"These are the Nuo faces, our gods." Soria said, raising her hands above her head and making a strange gesture towards the mural, as if she was worshiping. After that, she said,
"All appearances came to the world and experienced all kinds of sufferings in the world in various forms. Finally, he disappeared here, and this Nuo noodle of his was found here by our ancestors."
"Nuo mask?" Su Ziwei was shocked, "Where is that mask now?"
Sorya smiled helplessly: "It's lost."
"lost!?"
Soria said: "Fifteen years ago, a group of developers came to the island. They stole Nuo noodles, but later, I heard that they died in a shipwreck, and our island was preserved."
Su Ziwei was in disbelief and looked up at the mural again.
The mural roughly tells such a story.
A hundred years ago, there was a god named "Zhuxiang". In order to experience all the sufferings in the world, he took the form of various people: either common people, immortal cultivators, or bureaucrats and emperors. The gods worn by Zhuxiang
Masks also change their expressions due to the change of owners. As the masks experience various human conditions, they naturally change into thousands of expressions. However, in a modern era, the masks have transformed into one
The suffering man had his front lobe removed by a doctor. From then on, he forever lost the ability to generate emotions. The various forms were no longer gods and fell into the human world, but its mask, the Nuo face, had rich meanings.
Emotions. If one day, Zhu Xiang can find Nuo Mian again, maybe he can regain all his emotions...
"But..." Su Ziwei asked doubtfully, "What does this have to do with me?"
Soriya shook her head and pointed to a small figure on a wall.
That was the first person Zhu Xiang met after falling into the mortal world. That person helped Zhu Xiang understand the world. He took his Nuo Mian with him and traveled around the world with him.
And the little man's appearance actually bears little resemblance to Su Zi.
"Well, you can't just judge my relationship with your so-called 'gods' through a mural that looks a bit like me, right? Not to mention whether this is a legend or not, your judgment is too outrageous?"
Su Ziwei took a step back in disbelief and shook his head vigorously.
Sorya sighed and said, "Do you really think so?"
Su Ziwei frowned: "What do you mean? Could it be that... that masked man was sent by you? You were the one who let me enter the script dimension world?"
Sorya was stunned: "You have entered another dimensional world? You mean... there is a masked man coming to you!? It... it must be Nuo Mian!"
Su Ziwei's mind buzzed: "Sister, it's 2022 now, what on earth are you talking about?"
"But you said you entered another world, are you lying?" Soria glared at Su Ziwei angrily, "You are the person we are looking for. Nuo Mian is looking for you, and we are also looking for you.
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"Stop joking," Su Ziwei's cheeks twitched and his throat was choked. Thousands of complex feelings piled up in his heart, "Then... it's just a scientific research experiment... It's just..."
"Just what?" Sorya took a step forward and stared into Su Ziwei's eyes, "Are you trying to say that everything is a dream and an illusion? Is everything you have experienced false?"
Su Ziwei felt a terrible headache. He really didn't know what all this he was going through was.
Is there really a god in this world?
Is the masked man he met really a messenger of God? Did he find himself to help the god called Zhuxiang regain his emotions?
Isn’t Siri a system?
When he enters the script, he experiences life like the various forms, and then his emotions are extracted by them and dedicated to God? Can it be explained this way?
Su Ziwei didn't know it, but he suddenly felt that everything that had happened to him was so outrageous, so outrageous that when he suddenly recalled it, he thought it was all a dream.
He took a few steps back, almost tripped and fell onto a rock.
There are some things that you don’t need to think about in detail, but once you think about them, you’ll find it terrifying to think about them.
"Su Ziwei, you are the chosen one. Only you can help us." Suoliya suddenly looked at Su Ziwei, "Only you can enter the world of God and experience the life that God has experienced..."
"..." Su Ziwei suppressed his emotions and raised his head and asked, "You said you wanted me to help you. What exactly happened?"
Soriya said slowly: "We have guarded Meside Island for generations. Developers came here fifteen years ago. We thought the secrets here were about to be discovered. But they died in a shipwreck, and developing this island became a
It's nothing. However, this island... was sold again last year. Next year... it will be developed into a tourist attraction. Once developed... the secrets of Zhu Xiang and Nuo Mian will be discovered.
Already."
Su Ziwei looked at the gradually extinguishing candle beside him and said nothing.
Sorya said desperately: "Since the patriarch knows that you are coming and you have really come here, I believe that you will definitely save us, right?"
Su Ziwei smiled sadly and looked at Soria: "I respect your culture and I respect you. But I am really not the person you are looking for. It's not that I don't agree to it, it's that I can't do it.
I can't agree to it. Maybe there are things in this world and this universe that we can't understand and science can't explain. I've always taken it as it comes. I have indeed experienced many bizarre things that I can't explain.
.But this does not mean that I am the person you say. At the very least, I only know that I am an ordinary person now, and I do not have any ability to change the world..."
Soriya choked, lowered her head and stopped talking.
When she came out of the cave with Su Ziwei, everyone looked at Su Ziwei with expectant expressions. Just when the patriarch Amu was about to say something, Sorya suddenly shook his head in loneliness.
Everyone clearly lowered their heads again.
Eminem stepped forward and patted Su Ziwei on the shoulder: "Go to the village, get some food and go back. Since you are here, let us entertain you."
Su Ziwei's expression changed uncontrollably. He had hope for everyone, but he refused help and felt guilty: "This is not good...I..."
"It's okay kid, don't feel guilty." Eminem suddenly laughed and tapped the ground with his crutch, "I believe that all of this is God's guidance."
God’s…guidance?
Su Ziwei was choked by a violent emotion. Many emotions suddenly flashed through his mind, happy, sad, angry, sad... But those emotions passed by in a flash.
It soon disappeared from his senses.
"Okay... I'll go with you." Su Ziwei murmured, as if he had been distracted for a moment, "Thank you, Eminem."