Chapter 205 Meow Meow Meow
A gust of wind blew by.
The Silent Stage, which was bustling with activity not long ago, suddenly became empty and quiet. Jian Yunlan and Taotie disappeared without a trace, as if they had never existed.
Only the human-shaped pillar of light from the Heavenly Dao remained, standing there.
It's like losing all language.
After a moment, the human-shaped light column suddenly dissipated and turned into star-like spots of light between heaven and earth.
...This scene was broadcast in real time to the entire Wanjie plane and all other small planes through the camera in the Wanjie live broadcast room.
In the Wanjie live broadcast room, there had always been layers of enthusiastic comments, but at this moment, there was a brief pause.
The blank live broadcast room and the sudden silence at that moment seemed to foreshadow something ominous, making people feel a sense of emptiness, uneasiness and fear in their hearts.
Many viewers stared at the screen in a daze and couldn't help rubbing their eyes.
【……】
[What do you mean?]
[Boss Jian and Lord Taotie, are they gone? ? ? ? 】
[I don’t believe it. This must be a dream. It’s retribution for me staying up too late to watch Boss Jian’s live broadcast... I’ll be fine when I go to sleep and wake up... This must be the case...]
[This is impossible, this is impossible, this is impossible, this is impossible, this is the Boss Jian who saved the world, this is the lawless beast Taotie, how could they just disappear like that, you must be kidding! ! You all should laugh! ! ! 】
It happened too suddenly.
Rather than any emotion like sadness, grief or anger, what most viewers felt was an incredible blankness.
It doesn't feel real.
After all, this is Boss Jian.
In so many dimensions and so many critical moments in the past, no matter how dangerous it was, he was always able to turn danger into safety, and always able to break the situation in unexpected ways, bringing everyone more mouth-watering delicacies, such as fried chicken, preserved egg and lean meat porridge, and braised pig's trotters...
The snack stands are always bustling with lights on, just like the days that always pass by in an ordinary yet warm way.
They always take it for granted, and this time is no exception.
So what about the dangerous mountain and sea planes? So what if it’s God’s punishment? Even though there were 81 difficulties, Boss Jian couldn't overcome them every time.
Everyone thought that this time, he would definitely show up again soon. He would wear a floral apron, ride a tricycle, and try to attract customers with an enthusiastic smile on his face.
Lord Taotie will definitely transform into a silver big dog security guard again, and into a handsome Moon Man, to accompany him, and the two of them will set up the snack stand together again...
It must be like this.
Everyone was eagerly waiting for the miraculous reward.
I don’t know how much time has passed.
On the live broadcast screen, the empty and silent stage began to move again.
Are Boss Jian and Lord Taotie coming back?
…People opened their eyes wide in anticipation.
Then I saw:
A crack suddenly appeared in the air at the place where Jian Yunlan and Taotie disappeared, and things were continuously spewed out from the crack.
Those things were all over the place, with everything.
Some black soil, a pear tree, a cabin, some hoes, straw hats, pumpkins, a few free-range chickens…
[These things look familiar]
[Isn’t this something that Boss Jian carries with him in his spiritual field? I am an old customer of the Doomsday Plane. During the Doomsday, Boss Jian took us into his portable spiritual field for refuge. I have seen all these things (holding my head)]
【? ? ? No, how could the things in Boss Jian’s spiritual field appear here? 】
[I heard from a friend in the Mountain and Sea Plane that when a soul completely dissipates and its body and soul are destroyed, all the space props such as the spiritual field, portable space, and mustard seed bag belonging to this soul will instantly become invalid, and the contents inside will also be spit out.]
[Could it be that…]
After that comment passed, the audience fell silent again.
The ominous premonition became stronger and stronger, but no one was willing to say it out loud, as if it wouldn't happen if they didn't say it.
...As people watched in silence, things in Jian Yunlan's spiritual field continued to emerge.
The last thing that was vomited out was a white stuffed puppy.
Around the puppy's neck, there was a golden collar with the word "Maomao" written on it. It was left to Jian Yunlan by the residual soul of Taotie not long ago. Jian Yunlan did not choose to burn it or forget about Taotie, but kept the plush puppy.
Now, the plush puppy was vomited out along with other things in Jian Yunlan's personal space.
This is the last one.
When the plush puppy fell to the ground, the crack in the air disappeared and the world returned to silence again.
The light scattered everywhere also gathered at this time and condensed into the incarnation of the way of heaven.
The audience was excited:
[It’s the way of heaven!] The Way of Heaven appeared! 】
[What happened between Boss Jian and Taotie?] Heavenly Dao, please say something ah ah ah ah]
[Are they really gone?] No way, you are the way of heaven, please do something (shaking shoulders)]
Ignoring the various voices in the Wanjie Live Broadcast Room, Tiandao just stared straight at the camera. No expression could be seen on the blank face of the human-shaped ball of light. But inexplicably, many people felt a sense of... powerlessness.
His voice was very light, but it seemed to carry a heavy weight. He pronounced the sentence word by word:
"The execution on the Silent Stage is over."
"Jian Yunlan and Taotie have been completely destroyed, their bodies and souls have been annihilated, and they have completely disappeared. Their connection with the world has been completely annihilated."
"They no longer exist in this world."
“…”
Boom, boom.
A heavy bell rang from nowhere, like a death knell.
The birds in the sky were startled by the sudden noise and flew away in panic, flapping their wings.
All the employees at the snack stand, former diners, people who had received kind help from Jian Yunlan and Taotie by chance, and all the people who had always paid attention to and cared about Jian Yunlan, all turned pale in an instant, and there was a buzzing ringing in their ears.
...Until the next second, Tiandao took a breath, coughed twice, and then continued:
"unless--"
Everyone: “???”
No, can you please stop breathing so hard? ? ? ! ! !
[I knew that Boss Jian and Lord Taotie could still be saved]
[I have never heard such beautiful words in my life, 'unless', how pleasant and beautiful! 】
[What the hell! What the hell! I’m so scared!] ! ! I was scared to death! ! ! I really thought Boss Jian and Lord Taotie were doomed and had already started crying, but now it seems there is still hope? QAQ】
[Unless what?] Unless what? Lord Tiandao, please tell me——】
"unless……"
Everyone held their breath and listened carefully, not wanting to miss any details.
——Tian Dao said something slowly.
“…”
The Way of Heaven is the embodiment of the will of the entire world, and the same is true for the Platform of Nirvana.
They were born together at the beginning of the world, one represents life, the other represents death, and both are the absolute rulers of this world.
Under normal circumstances, Their power is absolute and there should be no exceptions.
...However, it was only today that the Heavenly Dao realized that in myriad worlds and myriad dimensions, people's strong enough emotional desires would condense into a willpower that was enough to change the rules of the world.
That kind of wish power can make the immortal heaven feel "hunger".
Then, naturally, it would also be possible to bring back to life the souls that had disappeared on the platform of extinction.
——The premise is that the dead soul still has a connection with this world.
Jian Yunlan and Taotie's souls had already been devoured by the rules of the Silent Platform and were completely annihilated. They shouldn't have had a second chance.
but……
Tiandao waved his hand lightly, and the furry puppy doll that was spit out from Jian Yunlan's portable spiritual field floated into His hands.
"There is a trace of Taotie's soul in this doll."
Taotie and Jian Yunlan's fate are connected, therefore, a wisp of Taotie's remaining soul has also inextricably established the last connection between Jian Yunlan and this world.
Jian Yunlan didn't want to forget Taotie, so she didn't burn the doll.
Unexpectedly, this accidentally resulted in a remnant soul of Taotie being retained, which became their only hope of survival.
"But, as to whether Jian Yunlan and Taotie can truly wake up from the darkness..."
Tiandao lowered his eyes and looked at the light screen unfolding in front of him.
The bright blue light of the barrage reflected on His blank face.
The sight and voice of the Heavenly Dao spread through the camera to every plane and every corner of the world:
"It's up to you to decide."
.
In the dimension of "Paranoid Monopoly", the south gate of Peking University.
It was already dusk, but people still gathered from all directions, bustling around the place where Jian Yunlan used to set up his stall, and everyone held a Kongming lantern in their hands.
Among the crowd, there were college students who had just finished their evening classes, workers who had sneaked out during their overtime work, two old professors who were arguing, and even a well-known star and president.
However, no matter what age or status, at this moment, they who are standing here have only one identity, that is——
"Of course, they are members of Boss Jian's fan club!"
Gu Ruogui, holding the wonton doll, took off her sunglasses, put on the fan T-shirt handed to her by Gu Xingzhou, and joined the crowd of people praying.
"Boss Jian, Maomao, come back soon!!!"
People shouted loudly and released the Kongming lanterns in their hands.
Countless sky lanterns rise slowly into the sky, like warm stars, gathering into a sea of light that seems to be able to echo through countless time and space.
Among the crowd, Ning Sheng's eyes were red and he shouted the loudest.
“…”
In the plane of "Light in the Dark River", outside the Lotus Pond Community.
A wall was erected at the place where Boss Jian originally set up a stall to sell spicy hot pot. Many people held pens and scribbled messages on the wall. Various sentences, some beautiful and elegant, some crooked, appeared on the wall.
The aunties who were dancing in the square held brushes and wrote "Xiao Jian and Maomao" in a flamboyant manner;
The elementary school students holding the Moonman toys grabbed the crayons and painted a picture of Boss Jane and the silver dog side by side;
There were also high school students who had just finished summer camp. They looked up and stood on tiptoe, carefully copying the prayer poems stroke by stroke.
Under the warm yellow light of the community, the entire wall was filled with sloppy or neat handwriting, every word was filled with four words:
Return safely.
Yu Ming and Fu Changfeng stood in the crowd, also holding pens. They carefully painted the blue sky, white clouds, a silver dog, and...
A simple little sun.
“…”
In the dimension of "The Genius Baby is Three and a Half Years Old", opposite the Zhuyuan Restaurant.
The former Bamboo Garden Restaurant has closed down, and the stream in Bamboo Garden that originally connected to the Chang River has been officially opened to the public as a city attraction. At this time, the breeze blew across the water, the stream sparkled, and the candles lit up little by little.
One, two, three... numerous river lanterns made of lotus leaves or paper boats are floating on the surface of the stream, flowing with the waves.
The signatures of the wishes made on the river lanterns are filled with names one after another.
Mu Mingqiu, Wu Weiguo, Xu Shishi, Huo Ye...
Ye Qingquan bent down, put down a lamp, and murmured in a low voice:
"Lanlan, Master Taotie, may you be safe."
The little boy next to him blinked his big eyes: "I want to see my brother again soon!"
"Yes," Ye Qingquan couldn't help laughing and touched the boy's head, "I definitely will."
Countless river lanterns swayed on the water but never went out, as if flowing towards the endless distance, trying to reach someone's ears.
“…”
In the plane of "Abnormal Era", in the center of the Death Desert.
In the once cold and empty Death Desert, mushroom-like small tents have been erected one after another, centered on the former address of a simple porridge shop.
In the near future, these small tents will become houses, and the houses will be connected into towns and city-states, becoming post-apocalyptic survival bases for humans and alien species, continuing forever, generation after generation.
And now, everything is just beginning.
A bonfire was lit in the center of the cluster of tents. People gathered together hand in hand, facing the direction of the wind, and shouted out their wishes:
"I hope Boss Jian and Lord Taotie will come back soon!" Murong Miao shouted loudly.
"I hope they are happy and safe!" brother and sister Wang Tao and Wang Rong shouted at the top of their lungs.
"We want Boss Jian and Maomao to be safe, healthy, unharmed and happy!" the mercenaries shouted.
"I want to have another bowl of Boss Jian's century egg and lean meat porridge!" Yi Cunqing blended in with the crowd and fished in troubled waters.
Mu Dongsheng and Yunwen sat nearby, holding hand drums, lowering their eyelids, and tapping the rhythm carefully.
"Boss Jian and Lord Taotie are not the kind of people who don't keep their word." Mu Dongsheng pursed his lips gently, "If they say goodbye, then we will definitely meet again. No matter how long it takes, we will wait for them."
——Just like in the once dark and silent desert of death, Boss Jian lit a light and waited for them to come to buy porridge.
Yunwen nodded.
The clear drum beats vibrate like the heart of the earth, amplifying people's voices again and again, echoing in the endless desert, and writing all sincere prayers into eternity.
“…”
And much, much more.
More words, more expectations, more moist eyes, more hoarse throats, more rising lights and shouts in the wind...
More wishes.
Those wishes were not grand, and had nothing to do with world peace or cosmic truth. On the contrary, they were so small that they were almost trivial:
——About spatulas, tricycles, warm yellow lights, and smiling snack stand owners;
——About the majestic silver-white big dog bodyguard;
——About a bowl of hot porridge, a steamed bun with Chinese meat, and two glasses of beer;
——About an ordinary good night with lights in thousands of homes.
These wishes come from all planes of the universe, from the Jian family villa, and from many different times and spaces.
The sounds that seemed so tiny and fragmented in the endless universe were swallowed up by the night, and then picked up one by one by the wind. Gradually, they finally gathered into a torrent in the darkness, carrying the expectations of countless people...
Run towards them.
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