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Chapter 250 The truth of the moon

There are always many old places in the way station of life. They are childhood playmates. It can be a bridge, a bend in the river, or a field, which falls deep in the memory. It is the setting sun, a breeze in July, and smoke from the kitchen stove.

In the twilight, the meaning is still lingering.

This old place is full of childlike carefreeness and pursuit. Even the lenses of the old scholar are filled with warmth, reflecting the scent of rapeseed flowers. Under the warm sunshine in April, on a windless afternoon, the whole world is filled with only bees.

Play and the yawns of fish are spread in every footprint of my hometown. Those growth only occurred in the holiday homework a few days before the start of school, accompanied by the falling snow outside the house and the dismantling of firecrackers, with sparse sounds and shadows.

The joy of playing marbles reflected the excitement on the red cheeks reflected by the fireball.

The old place of childhood, like the light autumn in the south of the Yangtze River, has fallen into one leaf, like a bookmark of time, staying on that page forever, cutting off the innocence of the early 1980s. In the future impetuosity, gently open it and smell it.

The smile deep in my memory, the croaking of frogs, the chirping of insects, and the sound of blooming flowers under the starry sky gradually became clear in my sleep.

Youth is like a dream, blooming quietly on the branches of white magnolia, covering up the silent shadow of the school. The heavy schoolbag seals the ignorance of childhood. The four seasons of summer, autumn and winter, the spring of life has not yet sprouted, but in the hot June, it disappeared in the college entrance examination.

The nib of the pen, the hazy first love, is a rose with thorns, and the heart is bright and red. It has never been held hands, like the front and rear wheels of a bicycle. The heart is held, but it is always unable to get close.

The beauty of youth is vented on small notes and spread on the fruits accidentally found in the desk. Those old places are the four seasons that every inch has breathed together, surging on the campus.

Are the past events like a song? Is the melody a true memory, or perhaps it is just the mood of the chanter? As the saying goes, one scene is one mood, the flow of life is neither calm nor rapid, it always drifts away inadvertently, like a wandering journey, each time

Stopping is just a way station.

The purpose of life is only death, like the old place of memory, which is only for mourning. Even in the wheel of history, it has turned into dust. I have never seen the clear river, the free duckweed, the melon-scented rain, and the mud.

The happiness, the chorus of green bamboos, and the breath of rural life, what I captured are the faint Jiangnan tears in my dream.

Put away your thoughts and keep moving forward. One day, you will return to those old places. Even though they have turned into ashes, they have already been accompanied by the soil. Along with the fragrance of flowers in the rainy season, they linger in the trees, dripping with lifelong thoughts.



Hey~

In the void, there was a sigh.

The Temple of the Moon stands quietly and alone on the top of the mountain.

This is a barren mountain, standing abruptly in the wilderness. There is no wind, no rain, no sunshine and no aura. It is a lonely planet.

However, the planet that ordinary people see is by no means this real planet.

Its reality is not on the surface, but on the inside. The surface is just a disguise. Even this Moon Temple is just a primitive disguise.

Entering the Moon Temple, on the high platform is a large couch. On the couch is a graceful figure, holding her chin with one hand. On the couch in front of her, there is a pot and a cup. There is a hint of drunkenness in the woman's eyes.

blurred.

"Hey... boring!"

He picked up the wine glass, looked at it, and then drank it down in one gulp, exhaling the breath of wine, and kept sighing.

On this deserted planet, a beautiful woman is reclining and drinking alone. The scene is really weird.

He stood up, took a light step, and with flowers under his feet, he lifted her up and walked slowly out of the hall.

On the top of a high mountain, she looked up at the blue planet among the stars. Her heart longed for it, but her body could not move.

"Eat, sleep, eat, let me wait here alone, no one will take over for countless thousands of years! What is there to monitor on a broken planet? What tricks can these human beings do!"

The woman kept talking to herself.

"However, that kid is quite fun, and that soul..."

The woman seemed to be thinking of someone, with a thoughtful look in her eyes.

"Hey... why are you thinking so much... It would be great if something happens again somewhere, I can also take the opportunity to go and have a look."

Lest the world be in chaos, the woman kept praying in her heart.

Suddenly, her phoenix eyes opened wide and she looked at the starry sky for a long time without blinking.

"What's this?"

With doubts and uneasiness, she turned around and entered the main hall. When she pointed, a ray of light hit the bed.

With a click, the bed moved to the side, revealing a dark hole. The woman did not stop and entered the hole in a flash. The bed moved again, covering the black hole, as if nothing had happened. The planet was desolate and silent.

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I don’t know how deep down the Moon Temple is, it’s bright here, with passages, bedrooms, operating rooms, etc., and there is a super large battleship hidden inside this planet!

A round interstellar battleship the size of a planet!

In the command room, the woman was sitting in the captain's seat, and there were "people" sitting in other positions controlling something.

And when these "people" look at their eyes, they can see that they are all empty. They are all puppets, and puppets without intelligence are called robots in the context of modern people.

The woman looked at the robot and became even more inexplicably angry. It was a bunch of dead creatures and I didn’t even have anyone to talk to!

The loneliness is unbearable!

Through the huge screen, she looked at everything happening in front of her, but there were other things on her mind.

But I saw that in the entire thousands of square meters of the command room, most of the circle was filled with giant screens that spanned 100 meters, and different contents were displayed on each giant screen.

"Switch to Jia Mao!"

Following the woman's command, the puppet's fingers moved briskly, and the entire half circle of the giant screen displayed a single scene.

It was as if the sky had split into countless fragments of different sizes and shapes. These fragments were squeezing each other, barely keeping the sky from collapsing.

The camera zoomed in closer, and gradually, a picture was clearly displayed.

But on the screen, a huge mushroom cloud rose into the sky!

On the ground, a huge red wave is sweeping in all directions. Wherever it passes, cities, villages, rivers, and mountains have all disappeared, leaving only ruins all over the ground like volcanic eruptions!

"Asshole! They actually did this! Are they trying to destroy the earth?"

The woman was furious, her eyebrows stood up, and she slapped her hand on the armrest of the chair. She didn't know what the armrest was made of, but it was unscathed.

"Huben Squadron, Danyang Squadron, dispatch immediately to find out the cause, no matter who it is, destroy it!"

The woman's order sounded, and behind her, two figures standing straight stepped forward and patted their chests with one hand:

"Yes! Lord Moon God!"

Turning around and leaving, the female Moon Goddess, the cold light in her eyes had not faded, she continued to give instructions:

"Habayashi Squadron, Euphorbia Squadron, monitor the movement of the earth nearby, but if there is any abnormal movement, kill!"

"Yes, Lord Moon God!"

Two more figures left.

"Ruiwu Squadron and Valiant Cavalry Squadron are fully prepared for combat and are ready for reinforcements at any time!"

"Yes! Lord Moon God!"

Two more figures left.

These figures have heavy steps, lively eyes, and slightly stiff joints. They are obviously puppets, extremely advanced puppets.

Soon, groups of battleships swarmed out and flew towards the earth. However, these battleships were very strange. They were all invisible and no one could detect their existence! After giving the instructions, the woman closed her eyes and rubbed her eyebrows.

She no longer thinks about those nonsense. For her, the human beings on the earth are just small troubles and cannot make any big waves. As long as it does not involve the crisis of the earth's survival, she will not take action.

And even if there is an existential crisis for the earth due to humans or all things, with these robot armies here, everything will be under control.

The interstellar battleships in the moon are stationed in ten squadrons, each with one hundred thousand robots!

What is frightening is that even the lowest-level robots have the cultivation level of the Golden Body Realm. Their Centurions have the cultivation level of the Yellow Body Realm, and the Centurions have the cultivation level of the Demigod!

As for the squadron leaders, they are all god-level!

These ten squadron leaders with god-level cultivation alone are enough to sweep across the earth!

What's more, there is himself, the main god, sitting on the moon.

Such a terrifying power is placed in the solar system, let alone the earth, even if the Tianji Star is here, no one dares to act arrogantly!

"I don't know what happened to that kid... Anyway, I have nothing to do..."

Moon Goddess's beautiful eyes were wandering, a little moved, a little hesitant, and a little angry.

As a special being, she was strictly prohibited from entering the earth unless a life-or-death event occurred on the earth. Therefore, for countless thousands of years, she could only stay alone on the moon and in a battleship.

The only time I secretly entered the earth, I met a funny man. I thought I could secretly accompany him for the rest of my life. Unfortunately, I was punished by God in the end and flew to the moon again. However, I left many legends in the world.

And this time, this kid can move the moon, and meeting him is also a chance. What's more, isn't the earth's current life and death at stake?

In this case, why don't I go and solve these troubles myself?

The more Moon God thought about it, the more excited she became, and her heart blossomed with joy.

"Wu Gang!"

"Owner!"

A figure flashed and came to her, saluting respectfully and waiting for instructions.

This figure is almost human-like, nearly two meters tall, with a flash of light in its eyes. The same joints are slightly stiff, and it is also a puppet.

"Now that the earth is facing life and death, I need to personally go and deal with it. During this period, the battleship is temporarily under your control. If there is any situation, please contact me at any time. You are not allowed to make decisions without authorization!"

"Yes, Master!"

Wu Gang's face was stiff and unsmiling. Luna nodded with satisfaction, and disappeared in a flash.

Wu Gang took heavy steps, sat on the command chair, and issued the first order:

"Wu Gang, the divine general under the Moon Goddess, has been ordered to take charge of the interstellar battleship. All the spirits in the ship obey my orders!"

No one answered his words, but he seemed to be used to it, and he didn't expect anyone to answer. Instead, he continued to give instructions:

"The battleship has entered a state of combat readiness, and all squadrons are ready!"

Then, Wu Gang leaned back, put his hands on the armrests, and stared at the giant screen without blinking.



Outside Chang'an City, where no one is paying attention, a figure floats quietly in the void. Her slender figure and snow-white waist robe accentuate her curves and beauty. She is the goddess of the moon.

She looked around with her eyes intelligently, and then at her clothes. She felt that her clothes were a little out of place. She turned around and saw that the clothes on her body had quietly changed. She wore a short T-shirt with a navel on her upper body and a pair of close-fitting denim shorts.

Wearing a pair of white canvas shoes, her long hair is loose and tied lazily with a pair of sunglasses.

A perfect image of a young and fashionable female college student.

After looking at her outfit, she smiled with satisfaction, twisted her waist, and disappeared into the void.


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