Volume 4: Beginning of Spring Chapter 83 Ability
"What's the meaning?" Tang Butian asked.
Jiang You didn't answer her. He turned around, holding her wooden sword, dragging his legs, and seemed to be climbing up with some difficulty.
Tang Butian clenched her right hand, then she trotted forward. When she ran past Jiang You, she reached out and grabbed the blade of the wooden sword and pulled it out with force.
Jiang You let go of his hand.
She followed the force, jumped backwards, then flipped in mid-air and landed lightly.
Her black hair fluttered and then fell on her shoulders and back.
She stepped onto the last step, stood in front of the Buddha statue, turned around and looked at Jiang You.
Jiang You pulled the strap of the bag on his shoulder, took a few big steps forward, then reached out and grabbed Tang Butian, pulling her to the side.
The red light fell on where she had stood before, burning a black hole in the steps.
Tang Butian glanced in the direction where the red light came from. The statue's eyes opened, and its blood-red eyeballs moved left and right...
It saw her.
His eyes locked on her.
She paused, her hand tightening on the wooden sword.
The tip of the wooden sword trembled again.
Shudder.
Will to fight.
Just as she was about to jump , her wrist was grabbed again.
He grabbed her hand.
She held the wooden sword.
His palms are hot.
Her vision seemed to be opened at this moment, and many details that she had never seen or noticed before came flooding in.
She looked .
A ray of light flashed between the eyes of the statue.
Found it!
"Go ahead."
Jiang You pushed her shoulder.
She jumped up.
The girl flew in the red light, her hair flying, and the tip of her knife dancing with sword flowers. She moved lightly, turned sharply, and after a series of movements that were too fast to be seen, she arrived between the eyes of the Buddha statue. She turned her head and glanced at Jiang You.
Then, the man and the knife seemed to become one, chasing after the faint light relentlessly.
Cut it off.
Broken.
His hands suddenly loosened, the wooden sword fell down, and his body fell down with it.
She tried to control her body, but all her strength was drained away...
The white statue and the steps turned into powder and flew around her.
“This special effect is okay.”
She was held.
Turning my head, I saw a familiar short round face.
Jiang You asked, "Are you okay?"
"I am exhausted."
"Are you happy?"
Tang Butian thought for a moment and said, "Happy."
"We should have a midnight snack before we go out," Jiang You bent down and picked up the wooden sword, "Order a bowl of mutton soup. Put thick-cut boneless mutton in the soup. Stew it until it's soft. Add some white radish. After scooping it out, sprinkle some pepper and drink it hot to get rid of the cold and dampness. When you're done, call Sun Yu to eat together?"
"Is the core broken?" Tang Butian asked.
"Obviously not."
She heard Jiang You chuckle. He said, "The Huang brothers and sisters may have planned to get rid of it, and it was probably on guard. They can be considered to have gotten rid of it, but..."
"What?"
"I've lost money. They're all dead, but they can't even give me a banner or anything like that," Jiang You suddenly thought of Lin Yu. "Leader, someone needs to give our department a banner. Can we get the title of an advanced department and get more bonuses?"
Tang Butian turned her head and looked outside.
It was pitch dark all around.
"Are you feeling better?" Jiang You lifted Tang Butian's body up, as if assessing her weight. "The day before yesterday, I was in the gym, ran ten kilometers, and lifted dumbbells for twenty minutes. Now I still feel pain all over my body."
"When I was fighting with the black and white figure just now, after my spiritual power was exhausted, it took away some things from my body."
"It's okay, just go back and eat more."
"Can you kill God by cutting off the meaning?"
"Give existence meaning, so that existence can be seen, understood, and recognized. The meaning of God is given by people. The law contained in this wooden sword is probably to cut off the connection between the meanings. The so-called killing of God," Jiang You hugged Tang Butian and walked slowly forward in the dark, "It's all useless nonsense, suitable for liberal arts graduates to use to pad their papers and online writers to pad the word count."
"I want to hear it."
"Language itself is a kind of rule. It extracts some concepts from specific things and phenomena through logical thinking. The most original and essential way of thinking before language, before logic, before cognition, before consciousness, is called the language of God," Jiang You paused and pushed his glasses. "It's called saying what comes true. Some miracles that seem to have amazing special effects are just the result of being good at foreign languages."
"Your ability?"
Jiang You stopped walking and said, "If God wants to descend, it must be recognized by humans, bound by human language, and given meaning."
Then, Tang Butian saw Jiang You reach out and push open a door, and a dazzling white light poured in and fell on her face.
She turned her head and asked, "Where is this?"
"The core. Now that I'm here, I have to take something back with me."
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Sun Xiu led Zhuang Zekun across the fields and into the dead woods. After several twists and turns, a small wooden house appeared in front of them.
They walked in.
"It's safe here for now." Sun Xiu closed the door of the cabin and walked to the round table by the window and sat down.
Zhuang Zekun glanced out the window and saw a vast expanse of white fog.
He put Guan Nuo on a bench on the side, took off his coat and covered him with it, then he walked to the other side of the round table and sat down.
They looked at each other in silence, and it seemed that no one was willing to speak first.
After a long while, Sun Xiu spoke up. He said, "In the past few years, I have always felt that someone or some force is targeting Jinghu Society. I didn't expect it to be you. I have never given up on tracking it down." He glanced in the direction of Guan Nuo. "He must be Sang Xu's son. He has grown up so fast. Do you plan to let him take over the responsibility of the Special Operations Department?"
"What do you want to do?" Zhuang Zekun asked in a deep voice.
"I'm just reminding you that more than a decade has passed. Without the restraint of the Special Operations Department, how many organizations like the Jinghu Society have developed secretly? When you were away, how many unidentified people sneaked into the system?"
"You brought us here just to tell me this?" Zhuang Zekun looked at Sun Xiu warily.
"I just want to talk to you," Sun Xiu leaned forward a little, "I'm afraid you don't know why you are here?"
Zhuang Zekun thought about what Huang Juan had said to him.
——You are the same .
Who are you referring to?
——I felt the same existence as Him.
Who is he referring to?
Zhuang Zekun had a vague idea of the answer in his mind.
He asked, “So what do you suggest?”
