The pines and bamboos outside Zhizhi'an are covered with thousands of black shadows shrouding this dilapidated Taoist temple that no one passes by. The stars in the sky seem to have quietly disappeared at this moment, leaving only one majestic star shining in the night sky.
Fu Ningdie stumbled and ran along the mountain road, fear and panic had completely captured her young mind.
"Wen Ding..."
"Sister Yuan..."
The little girl murmured the name that she remembered, her mind was in a mess and she couldn't grasp the clue at all, and she didn't know what she hoped for. She only knew that chanting the familiar name could bring her some sense of security.
But not long after she was intoxicated with the false stability, a sudden surge of fear once again told her not to speak again.
At this moment, in this mountain, there are indescribable things surging among the branches, under the leaves, and under the roots of the trees. It may be the hairy man who ripped out the heart and lungs mentioned by Wen Ding, or it may be the corpse-crouching demon that the master said came out of nowhere at night.
But the footsteps chasing behind her were even more rapid. No matter where Ningdie ran, she could hear the evil sound like maggots attached to her bones. She was faster and slower, hanging slowly behind her like a cat catching a mouse.
Fu Ningdie resisted the urge to shout, but tears burst out of her eyes uncontrollably, throwing them on her cold face.
The master had told her that what was chasing behind her was only her own footsteps, and she must not look back. Otherwise, the terrifying thing would instantly come to her invisible body and stick close to her face.
Ningdie opened her eyes wide, tears blurring her vision. She was afraid of seeing tattooed ghosts and corpses when she turned around. She was even more afraid of her parents in the dream looking at her with blood and tears...
"Master..."
"It will be fine if you find the master..."
"you can……"
Fu Ningdie cheered herself up in her heart.
She still doesn't know why Sister Yuan suddenly ran out of the Taoist temple with them in a panic just now - everything was as usual in the wing where the master was.
But that master who looks unreliable must still be in the wing. As long as we find him, everything will be fine!
A tree root coiled on the rock stood out from the ground like a threshold. Fu Ningdie was deep in confused thoughts, and she didn't see it clearly until she was in front of her.
At this time, it was less than one foot. Ningdie could only jump high, but she found that the place where she landed was full of sharp gravel, and there was no place to put her feet. The consequence of forcibly adjusting her movements was that her body became weightless in the air. She had already
The phantom pain of hitting rocks appeared.
But at that moment, Fu Ningdie suddenly thought of a familiar person. The dexterous figure of a person walking on the eaves appeared in front of his eyes. His body suddenly rose up, and his feet landed lightly on the gravel, like a hovering bird about to touch the eaves.
Gui Yan, after two staggering steps, actually stabilized his body!
When she looked up again, the broken courtyard wall had emerged between the sparse trees, and the book wall with the words "The Sixteenth Cave of Wuyi Mountain" was also clearly visible.
In a mixture of surprises, the details of the Swallow's Steps on the Eaves were finally fully remembered. Fu Ningdie took two tight steps, jumped up to the more than ten stone steps of the mountain gate in three light steps, passed through the broken door that was ajar, and headed towards
After passing the Songgui Ancient Well, he pushed open the door of the wing where Jiang Wen was.
But as she pushed open the door, her world was spinning for a while and she hit the corner. It took her a long time to regain her sight.
Ningdie saw a monster sitting on the bed made of altar tables. It had round eyes with angry eyes, huge teeth like chisels, covered in blue skin, fur and horns. It was gnawing at a pile of flesh and blood. On the bloody mattress, only
The lower skull and a few stray strands of hair…
……………
Jiang Wen was fighting an arduous battle with the nightmare. Therefore, although he was clearly awake, he fell into a deep sleep and could not wake up.
This Taoist temple is weird. It seems that it can turn dreams into a normal state. Once you step inside, it can easily materialize some indescribable things.
With my eyes closed, I couldn't detect the outside world. I was in complete darkness, and my ears were filled with noisy strange sounds.
Fear comes from the unknown, and restricted senses will cause the emotion of fear in the brain to be extremely amplified. Slowly, many secret rumors swirled in his mind.
Long before the Jin Dynasty nobles visited the underworld and fell into the fear that neither Wushi Powder nor alcohol could suppress, a group of people encountered similar things.
The Milesian School, the first philosophical school in ancient Greece, tried to separate the spiritual world from the illusory Greek gods, but found things that it could not rely on, as if unknown natural things had broken free of their shackles and secretly spread their claws.
Thales, the first sage in the school, had a sudden awakening from a papyrus scroll and spent the whole night silently observing the starry sky, always alert to the changes in the orbits and relative positions of the stars.
Later, Anaximander claimed from his murmuring sleep that the "water" Thales mentioned was not the origin of the world. In his dream, he foresaw some kind of chaotic and unlimited being, sleeping in the mud.
The abyss at the bottom of the sea heralds all creation and destruction.
Until Anaximenes, he buried the pottery tablets inscribed with terrifying language in the good school. In order to avoid falling into panic, he tried his best to support his theory with the examples he could see, and protected the stable material world.
Foundation.
Pythagoras, who inherited all this, added his own number theory to the Milesian school, believing that he had analyzed the world through the understanding of numbers.
In his world view, Pythagoras further said that infinity is equivalent to darkness, while finiteness is equivalent to fire and light. He proudly called these finite numbers used for arrangement and counting "boundary stones", which have protected matter.
world stability.
Infinity represents darkness. Pythagoras, like the Milesians, believed that there were many worlds, but from his mathematical point of view, he did not think that there were infinite worlds - at least the number of infinite worlds was
The "knowable" end of rational numbers.
Obviously this concept came from the Milesian school's observations of the sky and stars - but the discovery of "irrational numbers" broke his confidence in "boundary stones".
This also involves an early mathematics scandal. Legend has it that a member of the school was drowned in the sea because he leaked secrets.
The "irrational number" in Pythagoras's eyes represents the unknowability of the world, just like the last digit of an irrational number can never be calculated. It symbolizes the most terrifying type of infinite possibilities and also represents the darkest universe.
The end. These existences beyond the "boundary stone" may seem brief, but they lurk the seeds of the ultimate, tearing his efforts to pieces and pushing the world towards what Thales predicted...
The chaotic consciousness was like quicksand in the abyss, but Jiang Wen felt that there was a bright candlelight in the room, which just woke up his chaotic thinking.
That light was gentle, genial, and warm, just like a ray of rising sun.
He opened his eyes and found Ningdie shivering in the corner, squatting with his head in his hands, unconscious, and there were still wet tears on his clothes.
Jiang Wen was afraid that she would faint from fright, but found that Ningdie's breathing was long and distant, and she actually fell into a deep state of vomiting.
"It turned out to be the sunshine visualized from the "Nine Yangs False Sutra" I taught her?"
"Although this girl is not talented in martial arts, her spiritual awareness and temperament are probably very outstanding, so she can achieve breakthroughs in battle and be on the verge of death..."
Jiang Wen also knew very clearly that fear comes from the unknown.
No matter how serious the nightmare was, Jiang Wen lay there calmly, although his mind still inevitably surged with stereotyped fear due to the chilling and desolate environment around him.
But these fear element memes can no longer harm him at this time.
The spread of memes is difficult to contain, just like the countless worries in the mouth of a monk, and the numerous distracting thoughts in a Taoist priest's mouth, which require years of meditation to suppress. Ningdie's method can only maintain the spiritual platform, but Jiang Wen has more.
Good idea.
The best way to curb the spread of fearful memes is to face them... ahem, to introduce memes that spread even more crazily!
When some inexplicable melodies, images, and dialogues appeared in his mind, the nightmare's restraint on the body became smaller and smaller, vividly explaining what it means to be a little dwarfed by a big witch.
Yes, such things were rare in the eyes of the ancients. But Jiang Wen knew very well that these things called "devil nature", "ghost beasts", "brainwashing" and "spiritual pollution" were hidden in his head.
As many as there are...
***The author has something to say***
Including the Milesian school of thought, I have offended all the sages of ancient and modern times, both at home and abroad_(:3 ∠)_