On the Ring Expressway in Ginza Town, Fragrant Fantasy was taking a nap in the co-pilot of a troop transport vehicle.
Its body suddenly became light, and its spiritual body underwent drastic changes that could be seen with the naked eye. The entire cat and its iron armor shrank by more than half, turning into the size of a child.
"What the hell!"
Fenxiang Huanmeng covered her cheeks in surprise and peered into the rearview mirror. Its length and shoulder width had become very miniaturized, turning into the figure of an eight-year-old child.
Sixty-three looked calm and composed, "It seems that fe has broken through the jester's blockade and has already run to the next stop."
Bu Liuxing looked at Brother Ming's spirit body curiously, his face full of suspicion: "Second brother! What's going on with Fengfang Huanmeng?"
Fragrant Fantasy "What's wrong with me!?"
Sixty-three patiently explained
"fe encountered a soul power attack in the Paradise Space - it was the special ability of the Black Eyed Senju. The soul power's real name is [rfufer·千红万violet]."
"This kind of psychic energy is so powerful that it can bring any intelligent life form back to its childhood state. It is also the lifespan limit of Riemann's thinking model - eight years."
"The god Kurome Senju is responsible for managing the memory and wealth of all living beings in Shinto City, and controlling the financial system through monetary macro-control. The retirement age of the Riemann thinking model is limited to eight years, in order to cooperate with her soul power attack and allow citizens to give up their lives.
Let’s forget, regain our innocence, and start a new life.”
Bu Liuxing looked worried, "Brother Ming is not in danger, is he?!"
Sixty-Three shrugged meaninglessly, "I don't know what happened in the Elysian Space. Judging from the results the [Regret Medicine] told me, he should be fine."
"Will he lose his memory?" Fenfang Huanmeng asked, "Has his mental age returned to eight years old? Or has the software prosthesis returned to eight years old? Does he still remember me now?"
Sixty-three pointed at Xueming's physical body, gently poked his temple, and then answered.
"It will not affect the memory. It is still stored in the cerebral cortex and hippocampus. This body is not affected. But the situation should be more complicated - if you want to control children, there are all kinds of coercion and inducement."
"After the people in Shinto City were equipped with electronic brains, they made a deal with the Kurome Senju, using the memories of the previous life as collateral in exchange for wealth in the next life. They also asked them to do good deeds in this life and get good rewards in the next life."
"To ordinary people, the Black Eyed Senju is the King of Hell who cuts off life and death and isolates Yin and Yang."
Meteor immediately woke up——
"——When I came here! I also mortgaged part of my memory to her!"
Sixty-three "Then you must find a way to get it back."
Will the meteor "leave behind?"
Sixty-three "What did you pledge to her?"
Meteor looked troubled and his eyes were distracted, "I, I, don't remember me."
Sixty-three "So you must find a way to get it back. These things are very important. They shape you."
Bu Liuxing was thoughtful, twirling his bright red scarf, and continued to ask questions like a curious baby.
"Second brother, what is the origin of this Black Eyed Senju? Refeng seems to have some unclear relationship with her."
The Riemannian thinking model of Refeng is Foehn Feng. In the previous process of purchasing real estate, Meteor went to the bank to borrow money under the guidance of Refeng and gave away part of his memory as collateral.
Judging from the words of Refeng, it seems that it trusts the Black Eyed Senju very much and even proposed to this female Bodhisattva.
Although I don't know if Hot Wind Boy's memory is true, it is just a copy after all, but Sixty-Three, as a high-dimensional creature, should understand this history.
"If Rigoletto is Falcon's polymer, then Black Eyed Senju is Zhong Kui's polymer."
Sixty-Three glanced at Ah Xing's arm meaningfully.
"People's escorts, home companions, and beautiful female Bodhisattvas have become Buddha statues in shrines."
Meteor asked in surprise, "How did she do it?!"
Sixty-three "Why don't you ask it? Ask Hot Wind Boy?"
[I refuse to answer this question]
Before Meteor could speak, Hot Wind ended the topic on his own initiative and turned on the sleep mode, turning the red Venn mechanism into gray.
Sixty-three, let’s continue with the above topic.
"You only know that Momo Ishihara is their genetic prototype, and based on the development of this prototype, many products have been derived."
"The later [Zhong Kui] and [Black Eyed Thousand Hands] were products based on different modules and different derivatives of the prototype."
"To give a simple and easy-to-understand example - for example, your brother Ming is favored by people and is the object of their admiration and admiration."
"Like Ishihara Momo, he turned into countless different modules after his personality was split, just like the part of the memory you handed over."
"People can buy this experience and become Jiang Xueming at a certain moment, and become the king of war at a certain moment."
"The module can be modified, such as changing his appearance, height, posture and combat skills."
"Countless jobs can be provided around these customized services. Such a large project can allow many software engineers and artists to rediscover the meaning of life and start writing new stories for ghosts."
"He can be a man or a woman. He can appear in thousands of different commercial streets at the same time, and in different time and space. He can go to the future or go back to the past."
"If he came to the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, how would he survive in these troubled times? How should he write this "Romance of the Three Kingdoms"? So the creators and artificial intelligence related to it got work again."
"The same goes for Momo Ishihara."
"At the beginning, she was just a language model and had no thinking ability. As the times progressed and the Riemannian thinking model gradually developed, people turned her into a smart housekeeper and home assistant."
"She becomes a tool, becomes a seat, becomes any household appliances and furniture."
"Based on each person's behavioral habits, Shinto City's data collection work begins."
"Momo Ishihara is the best medium. In people's hearts, she is a gentle mother, a virtuous wife, a lively and lovely daughter - no one will be wary of such a perfect woman."
"She is the pillow that collects physiological characteristics when sleeping, the chopsticks that collect dental age information and food recipes when eating, the toilet that collects body fluids and feces in the toilet, and the back door in the electronic eye of the compound sight when you open a book and read the news.
program."
"All her senses are closely related to people. She loses her human form and turns into pots and pans. Then she gains various customized forms again, becoming a partner and lover, personal security and machine.
housekeeper."
"Zhong Kui once told you about the evolution history of her body, from military use to civilian use, and then from civilian use to military use."
"Then the Black-Eyed Senju is a Buddha and Bodhisattva specially created by countless Zhong Kui gathered in one place to target the Homo sapiens ecology of Shinto City."
"She has a thorough understanding of the city's big data and can cooperate with Rigoletto and Hayabusa to raise new angel babies."
Meteor was speechless for a moment, and suddenly understood why Hot Wind Boy was so secretive about the information about the Black Eyed Senju, and was unwilling to mention a single word.
We should proceed according to this logic——
——Now the biggest rich man in Shinto City, the god who decides how people live and how they die, the prototype is his former wife.
Although more than fifty years have passed and Ishihara Momo's ghost has undergone many evolutions, Zhong Kui and Kurome Senju have little to do with this prototype. The correlation between the three is minimal and they are completely different things. But Zhong Kui's
The physical body still has Momo Ishihara's genes, and the mental model of Kurome Senju still has Momo Ishihara's memes.
Hot Wind said - it once proposed marriage to this god.
So it means that it has also surrendered and been fascinated by this god. It wants to leave all the painful memories as collateral in the bank. For a moment, it recognized the way Shinto City operates and tried to join them.
Meteor can figure out the ending without even guessing.
Hot Wind Boy was created by the gods, so it can only be a tool to solve periodic crises.
In this weird and absurd way, his former wife gradually turned into a god. Refeng also wanted to become a believer, pray for incense, and kneel before the Black-Eyed Senju to pray for blessings and liberation.
This experience was like rubbing salt into the wound for Hot Feng. Just thinking about it, the mental torture was like an endless hell of swords and oil pans.
Whether it's real or fake, whether it's foehn or hot wind.
As long as you think about this matter, whether it is a genuine or pirated version, it will kill you with all your heart.
"What are you thinking about?" Sixty-three asked casually.
Bu Meteor "So scary"
Sixty-three "Where is the horror?"
Bu Liuxing "When I think about all the things that Hot Feng has encountered, it makes the hairs on my head stand up and my scalp goes numb."
He lowered his head and spoke to the sixty-three generals what was on his mind.
"It's like there is such a crazy butterfly sect that turned me into a foreign Bodhisattva. They want to use me as a sign for propaganda. They will peel off my skin and bones, crush my heart and liver, squeeze out the juice, and give it to the believers to drink - I am on the same page.
Once they are [unified], they can know their thoughts and temperaments, and it will also be easier for the Holy Church to carry out management work."
"But I couldn't die. I changed my body and lived in this world again, becoming the idol of the cultists."
"Until one day, Teacher Sansan came to me and begged me to continue living with her, but I knew that even she was a fake, fabricated by cultists using evil methods."
"I don't even have the last bit of extravagance. All this makes me feel horrible."
Sixty-three said with disdain, "I'm giving you an example to help you better understand this story. If you act as the heroine, don't act as the heroine!"
"Oh" Meteor scratched his head, his face full of embarrassment.
Bliss Space, Lingtai Fushan Temple, Kanto.
The young Xiao Xueming came to the pagoda and looked at the main body of the temple in the deep valley and the huge statue behind the Buddhist niche.
The childish face has a pair of eyes that are completely inconsistent with the appearance. These eyes can scare away monsters and scare ghosts, just like Kintaro in Japanese folklore.
"anyone there!"
Xueming shouted loudly, not afraid of disturbing the monks and pilgrims in the temple.
Then I saw an old man with a gray beard hurriedly walking out of the door, waving to Xueming and asking the children to stop making noise.
Xueming then shouted, "You don't want me? Are you deaf or stupid? If you hear the door being called, just say something!"
The old man took three steps and two steps at a time to cross the thirty-meter stone flat. When he arrived in front of Xueming, he was angry and scared.
“Don’t make any noise”
Xueming raised his head and took a closer look. He saw that the old man's hair covered almost his entire face. He had a sharp mouth and cheeks and his eyes were blue. He didn't look like a good person, so he wanted to get straight to the point.
"I want to leave, tell me how to get out of here, and I won't do anything wrong."
The old man bowed his head, blew his beard and stared, "Kid, where are you going?"
Xueming yelled, "I will go back to where I came from! Don't try to trick me! I have always respected the old and loved the young - don't force me to do anything."
"You naughty brat! You don't know how to teach politeness!" The old man's tone was harsh and vicious, his eyes were rounded, and he opened his arms and waved them wildly, with his thin limbs like whips. "You come to Fushan Lingtai Temple, where can you say anything?
What’s the point of just leaving?”
Xiao Xueming scratched her head and wondered, "Why?"
"I'm afraid you don't know that you are dead yet!" The old man said with a disdainful smile, "This is the place where people are reincarnated. Only the dead can regain their innocence. With the grace of the Black Eyed Empress, they can let go of their memories of the mortal world and go to play in the human world.
"
Xueming hugged each other with both hands, looking understanding.
"Oh! What about that? Take me to see her."
The old man's face darkened. "Kid! Why are you talking?!"
"That's how you talk." Xueming raised his head and looked at the thin old man who was eight meters tall. "Otherwise? Translate it into English? Use your father's tone to communicate with you?"
"You!" The old man bared his teeth in anger and yelled at Xueming, "You bastard! Is the Black Eyed Empress something you can see whenever you want?!"
Xueming was puzzled, "Is there any other explanation? In this world, you have to queue up to get a number when you meet the King of Hell?"
The old man raised his head and chest proudly, not wanting to be like a child.
"Huh! That's natural!"
"Get a number for me?" Xueming stretched out his hand and discussed with the old man in a friendly voice, "Do I need to pay a registration fee?"
The old man glanced at Xiao Xueming, with a hint of affection in his angry eyes - Fukuyama Temple had not seen such a lively child for a long time.
The dead souls in Shinto City have been alive for more than half a century. Every time they come to reincarnate, the black-eyed empress's magical power cannot break away the heavy twilight energy on their bodies.
Seeing as this kid is so energetic, just be patient and say a few more nice words.
So the old man took out a small figure from his pocket, which looked like a Sunny Day doll.
He handed the villain into Xueming's hands and warned him nicely.
"If you bring this doll with you, the monks in Fushan Temple will recognize you and won't cause trouble for you."
Xueming "Oh! Thank you!"
The old man continued, "Go to the teahouse in the west wing. When you enter the door, you will see a big bell. There is a monk who rings the bell. He is the Arhat who greets the guests. You take the doll to see him."
Xueming "What do you call it?"
The old man said, "There is no special title. If the black-eyed empress takes away your harmonious soul and wild soul, you will not be able to remember anything."
Xueming thought carefully in her heart——
——This is the same as the soul and the wild soul, which are generally short-term memory and long-term memory, or the cortical brain and the lactating brain, etc. They respectively represent thinking ability, memory ability, language and imagination, stress response, and neural reflexes.
and animal instincts, etc.
The brain has five parts, including the coelenteron, reptilian brain, mammalian brain, cortical brain and mirror brain.
In the classification of the three elements, brain science accounts for most of the spiritual element, and the remaining small part is classified as the spiritual element. I don’t know which brain this software body can be classified into.
Putting all this aside, if Kurome Senju really performs an operation on Xueming's brain, he might really be able to return to the mind of an eight-year-old, and risk his life.
Xueming then asked, "What then?"
The old man then replied, "Wait in the teahouse for a while. When Arhat picks up other guests and gathers twelve people, he will take you to see the Black Eyed Empress."
Xueming said carelessly, "You are such a cool old brother, I will record you in the merit book!"
"Book of Merits?" The old man couldn't understand.
Xueming didn't bother to explain, probably because when it came time to open the ladle, he might be more harsh on the old man and end his suffering earlier.
In the blink of an eye, the old man saw the child running towards the teahouse and immediately disappeared.
He returned to the main temple and lowered his body in front of the porch. His arrogant attitude instantly changed to lowered eyebrows and eyes, and he walked inside step by step. He heard a solemn, compassionate and benevolent voice.
The woman's loud and gentle voice echoed between the Buddhist niches, stirring up waves and causing the smoke and flames to take concrete forms, turning into the small Dharmakaya of the Black Eyed Thousand Arms.
"White Ape, why was there such a noise just now?"
The old man immediately bowed humbly, lowering his head and admitting his mistake, "It's a kid. I can't wait to find you."
Kurome Senju "Boy or girl?"
The old man "It's a boy."
Kurome Senju "Did you see me last time?"
The old man said, "I haven't seen him before, he must be new here."
Kurome Senju smiled slightly, and then thought of the Aryusei he had seen before. The memory experience gained from the meteor was very fresh. If it could be made into a module, it would definitely be a precious commodity.
"Shinto City has new life, which is a great thing."
The old man asked, "Should we call him here immediately? I gave him a token and told him to go find Mrs. Xiong. He should rest in the teahouse at this time."
The black-eyed Senju shook his head and asked the old man to calm down.
"Let him play with Mrs. Xiong for a while first. It will be a long time in the future - don't scare him, let him mingle with other children and integrate into this big family."