Abyss Express

Chapter 399 Operator # 6

On the expressway around the city in Ginza Town, Fragrant Huanmeng was originally dozing off in the co-pilot of the personnel carrier leisurely and comfortably.

Its body suddenly lightened, and its spiritual body changed dramatically with the naked eye. The whole cat, including its iron armor, shrank by more than half a circle, and became the size of a child.

"What the hell!"

Fragrant Huanmeng covered her cheeks in surprise, and looked into the rearview mirror. Its body length and shoulder width became very miniature, and it became the figure of an eight-year-old child.

Liusanyi looked calm and relaxed: "It seems that FE33031 has broken through the blockade of the Fool, and has already run to the next stop."

Bu Liuxing looked at Brother Ming's spiritual body curiously, with a suspicious face on his face: "Second Brother! What's wrong with Fragrant Huanmeng?"

Fragrant Dream: "What's wrong with me!?"

Sixty-Three patiently explained.

"FE33031 encountered a soul power attack in the Bliss Space - it is the special ability of Kuromu Qianshou, and the real name of soul power is [Colorful Flowers·千红万紫]."

"This kind of psychic power is very powerful. It can bring any intelligent life body back to its childhood state. It is also the lifespan limit of Riemann's thinking model-eight years old."

"The God of Black Eyes, Thousand Hands, is responsible for managing the memory and wealth of all living beings in Shinto City, and controls the financial system through currency macro-control. The retirement period of Riemann's thinking model is limited to eight years. Go memory, regain innocence, and start a new life.”

Bu Liuxing showed a worried expression: "Brother Ming is not in danger, is he?!"

Sixty-three shrugged meaninglessly: "I don't know what happened in the Bliss Space, but judging from the results [regret medicine] told me, he should be fine."

"Will he lose his memory?" Fenfang Huameng then asked, "Is the mental age back to eight years old? Or is it that the soft prosthetic bone went back to eight years old together? Does he still remember me?"

Liushisan pointed to Xueming's physical body, poked his temple lightly, and then replied.

"It will not affect the memory, it is still stored in the cerebral cortex and hippocampus, and this body has not been affected. But the situation should be more complicated - if you want to control a child, there are all kinds of coercion and temptation."

"After the people in Shinto City put on electronic brains, they made a deal with Kurome Senju, using the memory of the previous life as collateral in exchange for wealth in the next life. It is also called that doing good deeds in this life will bring good rewards in the next life."

"For ordinary people, Black Eyed Thousand Hands is the King of Hades who cuts off life and death and separates yin and yang."

Meteor wakes up immediately—

"—When I came here! I also pledged part of my memory to her!"

Sixty-three: "Then you must find a way to get it back."

Meteor: "Will there be sequelae?"

Sixty-three: "What did you mortgage her?"

Meteor looked distressed and his eyes were slack: "I don't remember. Me."

Sixty-three: "So you must find a way to get it back, these things are very important, they have shaped you."

Bu Meeoxing was thoughtful, twirling a bright red scarf, and continued to ask questions like a curious baby.

"Second brother, what is the origin of this black-eyed thousand hands? Hot wind seems to have an unclear relationship with her"

The main body of the Riemannian thinking model of Hot Wind is Foehn. In the previous link of purchasing real estate, Meteor went to the bank to borrow money under the guidance of Hot Wind, and sent a part of memory as collateral.

Judging from Hot Wind's words, it seems that it trusts Hei Mu Qian Shou very much, and even proposed to this female Bodhisattva.

Although I don't know whether the memory of Hot Wind Boy is real, it is just a copy after all, but Liushisan, as a high-dimensional creature, should understand this history.

"If Rigoletto is a falcon-like polymer, then Kurome Senshou is Zhong Kui's polymer."

Liusan took a meaningful look at A Xing's arm.

"People's hostesses and family companions, beautiful and beautiful female Bodhisattvas, have become Buddha statues in shrines."

Meteor asked in surprise: "How did she do it?!"

Sixty-three: "Why don't you ask it? Ask Hot Wind Boy?"

[I decline to answer this question.]

Before Meteor could speak, Hot Wind took the initiative to end the topic, and turned on the sleep mode, and the red VENOM mechanism turned gray.

Sixty-three continued with the topic above.

"You only know that Ishihara Tao is their genetic prototype, and many products have been derived from the development of this prototype."

"The later [Zhong Kui] and [Black Eye Thousand Hands] are the products of different modules and different derivatives based on the prototype body."

"Let me give you a simple and easy-to-understand example—for example, Brother Ming is favored by people and is the object of people's admiration."

"He is the same as Ishihara Tao. After his personality split, he became countless different modules, just like the part of the memory you handed over."

"People can buy this experience, become Jiang Xueming at a certain moment, become the king of war at a certain moment."

"The module can be modified, such as changing his appearance, height, posture and combat skills."

"Around these customized services, countless jobs can be provided. Just such a big project can allow many software engineers and artists to regain the meaning of life and start writing new stories for ghosts."

"He can be a man or a woman. He can appear in thousands of households in different commercial streets at the same time, in different time and space. He can go to the future or go back to the past."

"If he came to the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, how would he survive in this troubled world? How should he write this "Romance of the Three Kingdoms"? So the creators and artificial intelligence related to it got jobs again."

"It's the same for Momo Ishihara."

"In the beginning, she was just a language model, without thinking ability. With the progress of the times, Riemann's thinking model gradually developed, and people turned her into a smart housekeeper and a small home assistant."

"She becomes a tool, a seat, any kind of furniture."

"Aiming at everyone's behavior habits, Shinto City's data collection work begins here."

"Ishihara Tao is the best medium. In people's minds, she is a gentle mother, a virtuous wife, and a lively and lovely daughter—no one would be wary of such a perfect woman."

"She is the pillow that collects physiological characteristics when falling asleep, the chopsticks that collect tooth age information and food recipes when eating, the toilet that collects body fluids and feces in the toilet, and the back door in the electronic eyes of the compound sight when you open the books and read the news. program."

"All her senses are closely related to people, losing her human form, becoming pots and pans for mourning, and then gaining various customized forms again, becoming a partner and lover, becoming a personal security and a machine housekeeper."

"Zhong Kui once told you about the evolution history of her body, from military use to civilian use, and then from civilian use to military use."

"Then Black Eyes and Thousand Hands are Buddhas and Bodhisattvas specially made by countless Zhong Kui gathered in one place for the Homo sapiens ecology in Shinto City."

"She has a thorough understanding of the city's big data, and can cooperate with the jester and Falcon to breed new angel babies."

Meteor was speechless for a while, and suddenly understood why Boy Hot Wind kept the information about Hei Mu Qian Shou so secretive and refused to mention a single word.

According to this logic, we must proceed to the market——

——Now the biggest rich man in Shinto city, the god who decides how people live and how they die, the prototype body is his former wife.

Although fifty years have passed, Ishihara Tao's ghost has undergone many evolutions, and Zhong Kui and Heimu Qianshou have little to do with this prototype body. The relationship between the three is already negligible, and they are completely different things. The physical body still has the genes of Ishihara Momo, and the thinking model of Kurome Senju still has the memes of Ishihara Momo.

The hot wind said-it once proposed to this god.

Then it means that it has also succumbed, and was also fascinated by this god, and wanted to leave all painful memories as collateral in the bank. For a moment, it recognized the operation method of Shinto City and tried to join them.

Meteor doesn't even need to guess, he can think of the ending.

Hot Wind Boy was created by the gods, so it can only be a tool to solve periodic crises.

The former wife became a god step by step in such a weird and absurd way, and Nuan Feng also wanted to become a believer, pray for incense, and kneel in front of Heimed Qianshou to ask for blessings and relief.

To Hot Feng, this experience was like sprinkling salt on the wound. Just thinking about it, the mental torment was like an endless purgatory knife mountain oil pan.

Whether it is true or false, whether it is a foehn or a hot wind.

As long as you think about this matter, genuine or pirated copies are all arrows piercing your heart.

"What are you thinking?" Sixty-three asked casually.

Bu Meteor: "It's scary."

Sixty-three: "Where is the horror?"

Bu Meeoxing: "Thinking about what the hot wind has encountered, it makes my hair stand on end and my scalp go numb."

He lowered his head, and talked to Liu Shisan about what was in his heart.

"It's like there is such a mad butterfly saint who turned me into a foreign Bodhisattva. They want to use me as a signboard for publicity, tear me apart, crush my heart and liver, squeeze the juice, and give it to the believers to drink--I am with They are [unified], they can know their thoughts, understand their temperament, and it is also convenient for the Holy Church to carry out management work."

"But I can't die, I changed another body, lived in this world again, and became the idol of cultists."

"Until one day, Teacher Sansan came to me and begged me to continue living with her, but I knew that even she was a fake, fabricated by cultists using evil methods."

"I don't even have the last hope, and it all terrifies me."

Sixty-Three said with disgust: "The example is to help you understand this story better, so don't substitute the heroine as well!"

"Oh" Meteor scratched his head with embarrassment.

Bliss Space, Fushan Temple, Lingtai, Guandong.

The young Xiao Xueming came to the pagoda, looked at the main body of the temple in the deep valley, and looked at the huge statue behind the altar.

The immature face has a pair of eyes that are completely inconsistent with the appearance. These eyes can drive away demons and scare ghosts, just like Kintaro in Japanese folk legends.

"anyone there!"

Xue Ming yelled loudly, not afraid of disturbing the monks and pilgrims in the temple.

He saw an old man with a gray beard coming out of the door in a hurry, and he waved to Xueming to ask the children not to come and make noise.

Xueming then shouted: "You shouldn't answer me? Are you deaf or stupid? When you hear the door yelling, just say something!"

The old man took three steps and took two steps at a time, crossed the thirty-meter-long Shipingzi, and when he came to Xueming, he was angry and frightened.

"Don't be noisy."

Xue Ming raised his head and took a closer look, the old man's hair almost occupied his entire face, his cheeks and eyes were blue, he didn't look like a good person, so he wanted to get straight to the point.

"I'm leaving. If you tell me how to get out of here, I won't make trouble."

The old man bowed his head, blowing his beard and staring: "Little friend, where are you going?"

Xueming yelled: "I will go back wherever I came from! Don't give me any trouble! I always respect the old and love the young—don't force me to do it."

"You naughty brat! You don't know how to teach manners!" The old man's tone was harsh and vicious, his eyes were wide open, his arms were opened and waving wildly, his slender limbs were like whips: "You come to Fushan Lingtai Temple, where is there Is there any reason to just leave?"

Xiao Xueming scratched her head in confusion: "Why?"

"I'm afraid you don't know that you are dead!" The old man said with a disdainful smile, "This is the place where people are reincarnated. Only the dead can regain their innocence. With the favor of the black-eyed empress, let go of the memories of the world, and then go to the world to play and play." .”

Xue Ming embraced each other with both hands, with a look of understanding.

"Oh! Then what, you take me to see her."

The old man's face darkened: "Little brat! How did you talk?!"

"Just talk like that." Xue Ming raised his head, and looked aggressively at the thin old man who was eight meters tall: "Otherwise? Translate into English? Communicate with you in your father's tone?"

"You!" The old man bared his teeth in anger, and scolded Xue Ming: "You bastard! Is the black-eyed lady something you can see if you want?!"

Xue Ming was puzzled: "Is there anything else to say? You have to queue up to get a number even if you see the King of Hades in this world?"

The old man raised his head and chest high and proudly, not wanting to meet the children in the same way.

"Hmph! That's natural!"

"Get an account number for me?" Xue Ming stretched out his hand, and discussed with the old man in good spirits: "Do you want to pay the registration fee?"

The old man glanced at Xiao Xueming, and there was a bit of affection in his angry eyes - Fushan Temple had not seen such a lively child for a long time.

The dead souls in Shendao City have been active for more than half a century, and every time they come to reincarnate, the divine power of the black-eyed empress cannot dispel their stagnation.

Seeing that this kid is so energetic, let's be patient and say a few more good words.

So the old man took out a small figure from his pocket, like a sunny day doll.

He handed the villain into Xueming's hands, exhorting him nicely.

"If you bring this doll, the monks in Fushan Temple will recognize you and won't trouble you."

Xueming: "Oh! Thank you!"

The old man went on to say: "Go to the teahouse in the west wing. You can see a big bell when you enter the door. There is a monk who rings the bell. He is the Arhat who welcomes the guests. You take the doll to see him."

Xueming: "What's the name?"

The old man: "There is no special title. The black-eyed empress will not remember anything after taking away your harmonious soul and wild soul."

Xueming pondered carefully in his heart——

——The terms of harmony soul and wild soul are probably short-term memory and long-term memory, or cortical brain and breast-feeding brain, etc., which respectively represent thinking ability, memory ability, language and imagination, stress response, and neural reflex and animal instinct and so on.

The brain has five parts, divided into the coelenteric, reptilian, mammalian, cortical, and mirror brains.

In the classification of the ternary qualities, the brain discipline accounts for most of the spiritual essence, and the remaining small part belongs to the psionic essence. I don't know which brain this software artifact can be attributed to.

Leaving these things aside, if Heimu Qianshou were to do an operation on Xue Ming's brain, maybe he would really turn back to the mind of an eight-year-old, and there would be a risk of eating.

Xue Ming then asked: "And then?"

The old man went on to answer: "Wait in the teahouse for a while, and when Arhat picks up other guests, when there are twelve people, I will take you to see the black-eyed lady."

Xueming said carelessly: "You old brother is refreshing, I will write you down in the merit book!"

"The Merit Book?" The old man couldn't understand.

Xue Ming didn't bother to explain, probably when it came to the part of opening the ladle, he might hit the old man harder and end the old man's suffering earlier.

In the blink of an eye, the old man saw the child running towards the teahouse, and immediately disappeared.

He retreated back to the main temple, lowered his body in front of the porch, changed from an arrogant attitude to lowered eyebrows in an instant, and walked in step by step. Then I heard a solemn, solemn, compassionate and benevolent voice.

The woman's loud and gentle voice echoed between the altars, stirring up waves of sound, making the smoke and flames take concrete forms, turning into a small black-eyed and thousand-handed dharma body.

"White Ape, why was there such a loud noise just now?"

The old man immediately bowed humbly, bowed his head and admitted his mistake: "It's a kid, I can't wait to find you."

Kurome Senju: "Boy or girl?"

Old man: "It's a boy."

Black Eyed Thousand Hands: "Did you see it last time?"

The old man: "I haven't seen it before, it should be a newcomer."

Kurome Senshou smiled slightly, and remembered the Meteor Meteor he had seen before. The memory experience he got from Meteor was very fresh. If it could be made into a module, it must be a precious commodity.

"Shinto City has new life, which is a great thing."

The old man asked: "Should I call him here immediately? I gave him a token and asked him to go to Mrs. Xiong. He should rest in the teahouse at this time."

Kurome Senshou shook his head, telling the old man to be calm.

"Let him play with Mrs. Xiong for a while, and the days to come will be long—don't scare him, and ask him to blend in with other children and integrate into this big family."