Chapter 2 Chapter two

They followed him into the study, and saw that the instruments on Wei Jun's desk were very advanced, not like the products of the last century. Zhiyang said: "I understand, the instruments here are designed by Professor Li Meizhu for you." Shi Zhen pushed Zhiyang and complained: "At this time, you are still in the mood to joke!" Zhiyang pulled his friend to a corner and said softly: "Shizhen, this is not true, this is just a novel." Shi Zhen was taken aback, "How did I forget?" "You love your father dearly." Zhiyang blinked. "Where is he? I'm not worried."

At this time, Mr. Wei shouted at them: "What are the two of you talking about, why don't you come over?" Mrs. Wei took the tea and said, "He's old and a bit authoritarian." Mr. Wei magnified the two notes and typed them on the wall, "This is the real and fake version of Li Meizhu's handwriting." Zhiyang took a look, "Well, the fake version is very blunt, it doesn't seem to be done in one go, it seems to be pulled out and pieced together." "That's right." Zhiyang said: "The technique is poor, which stupid person did it?"

Mr. Wei sneered, "He is not stupid, but too shrewd. He wrote this letter in the most primitive way on earth." Shi Zhen's eyes widened, "Who is he?" Wei Jun sat down on the chair, "It's not him, it's her!" Zhiyang was very curious, "She is from—" "She is definitely not a female in this solar system." Zhiyang and Shizhen let out a "wow--" at the same time. Wei Jun continued: "She has shown Li Meizhu's talent, so she is suspected of kidnapping him—" Zhiyang said "Ah", "Snatch the folk man!"

Shi Zhen also said, "Where did I read this story?" Mrs. Wei made a point aside: "Wang Huhu snatched the marriage." Zhiyang didn't wake up for a while, but Shizhen smiled wryly, "No, no, my father never disguised himself as a woman." When Zhiyang heard it, when he knew he wasn't laughing, he let out a "chi" laugh. It's so funny. Professor Li Meizhu was snatched into a nest by an alien woman to get married? Shi Zhen couldn't tell whether to laugh or cry. Mrs. Wei said softly at this time: "The most important thing is to have a dignified and generous character. It doesn't matter where you are from."

Wei Jun said: "The concept of human family is indeed too deep. In the past, there were people with foreign surnames every other village, and they did not communicate with each other when they died. Alien, an octopus appears in the mind." Shi Zhen asked, "Any clues?" "There are traces left on the note." "Fingerprints?" Zhiyang said, "She may not have fingers." Shi Zhen groaned. Mr. Wei said, "That's a good speech." "Who did the good thing, and how can we rescue Professor Li Meizhu back home?" Zhiyang thought it was funny while asking. It can be seen that Professor Li still has a childlike innocence. In addition to being lonely, he devised a charming story, imagining that he was raped by an alien woman to marry him.

There is no one who knows her father, but Shi Zhen suddenly said, "Maybe, he doesn't want to go home?" Mr. Wei didn't find it ridiculous, and warned seriously: "If you don't come back now, you may never come back in the future." Shi Zhen replied: "Then we have to take a long-term view. I hope he can get along with her and they can live a happy life." Madam Wei stared at Shi Zhen, "You really put your father's happiness first?" Shi Zhen said frankly: "Since my mother passed away, he has been depressed. Of course I hope he can be happy again."

Mr. Wei praised: "Good good!" He suddenly turned to the screen, "Did you hear, Brother Li, you can come out now." Zhiyang and Shizhen were amazed, "What?" A smiling Li Meizhu appeared on the screen. Shi Zhen yelled, "Father, where are you?" Zhiyang was relatively calm, she looked at the image of Professor Li Meizhu.I just feel that he is more handsome and elegant than before. It is said that some men will show their charm when they reach middle age, and they are very correct. Li Meizhu smiled and said, "Shi Zhen, what you said is true. In the future, if father has the opportunity to choose a partner, you must respect father's wishes."

Shi Zhen blurted out, "Aren't you really missing?" The professor laughed. Shi Zhen is angry. "Are you kidding us?" At this moment, even Mr. Wei and Mrs. Wei laughed. Shi Zhen paused, "Tricking us like this!" At this moment, the dream woke up. Shizhen and Zhiyang still hold hands tightly, and the dream of Shicai is still vivid in his mind. Zhiyang had many questions, but because Shizhen's father was involved, she couldn't ask for a while. She sorted out the questions in her mind, and then said, "The professor almost expected that we would steal this instrument."

Shi Zhen was taken aback, then slapped the table, "Sun Wukong can't jump out of Wuzhi Mountain." "Also, this time we didn't specify which story to choose." Shi Zhen said, "What a coincidence." "Is the professor planning to remarry?" "I haven't heard him say that." "Shizhen, I think you should contact the professor." "You're right, I'm a little hung up on him, too." The two left the laboratory and went to the residence to communicate with the professor. The phone was connected, and Professor Li Meizhu appeared on the screen.

Shi Zhen said, "Father, I miss you." "I'm not a child anymore," the professor smiled, "I'm fine, don't worry about it." "Father, are you safe?" "Of course it's safe. Why do you ask such a question?" Shi Zhen hesitated, "You have been away from home for a while." At this time, Professor Li Meizhu noticed something, "Shizhen, who is standing behind you?" Zhiyang quickly stood up so that the other party could see her clearly, "Professor Li, I am Shi Zhen's friend Lin Zhiyang." Professor Li chuckled, "Of course, Zhiyang, you are a regular guest of our family."

Zhiyang was shy, "I often come to bother you." "No," Professor Li sighed, "Zhiyang, you are always welcome." Zhiyang laughed out loud. But Shizhen still has doubts, is this really her father, or is it a video clip he arranged in advance? She decided to ask her father two questions that could not be prepared in advance, nor could others pretend to answer them. "Dad, what was my favorite food when I was young?" Professor Li looked at his daughter, "Finger." He answered correctly. "What clothes is Zhiyang wearing?" "White shirt and white trousers." Shi Zhen nodded. "Time is tight, I can't say more, goodbye." The two girls breathed a sigh of relief. Zhiyang smiled, "Look at you, Shizhen, you look suspiciously suspicious." Shi Zhen sighed, "These days, it's almost impossible to tell the truth from the fake." "Wouldn't that be better? True or false doesn't really bother people. It's just that once we figure it out, we'll just care about it. If we pretend to live forever, we're guaranteed to be fine." "You are right, Zhiyang. People should pretend to be confused about many things." Zhiyang sang, "No wonder the old people always say, let's just get by and don't worry about the rest." Shi Zhen patted her on the shoulder, "I just hope you can make the unsatisfactory things happen." They say goodbye. On the way home, Zhiyang only felt that the air was dirty and hot, and the traffic was congested, and her heart became restless again. She is nostalgic for the dreams designed by Professor Li. It is best to travel from one dream to another, and never return to the real world. No wonder people who used to take narcotics call the state of ecstasy a journey, and Zhiyang believes that she has found the ideal place to travel. Shizhen and Shizhen live a life, so you don't have to drag her along when you travel, and Zhiyang doesn't mind traveling alone. The machine is so easy to operate that a three-year-old child can use it, but the first condition of the most advanced things is simplicity. All you need is the key to open the machine in Shi Zhen's hand. And Zhiyang noticed that the key was just randomly placed in the third drawer on the right. All the equipment in the Li residence is only used to guard against gentlemen, Zhiyang cooed, "I'm a villain." Early the next morning, Zhiyang kept an eye on the time, guessing that Shizhen had already gone to work, so he secretly set off to Li's house, parked the car in a relatively secluded place, went up to the gate and rang the bell. The electronic butler device asks, "Which one?" "Lin Zhiyang, a close friend of the Li family." Checking the records on the electronic device, "Miss Lin, you just came here yesterday." "Yes, please open the door." No bad records could be found on the electronic equipment, "However, the master didn't ask me to treat you today." Zhiyang deliberately bullied the housekeeper, "Your master is confused." "Maybe, but I'm only going by the record." "So, a machine is just a machine, dial and move, and never know how to turn and play by ear." The electronic observer was silent for a while, Zhiyang thought it was hopeless, and was about to leave when he heard it say: "The machine is not stupid." Zhiyang was overjoyed, he couldn't hold his breath, and adjusted the computer to know how to think, and at the same time, this bad side effect would occur. "I did not say anything?" "Miss Lin, I'm a errand, so I have to slow down the guests." Hey, it's useless to complain about big talents. "Miss Lin, I know it's okay to invite you in. You have been Shi Zhen's classmate and friend since childhood." Zhiyang pretended to be curious, "Can you make an exception without the master's order?" It was brave, "Of course." "Is the code to open the door unlocked?" It proudly replied: "The master gave me this little freedom, the master trusts me." Zhiyang smiled. Suddenly, a "pop" was heard, and the door opened. Zhiyang shook his head. When he saw Shizhen, he must persuade her to change this instrument. No matter if it is a human or a computer, it is most forbidden to be smart and make up your own mind. She walked gently into Li's house. The door closes. Of course Zhiyang knows the way. She went straight to the laboratory, opened the door, walked to the desk, opened the drawer, saw the key, and was just about to reach for it when she heard someone behind her say: "Tsk tsk tsk, Zhiyang." That was Shi Zhen. Zhiyang retracted his hands, blushed, sat down on the sofa, and covered his face with his hands. Shizhen scolded her: "You want to leave me alone and enter the dreamland?" "I don't want to hurt you, you have a job, you have your life, why bother to dream with me?" Shi Zhen sighed, "Li Shizhen and Lin Zhiyang always advance and retreat together." "You're not broken in love." Shi Zhen laughed, "You still miss that guy?" "People never forget their setbacks." Shi Zhen shook her head. Zhiyang suddenly came to his senses, "You and the machine are here to make fun of me, right?" Shi Zhen laughed, "Zhiyang, none of the machines my father designed is simple." "Why don't you go to work today?" "I know thieves are coming." "Don't waste your life for me." "My life is also lacking in good things." "It's not because of my bad influence that there are such complaints." "You want to influence me." "Then, let's go play together." "Where are you going today?" "Listen to Professor Li's arrangement." "Who's going to push the button?" Zhiyang sighed, "Does this look like fate? In fact, everything has been arranged, but we thought there was an autonomous button control." "Hey, have you finished your emotional associations?" Zhiyang bowed his head and pondered. Shi Zhen reached for the button. No matter what the dream is, Zhiyang doesn't mind, she likes dreaming too much. They saw courts, terraces and pavilions, girls in brocade clothes coming and going, the garden was full of flowers, and cats were fighting under the corridor. Zhiyang Daqi, "Where is this?" Shizhen shook her head, "A prosperous and beautiful place." Zhiyang secretly admires that Shizhen seems to know where she is already, so she really can't do without traveling. Shi Zhen took Zhiyang to the depths of the garden. Zhiyang asked, "Who are we going to see?" Shi Zhen replied: "I don't know, there are hundreds of girls living in this garden, I don't know who I will meet." "Is there a book like that, with the lives of hundreds of women?" Shi Zhen was annoyed, "It's bad enough to read when you're bored, you don't read at all." The garden got deeper and deeper, it was clearly spring, the air was filled with the fragrance of flowers, which made people feel extremely happy. There are delicate birdcages hanging on the branches, and the starlings are locked inside. When they see anyone, they call: "The honored guest is here, the honored guest is here." Seeing that he entered the house with red walls and green tiles, Zhiyang raised his voice and asked, "Is anyone there?" Even Shizhen couldn't guess who lived here, "It seems that the person has moved away." "Wait." There was crying. "Who's sad?" I couldn't tell whether it was male or female, old or young, but the deep sadness in the cry was so sincere that the cry was distorted, moaning like a wounded beast. Zhiyang immediately said: "This person must have lost his beloved." Shi Zhen's face was heavy, "Let me see which one it is." She reached out and opened a magenta soft brocade curtain. There are only a few simple pieces of furniture left in the room, and a young man is seen mourning and weeping on a couch for the imperial concubine. Hearing the sound of footsteps, he was startled, turned around quickly, wiped away his tears, and stared at Zhiyang and Shizhen. I saw a look of disdain on Shi Zhen's face, "It's you!" The young man had a handsome appearance, but there was a look of frivolity in the corners of his brows and eyes, Zhiyang couldn't express his disgust when he saw him. Seeing the stranger, his sadness suddenly diminished, he stared at the two girls, and suddenly asked: "Who are you? Why are you dressed like this? Are you male or female?" Shi Zhen pulled Zhiyang up, and said angrily: "Hundreds of people, but they happened to meet him, let's go." The man bowed, "Two sisters, what do you want me to do, please tell me." Zhiyang looked at him, "You will be humble." Shi Zhen said: "This is his usual method, he is good at it, don't pay attention to him." Zhiyang suddenly shouted, "I know who you are now, you are Jia Baoyu!" When the man heard this, he was dejected, "You all only have Baoyu in your heart." Shizhen got angry, "No, no, he's not Jia Baoyu, he's even more obscene." The man protested, "Hey!" Then he sat down and rested his head on his hands, as if he didn't want to argue. Zhiyang was so curious, "Who the hell are you?" Shi Zhen sneered, "You don't know him? He's famous——" The man waved his hand, "My name is Jia Lian." Now even Zhiyang was disappointed, "How could it be him!" Jia Lian was angry, "I'm a stranger to two strangers. I don't know how to make you hate me?" Zhiyang slapped his nose with his hands, "Notoriety spreads far and wide." Jia Lian never thought that a young woman would reprimand him so harshly, so she couldn't help being stunned. On the one hand, sad things came to her heart, and she was even more listless. Shi Zhen made a sarcasm: "Why are you crying this time? It's a good thing to bring a person into the garden, and within a year, he will be punished to death..." Jia Lian's heart was cut like a knife, "No, no, don't mention it any more." Zhiyang pointed out, "Who, who killed who, how could such a thing happen?" Shi Zhen simply sat down, "Zhiyang, in their feudal era, the cannibalistic etiquette and indifferent human feelings made it so strange to die a weak woman." "Why didn't the woman run away?" "Where are you fleeing to?" "No matter where you have porridge to eat, food to eat, and part-time jobs, you can definitely survive." Shi Zhen sneered again, "No, no, it's been a long time since a woman left her mother's house and then got her husband's house. It's unique to go on the road alone." "Then," Zhi Yang swallowed his saliva, "women don't depend on other people's pity to support them?" "Yeah, that's why I call myself Nujia, Qingqing..." Then Jia Lian couldn't bear it anymore, "Who are you two?" Zhiyang hated him, so he called out to him like a dog: "None of your business, people like you deserve to ask my name!" Jia Lian said angrily, "It's unreasonable for you to haunt my house but disrespect your master." Zhiyang smiled, "That makes sense, who cares, let's go." Shi Zhen also laughed, "Really, in a place like theirs, even if Jinyi has delicious food, it's better to stay outside and walk around." "Who are you?" Shizhen got angry, "You should mourn that poor man well." When Jia Lian heard this, he fell down on the chair and couldn't make a sound. Zhiyang put his arm around Shizhen's shoulder, laughed and left. Shi Zhen said, "I'm so happy. I've hated that man for a while, and I've given him a good beating today. It's all right." "He's that kind of person, what's the pain, but he treats us as lunatics, and turns around as if nothing happened." Shi Zhen pondered, "He seems to be really sad this time, I hope he will change his style." The two were about to leave the land of right and wrong, when suddenly someone behind them called: "Sister, sister." Zhiyang asked herself that she was young, and had never been called elder sister before. For some reason, in this garden today, everyone called her elder sister, presumably it was a respectful title and had no other meaning. Zhiyang and Shizhen turned their heads, and saw a young and beautiful woman chasing after her, wearing a green lotus-colored pleated dress, with emerald jewels on her head, she didn't look like a maid, but she didn't look like a young lady either. , She clasped her hands together and bowed, "Sister, stop." Zhiyang tugged at Shizhen's sleeve, "This story is not good, I don't like to comeo in such a plot, let's go." Shi Zhen felt the same way, turned around and left. Unexpectedly, the woman Yu had already stopped in front of them, and said with a smile: "I just want to have a few words with my sisters." Zhiyang looked at her carefully, "You tell me." Seeing her gentle and polite, he couldn't help feeling a little fond of her. The woman's expression was solemn, "I just heard you talking, it seems that if you can go out, you can eat porridge, eat porridge, and work part-time, and you can still survive." Shizhen looked at her for a long time before answering: "We are talking about a different kind of woman from another time." The woman first swept the petals on the stone bench with her sleeves, then pulled the two of them to sit down, and introduced herself: "My name is Ping'er." Shi Zhen nodded her head, "You are just now Na Lian's second master's... friend." Na Ping'er let out a "chi" laugh, and covered her face with her hands, looking infinitely charming. Then she let out a long sigh, "Sister spoke of my identity really well, no, no, I used to be Lian's second grandma's personal servant girl in her family's palace, when second grandma married to Jia's mansion, I accompanied her as a dowry—" Zhiyang asked at this time: "What is dowry? Does Jia's house have no housekeepers?" Shi Zhen let out a sigh of relief, "The dowry maid is also part of the dowry." Zhiyang turned pale with shock, "Human, how can you send it around like goods?" Shi Zhen replied: "At that time, many actions that were not in line with human rights were feasible." Ping'er continued sadly: "At that time, there were four people who were married as dowries." "What about the rest of the girls?" "Deadly, scattered, I am the only one left here." Zhiyang analyzed her fate: "You were sold into the palace since you were young, and then you came to Jia's house. Looking at your clothes, you seem to have a high status. Have you been promoted to housekeeper?" Ping'er smiled wryly and lowered his head, "No, I'm still a maid." At this moment, Shi Zhen winked at Chao Zhiyang. Zhiyang immediately realized that Ping'er's identity might be a bit ambiguous. She said again: "The two sisters are neither monks nor vulgar, and their words are full of mysteries. I hope my sister can give me some pointers. I really want to get out of here. Please give me some advice." She bowed to them. Shi Zhenai couldn't help, she couldn't help feeling sad, "Now is not the time, you still have to suffer in this garden." Ping'er felt sad and shed tears, "When will my daughter stop crying?" Zhiyang smiled and looked into the distance, "Girls will always cry, no matter after three hundred years or five hundred years, they will still cry for unworthy people and things." Ping'er wiped away her tears and asked in surprise, "Is this true?" Shi Zhen nodded, "There is no lie." Ping'er stared at them: "Where did you two come from, and where are you going?" Zhiyang didn't know how to answer. But Shi Zhen answered very cleverly: "The secret of heaven must not be revealed." "My fate—" Ping'er was extremely worried. "Don't worry," Shi Zhen comforted her, "Your kindness will bring you good luck." Her tone was like that of a fortune-telling gypsy, "You are different from that miserable second sister." Ping'er lowered his head and wept, "When I think of what will happen to my second sister, I feel terrified." Zhiyang asked rashly: "Who is the second sister?" Shi Zhen glared at her, "I don't usually read, but now I'm asking around. That second sister is the one Jia Lian was mourning for just now." Zhiyang asked: "I don't even have a name, so I'm called Second Sister?" Shizhen smiled wryly, "Ask Pinger, do you know what her last name is?" Ping'er shook his head. Zhiyang felt his scalp go numb, "I don't like this book, I don't want to stay here, I can't bear to see these cute and amiable girls die in this ghost place for nothing, Shizhen, let's go." Shi Zhen said to Na Ping'er, "We're leaving." Ping'er said urgently, "Sister, please leave me a farewell message." Shi Zhen was at a loss for words, so he could only comfort and say: "Remember, after darkness comes dawn, bear with it for a while." Na Ping'er was very pleased with such clichés, and bowed to Shi Zhen, "Thank you both." Zhiyang quickly pulled Shizhen up and left. She didn't dare to look back, fearing that one more look would increase her sadness. Zhiyang asked Shizhen: "What will happen to Ping'er?" "I don't know." Shi Zhen said sadly. Zhi Yangqi asked, "Didn't you read the book?" "The last forty chapters are lost." Zhiyang nodded, "That's good, so as not to make people sad." Shi Zhen raised her head, "You're right, the fate of women at that time was really sad." Zhiyang said: "In the past one or two hundred years, we have really won a lot." Shi Zhen laughed, "Rights and responsibilities come together and crush people to death." Zhiyang had an epiphany, "No matter what, you shouldn't blame others." Shi Zhen hit the snake with a stick, "Yes, especially for those unworthy people and things." "Who, you mean—" Suddenly he couldn't remember the name of that person. Zhiyang was shocked, she thought that the person's surname and first name would be engraved in her heart like a brand, and she would never forget it for a lifetime, but now, she couldn't call it out, Zhiyang was greatly surprised by this strange misfortune. Oh yes, in the dream, the pain of reality will gradually fade away. "That person's name is—that person's surname seems to be Zeng." Shi Zhen smiled happily, "It's fine if you don't remember." Really, there is no way to forget it. Since I have forgotten everything, it is better to erase it. "Let's go forward." "When you come out these days, are you hungry or tired?" Zhiyang replied: "It's strange, I don't think so, it's like being a fairy." "Then let's keep going." Zhiyang said: "Shizhen, I admire your father more and more, and designed this labyrinth of dreams for us to visit and entertain." "However, I believe you have also noticed that after staying here for a long time, it seems that you don't want to return to reality." "It is human nature to indulge in pleasure." "I believe that dreaming is the happiest." "Besides, you and I have always been able to talk. It's a joy to travel hand in hand." Shi Zhen pointed to the front, "Look." As soon as Zhiyang raised his head, he found that the scenery had completely changed. It was spring in the south of the Yangtze River, but it was clearly winter in the north.But seeing the lofty mountains, the other side of the cliff is the abyss, the eagle rides the wind and spins hoarsely, flying in the air with the strong wind, there is snow on the top of the mountain, the sky is dark, Zhiyang suddenly feels raindrops floating on his face, he stops his eyes At first glance, it was Xuesi. Zhiyang hurriedly asked Shizhen, "How did you come here, but you got lost, it's scary." "Don't be afraid, are you cold?" "I don't feel cold, which is great." At this moment, Shi Zhen whispered, "There is someone." "Where?" Zhiyang didn't see it. "Above the cliff." Zhiyang stopped and looked, there was someone, but he didn't notice it just now, because the man was thin and wearing a gray-purple robe of the same color as the rock, with fluttering sleeves, looking from a distance, it looked like a cloud shaking in the wind. "Oh, like a fairy." Shi Zhen replied: "Yes, even the back is so elegant and handsome, I don't know who it is." The two unknowingly took a step forward. The mountain road was rough and not easy to walk, Zhiyang and Shizhen clasped hands tightly and struggled up the mountain. The man listened to all directions, turned around suddenly, and said in a deep voice, "Who!" As soon as Zhiyang raised his head and met the man's face, he was stunned for a moment. He was about 20 years old with sword eyebrows and stars. He is also a sad person. Compared with Na Lian's second master, one is a cloud and the other is a mud. Eager to know his story, Zhiyang takes a step forward. At this time, Shizhen suddenly let out a "hey". Zhiyang also noticed it, and saw that the man's right sleeve was empty, obviously a one-armed man. Although Zhiyang is usually lazy to read books, she still knows the name of this one-armed man, and blurted out: "You are Yang—" Feeling rude, she abruptly changed it to "Brother Yang." The man surnamed Yang nodded to them, "The two are—" "My name is Lin Zhiyang, and she is Li Shizhen." Zhiyang took a step forward, Brother Yang looked at it and said in surprise: "You two don't know martial arts, how did you get here?" Zhiyang smiled, they can’t come, they can go anywhere, any corner of the universe can’t trouble them, a bundle of thoughts, colorless and formless, not afraid of cold and hunger, nor cynicism. Shi Zhen bowed slightly, "Brother Yang, I have heard about you for a long time, and you are like a thunderbolt. You have always been the person I admire the most. It is really a blessing to meet you today." Brother Yang smiled, "Don't dare, please go to the house and have a glass of water and wine." His home is just a thatched hut, but it is also warm. Animal skins are hung on the dirt walls to block the seamless cold wind. He took out a jar of wine and three wine glasses, filled them up, and served them first as a respect. Shi Zhen muttered, "I don't know how to drink." But he was very gentle, "It doesn't matter if you don't know how to drink."