Day and night tour

Chapter 241: Jingguo Annual Rings
"What's different about Jingguo?"

Zhou Xuan was very curious.

The Buddha Kingdom has always been thinking about the Well Logging Kingdom.

After its first arrival three hundred years ago, it has been infiltrating into the Well Country.

If Jingguo is a bowl of fragrant braised pork, then there must be some meaty aroma, right?

However, Zhou Xuan never smelled the aroma of meat from Jingguo.

In terms of technology, Jingguo is similar to the Republic of China in the previous life, with rickshaw pullers all over the streets and steam locomotives in the train stations.

As for resources, I didn't see anything particularly outstanding.

What exactly is the Buddha Kingdom thinking about?

"Ah Xuan, are you curious about a question?"

"what?"

"Have you ever seen eight incense sticks in Mingjiang Mansion?"

"The Holy Son and Holy Daughter, maybe. I haven't seen the others."

Zhou Xuan said.

"Then guess how many eight-stick incense sticks Mingjiang Mansion has produced in the past hundred years?"

"do not know."

"I tell you, twenty-one."

Zhou Xuan was a little surprised when he heard this number.

Twenty-one? Even if the Saint Son and Saint Daughter each have eight incense sticks, excluding these two, there are still nineteen left.
What about the other eight incense sticks?
"How many nine-stick incense sticks have been produced in Mingjiang Prefecture in the past hundred years?"

"Is there anyone who burns nine incense sticks?"

"Of course there are. Mingjiang Mansion has four people who burn nine incense sticks."

Zhou Xuan felt that his three perspectives had been overturned.
He had always believed that it was very difficult to cultivate to the level of eight or nine incense sticks, so it was normal that eight incense sticks were not seen in the huge Mingjiang Mansion. Unexpectedly... there were four nine incense sticks.

"Four nine-stick incense sticks, twenty-one eight-stick incense sticks, where are they?"

"The space of Mingjiang Prefecture and Jing Country is in a folded state."

Miss Qiang said: "Of course, this is what I calculated, and it may be different from the truth.
After two thousand years of calculations, I have figured out that the Well Country is a world with multiple spaces and time periods."

Zhou Xuan was stunned when he heard this.

At the same time, he felt that he was doing the right thing. Even if he was faced with the "abandonment" of the Holy Son and Holy Daughter, he must take Miss Qiang away.

This conscious being from the Flesh and Blood Divine Dynasty has attributes similar to a "super brain".

Miss Wall alone is capable of such calculations. If it is the "main brain" of the Flesh and Blood Dynasty as she mentioned, how amazing must his calculation ability be?

"Let's talk about the multiple time and space of Jingguo first."

Miss Qiang was very satisfied with Zhou Xuan who was in a state of surprise, just like a teacher teaching a student. If the student looks curious, the teacher will feel particularly satisfied when teaching.

The students' expressions change from curiosity to calmness as the teacher imparts knowledge. This process is the most enjoyable time for the teacher.

"In our Flesh and Blood Dynasty, time is past and old time and space will disappear.

But Jingguo will not do that. New space-time is emerging, but the old space-time is preserved. We can assume that the old space-time is a circle, and the new space-time is a bigger circle. And so on. A big circle first contains a small circle, and then a bigger circle contains a big circle, and so on.
What do you think this model looks like?"

"Like... growth rings... of a tree."

Zhou Xuan said.

"You are so smart, just like the growth rings of a tree."

Miss Qiang was in the secret realm, jumping around and applauding Zhou Xuan, making Zhou Xuan feel a little embarrassed.

I just answered the question about tree rings. I didn't invent them. There's no need to get so excited.

Miss Wall controlled the black water, revealing a huge tree stump with hundreds of growth rings printed on its cross-section.

She pointed to one of the rings and said, "Suppose this ring is the history of Jingguo." She then pointed to the outermost ring and said, "Suppose this ring is the present of Jingguo, does the 'present' exist at the same time as the 'history'?"

"Yes."

Zhou Xuan said.

"This is the secret of Jingguo's time and space. History and the present exist simultaneously."

"This is really confusing for me. Suppose the me one year ago and the me now exist at the same time, are the me one year ago and the me now the same person?"

"Of course not. He has all the spirit, consciousness, and thoughts you had at that time."

Miss Qiang was afraid that Zhou Xuan would have trouble understanding, so she pointed at the tree stump and said, "Let's assume that this tree stump is the 'Lord' of the Well Country. The old time and space were originally empty, but the 'Lord' will recreate the buildings, people, mountains, rivers and seas according to the original appearance of the old time and space. All people will be endowed with his consciousness and spirit at that time."

"Time has passed, but time and space have not disappeared... Instead, they have been created into a world by the so-called 'Lord'?" Zhou Xuan asked.

"Correct."

"Then Mr. Qiang, I have a question to ask. Time is passing every minute and every second. Doesn't Jingguo have hundreds of millions of annual rings?"

"That's not true."

"The tree's growth rings grow once a year, and the Jing country's growth rings grow once every four or five years, right?"

Miss Qiang said: "It means that the "master" of Jingguo will build a new world from the past time and space every five years. In that world, there are countless people with high incense."

"Then the gods can also rebuild?"

"Of course gods can, and ancestral trees can too, but the god-level ones cannot be rebuilt."

Miss Qiang said: "So, Jingguo is actually made up of hundreds of time and space. History and reality have jointly forged the current Jingguo."

"Why does the Lord of Jing Country want to rebuild time and space?"

"There are no specific calculation results at present, but I guess this may be a kind of inertia of the 'Lord'. He may not have awakened, but did all this in an unconscious state."

Miss Wall said: "For beings of the Lord's level, sleep is their main theme, just like the main brain of the Flesh and Blood Dynasty.

The main brain is equivalent to the god of the Well Kingdom. His power is too strong. If he is active for a long time, the energy consumed will be too huge, and it may even cause the collapse of the Divine Dynasty.
They will not wake up unless it is a critical moment."

Miss Qiang said: "Now that you have heard of this, you probably understand why the Prajna Buddha Kingdom came to the Jing Kingdom. You can also understand why the silk thread pointing to Mo Tingsheng disappeared in the sky."

"I understand. I understand everything."

Zhou Xuan said,

He originally thought that Jingguo had no resources, but when he understood Miss Qiang's theory of Jingguo's multiple time and space, he realized that Jingguo's resources were extremely rich.

Five years is a world.
The history of Jingguo is more than two thousand years, which is at least more than four hundred worlds.

In the four hundred worlds, how many people with high incense are there in Jing Country? And how many people are there?

Once the Buddha Kingdom completely conquers the Well Kingdom, the Well Kingdom will become the Buddha Kingdom’s huge pigsty, and all the people will be fat pigs raised by the Buddha Kingdom.

The disappearance of Mo Tingsheng's silk thread did not mean that it really disappeared. Instead, it pointed to the rest of time and space and only appeared to have disappeared.

"It's similar to what you thought, but I want to correct you on one point. The Buddhist Kingdom's invasion was naturally to contain the Jing Kingdom, but you have to think in a broader sense - maybe their target is the "lord" of the Jing Kingdom.

"The Lord is so powerful that hundreds of time and space worlds were created almost unconsciously.

He is the fattest pig in the eyes of Prajna Buddha. "

When Zhou Xuan heard Miss Qiang say this, he frowned and asked, "Miss Qiang, it sounds like you have a lot of experience."

"After all, our Flesh and Blood Divine Dynasty has suffered many invasions before. The purpose of those invaders is to destroy the main brain of our Flesh and Blood Divine Dynasty and the heart of the Divine Dynasty 30,000 meters underground."

Zhou Xuan nodded.
Indeed, aggression is a never-ending melody in any world.

Now with the help of Miss Wall, Zhou Xuan also understood how the law of time exists.

He once thought that the law of time meant going back to the past, but now he knows that the law of time is just a train ticket that can travel between different time and space worlds.

"It's not as simple as you think." Miss Qiang corrected Zhou Xuan's thoughts in time and said, "There are hundreds of time and space worlds in Jing Country. These worlds do not exist in isolation. They represent the world of the past and are affecting the real world.

Among the time laws of Jingguo, there is a most basic law, which is... the past cannot be changed, but the future can be changed.

Once a certain point in time in the past is changed, it will affect all the time and space worlds after that point in time.
This kind of influence is very terrifying. It will cause many people to have a distorted perception of reality, thus affecting their spirit and causing widespread madness.

Therefore, there are guardians under the Lord's throne.

Those who guard multiple space-time worlds and maintain the order of the space-time worlds are called "Incense and Fire".

Any changes to history will be cleared by him, and he will try his best to make history develop in the past timeline. If the Buddhist country wants to deal with the "master" of the Well Country, it must naturally kill "Incense and Fire" first. "

Zhou Xuan nodded and said, "Xiang and Huo, I have really seen them. Is Xiang and Huo's strength above that of the gods?"

"I haven't calculated it yet, but there is a high probability that he is also at the level of a god."

Miss Wall said: “The law of time is to use the power of time without affecting the order of the space-time world.

Treating the law as a ticket to travel between multiple time and space worlds is just a simple application of the law of time. "

"I understand the multiple time and space of Jingguo. You said that the space of Jingguo is folded. What does that mean?"

Zhou Xuan continued to ask.

"Look at it."

Miss Wall directed the black water again, and a leaf appeared.

There is nothing strange about the leaf, it is just an ordinary leaf.

"This is the leaf." Zhou Xuan said.

"Yes, it's just an ordinary green leaf." Miss Wall pointed to the front of the leaf and said, "If you stand on the front of the leaf, can you see the person on the back of the leaf?"

"Oh? This is the double space?"

Zhou Xuan reacted and realized that there was a layer of space on the leaf, but there was another layer of space under the leaf.

“It’s just twofold.”

Miss Qiang waved her hand, and Heishui, guided by her consciousness, cut the leaf in half along the veins, with only a little flesh at the tip of the leaf connected.

Then, Miss Qiang made the two halves of the leaf form the shape of a stair corner, with half of the leaf slanting upwards and the other half slanting downwards.

"The two-level space becomes the four-level space."

Miss Qiang said: "Of course, the space of Jingguo is more complicated than what I said. Through folding, it has formed at least four layers of space.
The space we are in is just one of them.

The people living in the fourth dimension are completely different. You often see some strange creatures in the Strange Biology Research Institute of the Bone Elders Society, but you have never seen them in Jingguo, right?

The reason is that those are specimens sent from other spaces in Jing Country."

"The fourth level of space means that those people in Mingjiang Mansion who are eight or nine sticks of incense are not living in the same level of space as us."

"That's what I mean."

Miss Wall added: "I don't know what the rest of the space is like, but...the resources they enjoy are much richer than ours."

"After a while, you will learn more secrets of the Well Country. The information I obtained through calculations is just the tip of the iceberg."

Miss Wall sighed and said, "Perhaps, mastering the true secrets of time and space in the Well Country will be the way for both of us to return home."

When Zhou Xuan heard this, he nodded in agreement.

He was taught a lesson by Miss Wall today. It turns out that in Jingguo - seeing is not necessarily believing.

"Let's not talk about the mysteries of time and space in Jing Country for now. I want to ask, can you use that thread to determine how many years ago Mo Tingsheng went back?"

Zhou Xuan asked.

Based on the silk thread, Miss Qiang judged that Mo Tingsheng had returned to the past and was hiding in the history of Jing Country. This did not surprise Zhou Xuan.

Mo Tingsheng has a deep relationship with Jingdeng.

The well lamp is the foot of Mingjiang Evil God.

It is not difficult to contact the evil god "Guangyin" through the well lamp and send Mo Tingsheng to the past. "Guangyin" is an evil god who has mastered some of the laws of time.

However, the past is a very broad concept of time. Two thousand years ago was also the past, and one year ago was also the past.

The key is to which year in the history of Jing State it was sent.

Only by knowing which year Mo Tingsheng returned to in the past, could Zhou Xuan go back to that year through the blood well and capture Mo Tingsheng.

"It is very important to determine which year Mo Tingsheng returns to." Zhou Xuan emphasized to Miss Qiang again.

"This is not difficult. I can calculate it."

"What's the principle?"

Zhou Xuan likes to get to the bottom of things.

"Principle? It's very simple."

Miss Wall said: “Now you understand that there are hundreds of time and space worlds in the Well Country.

The causal thread produced by your tattoo has already pointed to Mo Tingsheng. The thread has an angle and a direction. I can calculate which time and space world the thread extends to based on its direction and angle. "

"If you calculate this way, then you must know the specific arrangement of the space-time world, right?"

"Of course I know. From a two-dimensional perspective, the arrangement of the space-time world is exactly like tree rings. But from a vertical perspective, the space-time world rises vertically. The oldest era is at the top.
The overall model is like a tree that is thickest at the bottom and thinnest at the top, a tree that is completely suspended in the air.”

Miss Qiang said proudly: "The nine gods of Jingguo were all born with an ancestral tree. If you ask me, Jingguo itself is a huge suspended tree."

"Then help me deduce Mo Tingsheng's location. I want to go back in time through the blood well to capture him."

Zhou Xuan said.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of it."

Miss Qiang patted her chest loudly.

……

Zhou Xuan left the Divine Revelation Secret Realm and turned his attention back to the stone house.
Mr. Feng stared at the vague silk thread pointing towards Mo Tingsheng, lost in thought.

"Mo Tingsheng, you lied to me so badly."

Zhou Xuan shook his head slightly, turned around and walked out of the stone house, and said to Qingfeng: "You keep a good watch on Mr. Feng, and when Mo Tingsheng is brought to justice, let the two of them have a good chat."

"Yes, young sir." Qingfeng nodded.

"Young sir, where is Mo Tingsheng hiding?" The painter did not go in during the interrogation just now. Even if he went in, he could only see a silk thread extending to the sky, and had no idea where Mo Tingsheng was now.

"Miss Qiang is still calculating... What is certain at the moment is that Mo Tingsheng is hiding in the historical time and space of Jing Country."

Zhou Xuan said.

"If we want to capture Mo Tingsheng, don't we have to go back to the past?" the painter asked.

"It's not difficult to go back to the past, but the difficulty lies in finding someone to help me."

Zhou Xuan smiled bitterly.

Mo Tingsheng has already determined the incense sticks, so Zhou Xuan is naturally not afraid of this level of incense.

He is two incense sticks, and after getting the "Nuo God's Departure" tattoo, he can temporarily increase the incense to the level of four incense sticks.

The storyteller's dream at the level of four incense sticks can trap five incense sticks. This is Zhou Xuan's most powerful means.

Under the five incense sticks, Zhou Xuan was not afraid, even of the disciples who were not too far away within the five incense sticks.

I will not be afraid of Mo Tingsheng's three incense sticks anymore.

But Mo Tingsheng may not be alone.

"The evil god "Time" sent Mo Tingsheng to the past. Will it also hide in history, waiting for my visit?"

With him here,
Zhou Xuan may not have a chance of winning.

Moreover, Mo Tingsheng has already cooperated with the ancient tribe. There should be someone in the ancient tribe who understands the law of time.

"Is it the High Priest of the Hundred Eyes?"

Zhou Xuan immediately thought of him... According to Si Yuer, the eye tattoos on the High Priest of a Hundred Eyes were all blessings from the Blood Well.

Xuejing has a deep understanding of the laws of time.

As a former believer of the Blood Well, it is reasonable for the High Priest of the Hundred Eyes to be eager to worship and master the law of time.

"The High Priest of the Hundred Eyes and the evil god "Time" who are waiting anxiously may be hiding in history. If I go back to history alone, I'm afraid I'll be sending myself to the chopping block."

Zhou Xuan needs help.
But it is extremely difficult to find a helper who understands the laws of time.

"I have some understanding of the laws of time, but I only have a superficial understanding of them." The painter wanted to help, but he was unable to do so.

He has some understanding of the laws of time and space, but it is not too deep.

"However, when it comes to finding help, I can think of a candidate. Lady Red Coffin is a good candidate." The painter himself could not do it, but he thought of the help.

The Red Coffin Goddess of Huangyuan Mansion, as a miserable ghost with high incense offerings, has an understanding of the law of time.

"Red Coffin Lady? How many incense sticks does she burn?"

"Taller than me, sitting on the ground."

"That's still a long way off."

The three people who might appear on the other side... the High Priest of Hundred Eyes, Mo Tingsheng, and the evil god "Time and Shadow".
Among these three people, Zhou Xuan is facing his son Mo Tingsheng, the Red Coffin Goddess is facing the Hundred-Eyed High Priest, and there is still "Time" left on the opposite side.

In terms of paper strength, it is far behind.

"Not enough, not enough."

Zhou Xuan felt that he still needed to find a candidate.

"Understanding the laws of time..." The painter went on to think of a candidate.

Qing Feng, who was standing in front of the stone gate, suddenly reminded the painter: "Master Hua, have you forgotten the first wandering god of Pingshui Prefecture...Master Jian?"

"Oh, look at my brain, why can't I remember anything?"

The painter slapped his thigh, he really remembered that the Lord of the Sun-roaming Divine Archery in Pingshui Prefecture had comprehended the law of time.

"With Master Jian accompanying you back to the past, there is nothing to be afraid of."

The painter said happily.

"Is Master Arrow so powerful?"

"The first wandering god in Pingshui Prefecture, don't you think he is brilliant?" The painter patted his forehead and added, "Why did I forget that Master Jian understands the law of time? Because he hasn't made a move in nearly twenty years."

"He's so restrained?"

"It's not restraint. It's Pingshui Prefecture, Huangyuan Prefecture, Mingjiang Prefecture, and Jingchuan Prefecture. No one dares to cause trouble to Master Jian. The Divine Arrow Hall is offering eight incense sticks."

After hearing this, Zhou Xuan smiled and said, "Lao Hua, what you said before was all nonsense. You just need to say that he is eight sticks of incense."

"Okay, Lao Hua, go find Master Jian for help. I'm going to go back and rest first. Remember, you must keep an eye on Mr. Feng and don't lose him. There is a Food for the Heaven in his body. It's a good treasure to be used as a sacrifice."

Zhou Xuan was not in a hurry to kill Mr. Feng. He mainly wanted him to fight against Mo Tingsheng.

They are all fellow storytellers and old acquaintances of the master. In order to let him fulfill his wish of "revenge" before his death, this opportunity should be given to him.

"Don't worry, young sir. I'm here to keep an eye on him myself."

Zhou Xuan waved his hand and left the City God Hall.

It takes time for the helpers to gather and calculate how many years Mo Tingsheng has returned to. Miss Wall also needs time to calculate.

He just took advantage of this time to take a break and recharge his energy.

After Zhou Xuan left,
The painter cut his palm and dripped blood into the air, condensing into a blood painting. He said loudly: "Buddhist country Mo Tingsheng is causing trouble in Mingjiang Prefecture. Please invite Pingshui Prefecture's Sun Wandering God to join the game."

As soon as the words fell, the painter gently pushed the blood painting, and it disappeared...

About two minutes later,

A golden feather arrow whistled through the air and shot in from the gap in the windowsill.
When the arrow was about to pierce the painter's clothes on his chest, it still hovered in the air, showing how skillfully the arrow was driven.

The painter holds the arrow in his right hand, feeling the message conveyed by the shaking of the arrow - tomorrow morning, he will take the arrow and jump into the Ming River.

With Lord Jian joining the game, the painter felt much more at ease, although he also knew that Lord Jian was willing to come this time probably because of Zhou Xuan's favor.

But it’s the best thing that Lord Jian can come.

When it comes to ghostwriting, neither the Saint Son or the Saint Daughter dares to face the edge of Lord Jian.

……

"What is science? I only believe in metaphysics."

Yun Ziliang was very dissatisfied with Miss Qiang's ideas.

When Zhou Xuan returned to the store, he introduced to Yun Ziliang the new member of the Zhou family's cleaning shop, the Mother Wall of Sighs from the Flesh and Blood Divine Dynasty - Miss Wall.

But Yun Ziliang was dismissive of Miss Qiang's scientific algorithm.

"What is metaphysics? It comes from the strict selection of the ancestors of Xunlong. The laws of the ancestors cannot be changed. What about science? I don't believe in it."

Miss Qiang was also angry. She waved her fists wildly in the secret realm and said, "Science, science, science. Science is my first belief at all times. Our Flesh and Blood Dynasty is a country of science, even though it is flesh and blood technology..."

For a while, no one was convinced by anyone else.

"I have a plan." Zhao Wuya said, "Grandmaster, Miss Qiang, stop arguing. I will be the referee and have a match to see whether science is more effective or metaphysics is more powerful."

"What competition?" Zhou Xuan asked Zhao Wuya.

"Play cards." Zhao Wuya pointed in the direction of the Dasixi Mahjong Hall and said, "From now on, let Miss Qiang use scientific algorithms to take Grandmaster Grandpa to the Mahjong Hall to play cards and see if he can win money. If he can, see how much he can win."

"This is not right." Yun Ziliang scratched his chin, feeling that Zhao Wuya's method had loopholes.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Wuya asked.

"Even if I win a lot of money, it can only prove that science can win money. But, what if the time I use science to play cards is when I am lucky? Wouldn't science benefit from my good luck?"

Everyone: "..."

Zhou Xuan gnashed his teeth and said, "I've been in Dongshi Street for so long, and I've never seen you have good luck."

Lao Yun's face turned red, but he was thick-skinned and recovered immediately, and asked Miss Qiang: "Okay, I'll go to the mahjong hall now, Miss Qiang, how can you help me play cards?"

"Simple."

Miss Qiang separated a small part of her consciousness and crawled out of Zhou Xuan's body. With the help of the raw meat in the kitchen, she condensed into a piece of flesh and blood. She then controlled the flesh and blood to become extremely deflated and attached it to Yun Ziliang's forearm. It was covered by the long gown and was completely invisible.

Flesh and blood were born, and Miss Qiang's consciousness returned to Zhou Xuan's secret realm. She said,

"This piece of flesh and blood can communicate with me. I am calculating that Mo Tingsheng is alive now. Only a small part of my consciousness can be used to help you play cards. But this little consciousness is more than enough to count a card. Today, I will let you see the power of technological algorithms."

"I still don't believe it. I'm going now."

Yun Ziliang went to the mahjong hall angrily.

In the secret realm, Miss Wall stopped talking, and the piece of flesh and blood on Yun Ziliang's body became her eyes, ears, and microphone.

She was eager to win the battle between science and metaphysics.

Zhao Wuya was a little worried and asked Zhou Xuan: "Landlord, if Miss Qiang really wins, wouldn't his master grandfather be so angry that he would die?"

"Do you really think Yun Ziliang doesn't believe in Miss Qiang's calculations? From what I know about him, he is Miss Qiang who is helping him win the game."

Zhou Xuan crossed his arms and said with a smile, "With Lao Yun being such a smart guy, how could he not know the power of the Mother Wall of Sighs?"

He felt that Yun Ziliang was just like those stupid netizens, deliberately making some radical remarks just to catch more "fish"...

"Ms. Wall may be good at calculations, but she is still young... She will not bite even if the hook is this straight."

(End of this chapter)