24 Confucius Jigsaw Puzzle 10
◎From now on, there will always be a sun hanging in the sky above the human race◎
The statue of Confucius stood there in a daze. It looked at the chirping beads, then looked at its father who was lying on the ground surrounded by people and was gradually losing his life.
"Zhong You... Zhong You? Is that you, Zhong You?"
However, Dad could no longer answer his question.
Zhu Heng squatted down without saying a word and closed his father's eyes. His father's face was peaceful, points of light flew out from his body, and his body gradually turned into a dazzling bead.
"A gentleman dies, but his crown remains."
Xu Wenjun spoke slowly from the side, "Zhongyou, Confucius's great disciple Zilu, died in a coup d'état in Wei. He even tied the tassel on his hat before his death. Afterwards, his body was chopped into minced meat..."
The statue of Confucius shed two lines of clear tears, and his body collapsed instantly. His thin shoulders were like an old horse, his face was dry, and his head hung low on his chest.
He seemed to have no life at all.
"Zhong You..."
He recited it aloud.
Gradually turned into sobbing.
Suddenly, he caught sight of a can of meat sauce on the ground. He went crazy and kicked it away, crying, "Take it away! Take it away!"
He didn't dare look at anything that reminded him of Zilu.
Everyone looked at the bewildered statue of Confucius and could not utter a word.
After a moment, he suddenly raised his head again, his expression somewhat excited: "...Yes, yes, there is Hui, where is my Yan Hui?"
"Hui...Yan Hui..."
He stared at the coffin on the ground, his movements frozen.
"They're all gone. They're all gone. My good disciples, they're all gone."
He almost murmured, tears hanging from the corners of his eyes flowing continuously, falling to the ground and turning into new, chirping beads.
They circled around him twice, as if saying their final goodbyes, and then left him without looking back, disappearing into the darkness.
Only the statue of Confucius remains standing alone in this dark land.
Something suddenly flew out of Zhu Heng's pocket and floated in the air.
It's his clay doll.
The clay doll seemed to be held up by one corner by something, with its limbs and body hanging limply below.
Zhu Heng seemed to have guessed something and looked straight into the depths of its right eye. The brilliant colorful light became more and more intense, and then the light broke away from the clay doll's eye and condensed into a solid entity.
It’s actually a bead!
It flew to the statue of Confucius and looked at him quietly.
Confucius raised his head, looked at the beads in front of him, and said with trembling lips, "Is it... Zigong?"
Zhuzi nodded and moved closer.
"Zi Gong, why are you so late?"
After Confucius said this, a crack appeared on his face. The crack grew bigger and bigger, and became more and more numerous. Finally, there was a loud bang, and he collapsed into a pile of dust like withered grass, shrouding everyone in smoke.
Everyone heard a faint, sobbing voice, and no one knew who was singing: "Mount Tai, it is about to collapse. The beams and pillars, it is about to break. The philosopher, his life is about to end -"
The singing gradually died down.
When the smoke and dust cleared, the giant six-story statue had disappeared, and a low grave mound remained on the ground.
A golden-red light gradually appeared on the horizon.
Like a red sword tearing through the sky, soon a new sun rose slowly from the horizon, illuminating everyone's faces.
The sun once again covered the earth.
At this time, everyone discovered that the beads that had left had not actually gone far. They were scattered across the earth, deeply embedded in the soil, and shining with the sun in the sky.
The system popped up to announce the end of this episode: [Had Confucius not been born, the world would have been dark forever. From now on, there will always be a sun hanging above the sky of mankind on Earth.]
【Congratulations, you have successfully found the fragments of civilization. 】
As soon as the system finished speaking, three silver spaceships appeared in front of everyone.
【Please get on board, everyone. We will now take you back to the audience lounge.】
Wang Kunshu lifted his robe and got into the car. When he passed Gong Yasheng, he pulled him aside without any grudge and said, "Let's go."
The man with the duck voice stared blankly at the place where his father had been. After a while, he wiped his face and said, "I'm not leaving. I want to stay and accompany my father."
Just as he was making a fuss, he suddenly felt a pain on the back of his neck as if someone had hit him hard.
His voice stopped abruptly and his body fell limply.
"Stop talking nonsense." Helan Dao turned his wrist, stabilized Gong Yasheng's body, and threw him into the carriage that Wang Kunshu was riding in.
After saying that, he tilted his head and glanced at Zhu Heng: "You're going to take the last boat alone?"
Zhu Heng nodded, without any objection.
After we got out, there was a wide road and we each went our own way.
He turned around and walked back, but suddenly seemed to remember something, stopped, turned around and called Helan Dao.
"What's wrong again?" Helan Dao looked at him.
Zhu Heng didn't even look at the target and threw a shiny silver object directly at him: "I'll give this back to you."
Helan Dao was unable to dodge and was hit on the brow by the thing.
He hissed softly, opened his palm and saw that it was his butterfly knife.
"You are a person with a strong sense of revenge." Helan Dao smiled at Zhu Heng. He put away the butterfly knife, turned around and walked towards Yan Yuan's coffin.
Zhu Heng caught a glimpse of his movements from the corner of his eye and froze for a moment. Then, without a word, he walked towards the third spaceship alone.
Sitting in the cabin, he was still thinking about the scene he had just seen, so he didn't notice that a familiar colorful glowing object had appeared in the cabin.
By the time Zhu Heng realized something was wrong, the unidentified object had already circled behind him and, using familiar techniques, kicked him into a space crack that appeared out of nowhere.
The moment he fell in without any preparation, a bead jumped in from outside and fell into the crack along with Zhu Heng.
At the same time, the spacecraft started up with a bang and finally disappeared.
The sound is quite loud.
Xu Wenjun heard the noise and looked out through the cabin of the spaceship with a frown.
The third spaceship parked behind them had disappeared, and the first spaceship in front had already started and left.
"They're gone, so soon?" She came back to her senses, her tone slightly surprised.
Helan Dao carried his own body out of Yan Yuan's coffin from the previous episode.
He glanced at his own body on the ground, paused for two seconds, then leaned over, grabbed the body's right foot, and dragged it to a pit not far away that had been dug at some unknown time.
The corpse rolled to the bottom of the pit like a broken rag doll.
Make a dull sound.
He looked down into the pit and saw at a glance that it was full of corpses.
Looking more closely, they were all wearing black combat uniforms.
The degree of corruption varied, some were still crawling with maggots, and some were reduced to bones.
These are all him.
He died in the past and failed to pass the level.
Helan Dao lowered his eyes, then without hesitation pushed the sand at the edge of the pit down, burying himself completely.
After finishing all this, Helan Dao returned to the spaceship and closed the hatch: "Let's go."
Xu Wenjun turned to look at him, his eyes fell on the corners of his eyebrows, and suddenly frowned: "Are you hurt?"
Helan Dao was stunned for a moment, then reached out to touch his brow bone, where he saw a very shallow red scar.
He recalled the incident when Zhu Heng threw the butterfly knife and waved his hand: "It's just a little skin breakage, it's nothing serious."
Xu Wenjun sneered, and she lifted her hair. Her long hair changed its appearance inch by inch as her fingers combed it down.
The original black and shiny hair disappeared, replaced by neat short silver hair, and the ends of the hair were as red as flames.
The bones in her body creaked, she stretched out her shoulder blades, and her height suddenly grew taller. The dark yellow straight skirt on her body also faded into the same black combat uniform as Helan Dao.
"If I hadn't come this round, would you still be planning to sacrifice yourself?" Xu Wenjun glanced over the earth pit outside filled with Helan Dao's corpse, and then looked fixedly at the man beside him.
Helan Dao remained silent.
"Keep doing it," Xu Wenjun scolded. "Look at your spirit form. It's so weak you can't even disguise yourself. If you really run into trouble later, expecting me to help you? You're dreaming."
Helan Dao supported his forehead with one hand.
After saying so much, you’re still here.
Perhaps realizing that his words and actions were inconsistent, Xu Wenjun paused.
"Don't look at me like that. I didn't know you were in trouble."
The man in front of him relied on his high authority to block the system's personal monitoring of him. As long as Helan Dao didn't want to, no one could find him.
"Believe it or not, my presence in this episode was purely accidental." Xu Wenjun threw the straight skirt he had taken off behind the seat and began to control the spaceship to prepare for departure.
He Landao's eyes moved slightly, and he finally reacted: "Isn't it arranged by the system?"
"Of course not. I was kicked here by a…" Xu Wenjun paused, "something that can't even be described as having any shape."
She recalled the past here.
She was supposed to follow the predetermined route and take a spaceship to enter a certain copy, but halfway she crashed into an unidentified colorful glowing object that changed its shape irregularly, tearing the space apart and stuffing her directly into Confucius' world.
Helan Dao listened to her quietly without saying anything.
What could it be that even Xu Wenjun has never seen?
Xu Wenjun stopped talking.
In front of the spacecraft, a blue hole was slowly opening towards them.
She concentrated on driving the spaceship, and with a "bang", it dived into the blue hole.
After a brief shock, they emerged from the other end of the blue hole and flew over the audience rest area.
After dying too many times, Helandao's spirit body could no longer support him in making the leap safely, so he took out a cigarette to refresh himself.
Although it is a bit backward, it must be said that this old gadget from the first-level civilization era is indeed useful.
Helan Dao slowly exhaled, looked at the bustling crowd below, and suddenly asked: "...He is here?"
Xu Wenjun frowned: "Who are you talking about?"
She had a vague idea that he was asking about the lone wolf, but she wasn't sure.
"It should be called... Zhu Heng."
Helan Dao scratched his brow, remembering the answer that flashed past Mr. Lone Wolf's head in the darkness earlier.
Xu Wenjun paused for a moment and directly retrieved Zhu Heng's coordinates from the national database through the system.
"What do you want to do with him? He's very special?" She asked while operating.
Helan said, "Tell me, if a person's heart is stabbed through, but he doesn't die, why is that?"
Xu Wenjun obviously didn't listen to his words.
Because she saw on the system positioning that the light spot representing Zhu Heng's position was just in the civilization market, but it suddenly disappeared the moment the spacecraft passed by.
She stood there in a daze.
After waiting for a long time without receiving a response, Helan Dao sighed and turned to ask the system: "What do you think?"
The system said in a cold tone: [Sorry, I don’t know.]
【……】
Feeling the death gaze from Helan Dao, it had to add the word "daddy".
He Landao smiled with satisfaction: "My dear son, it doesn't matter if you don't know. If he bullies you, Daddy will teach you a lesson."
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Zhu Heng fell back to the market from the space crack. He suddenly opened his eyes, his vision went dark, and he staggered two steps on the spot.
The sounds of hawking from the surrounding market rushed into his ears, and he calmed himself down.
I'm back to where I was standing before.
Still in the same standing position.
There were footsteps behind him. Tao Ran came to his side and waved his hand in front of his eyes: "Brother Zhu, Brother Zhu? Why are you here?"
Zhu Heng came back to his senses, turned around and asked him, "How long have I been gone?"
Tao Ran's eyes looked a little strange: "You have been here all the time, haven't you seen me?"
As he said this, he looked at the entrance of the market. The bus that would take the audience back to the rest area was already on standby, with a long queue in front of the bus.
"Let's go, Brother Zhu, we should go back."
It appeared again.
Zhu Heng's coordinates appeared again on the positioning system.
Xu Wenjun repeatedly confirmed, staring at the light that suddenly disappeared and reappeared. After hesitating for a moment, she said to Helan, "The person you're looking for is at the Civilization Market right now. Do you want to go?"
He Landao shook his head, his expression slightly disgusted: "There are too many people, just go to where he lives and wait."
After saying this, he put out his cigarette and looked at Xu Wenjun meaningfully: "As for...what happened to you, maybe it was a wormhole in time and space."
A wormhole that can connect two worlds, or string together the past, present and future, allowing people to travel through time and space.
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