The author's diary of ghost stories

This is a huge limestone cave with winding and rugged passages. The hideous darkness makes it impossible to look directly at it. A kind of fear beyond recognition lingers in the heart, making it even more eerie.

There are sticky water droplets dripping on the walls of the cave, or it may not be water droplets, but something else. The great elder knows that this chilling liquid will cause irreversible alienation in anyone who drinks it. , even simply holding it is cursed.

As long as you hold it, no matter it is in the past, present, or future, you will continue to receive the curse. This is a three-dimensional substance standing on the four-dimensional time line, harming every living thing related to it equally and eternally.

This……

It's just a certain body fluid naturally secreted by the "funeral", a "poison" that almost lasts forever and never dies.

The Great Elder once had the idea of ​​​​this "poison". She planned to mix the properties of this poison into the body of the ghosts of the Jiuyin Sect. However, she soon suffered a backlash, and the "Undertaker" appeared on her body. Part of the characteristics, until she forcibly distorted her past and used lies to blind this "liquid".

It has no self-awareness, it just harms any creature that dares to touch it equally.

The "Undertaker" is the ancient god she serves. He is one of the most powerful beings in the entire village, and is also the kind of ancient god who is the gentlest to human beings.

When she accidentally entered the village, if she had not accidentally broken into the cave of the "Undertaker", she would have died in the village.

The Undertaker is a very well-behaved ancient god, and is willing to convey his knowledge and goodwill to humans. This knowledge has benefited the Great Elder a lot, so at this critical moment of life and death, the Great Elder immediately thought of It is to visit this ancient god.

The underground cave presents a 45-degree downward slope, with small round stone platforms as supports at intervals.

Although the entire cave looks strange and winding, if you look at it from a God's perspective, you will find that the planes of each boulder platform are absolutely parallel, and the road connecting them is not flat, but the slope is not unexpected. It's an exact slant of forty-five degrees.

On a round stone platform behind a slope of nearly 60 degrees, the great elder stopped. She knew that the road behind was actually a trap. If she wanted to see the "undertaker", she had to turn from this round stone platform. Entering the secret passage is also the initial threshold for meeting the undertaker.

Only those who find the exact slope pattern from the rugged path will be allowed to enter the undertaker's palace, so the undertaker is also called the "God of Deception and Pattern" in the legend.

After some searching, the Great Elder successfully found the secret passage hidden inside the platform and stepped into it.

After spending a long journey on the slide, the great elder finally arrived at the underground palace where the undertaker was.

If you observe carefully, you will find that the layout of the undertaker's underground palace is almost the same as that of her nine vaginas, and even the material of the stone is exactly the same.

Obviously, Jiuyin Temple is a place where people believe in and worship the "Undertaker", but most of the believers are not aware of the existence of the "Undertaker".

As for Daozu, Daozu is just a name, a symbolic leader of the Jiuyin Sect, because most of the believers are not qualified to directly worship the "funeral", and can only retreat to worship a Illusion.

But this is also because the undertaker doesn't care about the worship of such ignorant believers. What he needs is the faith of someone who can break through illusions and understand the rules, not the low-quality faith.

The Great Elder looked at the underground palace in front of him, breathed a long sigh of relief, and then slowly stepped into the underground palace.

With the current situation in Cyber ​​City, only the Ancient God Undertaker can save her and the Nine Yin Sect.

Stepping into the underground palace, the main hall is tens of meters high and covers an area of ​​tens of thousands of square meters. In the center of the main hall, there is a physical creature.

If this can be called a living thing.

A mass of black chaos accumulated, with countless triangular red phoenix eyes flowing in it. Each eye was half-open and half-closed, looking a little lazy.

These black objects pile up to look like a potbelly, or more like a giant toad statue, but it also has the characteristics of a spider, a human, and a shrimp. When humans look directly at its body, the center of their vision will Involuntarily changing slowly all the time.

Out of goodwill towards human beings, the Undertaker does not reject the direct gaze from humans. As long as there is no obvious provocation or malice, he does not even care whether humans will enter this underground palace.

As a nearly "invincible" creature, the Undertaker's character is that he doesn't care so much about all other things, so he has the name of "kindness" and benevolence.

Indeed, for "ants", "human beings" who are not malicious are considered kind, and "human beings" who accidentally drop a piece of candy are worthy of the title of savior.

But now, the undertaker can be called one of the saviors.

The great elder stopped. She knew that the undertaker knew about her arrival, but he did not speak or make any movement.

This is a kind of divine laziness. He does not move or actively think. He is just in a state of waiting for sacrifices to come to him.

Just like it is now.

The great elder took out a small knife, stabbed it into his abdomen without hesitation, and took out the bloody internal organs and displayed them in front of the undertaker.

This is a ritual similar to that of a sacrifice, but it is mainly to show respect for the deceased.

The Undertaker does not simply like blood. On the contrary, what he likes is actually the "price." A transaction with a price is the rule set by him.

What He prefers to eat is the metaphorical power of "price", and every transaction will make Him happy.

But it's just joy. The root ghost talk is like something standing at the end of the world. It doesn't need to eat or become stronger, it just grows quietly somewhere.

After the bloody thing fell to the ground, some of the eyes of the undertaker slowly opened, and their eyes fell on the great elder.

In an instant, countless information streams poured into the great elder's mind, including the situation of the Nine Yin Sect itself and an in-depth analysis of the relevant teachings of the Nine Yin Sect.

This is not some false and empty teaching, but a practical study that integrates the understanding of the universe into the teachings of Jiuyin Sect. It is the observation and thinking from the source of strange stories.

Well, a root ghost talks about the cognition and thinking of the universe. This information alone is enough to drive any scientist crazy. They will spend their whole lives exploring its mysteries, but there will be no results.

Each source of ghost stories is an extremely unique existence. It may be a natural spiritual creature, or it may be a monster that has mutated acquired. They have completely different understandings of life, death, and the universe, but they are completely consistent with observations from a specific perspective.

Whether paranoid or arrogant or rational or foolish, humans cannot get accurate answers from this information, but it is enough to generate special understanding and belief.

Believe in fate, believe in the universe, believe in luck, believe in the undertaker...

No, I believe in Dao Ancestor.

The beliefs of the believers mean that their worldview is gradually tending to the worldview of the "undertaker" of the root ghost talk. It may be distorted and separated in a small direction, but there is no problem in the general direction.

This is a source of strength in a sense.

Of course, what the great elder does is far from important. The life and death of Jiuyin Sect has nothing to do with the undertaker. He will not pay attention to the fight between the "ants". It is meaningless and will not even make him happy. The feeling comes.

It was a divine laziness, and at the same time every unit of His long life.

The injuries on the Great Elder's abdomen showed no signs of healing. As a price for the deal, the Undertaker permanently took away her internal organs. No matter in the past, present or future, she would never "own" her internal organs again.

But it was all worth it because she got something interesting out of the stream.

About Daozu, about the murderer, about the people behind them and something deeper.

For example, dungeons, players, or some evil ancient god became curious about these people.

The curiosity of the ancient god is not something that normal people can bear.

At the same time, it was her chance.

——

Yu Liang thought about it and put the stone strips in front of him into the stone slab, finally forming a complete figure.

A standard triangle has three sides in the ratio 3:4:5.

As the simplest math problem, Yu Liang can still solve it, and this may be regarded as a common language in the village.

The graphical language of mathematics.

When two completely different civilizations come into contact, all commonly used languages ​​may not come in handy, but this special graphic will definitely arouse resonance between civilizations and even make them smile.

Just like now.

These puzzles are scattered in every corner of the village. They are a special way of solving puzzles. The completion of each puzzle will make all the players present feel a kind of heartfelt joy. They don’t know where this joy comes from. It came, but it just happened out of thin air.

At the same time, they can obtain a temporary "shield" for each puzzle they solve.

Yu Liang was not sure that this kind of shield really existed, because it was indeed invisible and intangible, but there was a mysterious feeling telling him in the dark.

It helps them.

In fact, it does protect them.

In order to find a new puzzle, Yu Liang walked into an orphanage in a deserted village. The zombies that rushed towards him directly killed him in the face.

The official uniforms of the feudal officials of the Qing Dynasty show how extraordinary this zombie is, and the high gradient level of T1 makes it even more terrifying.

At that moment, Yu Liang thought that he...

No, something is going to happen to Zhong Chen.

Unexpectedly, the zombies disappeared together with the non-existent "shield" and disappeared into the air, as if they had never existed.

It felt like an ancient blade was added to the arrow, and the monster disappeared completely with one arrow, as if it had never existed.

Erasing all traces, even of its past existence.

For example, the black coffin that originally contained the zombies did not contain any trace of the zombies' previous existence. This was not because the zombies neatly folded the silk fabrics inside when they jumped out of the coffin with a "bang", but because Because some kind of existence erases the "traces" of zombies from a deeper level.

No matter in the past, present or future, this zombie will never exist. It seems that it can only exist briefly in the memories of Yu Liang and his group.

"I think I understand what this is," said the architect.

About an hour later, the architect had woken up. Apart from his general weakness and weakness, he had no serious problems. As the only player among the players present who was replaced by the mind-stealing monster, he was also extremely unlucky not to be in the flat house ghost story. Get any stamp.

Yes, there are no rewards.

For him, he lost consciousness when he stepped into the flat room. When he woke up, there was one less player around him, and he fell into a continuous state of weakness.

"What?" Yu Liang asked curiously.

"Imaginary number space." The architect explained to everyone present in a language as simple and easy to understand as possible. "Imaginary number is a number that does not exist. If it exists, it can be used to solve some mathematical problems. Then imaginary number space It’s a space that doesn’t exist.”

He continued, and this time the explanation became a little deeper: "The place we are in is the real number space. A point here in the imaginary number space is an infinite three-dimensional volume, and a point in the imaginary number space here will also be It is an infinite three-dimensional volume. The mathematical conversion method between the two spaces is called Fourier transform, so the imaginary number space is also called Fourier space."

Players:

"..."

"?"

The architect's eyes scanned everyone present. Obviously, his explanation did not allow anyone to understand what he wanted to express. If you think about their respective identities and professions, the answer to this question will be found.

Xiao Hei, an internet addicted boy who makes money in the studio... an internet addicted young man.

Female athlete, sports student.

Psychological counselors are most likely to be liberal arts students.

Animal tamer, monkey juggler.

The bodyguard may be a graduate of a martial arts school or a veteran.

That's okay.

However, this kind of joking in his head is just joking after all, and the architect will naturally not say it out loud. After all, he has no opinions on their profession.

"To put it simply, this is an absolutely virtual space in the current worldview of reality. There may be these imaginary life forms in it, but it is difficult to describe their life and appearance with human imagination. Human beings cannot imagine that they are completely Things that cannot be understood and seen." The architect continued, "These questions may be questions asked by those imaginary life forms, and this seemingly non-existent shield is the reward they give us. The zombie just now may The 'imaginary number' was generated the moment it touched the shield, so it directly entered the imaginary number space."

The architect thought for a while and continued: "Just like we are imagining the mathematical theorems of imaginary numbers, in their world, the Pythagorean theorem may also be some kind of fictitious thing. The space of real numbers is also fictitious. We live in a world made up of them. In a fictional world, they have mastered the technological means to affect this world."

"Is there any danger?" Female athletes are more concerned about this matter.

"We can't see their hostility towards us for the time being. This shield is even a reward for us. With this passport, we can live longer in the village." The architect defined his conjecture, "In short, since they are not dangerous, try to have as little contact with them as possible, and don't offend them. Every question you solve will provide a shield. Use the shield to continue exploring in the village."

Yu Liang thought thoughtfully, this is a corresponding concept.

Could these real human beings be the figments of imaginary beings?

Like a story that doesn't exist?

But the purpose of this shield is not just protection. Do these imaginary life forms really just want to observe?

From the moment he entered the village, these extremely special strange stories came to his door one by one, which even made Yu Liang feel a little exhausted.

Who still remembers that they didn’t even complete the basic ghost mission in Cyber ​​City?

I was riding home in the car today. I was exhausted. I rushed out with all my strength. This volume should be almost over, within 400 chapters!