Chapter 157: 84,000 Thoughts!

In the ruins.

Under the leadership of Fang Qiu, everyone continued to climb the ladder.

Because standing at the front, Fang Qiu took steps towards the brand-new ladder in front of him under everyone's gaze.

One foot down.

Everything around him instantly changed into another scene.

In front of my eyes, there was smoke.

The thick white mist covered everything, making it impossible for people to see the situation clearly, as if in chaos.

And being in it.

Before he even had time to see the surrounding situation clearly, Fang Qiu's consciousness suddenly became dazed, or he was lost, and he didn't even know who he was.

It seems that this space has a special ability to reset everything to zero, and wipe everything into a blank.

Although the consciousness is lost.

However, the heart is still there.

Fang Qiu could still clearly hear his own heartbeat, and he could also feel a desire in his heart that was struggling crazily, trying to escape.

It was a kind of desire that, for some unknown reason, could give him endless power!

And when the restless heart dominates his behavior.

Everything in sight.

Suddenly there was a big change.

The thick white mist dissipated, and in the originally lonely, empty space, people suddenly appeared, one after another, densely packed, and in the blink of an eye, these people filled the entire space.

"Save us, save us!"

"As long as you die, we can live."

"If you die alone, can you live thousands of us?"

"Can you save us?"

A miserable cry for help came.

The scene in front of you.

With the appearance of these distress calls, it changed again.

Look carefully.

Right in front of Fangqiu, the ground suddenly sank, and bright red magma gushed out from the west. The magma was like boiling water, boiling non-stop, and suffocating heat came over the surface. A very depressing, unbearable fear of going back.

And the other side.

There are tens of thousands of people, just like Fang Qiu, standing on the edge of this crater.

Each of them looked indifferent, but their eyes were full of prayers, their steps were moving, one step forward, and they fell into the crater.

At the moment of the fall, the indifferent expressions on their faces suddenly dissipated, replaced by panic and fear, and loud cries for help.

"Help me, save me!"

Seeing this scene, Fang Qiu, who was completely blank, suddenly felt as if a needle had been pricked in his heart.

"How to save, how can I save you?"

Fang Qiu asked.

"Jump down."

All the people standing at the crater said to Fang Qiu: "Jump down, we can live if you die."

Fang Qiu turned his head blankly.

Look at the boiling magma inside the crater, the hot air on the ruins and the pavement.

The fear in my heart reached the extreme.

but.

What was more terrifying than fear was the needle-pricking sensation he felt just now, as if a needle had pierced into his heart fiercely, stinging his heart fiercely.

That feeling is worse than death.

"Shua."

Not hesitating.

Fang Qiu stretched out his hands, closed his eyes, and fell forward, quickly falling towards the magma.

heat.

Almost before he fell, the clothes on his body were scorched, and all the hair on his body was burned away, and the moment he touched the magma, he was burned and melted instantly, exposing his flesh and bones.

This moment.

An irresistible pain appeared on Fang Qiu's face.

color.

But the next moment.

thump!

His whole body fell into the magma.

Under the powerful and terrifying high temperature, it was instantly burned and evaporated into ashes!

he died!

But.

He can still see magma, he can still see this space,

He can still see everything he wants to see, but there is no pain, and he doesn't have to make choices.

Gradually.

The surroundings suddenly became dark.

Between heaven and earth, a beam of light descended and shone on him.

Everything in front of me has changed.

The magma, the crater and the dense crowd of people all disappeared.

Four times.

It was unbearably dark and unnervingly quiet.

Fang Qiu turned his head and looked around.

Sudden.

He saw something.

What a thought, a thought that came from nowhere.

He just glanced at it, and this idea appeared in his mind, and then kept zooming in and out. He didn't want to think about it, let alone think about it, but this idea was always running, and he was thinking about it all the time. Can't stop at all.

He wants to escape, he wants to throw his thoughts out, he doesn't want to think.

Then.

Brick, looking for other things in this space, tried to divert his attention.

He found it.

It was another thought.

At the same time he saw it, a second thought also appeared in his mind, just like the first one, from the moment it appeared, this thought has been continuously enlarged.

The two thoughts didn't stop, they kept enlarging. Even if he forcibly controlled himself not to think about it, he couldn't control it at all, and he was still thinking about it.

He tried to divert his attention again and saw a third thought.

Then came the fourth, fifth, sixth...

that's all.

Repeatedly.

I don't know how long it has been.

Fang Qiu felt that his head was about to be squeezed, and the 84,000 thoughts were infinitely magnified in his mind, supporting his head, so that he didn't even have the strength to think, a feeling of being almost torn apart The attack almost caused the entire head to explode.

Fang Qiu gritted his teeth tightly, and there was a heavy panting sound from his mouth as he tried his best to suppress his anger. He clenched his fists tightly, and even the nails that were not long at all pierced into the palm of his hand because of the fisting movement. in the meat.

This dark space is on all sides.

Various thoughts are still appearing one after another, one after another, like eyes, as long as they are seen by him, they will rush towards him happily and enter his mind.

Fang Qiu could only close his eyes.

he knows.

If this continues, he himself will be enslaved by these endless thoughts, and he will become a swindler, so he has to close his eyes.

calm down.

Need calm down!

Feeling the swelling of the head, feeling the kind of thoughts and thoughts that are similar to long-term insomnia, completely unable to control oneself to stop.

Fang Qiu took a deep breath.

He decides.

Not escaping, nor facing it.

These thoughts magnify by themselves, so let him magnify by himself and let it ferment.

Finally, when he let out a long breath, Fang Qiu suddenly felt a feeling.

That's one of a kind.

He once clearly felt the feeling of passing.

As if accompanied by a gust of cool wind, he also took a deep breath and let it out in a long breath.

When is it?

Fang Qiu thought of it.

Where is the picture of him experiencing the solar terms of the beginning of autumn in the front twenty-four steps.

then.

Bailu just passed, Xia's

Yu Wei was still there, but a cool breeze was already blowing in the air.

He lamented that the seasons passed by too quickly, the hot summer sun did not have time to fall, and the autumn cool wind came, but the appearance of the cool wind seemed so appropriate, sweeping away all the intense heat experienced in summer, and letting the People feel extremely comfortable.

Fang Qiu recalled that scene.

I saw the withered and yellow sycamore leaves all over the sky, falling with the wind.

then.

He only knows time with emotion.

Now, when recalling the scene at that time, Fang Qiu suddenly had an epiphany.

"The fallen leaves in the autumn wind are piled up in a mess, and they will come back thousands of times when you sweep them away. Just smile and go to a leisurely place, and let them fall to the ground and turn into ashes!"

Fang Qiu smiled.

He opened his eyes.

No longer afraid of this dark space, no longer afraid of the countless pairs of eyes hidden in the dark, no longer afraid of the thoughts represented by these eyes.

Thoughts never come or go.

Let yourself live, let yourself die!

The smile on the corner of the mouth widened.

The densely packed eyes representing thoughts in the surrounding space were all closed, and the place was restored to silence again, and there was nothing.

The 84,000 thoughts in my mind also disappeared.

Everything is restored to its original state.

Blank look.

But the next moment.

Just when Fang Qiu was about to take a break.

The third level is here.

The scene in front of me again.

This is a daily work scene, with work that must be done, with things that must be done, with various conflicts, and various communications.

A blank Fangqiu blended into it, and lived a normal life.

every day.

They all insist on getting up, running, and going to work at the same time.

No matter how busy you are, there will be no half-minute hesitation.

subsequently.

Under Fang Qiu's way of living, this small world gradually experienced some changes. He got a lot of money and became a successful person, and more money continued to flow towards him, some black and some white , Some should be taken and some should not be taken. In the end, Fang Qiu only took what he deserved.

Live and live.

Fang Qiu understood.

This is a test.

The first test is to test his flesh and his compassion.

The second test is to test his mental strength and his self-support.

The third test is the habit of life, the temptation of money, women's sex, fame, food, and the degree of being too tired to move. You can lie on the bed enjoying it, but you still have to get up and work.

One scene after another.

Arrival one by one.

All kinds of temptations grew from every dirty corner, like tentacles trying to drag Fang Qiu into the darkness.

However, Fang Qiu remained unmoved.

Do what you should do, take what you should take, and don't touch any extra points!

one year.

After a year of living, without the slightest deviation, the world fell apart.

this time.

The world is not changing, it has not returned to the original world of white mist, nor has it returned to a dark and extremely silent space.

Fang Qiu still lives in this world.

but.

He is no longer a person who can live a full year, but a person who is lying on the bed and is in a state of dying.

He clearly knew that he was going to die.

He can feel the trembling of his soul, he can feel the panic and fear in his heart when facing death.

His body began to ache, thoughts filled his head began to appear, the desire in his heart grew wildly, and everything that he had spent perfectly before was all overwhelmed.

At his weakest and weakest.

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