Liu Di and Hong Bei walked slowly.

A series of footprints of a man and a dog were left in the desert, as if they had once been walking around the experimental cemetery.

Finally, before sunset, a protruding boulder appeared in front of us. There was a cave on the boulder. Rootless water flowed slowly, forming a waterfall like a door curtain, with flowing light everywhere.

As Liu Di stepped into it, he felt that the distance was leaping and the time was passing by quickly.

It seems to be some kind of speed of light.

Brother Liu sighed, the secrets in the brain are still unfathomable. Once an object reaches the speed of light, it can travel through space and time.

After a few brief breaths, light shone around Brother Liu.

This time, he appeared out of thin air on a flat land. In front of him was a huge city with an ancient style. The city gate tower had carved beams and painted rafters, and the white jade stone walls were 5 meters high and stretched to no end.

“This is an ancient city.”

"I guess it's a world where people fly with swords and take revenge."

Liu Di smiled, and a hint of anticipation rose in his heart.

He slowly approached the city, but was attracted by a spectacular scene.

All I saw was a collection of secret calligraphy written densely on the white jade wall.

It is neither classical Chinese poetry nor city history.

But they are independent Chinese characters.

"Wisdom", "goodness", "kindness", "color", "beauty", "evil". There are all kinds of strange words, covering the entire city wall, at least tens of thousands of them, and very few of them are repeated.

Brother Liu was puzzled and watched slowly along the wall.

Finally, on the side of the city gate, we saw an old man covered in ink. He was holding a huge brush, leaning against a blank stone wall, snoring like thunder.

"Old man?"

Brother Liu said lightly.

The old man opened his eyes slightly, then perked up, "Huh? A new face, let me take a good look at it!"

Next.

The old man looked back and forth, left and right, closely observing Brother Liu. From time to time he would glance at the redback, and would also stare at the hairy chicken with his eyes wide open, like a cross-eyed cock.

moment.

The old man licked the tip of his brush and fell into deep thought.

This scene reminded Liu Di of an old friend in real life—Zhang Mofeng, one of the great masters of the Mohist school.

Liu Di laughed and said, "Old man, what are you doing?"

"Um"

The old man pondered and said, "I am the best calligrapher in T5 City. I have nothing to do in my spare time. I will give a calligraphy to every newcomer who just entered T5!"

Liu Di suddenly realized and looked at the seemingly endless wall and the countless Chinese characters on it. "So, you wrote this entire wall, and each character represents a person?"

"That's right."

The old man nodded slightly, "And I am about to give you a word!"

"I see."

Brother Liu was amazed and said, "Then I look forward to your gift of calligraphy."

The old man smacked his lips and said, "Well, I'll give you the word 'handsome' because your appearance may come from meditation. I'll give you the word 'mediocre' because there is a hint of sharpness hidden between your eyebrows."

"I'll give you the word 'wisdom'. You look calm and indifferent, and you don't seem to have any scheming."

"I'll give you the word 'Fan'. I see there's something mysterious hidden in your right eye."

"I gave you the word 'mystery', but you walked here from T4 with the beast in your arms, knowing the way very well."

"What kind of word is this for you?"

The old man began to bite the brush.

Brother Liu was stunned.

This old man downplays it so lightly, but he sees through a lot, doesn't he?

But the old man muttered to himself and went straight to the city wall to face the wall.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

The wall in front of him was actually a whole piece of white jade, 5 meters high and 3 meters wide, with no words on it.

Brother Liu was a little puzzled. This piece of white jade was closest to the city gate, so why did the old man choose the one that was far away and leave it out?

After thinking for a moment, Brother Liu suddenly smiled and said, "Senior, are you going to write my words on this wall?"

"Don't think too much, kid."

The old man curled his lips and said, "The words on this wall must be given to a peerless figure who has never been seen before and will never be seen again. He cannot be sanctimonious, nor can he be full of sour principles. He must not be one of those indecisive so-called heroes. He must be a hero! And he must be a hero who is passionate, crushes everything, and is also tender-hearted!"

“Only in this way can we be compared with that person.”

As the old man spoke, he glanced at the other side of the city gate, where there was also a whole wall made of white jade.

At a height of 5 meters, there is only a huge brush-written character - "God".

The dragons and phoenixes are dancing, and the domineering aura is overflowing.

Brother Liu was silent.

Although I don't know what kind of person the word "God" refers to, but judging from the size of the font, this person is the one who looks down on all living beings.

Brother Liu looked at the old man again.

I don't know why he mentioned "hero" twice. This is a word that has both good and evil connotations.

Brother Liu hesitated for a moment, "Senior, who does that 'God' represent?"

The old man said leisurely: "Even if I tell you a name, what's the point? You can neither understand the meaning of the word nor the charm of the person."

"Young man, don't be so anxious. Go into the city and experience it for yourself. In less than three days, you will know who she is."

Brother Liu nodded slowly, "Senior, what you said makes sense."

After walking a few steps toward the door, Brother Liu turned back and asked, "Senior, where is the calligraphy you gave me?"

The old man facing the wall kept scratching his head, "I haven't figured it out yet, so I'll just owe it for now!"

Brother Liu smiled gently and walked into the city gate.

But the old man suddenly stretched his neck and peeked at Brother Liu's back.

He grinned and said, "Oh my god, this kid's aura is impeccable, and his words and actions are flawless. I have been observing people for hundreds of years, but I am still stumped!"