Fix your sister's fairy

The abyss is dark.

Walking in the dark is extremely easy to lose a sense of time, and in the country where Mo Yishu once lived, he conducted an experiment in which a war criminal who was supposed to be sentenced to capital punishment was placed in a dark room with only four walls, and three meals a day were fed from a fixed place, without inflicting any violent capital punishment on him, nor did he make any threats or pressures on him, but just locked him in the room day after day.

At first, the man did not show resistance, because it was the greatest luck to be able to escape from the death penalty and survive, he was ecstatic in the dark room, eating not too good but absolutely no bad food every day, and living cautiously for fear of being dragged out for execution one day.

But after a while, he began to fall into endless silence, and in the darkness he became cringe, cautious like a light-phobic mouse, and initially began to go on hunger strike, but still selectively ate some food when he was too hungry to bear it.

After a while, he began to make a lot of noise, banging on the walls, roaring, roaring, but it was all in vain in a particular room with a sound-absorbing effect, but it seemed that only by doing so could he feel better, and he spent a lot of energy in between useless efforts, until he had no strength to move the position.

Then it was pleading, and about a month had passed, and he tried to beg the food delivery man to let him out, let him see the sunlight once, even the slightest light source, and kill him immediately, but no one answered him, and he didn't even know that it was only a clever trick that brought him food, and this room was in the depths of the isolated underground.

In the end, all that could be observed was complete silence.

One day, the person who proposed to carry out this experiment suddenly slapped his head and stubble, ate roast duck and trotted to the dark basement, opened the room and found that the prisoner's limbs had degenerated to a strange degree, thin like a living corpse but strangely did not lose his breath, but at the moment when the door opened, he closed his eyes after the light that appeared, and never opened them again, not because his body died, but because his will completely collapsed.

The person who proposed this experiment is called Mo Tianjiao, and the specific data of this experiment is recorded in the Mo family's public library, which is completely an anti-human experiment, and the person who advocates the experiment has not thought about the eyes of others at all, and Mo Yi, who has been recorded in the documents for a period of time, has naturally glimpsed the record of this experiment.

"So, as the eldest son of the Mo family in Yiguo, do you have any new views on Mo Tianjiao? Zhao Yan couldn't help but ask after listening to the whole story Mo Yi told.

"What else can change?" Mo Yibai glanced at him: "I can only say that my father doesn't treat human life as human life, who told that prisoner to kill the thirteen members of the Qi family before his death, and also killed Wangcai who beat the guard." "

Zhao Mad was silent, he looked up at the Qingxuan Venerable who was still walking steadily in front of him, the silver bell hanging on his right ankle followed the pace but did not breathe, there was only the sound of him chatting with Mo Yi in the dark, and the white bridge continued straight ahead as if it could never be finished.

"Have you counted how long we've been gone?" Mo Yi said.

"Time for a stick of incense?" Zhao said madly.

"We've been walking for half a day. Dao.

"What did you say?" Zhao was stunned, he turned his head to look at Mo Yi, but found that the other party was not bluffing himself, but said these words in a factual tone.

"Look. Mo Yi didn't explain anything, but simply threw away a small thing, Zhao Madness raised his hand to take it and saw that there was a delicate pocket watch lying in his hand, with a brass shell, and the gears were tightly bitten together, and the scale said Twelve Zichou Yin Mao Tiangan.

"Six hours have passed since the moment we stepped on the White Bridge, and one hour and two hours have passed since twelve hours and half a day, but when I ask you how long it has been, you only say that it feels like a stick of incense has passed. Mo Yi looked sideways at Zhao Maan, who was staring at the pocket watch in disbelief, and said lightly: "The reason why I asked you is because in my feelings, the time of a stick of incense has passed, but the pocket watch is not wrong, so what is wrong should be our feeling of the passage of time." "

"It's a good thing or a bad thing. Zhao Yan closed his pocket watch and whispered.

"Keep it as a souvenir, the human world is handmade, and the works of the time-honored Tiangong Pavilion under the Mo family are still limited editions. Mo Yi smiled indifferently: "As for whether it is a good thing or a bad thing, it depends on how long we can walk on this bridge, if we have been walking in this darkness in confusion, maybe when we look back suddenly, we have become old men in the twilight, and in our cognition, time may have only passed a few hours." "

Zhao Mad imagined the situation that Mo Yi said, and suddenly shuddered.

"There was a great degree of confusion in the space in the white fog before, and when the white fog dissipated and stepped on the white bridge, it was time confusion that appeared at this moment. Mo Yi said lightly: "Does this prove that we are getting closer and closer to the so-called World Tree? It is rumored that the World Tree devours the origin of the world, and the composition of time is not the three-dimensional space and the axis of time? That's a good thing. "

"What are you talking about. Zhao Mad stared at Mo Yi with a stunned expression.

"It's nothing, I used to be superstitious about science. The corners of Mo Yi's mouth rose and he smiled: "Cultivating immortals, cultivating immortals scientifically." "

"You've always been fond of saying inexplicable things in your life. "

In front of him, the voice of Venerable Qingxuan slowly floated in, and Mo Yi cast his gaze (good Zhao Zhao) and then smiled slightly: "What the students say is all idle theories, and they can't be put on the stage, if they really want to talk about how to solve the current problem, they are helpless." "

But what you said is not unreasonable, and from what you said, it seems that there is a set of knowledge frameworks that no one knows, at least no one who is a teacher knows. Venerable Qingxuan didn't look back and whispered, "I'm curious where you learned these things, Mo Yi, are there any scholars in the human world who can look down on the immortal realm?"

"The mysteries of wisdom are all the same, and so can those who have no power to tie the chickens carry the stars and the sea. Mo Yi said with a smile.

"That's fine. Venerable Qingxuan lowered his head: "We have arrived." "

Suddenly, Mo Yi's gaze swept over Venerable Qingxuan's shoulder and looked ahead, where the White Bridge had come to an end at some point.

It was an endless darkness, and the White Bridge was abruptly stopped. _

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