but no entities when you walk nearby. Some mountain people are curious and go Entering it, I found that I could actually get in close contact with these people. They could even feel the texture of the utensils, the smell of food, and the breath of people walking around. It was as if they had really come to the fairy palaces and beautiful gardens where gods and humans live.

After some mountain people went out, they wanted to bring their families to see the world. When they came back the next day, they saw that everything had disappeared, as if everything yesterday was illusory.

That kind of real touch can never deceive people, and now it has disappeared without a trace, but it gives people goosebumps all over their backs.

Seeing that these mirages were illusory and dreamlike, and not knowing whether they were gods or Buddhas, these mountain people suspected that these mountain markets were actually caves created by the animals who had attained immortality in Shennongjia, specifically designed to lure living people in so they could enjoy life. The breath of human essence and blood.

Once upon a time, there were some mountain people who did not believe in evil. When they saw the mountain market, they stopped leaving and lived in it. They wanted to see whether they were caves created by ghosts and gods, or whether they were hallucinations transformed by spirits. As a result, after several days, they did not find any evidence of their existence. What a loss, but he made a fortune in it and became a wealthy gentry.

Wealth is like walking at night in brocade clothes. This mountain man made a fortune, so he wanted to return to the village to show off his wealth to the villagers and their families, so he took his horses and slaves with him, and brought several boxes of silk and silk. Silks, gold, and silver jewelry left the mountain market.

When he returned to the village, he found that the people in the village no longer recognized him. After careful inquiry, he found out that his family had died a hundred years ago, and now they have been extinct for a hundred years.

The mountain man did not believe that his family was gone. After the villagers took him back to his old house, he saw that the house and courtyard were full of weeds, desolate and collapsed, and there was no sign of anyone alive anymore.

He didn't expect that he had only been gone for a few days, how could he have experienced a hundred years in the outside world. No longer willing to believe that his family was dead, he had to accept the reality before the fact.

The mountain people were disheartened and prepared to go back to the mountain market. When they returned to the place where they came from, the mountain market had disappeared without a trace. There were even no traces of buildings around them.

Only then did the mountain man realize that he had completely missed the mountain market. He wanted to leave with his carriage, but when he turned back, he saw that all the jeweled carriages had been turned into paper objects, which were obviously burned for the dead.

He was so surprised that he died. When the villagers came to find him, the mountain people turned into withered bones overnight, with a thick layer of cobwebs and soil on them, showing that they had been dead for a long time.

The villagers were also shocked. How could a man who was as strong as a young man yesterday turn into cobwebs and withered bones overnight? Even the gold, silver and jewelry became paper objects, without the grandeur and wealth he had when he returned.

Later, when the mountain people saw the mountain market again, they basically hid as far away as possible to avoid being seduced by the wealth and luxury in the mountain market and wasting their lives in vain.

One day in the mountains, hundreds of years have passed in this world. Whether it is a dream or an hallucination, this handful of loess and dry bones, I can no longer tell!