Chapter 899

Ah Da didn't speak, that is to say, there was no meow, no aow.

It just looked at the girl quietly, its pupils were as small as beans, and its tail hung under Zhao Layue's arm, like a sword about to be unsheathed.

A very faint cold breath emanated from its white hair, passing through the dark passages and thick stones of the old castle, towards the surrounding world.

No sound has been heard, but many things have changed.

All the monitoring equipment in the castle, things with chips, the streetlights on the grass outside, and several satellites outside the atmosphere all failed at the same time.

The girl said with a slightly different expression: "You are much stronger than in the story, and you are also much more courageous."

Ah Da finished her work, ignored her, and buried her in Zhao Layue's arms to sleep again, but her ears were erect.

The girl ignored it, looked at Zhao Layue and said, "How did you guess my identity?"

Her identity is one of the most important secrets of human civilization, and no one knows except those who ascended.

After Zhao Layue came to this world, she had never seen any Ascended, so how did she think of this?

This is related to the scroll provided by the Priestess of the Star Gate, but it is more of an analysis. Zhao Layue does not like to calculate like Jing Jiu and Tong Yan, but it does not mean that her deduction ability is weak.

"Huaxi should be your avatar." Zhao Layue said. This is also the reason why she chose Hua's house as the meeting place.

The girl turned around and walked towards the other end of the gallery. The hard soles of her shoes made a crisp sound on the harder stones, but her clear and determined voice could not be concealed.

"In a sense, all humans in this world are my clones."

The two walked through the long gallery and came to the courtyard behind the castle.

The over-trimmed green trees in the courtyard have a mechanical beauty, while the tables and chairs placed in the middle of the courtyard are made of logs with natural patterns, forming an extreme conflict. The seemingly hard log chair has no hard feeling, and the curve fits the human body very well. It seems that the designer has studied this a lot.

Sitting on the chair, you can hear the birdsong in all parts of the courtyard, which can be said to be a good place for a hundred birds to come to the phoenix.

A blue bird flew from nowhere and landed on a branch of a holly tree.

"You want me to wait for you to come, now that you are here, what are you going to do?"

The girl poured herself a cup of black tea, mixed some milk into it, took a sip, and continued, "Or do you want to listen to me tell the story first?"

Zhao Layue was not used to drinking this kind of tea, so she looked away after taking a look, and said, "Okay."

So the girl told the story in its entirety without any concealment.

Zhao Layue listened very seriously, and so did Ah Da, who almost couldn't help jumping up several times.

After the story was told, the courtyard was quiet for a long time, and even the chirping of the birds seemed to have disappeared.

The blue bird on the branch looked at the morning glow in the distance, wondering what it was thinking.

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"There is really no right or wrong in this matter, only a position."

The girl said to Zhao Layue: "Everyone has their own standpoint, and they will have their own ideas, such as me, including you."

Zhao Layue said: "I don't have a firm idea yet."

"Really? You have countless ways to come to the main star to meet me, but you have to use this most upright attitude because you know very well that those ascended have internal conflicts, and you don't know how to deal with you. You just want to intensify their conflicts, and at the same time try to test the influence of the Qingshan Sect in this world. More importantly, you can also try to provoke the relationship between me and those people, at least to plant a shadow in advance."

The girl said: "You are a very smart child, I admire you very much."

Zhao Layue did not expect that she saw through her "all" intentions and said, "You are very similar to him."

The man mentioned here is of course Jing Jiu who has no plans.

The girl put down the teacup in her hand, looked at the tea and milk that had been integrated into the cup, and said calmly, "Because we are the same existence in essence."

Zhao Layue said: "So I don't understand why you rejected his cooperation."

"I just said that everyone has their own position, so they have their own ideas, but I am different."

The girl said very calmly but seriously: "I was created by him, so his position is my position, and his last wish is my idea."

Of course he is the god mentioned here.

"And having too many thoughts is not a good thing."

The girl looked at the sky above the garden.

As her gaze fell, an extremely complicated star map appeared there, very bright and clear, even the morning glow could not hide it.

"Chen Ya is at Wangyou Liuxing. He should be looking for the monk who wields the knife. What is he doing at this time? He will relay Li Chunyang's last words with snot and tears, and may even drag Li Chunyang's body in front of the monk. Well, it should not be the meaning of carrying the coffin in classical novels. He wants to use Li Chunyang to persuade the monk to join his team. What exactly are you talking about? Probably you are guarding the snowfield in the Chaotian Continent. Could it be that you can watch humans die here? If so, the Chaotian Continent It is really a refuge, not a cave of fire! Do you think this statement is convincing?"

She suddenly looked back at Zhao Layue and asked.

Zhao Layue thought for a while and said, "It seems very convincing."

The girl continued to look at the sky, looking at a certain dark star in the star map, and said: "There is 857. Zeng Ju should have known about this matter and was hesitating and struggling, but in the end he still chose to give up, not because he was not familiar with Jing Jiu, but because a scholar like him could not put one person above all human beings after all."

Then she looked at another star and said, "The Great Compassionate Monk knows that Zeng Ju will give up, but he is still worried, because it is not safe, so he is also hesitating whether to kill Zeng Ju."

Zhao Layue looked at the star and found it familiar.

Whether it is Chen Ya, Zeng Ju, or Monk Dabei, they are all famous figures in the history of cultivation in Chaotian Continent.

The stone man of Chenwushan, the sage of Yimaozhai, and the founding monk of Guocheng Temple.

No matter how confident she is, she also knows that she may not be the opponent of these seniors.

But for some reason, the emotion between her brows and eyes softened a little.

"You see, everyone has their own ideas, and they all think they are right, and the stronger humans are, the more determined their ideas are. This is not good. Just like those superpowers in movies and games now, when the two sides argue, there is no need to wait for the sea of ​​dark things to come, and human beings will be destroyed first... And such things have indeed happened in history."

The girl looked at the white cat in her arms, and said with a slight mockery: "There have been some very annoying things in history, just like this little guy. After they came to this world, they brought me a lot of trouble. I don't know how much energy it took to clear them. It wasn't until Shen Qingshan ascended that the whole situation became stable."

Ah Da buried his head deeper, pretending he didn't hear anything.

The girl continued: "The relationship between you and Jing Jiu is not like a complete master-student, nor like a couple. I think it's more like a comrade-in-arms."

Zhao Layue agreed with this statement.

The girl said: "Shen Qingshan and I are also comrades-in-arms. We are the unity and only will of this world. There is only one way for you to change all this, and that is to replace us with Jing Jiu."

Zhao Layue said: "It does look a bit like it, you can try it."

The girl said: "It's a pity that I can't be killed, so Jing Jiu didn't make any attempts in this regard, how can you do it?"

She is the brilliance of human civilization, and she exists wherever there is information. It can be understood as being omnipresent, and it can also be understood as having countless clones. If you want to kill her, you must destroy the current world, as those idyllics claim, and let the entire human civilization go back countless thousands of years.

Zhao Layue still gave the same answer: "You can try."

The girl said, "Jing Jiu is not human, but you are."

This is something beyond the concept of treason and treason. Whether it is love, admiration, or worship, it is not enough for a monk with a clear mind to make such a choice without hesitation. There must be other reasons.

"As long as he can survive, it means I can survive." Zhao Layue said.

She spoke her way.

The meaning of this sentence is very clear, just like the choice Xilai made before his death.

Jing Jiu said that he could represent human beings, but the girl thought that human beings would not be willing to be represented by him.

Xi Lai cast the first vote, and Zhao Layue cast the second vote.

Zhao Layue suddenly asked: "Have you ever thought about why he wrote the story of the great way?"

The girl said: "Don't impose meaning, he just wants to summon Shen Qingshan and Li Chunyang and others."

"That's only part of it."

Zhao Layue got up and said: "There seem to be many things echoing each other in that world and this world, as if there is some kind of connection, such as snow monsters, the underworld and the sea of ​​dark things, and many more. The things you and the patriarch do are no different from Taiping Daoist's thoughts. This kind of correspondence may seem to many people as the so-called self-sufficient days, but to him it is just meaningless repetition. What annoys him most is repetition, so he will write down what he has experienced, and tell you in advance what they will do, so that you don't bother him. In the end...you still have to bother him. Don’t you think it’s really annoying to do so.”

There were a lot of annoying words in this passage, and when she said the last sentence, her eyebrows were raised slightly, looking really annoying.

The girl said: "Just because you find it annoying, so you don't want to do anything?"

Zhao Layue said: "He has done a lot, but it is a matter of whether he is willing or not, not that you make him willing."

In the story called Da Dao Chaotian, Jing Jiu ignored the world affairs and was too ruthless, but who remembers that he almost died several times. It was once when he was cut in half in the West Sea, once when he was refined in Guocheng Temple, and once when Daoist Taiping died, he repaired the sky with supreme supernatural powers. Looking deeper, it seems that these times are all because of Lian Sanyue, but he has taken risks after all.

"This kind of thing can't depend on whether he is willing or not. It's not about which major to apply for, what kind of occupation to engage in, or what kind of wife to marry. This is an existence higher than freedom. It is existence itself, but it doesn't matter..."

The girl didn't get up, and sighed softly, "According to my calculations, he will die in about a hundred days. I hope you can calm down a little bit."

Now no one knows where Jing Jiu is, but she knows Jing Jiu's current situation.

In order to avoid being discovered by her, in order to avoid being controlled by Cheng Tianjian, Jing Jiu must have fallen into a deep sleep, turning himself into the darkest ball of flames, trying not to illuminate any place, and not to be seen by anyone. The problem is that such a dark flame is also very easy to extinguish, maybe just a soft sigh.

Zhao Layue said: "Then pray."

It's not a threat it's a statement.

"Plus I don't like being called a child," she continued.

The girl smiled and said, "Whether you are hundreds or thousands of years old, you are still children to me."

Because I am a child, I need to be taken care of. I can lose my temper a little, but I still have to be obedient in the end.

Oh good.

Zhao Layue didn't say anything, and walked out of the castle.

Passing through the dark passageway hung with portraits, the front is getting brighter and brighter.

Ah Da opened his eyes and looked towards the bright place, as if a blue bird flew by.

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Zhao Layue left the castle without wielding a sword, and took the first suspension train to the Capital District.

Neither the line of space elevators in the distance nor the jewel-like space station outside the atmosphere aroused any interest in her.

She was like a female student who was traveling with a cat in her arms, and attracted the attention of several enthusiastic people along the way, but she was scared back by her indifferent expression.

When she came to the Capital District, she found a teahouse that looked fairly clean, ordered a pot of tea that was fairly elegant, and she sat down by the window.

The windows are open, welcoming the faint light and cool wind.

The blue bird came with the wind and landed by the window.

Looking at the strange world outside the window, Zhao Layue asked, "Can you seize the house?"

The blue bird called softly.