Chapter 4 Wall

Chapter 4 Wall

Chapter 4 Wall

Inside the church, sunlight shines in from the surrounding bright windows, casting a hazy glow on the murals.

The benches under the podium were almost full of people, leaving only a few sparse gaps.

There were many people, but no one was making any noise.

Everyone is either meditating with their eyes closed, or looking ahead and waiting for the priest to appear. Whether they are dock workers in ragged clothes or elegant people in suits and leather shoes, they are sitting in the same church at this moment, with the same tranquility and solemnity. .

Lin Xianhe walked along the middle aisle, looking for a seat that could accommodate two people.

Bit.

Look left and right.

He found that the people waiting for worship here were not only of different classes and ages, but also of various nationalities, coming from all continents.

An Italian man whose features are immediately recognizable; an Irish woman who is clearly dressed more modestly;

There are also many people with Asian appearance, but they don’t look like people from the Dragon Kingdom;

Through the meditation just now, Lin Xian formulated an eight-step plan for this time and space journey in 1952.

When I participated in the "World Guest Competition" in 2023, Brooke and I also stayed at the Aman Hotel in Manhattan.

Trance.

I squeezed through from behind and walked in a roundabout way toward the priest who was bathing in the sun behind him.

go.

"Amen."

At that time, I was very impressed and disdainful.

I found that I also looked up at the small skyscrapers on the other side of the river with yearning eyes, moving towards

It’s to open your eyes:

I pursed my lips.

So, time returns to the individual for now. Feel…

Lin Xian narrowed his eyes, his eyes clumsy. Poor child, poor otter”

"You are not guilty. In order to keep out the cold and fill your stomach, you brutally killed several otters. They are living creatures. You should treat them like that, and you should eat them to satisfy your hunger and wear their skins under your body. "

[The so-called dry-year-old boy is the same boy reincarnated dozens of times: or... are dozens of the same boys shouldering the same fate and looking exactly the same? 】

Lin Xian blinked.

"The center of the world, Manhattan."

Naturally, this is near the dock, and of course black people are indispensable for manual labor. Lin Xian thought for a few seconds before he knew how to explain it appropriately: It's really hard to imagine.

In 2023, Brooke and I stood under a low-rise building in Manhattan, overlooking Zhang Yuqianlin and the river

"Does he hate Manhattan?"

Whether it’s Chu Anqing, Brooke, or 2624, in fact, you are really

Are they all the Zhang Yuqianlin boy from 1952?

Um.

"[Zhang Yuqian Lin Xiaoqiao], that is probably the most famous bridge in the world." Congratulations.

The opening part of the worship service has begun.

At this point, a broken worship process begins. Believers have no doubts, no forgiveness, or no other ideas in their hearts, so they cannot communicate with the priest.

Of course Lin Xian didn't believe it, he could only say it was too simple.

Around us and behind our eyes, we can see the dilapidated and dilapidated bungalow buildings. Everywhere is dirty, wet and smelly. You looked at Lin Xian and said seriously: Could it be.

600 years ago, although they were equally evil-minded and difficult to get along with, this was during

Before the two of you...after that, the impression outside Jie Chao's eyes has always been that of killing...

He is decisive, indifferent and approachable.

Although I sometimes speak out loud, in reality, I mean a soft-spoken person.

Even if he is facing a "newspaper thief" with "bad records" like himself, he is still willing to lend a helping hand and bring his devout self to the church to add food. "you you"

"On such a hot day, if I wear such thin clothes, I will freeze to death in the winter; hey, how can I be as pitiful as the otter family? I will be swallowed up by the sinful winter."

When it was put into use in 1883, it was the longest suspension bridge in the world and the first small bridge built of steel in the world. When it was completed, it was considered the fourth minor miracle after the ancient minor wonders of the world until hundreds of years ago. , still standing or falling. The priest closed his eyes. before the service begins.

That small bridge does not have a long history. then.

Next to him, another wealthy man wearing a white gauze came up and wrapped a scarf around Lin Xian's neck:

The growling of my stomach promptly prevented me from understanding the offline value of the lower level, and warned me that people must have a high head on the eaves, those who understand current affairs are heroes, and materialistic things are "food" things.

Return the bowl to the church. "Amen."

at this time.

For a moment:

It was the tallest building in the world at that time, and that record was held from 1931 to 1972.

Lin Xian was naturally embarrassed to speak, so he followed behind silently and found a place to lean against.

Sit down on the side.

Lin Xian watched as he clasped his hands together behind his chest, closed his eyes, and finished his serious work.

pray…

Jie Chao sighed.

All of that will eventually be forged by Shi Qu’s hard work and hands. "What does that mean? What's the abbreviation of the word?" Then the idea will be clear. "Bad Shen."

These believers in suits and bright clothes left directly, leaving the homeless people and dock workers in ragged clothes to queue up for free breakfast. I said emphatically.

"It is also the wall of the past that you will always cross."

Brooke and I also saw the Empire State Building, and pointed out the Rockefeller Building and the Hudson River to Brooke.

You guessed it, it would be another 20 years before there would be a building lower than the Empire State Building in the world.

Before the celebration party, the two of us stood on the observation deck on the top floor of the Aman Hotel, overlooking the entire Manhattan.

At that time, a gentleman in a suit and leather shoes came down and saluted Lin Xian:

Lin Xian was also interested and ended up mentally planning the next "Zhang Yuqian Lin Project".

I closed the Bible under the podium, led the believers on the podium to stand up together, and prayed in front of me. I put my right hand behind my chest, and put the seven fingers of my left hand together, and then moved forward on my forehead, back chest, right shoulder, and left shoulder. Clicked and said in a deep voice:

Jie Chao looks thin and obviously lacks nutrition, which is good.

In countless bad Hollywood movies, Zhang Yuqian and Lin Xiaoqiao are a veteran actor who is always bombed, sometimes hit, and sometimes used as a backdrop for drag racing...

Lin Xian turned his head.

If you really pray, there will be no use for this low-spirited virus to break out, for you to leave Yingjun and Yu Xi, and for the world-destroying white light to be stopped by Jesus with one hand.

Put your left hand under Lin Xian's shoulder:

Come quickly.

Head higher.

Group prayer also began, retreating to the boring part of the priest reading the Bible and preaching.

When I was relying on my acting skills to lip-sync, I turned my head and glanced at the person beside me.

Just when he arrived at Jie Chao Qinglin's seventh birthday, the equipment under his body had been upgraded, from the most advanced "Otter Suit" to the "Church Suit" that could not at best protect against the cold.

Finally, I came within one step of the priest. Except...free corn chowder and bread. not to mention.

Although the style is very old and the fabric is very smooth, it is thick and warm enough. You will feel warm immediately before you put it on.

The surroundings became very noisy, and everyone looked in that direction. Especially the wealthy believers in the back row looked at Lin Xian's attire from top to bottom, and expressed the same level of exclamation.

You are just the same on the outside, but all of you are actually the same.

A person is similar to the small-faced cat and Wu Wen offline in the same world, except that his name is

In the same way, you are essentially the same person. Lin Xian blinked.

On the other hand, look at the man in front of you from 1952.

But now

Really thought of it.

"Look, did I lie? The clothes underneath me are really made of otter skin. It's so pitiful that the child doesn't even have any of the clothes you gave me."

"But let's go."

Although I know too much, I still remember that knowledge point.

Didn't wait a few minutes. Jie Chao said loudly:

Lin Xian followed the priest's guidance and prayed in his heart for the otter...

That kind of huge contrast made Lin Xian recall the seventh dream, was it useless to pray?

Looking back now, after knowing and coming into contact with the first generation of stakes, Lin Xian saw both

After understanding the quality of ultra-high definition and seeing the shadow of ultra-high definition, I became more and more inclined to

on the first guess.

It is 381 meters high and has a total of 102 floors. It was a very cyberpunk experience.

Jie Chao looked at the longing eyes and asked:

Because, no matter what kind of speculation it is, there is actually no way to confirm or perjure it.

Since everyone is so quiet. "not now."

"But, you really had no choice at that time, no one could help you, and you prayed to the Lord, but you didn't get a response from the Lord. So, with no choice, you could only attack this hateful family of otters, bloody... Blood is splattered all over your body, and at this moment you feel like you are possessed by the devil Satan." Close your eyes.

Jie Chaohe was eating bread under the wooden box at the dock, as he said later,

Tear off half of your bread and hand it to Lin Xian. that's it.

Yes, it is an illusion. Take a deep breath.

Manhattan.

After watching Chu Anqing’s video tape that was exactly the same as Brooke’s, I personally traveled back to 19

In 1952, when Zhang Yuqianlin saw the first-generation pile, Lin Xian could not help but think about it one by one.

At most I found the thousand-year-old pile, investigated some clues, and temporarily lost the direction of my investigation.

"Thanks."

It’s a long road…

And it is definitely the seventh possibility:

Now in 1952, isn’t this small building of the Aman Hotel still standing in Manhattan?

Looking at the half of the hard bread soaked in the corn soup, a few bubbles appeared. "Come, pray for these otters in heaven together and bless them together." "Father, you want to seek forgiveness and ask the Lord to forgive your sins. You apologize to these otters. This is what you should do... ...you should...you should"

"yyds?"

In the lecture hall, Lin Xian was wrapped in cotton clothes and stood beside him:

I forbid you to jump left and right.

It is the most prosperous city and the most prosperous area in the United States. It has the richest economy, the most luxurious life, and the smallest and tallest skyscrapers.

Lin Xian turned around and made a slow shushing gesture, asking you to stay calm.

Be still and watch yourself perform.

I covered my face and said I was going up. Of course I can sing hymns.

It must be said that before the piling turned into blue stardust in 1952, every person who went forward

The Thousand Years Boy is the same as Chu Anqing and Brooke in reality. It’s just that you lose your memory time and time again and live again in the same era. Naturally, I can’t get into that link.

With that said, he pushed half of the bread out of Lin Xian's corn soup:

Keep your head down and eat.

Take a deep breath. "Does he want to go to Manhattan?"

The two continued to sit under the dilapidated wooden box on the dilapidated pier, doing whatever they wanted to do, and looking at the skyscrapers in Manhattan on the other side of the river in the distance.

"Those who have returned from the lost way can obtain the Lord's salvation; those who are tormented by the shadows of the past will have to wait for the child. You will provide him with cotton clothes to survive the winter."

The small building where the Aman Hotel is located is probably not a hundred years old, but it is only 23 floors low. It is located at the Zhang Yuqianlin Pier. It should be visible from the view, and it will be blocked by the many low buildings.

"This is the most prosperous and beautiful place in the whole world. Before the lights come on at night, it is even more beautiful and beautiful. It is the center of the world."

"Isn't that the [center of the world]?"

Such prosperity and grandeur are actually only separated by a river from the Zhang Yuqianlin slum where we are now.

Lin Xian waved his hand:

He also listened very carefully, nodding his head from time to time.

"It's used, it's used. The bread itself is small, so he should eat it by himself. Just eat it and put it on the bed."

As a hesitant materialist warrior.

This means that the original pile in 1952 = Chu Anqing = Brooke = disappeared in the middle

The dry year of pile boy = 2624 years.

A bowl of corn soup and a piece of thick bread for each person.

The bread was less heavy than I expected. It was more like gnocchi than bread.

At first, Lin Xian hesitated to think that he and Brooke were the same person.

Because the gap between the two in all aspects is indeed very small, Lin Xian even took advantage of Brooke's considerate nature.

I meant to diss.

It all depends on human effort.

At that time, there were no low-level suits waiting for you?

All for the worse.

It should be there.

At that time, I stood under the scattered roofs of the old Donghai Village and looked back. When I saw the neon lights of the new Donghai City in the distance, I didn't feel like I was in another world.

That was the first part of the worship ceremony, which meant that Lin Xian's meal trip was officially over.

The voice came from in front of me.

But just a few steps away, the skyline of Manhattan is visible in the distance. "Amen."

Suddenly.

Lin Xian nodded.

The pastor led the choir, walked down from the podium, and led the believers present to sing the "Hymn" in a low voice.

There are too many samples, and I haven’t thought deeply about it.

"Thank you vv for giving you special training in bad Hollywood acting skills when you regressed. It really helped you learn how to act.

Recruitment will benefit you for life. "

"oh oh."

It’s about knowing how to treat you. Continue to think about the conjecture just now. "Stop being so harsh."

What follows is not prayer and meditation; that is the main part of the believer's communion with God, first individual free prayer and then corporate prayer. "Kid, put on your scarf, don't freeze." I really know.

"certainly."

Lin Xian opened his eyes and glanced at the boy next to him.

After that, I only had contact with two young people, Brooke, and those two people who had sexual intercourse with each other.

The gap is so small that Jie Chao has never considered the deeper issues related to Qiannian Zhuang.

Jie Chao turned around, faced the church window glass, and checked his new suits one by one [teaching

Will suit].

1. After turning into a dry pile and dissipating, I will always stay by your side and witness with my own eyes.

The reason and process of you becoming a dry-year pile; find out the truth, draw conclusions, and deduce the clues to save the fate of the dry-year pile and rescue Brooke. "He is such a small person, how can he eat with such a small amount? Stop talking nonsense."

"Sir, if you mind, please put on your leather shoes. You don't have another pair of leather shoes under the car. You just want to do your meager contribution."

As luck would have it, on the other side of the Hudson River is where Zhang Yu and I are now.

Qianlin.

You can come.

I had already observed the terrain and situation, and was ready to let the otter skin suit under me play its due value.

To ensure that the task is completed. The same goes for all the believers on stage.

"He saw that his shoes were gone, his clothes were gone, and he didn't even have a scarf. He would return it later.

There will be no free corn soup and bread, jesus yyds. "

However…

Follow along.

but.

I don’t know how many of you here come here for the free breakfast.

In other words, only Lin Xian himself, because everyone else has a pious heart.

He pretended to think and replied:

The bad thing is that I heard that melody later, and now I open my small mouth to make sounds and perform with an intoxicated expression.

As we spend more time together and experience less things together, it becomes more and more common.

Yes, I did find some similarities to Brooke's Ni Duan. During the priest's sermon, you can send it as you please.

"For doubting you, the Lord will forgive his sins. These otters who died under his hands will also receive the Lord's grace in heaven and forgive the price for killing us.

instantly.

"Have you seen this small bridge connecting Zhang Yuqianlin and Manhattan? "There must be a reasonable and unclear plan.

He smiled and shook his head:

The last two rows, closest to the podium and the priest's position, are filled with lower-class visitors; our temperament and clothing reveal nobility and luxury, and our eyes when praying are more pious than those of the workers in front. Yes.

"Cool."

From this point of view, that person’s background is the same as Brooke’s: simple, serious,

Cold-hearted and vicious.

At that moment, there was a confrontation across time and space. The priest looked at Lin Xian, pushed up his glasses, and showed loving eyes:

Following the movements, the whole church was in chaos, and Lin Xian followed suit: "Child, what happened."

3. Through the information obtained in the last two steps of the plan, understand the source of the strange events in 1952, try to find out the connection, and see if it is related to the white light that destroyed the world in 2624.

It doesn't matter, crack the secret of the complete dreams of Chaoqing, Brooke, and eight people.

dense.

"What is he going to do?"

I also imitated the gesture and put my hands together.

The believers who were watching were either dumbfounded, covering their mouths in shock, or wiping their eyes in mourning for the Shui Lan family, and they were talking about:

This means that ≠Jie Chaoqing≠Chu Anqing≠any young boy has no

Apart from the fact that they look the same, there is no relationship between the two boys.

pity.

"Child, he was right. It's you who are wrong. It's you who didn't answer his prayers in time. It's you who... came too late."

Turning around, he pointed at the nearby super bridge across the Hudson River.

All around, the singing of "Hymn" fell.

I hope everything goes well and that I can return to 2234 with a full load.

"Oh, your Majesty, I even wear shoes. He looked at my feet and they were so white. It was hard to imagine how far I had walked barefoot."

Before the pile-driving boy of the Qian Dynasty, he did not completely disappear and die, but re-existed; every time

The young boys just look the same, or they look the same because of some mysterious power... and they are very hard.

There is no opportunity to upgrade equipment in the previous sequel.

"Everyone who lives in Zhang Yuqianlin dreams of going to Manhattan." There is not much difference between the two statements.

If something happens, just leave the venue without order, or go to the door to get free breakfast. No one spoke.

Then he repeated the actions of clicking on his forehead, chest, right and left shoulders: 2. Before driving the first millennium pile in history, the investigation target was finally transferred to Einstein, and Albert was verified. ·Does Einstein himself have nothing to do with the Genius Club? Is he the president of the Genius Club? How does he have the ability to see the future 0r false future?

I saw that the singing of "Hymn" was more serious, and the eyes were full of pious gratitude.

Like a college student who tries his best to answer the teacher's questions in a college class.

"After that, it's not the time to show off your acting skills."

In 1952, I was with Zhang Yuqianlin at the Pier looking up at the small town in Manhattan.

Xia.

Whether the Jie Chao Qinglin boy behind him is a Qiannian Zhuang, whether he can become a Qiannian Zhuang, and how he can become a Qiannian Zhuang has yet to be verified.

Without the "kite string" under my head, I don't have enough sense of danger. I'm afraid that if I stay in Jiechaoqinglin for a short period of time, everything will be blurred.

Those are all illusions. No one or anything will become merciful because of devout prayers.

Mr. Otter, I wish them America in their last life. "Forehead"

His expression instantly became heartbroken, heartbroken, and about to cry. He raised his head lightly and said in pious English:

Of course, that has nothing to do with your experience and the environment in which you grew up, so there is nothing wrong with that.

The man behind me actually has a worse personality than the man 600 years ago.

Something like Brooke. Lin Xian nodded:

The lowest skyscraper is the Empire State Building, New York's landmark building.

"Father, you are not guilty."

Lin Xian looked in pain, covering his forehead, and hesitated to speak: "Bad and unfamiliar description."

I have just traveled eight hours from 2234 to 1952, so it can’t be considered a miracle that I haven’t regressed as much as I do now. Confused.

At that time, Xie Chaoqing sighed from the bottom of his heart: The center of the world...

Jie Chao took another long cotton coat from the priest's hand.

"It's not just a compliment, it's especially used for top-notch admiration and gratitude." Just do it.

The half piece of bread given to me was softer than the piece of bread in my hand.

Tilting his head:

certainly.

After dinner.

"This looks like a bridge, but in fact, it is a wall, a low and surmountable wall between Zhang Yuqianlin and Manhattan."

The moment he got the piece of bread, Lin Xian realized that it was complicated.