"During the heyday of the Tang Dynasty, there was a Taoist priest named Ye Shanfa who had an epiphany and comprehended the ultimate truth of heaven and earth. He then looked up to the heavens and laughed three times, then tore off his own head and threw it aside, then ascended into the sky.

The first leader of our Daoxuan Sect was Ye Shanfa’s adopted son.

Later, he studied the notes left by his adoptive father carefully, established the Daoxuan Sect, and honored his adoptive father as "Tianzun", and ordered the disciples of the Daoxuan Sect to worship him for generations.

Ten years ago, the Celestial Lord issued a decree that a time of great strife was approaching, and our shared aspiration to ascend to heaven would be fulfilled."

When he said this, Yuhuo's face was calm, without any joy at the thought of his impending enlightenment and ascension.

It's like an adult who has experienced the beatings of society and returns home to hear his parents telling him old-fashioned folk stories to fool him.

"It seems you have other ideas, Mr. Monk."

Shen Lanzhou chuckled softly. It seemed that these cults were not monolithic. "So, what exactly is Mr. Monk trying to say by talking so much nonsense to me?"

"The ancient Greek philosopher Plato once proposed an interesting fable."

Instead of answering her question directly, the monk began to tell a story.

"A group of prisoners have been trapped in a cave since childhood. They face away from the cave entrance and can only see one wall. The wall reflects the light and shadows of the world outside the cave. The prisoners can only see these shadows and cannot see the real world. In their cognition, the reflection of the wall is the real world.

But one prisoner turned around and saw the world outside the cave... the real reality. Now, he wanted to tell his companions what the real world was like and what true freedom was.

Bang!

The monk's head was blown up, and the gray brain matter and scarlet blood plasma dyed the white wall with a gorgeous color.

I don't understand, the riddle man is dead.

Shen Lanzhou withdrew his hand expressionlessly and looked at the second monk who came out of the detention room: "I hate you, an unkillable bug."

"This world is fake, and the starry sky is fake too. Soon, reality will tear the fake world apart, and we fakes will burst like bubbles on the water, disappearing with a bang."

Yu Huo said calmly: "What I want to do is to tell everyone the truth."

Regarding this explosive news that sounded so incredible, Shen Lanzhou remained calm: "So what if I knew the truth? So what if I didn't know the truth? What's the point?"

Although sometimes when a person looks up at the sky, he may have thoughts like whether the starry sky is fake, but even if the world is really fake, what does it matter?

Even if the world is fake, as long as she herself is real, what does anything else matter?

The wives in the two-dimensional world are fake, but the love for them is real, which is enough.

If the sky falls, there are tall people to hold it up. Instead of worrying about these trivial things, you might as well think about what to eat tonight.

"I think, therefore I am. As long as I firmly believe that I am real, that's all that matters... Is that what the donor thinks?"

The monk's eyes were filled with pity and compassion, and his condescending attitude was sickening. He raised a silver coin engraved with an indescribable pattern, and his voice was filled with magic:

"I'm fake, you're fake, the so-called family and friends are all fake illusions... everything is fake... how sad..."

Shen Lanzhou was in a trance for a moment. She saw her elder brother being disemboweled by her sister-in-law.

I saw my sister Shen Xiaoqian who was shot in the head by a zombie, the tall and strong male version of A Yan, and his friends who died tragically.

She shook her head, and now her elder brother appeared, grabbing her trouser legs and begging her with tears in his eyes to let her sister-in-law go.

A-Yan, with her determined eyes, slender but not weak, and her silly sister with a playful smile...

"Lanzhou~"

A familiar sweet voice sounded behind her ears, a soft and plump body pressed against her back, and soft and translucent arms like jellyfish tentacles wrapped around her neck.

"Poetry Dream."

The expression on Shen Lanzhou's face softened, she turned her head and rubbed her lover's cheek affectionately.

But I found that the other person looked so unfamiliar.

The plumpness that pressed against her back deflated, becoming the tip of a tender lotus. The hot blood from her heart, pierced by the bullet, oozed and soaked her clothes.

"Lan Zhou."

A pale hand gently stroked his cheek, and Shen Lanzhou saw his unshaven and disheveled self in those dim eyes that were about to go out.

He suddenly realized.

Where are the monks?

Where is the Shanhai City base?

Where is the beautiful girl Shen Lanzhou?

Fake!

They're all fake!

It’s all fake!!!

Shen Lanzhou looked at his gradually transparent palm, his thoughts stretched endlessly -

Everything is just a @の&*#￥% dream!

There was a sharp pain in the heart, and blood rushed through the blood vessels throughout the body.

In the lobby of the Defense Bureau, the densely packed eyelids of the monster with its limbs curled up on the ground opened in unison, and endless information poured into Yuhuo's head like invisible waves, causing the bewitching demon monk to die tragically with a headshot.

Not only that, the heads of those hiding in the detention room and those on standby near the Defense Bureau exploded one after another like fireworks, frightening the innocent passers-by in the distance.

"What the hell! What the hell! What the hell!!!"

She was standing on the street chatting with an acquaintance across the street when she was suddenly frightened by a man covered in blood. She fell to the ground with a thud, screaming.

He was lucky enough to be on the edge of the information tide and survived.

He was very unlucky. He watched helplessly as the head of an acquaintance on duty at the Defense Bureau exploded in front of him. His head and face were blown all over, and the smelly tissue flew into his mouth, making him taste delicious.

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