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Episode 1: Disciples of the Heaven-turning Heaven 1.21 The treasure mirror reflects the ghost, Daze looks for the murderer (Part 1)

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    I live in Chaoshang, with the address of the house named Geng.  The doors and windows were closed, the lone lamp was like a bean, and Bei Gongying, wrapped in a thick blanket, lay motionless on the table.  Only a thin silhouette was left.  It has been a long time since I climbed ashore.  The female catcher didn't cry or make trouble, she didn't cry or laugh, she just kept her head buried at the long table, and it was eerily quiet.  Wu Ming¡¯s worries have not stopped since the female captive came ashore.  Of course he wanted to take advantage, but there was also a sense of humor in it.  It's just that the little thief who was so proud and coquettish had just taken in a beautiful girl and received a fairy mansion, he really went too far.  It happened too suddenly.  The female head catcher was unprepared mentally and physically.  In addition, there are outsiders present, and among them are his subordinates and acquaintances.  The most important thing is that she suddenly realized that she might not be a normal person!  This blow to her was more terrifying than being deprived of her first kiss!  Because her tongue cannot turn or tie knots, and she cannot use the tip of her tongue to scratch an itch after tying a bow!  Why can¡¯t she, who is proficient in witchcraft, poison, medicine and organ skills, do it, but that little thief can!  What¡¯s more, he did it so well! It¡¯s infuriating, annoying, pathetic, and hateful!  But snoring Okay, no wonder I was lying on the table motionless, it turned out that I was asleep.  Why is there a cave inside the mirror? According to Wu Ming¡¯s understanding, it is the high-dimensional universe. The ¡®linearity¡¯ of the four-dimensional space is replaced by the ¡®facetness¡¯, which creates a knowledge barrier for four-dimensional creatures.  Let¡¯s take a very simple example, such as a piece of white paper standing upright. If you look at it from the side, you can only see a very thin line, which is the edge line on one side of the paper.  But if we change our position and stand in front of the white paper, then what we see is a whole piece of paper, a plane woven with countless lines.  It¡¯s the same piece of paper, but the difference between before and after is so huge, it¡¯s like a blind man touching an elephant!  There is no other reason, the cognition and perspective are all different.  Perhaps, for a person who used to only think of paper as a line, it is not difficult to imagine how excited he would be when he suddenly discovers that paper is a surface.  Not only himself, but also those who think that paper is thread like him, will also think that he is so smart and wise, beyond ordinary people.  But we must also see that the paper is there, no matter how others look at it, it has never changed.  In this way, those so-called powerful people may not mean how powerful or awesome they are (of course they are indeed very powerful and awesome), but that they have insight into higher-level laws and have  Under the control of the law, one can do things that ordinary people would not dare to think about and cannot do.  So for those who originally thought that paper was a line, these powerful beings are really too awesome and great.  But if the perspective were changed to that piece of paper, would there still be such excitement of worshiping?  I guess I don't even have the heart to take a look at those so-called powerful people. ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? ¡® The mother¡¯s womb was nothing more than a piece of tissue paper, and I only caught a glimpse of it now that my old eyes were dim, what else is there to be so excited about?  ¡¯ If this is true, the blow will certainly be huge.  Especially for those masters who are pretentious and think they are extraordinary.  Because they are too good, too proud, too confident, and too conceited.  ¡°Obviously, Beigong, who is famous in all directions, is such a person, a super talented girl.  So, when Wu Ming's tongue went far beyond her knowledge, the confidence she had built up with countless boasts and praises collapsed instantly.  Because Wu Ming¡¯s tongue broke her understanding of the human body, gender and the world.  It even shook her three-dimensional view!  Therefore, rather than saying that she is angry with Wu Ming, it is better to say that she is angry with herself.  The depression is overwhelming, the consciousness is difficult to understand, and the sharp conflicts and psychological gaps that follow are overwhelming, which greatly stimulates emotions, and then breaks down the psychological defenses, affects the state of mind, and automatically cuts off the power for self-preservation. Only then can people  Fall asleep.  However, this is not necessarily a bad thing for her.  After all, all ascetics know that if they want to ascend from earth to heaven, they can only find their own way through the secrets of heaven and the lost path of true knowledge.  Bei Gongying couldn't sleep. At first, Wu Ming was more worried than happy. However, all the Brahma prisoners living in the nest hated Wu Ming so much that they made him urinate and take a bath without Ming Fei by his side.  Escort. ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?  Previously, Wu Ming was just feeling guilty. With Concubine Ming there, no one could hurt him even a hair. But now, he is really scared!  Seeing the old shopkeeper nodding and bowing, with a full smile on his face and eagerly making him a cup of new tea, Wu Ming couldn't sit still.No matter how good the tea is, Wu Ming would never dare to drink it again!  Seeing that there was no one around, he buried his head and whispered to Concubine Ming: "Concubine Ming, why don't we run away?" "Why?" Concubine Ming was completely puzzled by her graceful appearance.  "Do you still have to ask?" Wu Ming rolled his eyes angrily, "I already kissed the boss and turned him into a vegetative state. If I don't run away now, when will I wait?" Concubine Ming smiled and said, "Oh? We  When did a great hero become so irresponsible? "" Concubine Ming, Sister Ming, don't put that stupid label on me what a bullshit hero, I just want to be a bastard waiting to die.  Whoever wants to be a hero can be a hero!" Wu Ming couldn't hear the word hero.  "Mi Chong?" Concubine Ming immediately understood, "Are you the kind of person who just eats and waits to diethe second master?" "Yes." Wu Ming scratched his head distractedly, his expression changed again and again, but he still remained the same.  Her face fell, "Ming Fei, look at her will she wake up?" "It depends on when she can clearly understand the cause and realize the fruition status." "Understand the cause clearly and realize it by herself.  Guo bit" Wu Ming savored Concubine Ming's words, his frown gradually loosened, and his mouth grew wider, "Could it be that she was in the midst of an epiphany?" "Yes, she seems to be enjoying Wu Ming's words.  On the expression, Concubine Ming pursed her lips and smiled coquettishly.  Wu Ming couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, rolled his eyes and said, "Concubine Ming, you're in good shape" Seeing that Concubine Ming was still smiling happily, Wu Ming's eyes rolled around, and he suddenly slapped the case and stood up, "Shopkeeper! Everybody!  Where are you going! My throat is smoking, my tongue is dry, why don¡¯t you serve some good tea!" ¡ª¡ª South of Wuling River, here is Baishadu.  At this moment.  Thousands of sailboats were passing through the ferry, and it was very lively.  But next to the extraordinary magnificent brocade ships, there was a dark ferry docked quietly.  Just like the glass and earth tiles, anyone who sees this broken ship will inevitably feel disgusted.  Not to mention boarding the boat for the ferry race, I couldn't even take a second look.  But unexpectedly, a graceful female guest was standing on the side of the ship.  But I saw her skirt fluttering, her face covered with plain sand, and under the hem of her skirt that swept up from time to time, her patched crescent-moon white embroidered shoes appeared and disappeared.  Maybe because I walked in a hurry, there was still some mud and dust on the uppers of my shoes.  He raised his head and glanced at the ugly ferry boat. The woman stood with a sword in her hand and screamed, "Where is the ferryman?" ¡ª¡ª Everything is complicated, and there have been fewer in recent days. Please forgive me.
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