Then Sheriff Hua Bao clapped his hands: "Very good, very well said."
"Okay, this hen, start laying eggs, don't let me do it."
The hen was so frightened that she immediately laid the egg.
The leopard took out the egg and cracked it open.
Everyone saw that there was a curled micro film inside the egg.
This is the confidential document.
"Here's the proof, Rabbit, what else do you have to say?"
The rabbit had nothing to say.
If it had framed the hen from the beginning, it would still have been able to fool around.
But at first it was trying to get through it, and then take the files away afterwards.
That's why I didn't say it.
When the truth comes to light, its confession itself becomes evidence, and together with the evidence of the egg, it is enough to prove that it was the one who stole it.
Otherwise, it was not the one who stole the eggs. It should have seen the hen hiding the eggs and exposed it from the beginning instead of waiting until the end.
When Huabao saw this, he said to several people: "Awesome, your reasoning skills are very powerful. Now that you have cracked this file, go back."
Then Sun Wukong, Tang Monk, Zhu Bajie, and White Dragon Horse disappeared immediately.
Then Braun and He Shan also disappeared.
But Wen Rensheng noticed that Sun Wukong seemed to be missing some monkey hair.
Signs of baldness…
Wen Rensheng understood the purpose of the Ursa Major constellation, which was to use this attack to constantly pester Sun Wukong and eat the things around him.
Zhu Bajie and Tang Seng are both missing an organ this time.
The more times they enter this world, the fewer concepts they will have.
In the end, they will get entangled in this situation and be swallowed up.
After returning, Tang Seng and Zhu Bajie quickly looked at themselves.
I discovered that Master Zhu Bajie’s ears and Master Tang Seng’s nose were back.
This made the two of them very happy. How should they obtain the true scriptures if they have no facial features?
You can't even enter the Buddha's door.
Just like in ancient imperial examinations, people with disabilities cannot be admitted.
There may be some exceptions, but most of them cannot be disabled.
"It's okay, okay." Zhu Bajie touched his ears and said happily.
Tang Seng expressed his gratitude to the two of them: "Well, I would like to thank the two donors this time."
Braun quickly said: "Ah, no, no, master, you are too polite."
He Shan also quickly said: "This is what we should do."
Braun looked at his companion with strange eyes: You obviously didn't do anything.
"Fortunately, I brought you two with me. It seems that we will never be able to talk in that kind of place in the future. If we didn't bring you two, we might have died there." Tang Monk sighed.
"Yeah." Zhu Bajie also sighed.
"Hmph, there is no place where I can kill my old grandson. It would be really sad if he died in that kind of place." Sun Wukong said in a complicated tone.
Then the group continued on their way.
Then we collected Sha Seng step by step on the way.
Sha Seng obviously also remembers the previous reincarnation.
He was taciturn, coping with the beatings, then picked up the burden and left.
Along the way, we came to the place where three white-bone spirits were beaten.
Madam Bones appears.
First, an ordinary village woman appeared and wanted to give alms to the monks: maggots, toads, centipedes, fleas...
They are all high-protein and highly nutritious.
It's a pity that Tang Monk can't eat fishy food.
So I refused outright.
Of course, they used all kinds of confusing reasons to shirk it, such as "female donor, my parents are not traveling far away, so they must have a good way to travel."
Another example is "This food is for your parents to eat, and the poor monks cannot touch it."
Anyway, Tang Monk doesn’t eat it.
Sun Wukong went up and settled the account with a stick, and then looked at Tang Monk.
Tang Seng also looked at him.
"What are you looking at each other for? Get the monkey away quickly," Zhu Bajie urged, "This script needs to go on."
"It's boring to be like this every time." Sun Wukong suddenly said.
Tang Monk turned a deaf ear and began to recite the tightening curse.
"Don't think too hard, just deal with it for a while." Sun Wukong said.
The two of them looked at each other.
Yes, no matter how interesting you do it a hundred times, it will become boring.
Mainly because I'm tired.
Even someone as powerful as Sun Wukong has no choice. Journey to the West has to be carried out as it should, and the script has been fixed.
Then a voice appeared.
"Are you bored too? Don't you want to escape from this reincarnation?"
"Don't you want to control your own destiny?"
Sun Wukong was silent.
Zhu Bajie shook his head and said, "I don't want to jump out, so what's the point of jumping out?"
"Could it be any better elsewhere?"
"At least here, it's a kind of immortality in disguise."
"Yes, the world also has a lifespan. One dollar is one reincarnation. One dollar only lasts 129,600 years. But we can live every reincarnation, and we have already earned it." Sun Wukong said calmly.
At this time, it doesn't look like a monkey at all, and is clearly a Taoist.
He is a Taoist Wukong who has eliminated all distractions.
At this time, the fiery red three-legged giant bird appeared again.
"Humph, you bunch of lying fools, don't you want to master this world? You spend every day on the journey to the West, sleeping in the open air, not being able to eat well even if you want, having fun even if you want, and seeing beautiful women.
The goblin can only be beaten to death..."
Tang Monk suddenly said: "Wukong, kill it! Kill this monster!"
Sun Wukong was surprised for a while.
Tang Seng is a very kind-hearted person, and he would not yell to fight or kill ordinary monsters.
Of course, he killed the monster, and Tang Monk wouldn't say anything else.
At this moment, the three-legged giant bird began to fill his brain with magical sounds:
"Everyone in the world will die, so what's the point of this world?"
"Life and death, traveling west again and again, are meaningless."
"Break the reincarnation, break the reincarnation, break the reincarnation..."
Its voice haunted everyone.
"Go away! You monster bird!" Sun Wukong was also angry and hit him with another stick.
This force took 12 points of strength.
However, this time the three-legged bird barely hid.
Sun Wukong hit him directly with a stick.
The force was as strong as a sky-shattering blow.
Then Wen Rensheng knew it was broken.
At this time, Sun Wukong was angered by the will of the planet. The three-legged giant bird had now connected it with Journey to the West.
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Then, the entire world of Journey to the West was shattered...
Debris flying...
Every character, every scene, every river and mountain, has turned into a speck of stars in the void.
Wen Rensheng understood.
When Sun Wukong fights in Journey to the West, he is actually fighting himself.
By pulling Sun Wukong twice, the three-legged giant bird has figured out the relationship between Journey to the West and Sun Wukong.
Then I came up with this trick.
Sure enough.
If I hadn't been watching from behind, I would have been fooled by it.
No wonder Sun Wukong was fooled.
This is because Sun Wukong himself revealed his fatal weakness in his soul:
That is, it has become bored with this world of reincarnation.
And when Sun Wukong himself, the pillar of the Journey to the West world, feels bored, if this stick goes down, the whole world will collapse.
Wen Rensheng understood.
Characters are the core and foundation of the world.
When the characters lose their minds, the world will collapse.
Talent is the foundation of the world.
There is no world without observers.
If a world does not have any observers, then it does not exist.
That's it.
Since no one knows about it, it doesn't exist, period.
Wen Rensheng completely woke up.
Of course, it is impossible for him to let the world of Journey to the West drift into nothingness.
At the same time, a real hint appeared in the mysterious seed.
This time it wasn't Xiao Huan who was causing trouble.
"You have glimpsed the essence of the world of Journey to the West, and the level of mystery has increased from 100,000 to 110,000."
Good guy, it increased by 10,000 in one go.
Really good.
100,000 increased to 110,000.
It seems that there is still room for improvement in the future.
But Journey to the West is finally over.
Wen Rensheng reached out his hand, fished out all the fragments and figures in the void again, and then kneaded them together again.
Let it return to its original state.
So the whole world went back again.
But when Sun Wukong came back, his memories of reincarnation seemed to have disappeared.
"Master, I beat a real monster."
"No, you monkey head is used to committing crimes and killing good people indiscriminately. Bajie is right, you used a blind trick to deceive me, and I must teach you a lesson." Tang Monk scolded you severely.
Familiar plot...
Wen Rensheng shook his head.
"Let's go, it's another reincarnation, there is no true scripture."
"The only constant is change itself."
"Everything will eventually dissipate, everything is reincarnation."
Xiao Huan yelled: "I haven't had enough fun yet."
"You go and play in their world."
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Dongzhou World.
Wen Rensheng's small world of villa.
He returned home again.
This time I gained a lot.
It seemed like nothing happened, but in fact, he had understood how to obtain the secret of the essence of the world.
By breaking it down and then standing it up, you can get a glimpse of the essential mystery.
Just like a country or a civilization, its true character can only be seen when it is in ruins.
Is it a short-lived flash in the pan, or is it a battle of repeated defeats?
Does it only live for a few generations, or can it be passed down indefinitely?
Between breaking and standing, it is like the ebb and flow of a big wave.
Just as he was thinking about it, he received a call from Lao Liu: "Many people want to come back. What should I do?"
"Then let them come back. Anyway, the enemies in this universe are nothing to worry about anymore," Wen Rensheng said.
"Oh well."
People who then went to other worlds returned to the Eastern World again.
Escape, return, rebuild.
Infinite loop.
The plot is the same as Journey to the West.
The real change is probably that the accumulation will be more with each rebuild.
"Oh, what should we do next?" Xiao Huan hung upside down from the ceiling, dangling back and forth.
The 800-square-meter living room can no longer accommodate her.
Wen Rensheng shook his head and said: "Everything must have a beginning and an end. We went to two of the four famous worlds, the Red Mansion and Journey to the West, and then we will go to the remaining two."
"What are the remaining two?" Xiao Huan revealed that he was a bad student as soon as he opened his mouth.
"The Four Great Classics: Water Margin, Romance of the Three Kingdoms, Journey to the West, and Dream of Red Mansions."
"The remaining two are both historical worlds." Xiao Huan suddenly said.
"Let's start voting on which one to go to." Wen Rensheng did not decide on his own.
"I will definitely go to the Three Kingdoms." Xiao Huan insisted.
"Why?" everyone asked in confusion.
"Because I know the Three Kingdoms very well." Xiao Huan said proudly.
"How do you know this?"
"I've played Romance of the Three Kingdoms from Romance of the Three Kingdoms all the way to Romance of the Three Kingdoms 12. Do you know enough about it?" Xiao Huan said proudly.
"Well, this is how you understand. Not bad, not bad." Wen Rensheng said helplessly.
"Okay then, I'll listen to you, let's go to the Three Kingdoms."
"Go to the Three Kingdoms, go to the Three Kingdoms, I want to be the emperor!"
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Stars move, time and space change.
In the blink of an eye, things change and people change.
When Wen Rensheng woke up, he found that he was just a young farmer.
Well, this time his identity is just like this, there is no special arrangement.
This was the result of a random selection after he entered the world, and he was naturally a farmer.
After all, the number of farmers accounts for more than 90% in this world at this time.
It is said that during the Three Kingdoms period, the population dropped from a peak of more than 50 million to several million. Some people say that the aristocratic family hid the population.
But no matter what, it is definitely missing more than half.
This can be seen from various book records and the most important grain output.
The total amount of grain in ancient times was closely related to population.
A large population, a large labor force, and sufficient wasteland development will result in a high total grain output.
Of course, on average, it is a tragedy.
Then he looked around and saw a field beneath his feet.
The wheat seedlings in the fields are dying.
Looking further away, there is no water in the ditch, and the soil has long been hardened.
Severe drought.
The natural enemy of farmers.
Much scarier than the flood.
When the flood comes, although there will be various diseases, it is still possible to catch fish and grow some crops such as sorghum.
As for the severe drought, it is difficult to even drink water, and it is normal for people to die of thirst, let alone growing any food.
Are disasters always frequent in the last years of a dynasty?
This is not the case. There were many disasters in the early and mid-term.
It's just that due to land annexation, people basically have no food reserves.
So a small disaster can turn into a big disaster.
I used to be able to resist it, but now I can't.
Originally, the imperial court had savings and could provide disaster relief, but now it can no longer.
Therefore, disasters appear to be particularly numerous, particularly large, and particularly severe.
As reflected in the county annals, disasters were frequent.
Wen Rensheng sighed.
"It's over, it's another year of drought. Old Liu, please run away." At this time, a voice from the side came.
He turned around and saw two old farmers in their forties.
The average life expectancy in the Three Kingdoms is only in the early 30s, and someone in their forties is definitely old.
Of course, if you come from a noble family, you are still young in your forties, with good genes and good living habits, and you can still reach the age of 92.
"Where to escape?"
"I heard that there is Taiping Road in the next county, which can provide a bowl of rice."
"Go together, go together."
The two old farmers abandoned their land and decided to go home, pack their things and leave.
Wen Rensheng knew that they were all old bachelors.
In ancient times, there were many bachelors who could not find a wife, at least one-third of them.
It's not like modern times, when 30 million men can't marry women, it becomes a big problem, as if the sky is falling.
What did this mean in ancient times?
In ancient times, only small landowners and above were eligible to reproduce. It was normal for poor people to die out in two or three generations.
The families that can reproduce to future generations, counting down to dozens of generations, all belong to official families.
