Volume 6: Summer Chapter 72: Thoughts Clear
The river is almost dry.
Some golden color was visible in the mist. Golden leaves fell, and the girl holding the knife turned around and walked towards Jiang You and Guan Qingtong.
Jiang You said, "It's almost time to leave."
Guan Qingtong looked at him, "Aren't you going to ask me what I saw?"
Jiang You asked: "What did you see?"
"Your background."
"Really? Is this the reincarnation of some great being? Have you figured out where my treasure from my previous life is hidden? Are there any wives waiting for me? Tell me the address and I'll give you 10% of it."
"Human."
"No?"
Guan Qingtong's eyes flashed with cunning, "Didn't you say you are an ordinary person?"
"I feel a little disappointed. I have already thought about how to spend the treasure after I get it."
A familiar cold voice sounded, "How do you spend it?"
Jiang You turned around.
Tang Butian's hair was messy.
Part of the light blue skirt was burnt.
Jiang You's gaze fell on her right hand holding the knife. The originally flawless white back of her hand had a black spot, as if it had been carbonized.
"Let's buy all the stores on Wenhua Street first, so that my son and I can become street fighters in the future," Jiang You walked up to Tang Butian and reached out to tidy up her hair. "Every time I go out, they will greet me and say, 'Hello, Boss Jiang, this is a new product, you should try it first.' And I will say, 'OK, it's delicious, work hard, and don't forget to pay the rent this month.'"
"Then what?" Tang Butian asked.
"Then, then I might be able to gain a little more weight, because then I can buy a bigger bed. How about a hundred square meters?"
Tang Butian looked at his belly.
Jiang You put down his hand and said, "Okay, it's time to go back."
"When are you going to tell Boyang the truth?" Guan Qingtong suddenly said.
Tang Butian looked at her.
Guan Qingtong looked at the tree not far away and Liu Boyang who was sitting beside the tree and playing with Jiujiu. "That bird can only exist here and cannot return to the world with us."
"How do you know?" Jiang You asked.
Tang Butian looked at Jiang You, and Jiang You gently shook his head at her.
Guan Qingtong retracted her gaze. "Many years ago, our country began to study small worlds. For a small world that can connect with the real world and exchange materials, just one law is not enough, not to mention that this chain of laws is missing a link."
"You figured it out?"
"I realized something when I borrowed the power here." Guan Qingtong replied.
"The research on small worlds came to a halt a long time ago, right?"
"Yes, the researcher who led the project at the time believed that it was impossible to artificially create a small world from scratch. We can only transform and repair the existing small worlds to a certain extent," Guan Qingtong looked at Tang Butian, "The masters of these small worlds were all near-gods before they fell. The calamity that the small world has to face when it is born is a calamity that belongs to the gods."
Tang Butian said, "The tree is in the yard."
“It’s different.”
"The people leading the research are Chang Lizhang's parents, right?" Jiang You interrupted Guan Qingtong.
Guan Qingtong nodded, "Yes."
"Everything you revealed is confidential, right?" Jiang You asked again.
"I trust you."
"You just lied to me."
"I also saw the future, the future in Jin Cheng's dream. Everything will move towards chaos and disorder, and eventually extinction."
"The Second Law of Thermodynamics?"
"What?"
“A law that, if disproven, could lead to the invention of a perpetual motion machine.”
"I saw you, Jiang You."
"Thank you."
"You have a wooden sword in your hand."
"Was I thinner then?" Jiang You asked.
Guan Qingtong was stunned for a moment, then she said, "It seems not."
"Then you must have seen it wrong." Jiang You took out a white postcard and a silver lighter from his pocket.
ignite.
The fire licked the postcard.
"I don't want to create a little world," the firelight reflected in his eyes, "my little ancestor at home is a germaphobe, and it's easy to get into chaos and disorder if I clean up every day."
Jiang You let go of his hand, and the postcard stopped in mid-air and burned.
"When Boyang was seeking death, he gave Jiujiu a name, and when he was seeking life, he gave Jiujiu a new life. Its meaning and existence were thus constructed."
The camphor tree began to burn from the roots.
“The camphor tree condenses a law—a symbol that represents its manifestation.”
Jiujiu flapped its wings and flew out of Liu Boyang's arms.
Liu Boyang was about to stand up, but his eyes went dark and he fell down.
Guan Qingtong saw that a picture gradually emerged on the postcard in the firelight. It was a tree with a coal tit perched on it.
"The energy contained in the core is used as a sacrifice."
Guan Qingtong suddenly had a guess in her mind, and she asked, "Did you integrate the newly born law into this postcard?"
"Bring it into the world through my laws."
The postcard burned up in a flash.
The surroundings gradually sank into darkness.
"You use the resurrection bird as a condition, let the tree help you use the energy of the core to condense a new law, let Boyang summon the bird, and let Tang Butian help you cut off the thunder."
“My charity has been doing well.”
Guan Qingtong opened her mouth. She searched for a long time in her mind before she found a suitable word. She said, "Swindler."
"Mental labor is also labor, otherwise how can sand be turned into chips?"
"Then I am in it. Guan Nuo was originally here. What role did I play?"
Jiang You looked into Guan Qingtong's eyes and said, "This is my yard, my tree, and my bird."
Guan Qingtong felt dizzy. "What did you do to me?"
"It's time to go back."
Guan Qingtong's body fell to the ground.
Tang Butian felt her hand being grabbed.
"Is it fun to chop down thunder?" Jiang You asked her.
“It’s fun.”
"You won the bet, but it was me who let you win."
"oh."
"How about this? Your reward remains the same, and you become my saint for a month."
"not good."
Darkness engulfed the last glimmer of fire.
…
When the swing reached its highest point, Jiang Mo stretched out his hand and grabbed the air.
Swing back.
Lin Yu felt his vision blurry for a moment, and then he saw a few more people in the yard - Guan Qingtong lying on the bluestone road, Liu Boyang sitting under the camphor tree, and Jiang You and Tang Butian standing under the eaves.
…
The darkness gradually dissipated.
Tang Butian saw the outline of the scenery, and then gradually added colors. She felt the wind and smelled the fragrance of the camphor tree in the wind.
She heard the sound of rain.
She stepped on the ground.
"The rain hasn't stopped yet."
The hand holding her loosened.
Jiang You walked to the swing, bent down, looked at Jiang Mo and said, "No loss, no gain."
Jiang Mo puffed up his cheeks.
Jiang You pointed at Guan Qingtong and said, "I didn't want to do that either. Suddenly, she came to her senses."
Jiang Mo stared at Guan Qingtong who was unconscious on the ground.
"You're old, and the meat is old and not tasty. Can I give you a cup of hot milk?"
Jiang Mo jumped off the swing and walked into the store without looking back.
