The moment Tang 꿦's ankle was entangled by the konghou light, Su Chen saw that the grape patterns on the mural 껦 suddenly began to multiply. Those purple-red fruits protruded from the wall, and the bursting juice condensed into block chain sites in the air.
"Help! These grapes suck blood!" Tang Xiao kicked his legs in mid-air, and the optical fiber was dragging him towards the luminous cup filled with wine in the mural. Qin Feng picked up the repairman's spray gun and burned it towards the konghou string, but the flame froze strangely three centimeters away from the string - the rules of physics failed here.
The system interface on Su Chen's retina suddenly jumped to Xixia language, and he was shocked to find that the oxygen content in Cave 220 was fluctuating. When the reading fell below the critical value, the entire "Medicine Master Sutra Transformation Picture" suddenly came to life, and the lapis lazuli pigment turned into liquid metal, swallowing the three of them into the virtual Dharma Assembly of the early Tang Dynasty.
"Shi, it's time to pay the incense money." The virtual abbot spread his palm, and the palm print turned out to be a Bitcoin QR code. Tang took out the Five Emperors' Coins and smashed them. The copper coin passed through the holographic image and carved real cracks in the mural. A sticky black substance oozed out of the cracks - it was the solidified thousand-year candle tears, which were now being reactivated by quantum fluctuations.
"Don't touch it!" Qin Feng pulled away Su Chen who was stretching his body, "These wax tears... contain neurosynaptic proteins!" He shone the ultraviolet light from the watch, and countless curled up brain cells emerged from the tears. This was the consciousness cage technology seen in the Tokyo case.
Tang 꿦 suddenly started to curse in Shaanxi dialect. Miraculously, the Hu merchant in the mural stopped trading and responded in Sogdian. Su Chen's system detected that Tang 꿦's language was abnormally discharged - his brain was being forced to load the memory data of the Silk Road Caravan.
"Kan position...water level..." Su Chen pressed his temples, and the system overload made his vision blurry. In a trance, he saw the offering in the corner of the mural seemed to be blinking. It was clearly Qin Feng's mother when she was young. The lotus lamp in her heart was pointing to Cave 196 deep in the corridor.
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The Yadan Mountain glowed blue in the moonlight, and Tang's electronic compass was suspended in the air, with the needle split into twelve different eras of Dunhuang's magnetic declination. Qin Feng grabbed a handful of sand, and the quartz crystal flashed a binary luster between his fingers.
"This, this is not natural sand..." Before he finished speaking, sandstorms suddenly surged from all directions. Strangely, the sand particles penetrated through the skin when they touched it - they existed in Dunhuang in 1943 and 2124 at the same time.
Su Chen saw two Chang Shuhongs working in parallel: the younger one was cleaning the murals with a brush, while the older one was cutting the rock with a laser. Even more terrifying was that the robot monk from 2124 suddenly turned towards them, and his electronic eyes emitted a red light: "Illegal time immigrants detected."
"Immigrate you cantaloupe!" Tang picked up the engineer shovel and smashed it against the machine. The sound of metal collision reverberated in time and space, and Chang Shuhong in 1943 suddenly raised his head - that face was exactly the same as the photo of Qin Feng's grandfather.
"Go!" the old assistant screamed in Hunan dialect, and an arc suddenly burst out from the spectrometer in his room. Su Chen was hit by the electric current, and his retina briefly reflected the torn pages of his diary in 1943: "On July 15, the mural was engraved, and the female worker of the Zhang family entered the precious image of Guanyin..."
The magnet array in the sandstorm began to resonate, and blood oozed from Tang 꿦's ears. He stabbed the magnet with a mutton skewer like crazy, and the mutton fat on the tip of the skewer stimulated a material flower in the quantum field. The space-time wormhole suddenly shrank, sucking the mechanical flying sand from 2124 into the camel's stomach from 1943.
Qin Feng suddenly rushed to Chang Shuhong's workbench. Before the space-time bubble burst, he snatched the repair pen engraved with the Qin family crest. The film hidden in the pen showed that his grandfather had already fought against the predecessor of the Q organization during the Anti-Japanese War.
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The hum of the particle collider shook the rubble off the cave, and Qin Feng used a repair pen to pry open the cooling chamber. In the liquid nitrogen vapor, twelve brains glowed in the incubator, and Wu Daozi's synapses were connecting to the Museum of Modern Art through 5G signals.
"Mom..." Qin Feng's body was attached to a tank labeled "Qin Zhou 2.0". Suddenly, the optic nerves of all brains lit up at the same time, projecting a cross-time and space meeting on the rock wall - around the round table of the Q organization there were modern people in suits and leather shoes, as well as painters and Sogdian merchants from the Tang Dynasty.
"Art always requires sacrifice." The shadow of Saotome Suzu seeped out of Picasso's brain, "Your mother volunteered to be the first carrier..."
Tang's shovel suddenly hit the control panel: "Send your mother!" This hit accidentally triggered the chain reaction of the thorium vein, and the cracks in the mountain burst out with radiant blue light. Su Chen saw the essence of quantum Buddha light in the strong light - it was the new CRIMASTER protocol written in the ionized layer with laser.
"Go!" Qin Feng stuffed the draft equation into the cooling tube. When Qin's mother's handwriting came into contact with liquid nitrogen, all the culture tanks suddenly burst, and the brain solidified into a Buddhist mandala at ultra-low temperatures. Tang 꿦 took the opportunity to jam the electronic compass into the gear, and the burnt fat from the donkey meat caused the quantum collider to crash.
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The Han Dynasty bamboo slips were reassembled in the data stream, and the AI pupils of the virtual governor turned into snakes. Su Chen used the remaining system capabilities to crack the worm-eaten code and found that each wormhole corresponded to the seams of the Terracotta Warriors' armor.
"This is not a bamboo slip... It's, it's a biological hard drive!" Qin Feng broke the bamboo slips, revealing fiber-like plant fibers on the cross section. Suddenly, all the bamboo slips flew into the air, forming a hologram of the Qin Shihuang Mausoleum in the sandstorm. In the core of the mausoleum, Gu Kaizhi's "Luo Shen Fu Tu" was being eroded by quantum physics.
Tang's urine poured out a Qimen Dunjia diagram on the sand: "Open the door in Qian position, break it for me!" The electrolyte in the urine reacted with the magnetic field, revealing the sodium lamp in the underground tunnel. San ran along the light belt and ran into a member of the Q organization who was injecting nanomachines into the mural at the end - the snake tattoo on his wrist was bleeding.
"Game over." Qin Feng fired the laser from the repair pen, accurately cutting off the injection tube. The out-of-control nanomachine began to devour the host, transforming the tattooed snake pattern into the Dunhuang star map. Su Chen downloaded it to the data core at the last moment - it was a metaverse colonization plan based on "A Record of the Western Regions in the Great Tang Dynasty".
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As the quantum Buddha light engulfed the Buddha in Cave 96, Tang 꿦 was using incense burner ash to cover Su Chen's bleeding eyes. "Hold on! Let's use technology to exorcise these street thugs!"
Qin Feng carved his mother's equation into the wooden structure of the building. When the last integral symbol was completed, the murals of the entire Mogao Grottoes began to be reverse-rendered - the flying dragon as the code for the wall, and the sound waves of the pipa shattered the quantum cloud.
"No——" Saotome Suzu's scream resonated with the lyrics of the Cantonese opera twelve years ago. Her brain waves materialized into a virtual medicine with a green face and fangs in the data torrent, but the vinegar splashed by Tang 꿦 corroded the data core.
The last scene Su Chen saw before he became completely blind was a quantum Dunhuang torn in two: one half returned to the time when Monk Le Zun first saw the Buddha's light in 366 AD, and the other half fell into the AI scripture burning furnace in 2124. The real Mogao Grottoes remained as silent as ever under the moonlight.
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Three months later, Tang 꿦's barbecue stall was filled with the aroma of quantum lamb. Qin Feng used a repair pen to calculate on a napkin 껗 and found that the distribution of cumin powder actually conformed to the Riemann hypothesis.
"Latest news!" Kiko's projection rose from the grill, "Interpol found at the bottom of the Miluo River..."
Her words were interrupted by Tang 꿦's lamb leg bone: "Forget about the dragon boat rice dumplings! Try my Mogao Grottoes secret sauce first!"
Su Chen fumbled to pick up the wine glass. Although he was permanently blind, the remaining nerves in his system allowed him to "see" something even more terrifying - each cumin seed was a miniature CRIMASTER list, and the top ID was flashing: "Shiva".
In the night wind, Sinuo's origami camel fell from the starry sky of Dunhuang. Qin Feng unfolded the folds, and on the surface was written in Qin's mother's handwriting: "I will wait for you at the end of time."