The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 31: It’s all skin sacs
Chen Ya left the Star Gate base, and the fleet naturally moved away, but the altar hall was still surrounded.
The star priestess walked out of the sacrificial hall slowly, looking at the believers who were stopped in the distance, knowing that the military will not do anything for the time being, but who knows what will happen in the future?
On the farther horizon, the instructors and students of the Military Department of Stargate University control over a hundred heavy mechas, standing there silently, like countless hills.
They are not used to suppress the fanatics of demonstrations, but are ready to leave this planet and go to the Helicopter Nebula.
The battleship was loaded into those heavy mechas like a mother bird with open arms, and then soared into the air, breaking through the atmosphere and entering higher-level battleships.
The turf that had just been repaired a few days ago was lifted up again, exposing the white broken bones inside.
In many rumors, this grassland is buried with many monster remains from the Sea of Dark Objects. This is indeed true, but since the broken bones are white, they naturally belong to humans.
If you look at the sacrificial hall from that battleship, you should be able to see that the white broken bones also form a number.
The battleship turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the dark universe. Whether it was the teachers and students of the Logistics Department of Stargate University or the believers who came to demonstrate and protest, they waved to the side.
I heard that there is a space crack in the Helicopter Nebula, and the Star Core Fleet is collecting powerful armor for ablation. I hope that the brave fighters can complete the mission as soon as possible, and then return safely.
The priestess of the Star Gate did not watch the warship, but stared blankly at the white broken bones on the distant grassland, her face becoming paler and paler.
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Is this a miracle or a sign of God’s punishment?
Similar images have appeared in various places in the universe, and everyone who knows the meaning of those numbers is waiting for that day.
Some people who are good at strategy and extremely calm have already begun to think about things after that day.
Tong Yan is different from Zhao Layue. She doesn't have that kind of blind confidence in Jing Jiu, and she doesn't intend to be like her. If that moment really comes, she will kill with a single sword.
He did enough preparations to find the old house of the Shen family. Naturally, he had to finish the matter. The unimaginable three-dimensional chess game in the pavilion could indeed hold him back for a long time, but he couldn't stop him.
The old man wearing a hat looked at the bag on the table, sighed helplessly, opened the channel of the formation, led him through the long stone steps, and arrived at the house in the deepest part of the cloud. .
The door of the house opened without wind, Tong Yan walked in behind the old man Limao, and saw more old Limao people.
Some old people with hats are playing against themselves.
Some elderly people in Li hats are boiling water and making tea, staring at themselves in a daze.
Some old people with hats swept the bamboo leaves falling on the bluestone with a hard bamboo broom.
Some old people with hats are painting against the lattice windows on the white wall, but they are still on the canvas.
I believe that when you lift off those hats, you should see the same, simple and ugly, wrinkled face.
In the entire old house of the Shen family, there is no one to see except these old people with hats. There is a strange smell in the sound of tea boiling, the sound of brushing over the paper, and the sound of sliding bamboo leaves.
If you can appreciate and perceive this kind of taste, or it will be of great help to the cultivation of Taoism, Tong Yan will not stop, and will continue to walk towards the depths of the house.
In the beginning, the old man with a hat was a little surprised, and asked behind him: "Don't you find anything different?"
This sentence is a simple pun, but Tong Yan did not answer literally, but said: "They are all clones."
Replicators are not biochemicals, and illegal activities are strictly prohibited in the Galaxy Alliance. Although there are no police stations, courts, or various ethics committees on this planet, Qingshan Patriarch is an existence above all things, but it is not right after all.
There is no difference in the depths of the house. There are still elderly people wearing hats everywhere. If you let your imagination run wild, you can even think of it as a nursing home. Hats and simple commoners are the uniforms of this nursing home.
Walking all the way to the end of the house, seeing the huge white wall engraved with gods, gods, dragons and phoenixes, Tong Yan did not find the trace he wanted to see—the trace of a woman.
There is no mistress in the old house of the Shen family, and there is not even a person surnamed Shen. It turns out that the son-in-law named Shen Yunbu was so lonely and pitiful.
Tong Yan stood in front of the white wall and was silent for a while, then turned and walked along the lane under the wall to the side yard.
There is a cornice building in the side yard. The old man who has been following him introduced it as a museum. It is said that Qingshan ancestors excavated and repaired the civilization remains of ancient times from the ancestors, and they will be transported back here for preservation.
"That is the real ancient Ming Dynasty, not the age of the gods." The old man said with pride: "That is the true root of our humanity."
He is different from other lihat elders in that he is not a clone but a biochemical person, but he also regards himself as a part of human beings.
No wonder he was deterred by Tong Yan's handbag in the Sandao Chess Pavilion.
It doesn’t matter if the Shen family’s old house is destroyed, it doesn’t matter if the large array outside the house is destroyed, it doesn’t matter if those who guard the old house in the Night Realm die, it doesn’t matter even if the planet is destroyed, the things in this museum can’t be destroyed. .
There are extremely precious ancient relics in this museum, which may be paintings, books, game consoles, or hand-made things.
If you change it to another time, Tong Yan will of course walk into the museum and linger. He doesn't know the smell of meat in March, but today he has something to do, so he turns to the pool with unimaginable self-control.
There is a small square in front of the museum with a fountain, a few big trees by the pool, and a few benches in the middle of the tree.
Tong Yan walked to a bench.
An old man with a hat is also sitting on the bench.
Tong Yan put her bag on the ground beside her feet and said: "If I dug your roots, will you hurt?"
The old man raised his head, his eyes were extremely silent, like a pool at the end of Xijian Creek.
From the perspective of appearance and body structure, this old man is the same as all the old people in the old house of the Shen family, without any difference.
But the look in the eyes says it all.
Tong Yan feels very clearly. Someone is looking at herself from a very distant place, through the eyes of the old man.
Undoubtedly, that person is the Qingshan Patriarch who is far away from the ancestor star-as expected to be the human with the strongest sense of consciousness in the ages, and can transmit consciousness here even after countless light years.
Master Qingshan asked: "Your confidence?"
Tong Yan said calmly: "I am the only one left in the Zhongzhou School."
Master Qingshan was silent for a while, and said: "What do you want?"
Tong Yan said: "I want your son."
Master Qingshan said calmly: "I don't know where he is at this time, so no one can find him."
Tong Yan looked into the eyes of the old man with a hat and said, "You won't throw stones."
Whether it is the Green Mountain Patriarch or other ascenders, if you throw a stone hard, you will surely be able to throw the stone out of the atmosphere, then no one will know where the stone will eventually fly to the universe.
The problem is that you must have a purpose in doing everything. Patriarch Qingshan didn't directly kill Shen Yunbu, just to keep him useful, so how could there be no way to contact the black battleship?
Master Qingshan said: "I set a wake-up time for that child."
Tong Yan said: "How long?"
Master Qingshan said: "Three hundred years."
Tong Yan was silent for a long time and said: "Then I can only hope that he puts the alarm clock on himself."
Master Qingshan was a little interested, and asked: "Do you think he put the alarm clock in the old house?"
Tong Yan felt the aura fluctuations in the distance, and suddenly said: "I want to find it quietly."
The arrival of strangers in the Shen family’s old house naturally alarmed those strong in the Galaxy Alliance who were defending the battlefield.
There are countless white turbulences in the blue sky, which is a symbol of the physical separation net being formed. At the same time, several extremely powerful auras are coming, and it only takes a few breaths to reach the top of the mountain.
"Okay, I'll give you half an hour." The old man with a hat on the bench said this and closed his eyes.
This means that Patriarch Qingshan, who is far away from the ancestor star, has accepted the condition of a childlike face.
Until many years later, no one knew what Qingshan Patriarch's choice was because he was worried that the remains of human civilization in the museum would be blown into nothingness by Tong Yan, but this old house of the Shen family really entrusted him with a lot of feelings.
The several powerful auras stayed outside the mountain and did not continue to approach the old house of the Shen family. It should have been the decree of the patriarch.
Tong Yan was not satisfied with this situation, because he didn't like looking for things under the gaze of others, so he lifted the luggage bag in his hand.
Several night-bearing realm powerhouses in the sky flew away at the fastest speed, pulled out several straight cloud lines, and soon came to the outside of the planet.
Tong Yan turned and looked at the somewhat childish fountain mouth in the pool, and suddenly shook her head, with an innocent smile on her lips, and jumped to the side of the pool.
He raised his right foot and stepped heavily on the ground. The bluestone slabs on the ground, like paper shells blown up by the wind, spread out in all directions~IndoMTL.com~He has been walking in the old house for so long, It was exploring the formation, and finally determined that this is the formation.
The bluestone slab opened, revealing a deep channel with no light. The water of the fountain dripped down along the seam of the slab, making a ticking sound, and the sound of the countdown of the bomb in the luggage, cleverly blended in Together.
He carried his luggage and went to the end of the aisle, his clothes fluttering in the wind, like a fairy, and it didn't take long for him to reach the depths of the mountain.
This is a very large cave. The air is filled with the smell of cold. On the stone walls, you can see a few feet of snow and frost, which is somewhat similar to the Shangde Peak in the green mountains.
In fact, this place is just an ice storehouse. There are many plastic bags hanging above the rock wall. It looks like a bat hanging upside down, exuding a strange and terrifying smell.
On the outer skin of the transparent plastic bag, you can faintly see that the things inside are human-shaped, with a light flesh color.
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