Chapter 238: Holy Eye, the Dharma Eye that Observes the Netherworld

"Odin?"

Maybe ordinary people would think this is an illusion, but Bai Mo can be sure that it is definitely Odin.

Even if it's not Odin, it must be related to it!

"Perhaps in Odin's view, the information Chu Tianjiao left behind is fishing."

It should be said as a matter of course, but it is inevitable.

Ignoring the possible appearance of Odin, Baimo followed the middle-aged man to the negative second floor.

The stairs and corridors here are dark and slender, the air is filled with the hum of air-conditioning compressors, and old mechanical parts are piled in the corners.

"This is where Lao Chu lives. I don't know what's going on."

Listening to his words, Bai Mo asked out of curiosity: "Isn't there anyone here to check?"

"Inspection, how can we have extra manpower to check the situation here now? As long as there are no problems, we can pass it."

The middle-aged man said, stretched out his hand to align the key with the keyhole, turned off the switch, and then stopped.

"Please pay attention, if this door has not been opened for several years, rats will have made a nest in it, or there may be mold or other things, which is not good for your health."

The middle-aged man took out a tissue and covered his mouth and nose, then slowly opened the door.

Bai Mo nodded, then took a few steps back.

Unexpectedly, the air blowing towards my face was actually fresher than the air in the passage, but it smelled of dust.

What appeared in front of the two of them was a clean cabin with a double bed, a bedside table, a writing desk and a chair, and a small refrigerator. This was all Chu Tianjiao's furniture.

There are some steel wires stretched out in the corner of the room, which should be used to dry clothes, because there is still a jacket hanging on it.

There was no decoration on the concrete floor and walls. Things were neatly placed, the bedding was neatly arranged, and there were no instant noodle bowls thrown around.

"This is not something ordinary people would clean up." Bai Mo raised his camera and pointed it at this place to take pictures.

"So clean. According to what you said about Chu Tianjiao's character, he shouldn't be so 'neat'."

A sloppy middle-aged man who likes to eat braised large intestines and grilled chicken wings will be accustomed to keeping his residence very neat and tidy, and he will keep it clean for several years as if he has obsessive-compulsive disorder. Time is still more airy and comfortable than in the corridor.

Is it normal? Absolutely not normal.

Chu Tianjiao was reflected in Bai Mo's eyes.

Profile, this is Nono's skill, it can read the information around and detect the past.

For Bai Mo, the so-called profiling was not difficult.

Eyes discover information, and Baimo's memory bank is shared. Many Baimo processes problems at the same time, and then determines the answer at will.

It's like inputting a piece of data, calculating it through a formula, and getting the answer.

"So, that seems to be the case." The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, then paused and reached out to punch his palms.

Chu Tianjiao, a man who masturbates with him at a street stall, actually has such an incredible side, a bit like the style of a 007 movie.

"Do you think Lao Chu is hiding something?"

"Maybe, but...I'll check the information on my phone and ask the teacher about the situation here."

"Okay, take your time and watch." The middle-aged man looked at Bai Mo checking his cell phone with a serious look on his face, a little bored.

A few minutes passed, and after Bai Mo was still pressing the keyboard with his fingers, seemingly unable to see the end, he said, "I'm going out for a while. It's a bit depressing here."

"Okay." Bai Mo replied without raising his head and continued writing text messages.

If a middle-aged man walks up to Bai Mo, he will find that he is not looking for information or asking the teacher at all, but is reporting on the situation here.

After waiting for the middle-aged man to leave, Bai Mo closed his phone and walked to the bed to sit down.

"Chu Tianjiao, what kind of person is he?"

The soul transmits information, the spark of thought is ignited, the consciousness jumps, and the present and the past are consolidated.

The perspective of ordinary people becomes three-dimensional, and the time and space in front of them seems to begin to flow.

How big the world can be seen by one person.

The answer is the image drawn by the five senses of sight, hearing, smell, taste, and touch.

Hybrids can perceive some incredible visions through their blood. For example, Kotōrei Snake can feel the beating of electricity, Kotōrei Kamamaitachi can hear the sound of the wind, and Kotōrei Kōtomi can see a corner of the spirit.

In the eyes of dragons, the world is composed of elements, and the five elements and the real world together form the "world" they see.

But this is still one-sided, and the angle is essentially determined by oneself.

It is impossible for a dragon to see the world in the eyes of others, the world in the eyes of millions of people.

The Dragon King has such great power that he can command the elements and release taboo spirit spirits, which is no less brilliant than a nuclear bomb.

But they are a kind of living thing after all, a living existence that a single human being can understand.

There is a limit to the existence of the Dragon King, and neither Norton nor Jörmungandr can transcend the perspective of thinking of a single entity.

But a saint can do it.

The Baimo body composed of Baimo, Baidi, Huangquan, and the Dead River... the perspective he saw was directed here.

Vision, will, or everything else, is the ultimate ultimate supreme.

In a small space, using the five elements and real matter as the medium, the saint's eyes descended here.

An interesting conclusion.

The five-minute creation theory states that when a single electron moves, the universe comes into being.

Now, that's it.

Information is wonderful, and defined information is even more so.

The essence of time is nothing more than a description of the movement of matter.

Mastering the movement of matter in a certain space, knowing the content of all the movements in it, being able to calculate the next movement, surpassing the speed of thought movement, calculating and determining the future, and converging the time and space line, the so-called time is already in your hands!

Bai Mo is not completely Alaya consciousness and Gaia, an omniscient and omnipresent saint. In the kingdom, there are all living beings and spirits.

Compared with the imagined complete body, Bai Mo today is just a budding saint, weak, miserable, and endlessly doing 007 work.

But the essential difference determines what the world you see looks like, just like the difference between dragons and humans, which determines whether you can see elements.

Reality, no change, the elements are the same as always, and there is no ripple.

In another space, in the dreamland transformed by the saint's thoughts, everything here began to flow backwards.

Bai Mo looked in front of him, and his perspective was divided into two.

Half is the normal real world, and the other half is the space-time that flows backwards with the collected information. On one side is the normal self, and on the other side is the self that has jumped out of the Three Realms and is not in the Five Elements.

The self is like a person flipping through a book, and the book in his hand is all the information in this space. Words and pictures describe Chu Tianjiao's every move, as well as Odin in Nibelungen who is spying on "Bai Mo".

From the present to the past, from the past to the future, the self's hand seems to be on the string of time and space, and the slight movement of the fingers is the unfolding of one possibility after another.

Countless possibilities stretch, like bubbles with colorful light in the sun, bubbles rise, break, and disappear.

The pupils of the saints are looking here, on another layer of time and space axis that cannot be recognized, and time begins to flow backwards here.

"Simply reverse the information magnitude, the simplest formula, based on the movement of one atom to infer another atom, but the magnitude is slightly larger."

Bai Mo listened to the words of the other self and agreed with some.

Many years ago, a man without a past came to this rainy city by bus. It was a rainy night when he came... That was Chu Tianjiao, he walked alone in the rain, carrying a heavy box!

He was wearing a long black windbreaker, and autumn, fallen leaves, and wet dead leaves fell on the shoulders of the black windbreaker...

He strolled in the city late at night, sat down in front of a roadside stall selling snacks, and ordered a portion of braised large intestine.

In the dim light of the acetylene lamp, the man in the black windbreaker ate a portion of braised large intestine slowly, and the heavy box was placed at his feet.

He was an outlier in this city, and he came for a special purpose.

He knew the best cigars and the best whiskey, loved to listen to Elvis and was interested in photography. He had been to many places and had many experiences.

He was born a beast who was good at disguise. He could disguise himself as a yuppie in the United States, a libertine in Europe, and a mafia in Italy, but he came to this ordinary city in China and disguised himself as a driver who loved braised large intestine and spicy chicken wings.

He mistakenly fell in love with a woman named Su Xiaoyan, who danced very well. It was too easy for Chu Tianjiao to chase a beautiful and stupid female dancer.

They got married and had children, everything was perfect, but Chu Tianjiao knew that he could not give his wife and children a peaceful life.

He was the kind of person who licked blood on the edge of a knife, licking dragon blood, and it was difficult for him to die peacefully on a soft bed.

So he signed a divorce agreement with Su Xiaoyan, watching her take Chu Zihang away and marry another man. When the family of three went to the amusement park to watch a movie and enjoy family life, Chu Tianjiao quietly looked at the red lines and pondered the grand theme of human destiny.

"A dragon slayer..."

Bai Mo stretched out his hand to hold the umbrella and looked at Chu Tianjiao in front of him.

He sat on the bed, supporting his head with both hands, looking up at the ceiling, his eyes deep, thinking about the future.