The copy of the universe from the journey to the west

Chapter 115: I don't know the real face when I meet him on the road, and I hide myself in the sky (asking for monthly tickets)
The noisy and boring city gradually faded away. Looking at the increasingly clear sky and nature, Lu Chen's mood couldn't help but improve a lot.

Lu Chen had forgotten all about the hell demon Valak and the evil cult Lucifer.

All that remains is the mentality of measuring the vastness of the earth and observing nature in a leisurely and quiet manner.

People always like to restrain their steps and cannot let go of their body and mind.

Sometimes, if you are a little willful, you may gain some insights that you have never had before.

As a result, Lu Chen became more relaxed and his steps seemed to be lighter.

"Feel the heaven and earth, feel nature... this may be the mystery of the Dun Fa."

A series of images flashed through Lu Chen's mind. These were the images that appeared when Master Subhuti explained to him the difference between gradual and sudden methods.

Comparing those astonishing fragmentary scenes of the creation of the world, and then comparing them with the natural world at this moment, Lu Chen unknowingly had some different insights in his heart.

Just like this, we walked and stopped, and from time to time we stopped to look at the scenery.

Even without taking photos, the world is bound to change naturally. There is no need to freeze it at a certain moment. You just need to remember this moment in your heart. That's enough.

Before we knew it, the sky was filled with sunset glow, the sun was setting in the west, and the night was gradually getting darker.

At this time, Lu Chen didn't know where he was. A chill came over him, and he also felt a little hungry.

There happened to be a village just ahead, with bright lights and bustling voices, and it seemed quite lively. Lu Chen walked over without much hesitation.

After entering the village, Lu Chen realized that there seemed to be some event being held here.

There were masks hanging around, but what surprised Lu Chen was that most of the masks here were bird-beak masks, some of which were made very strangely, while others were very cute.

There were many snack stalls around. Lu Chen bought a portion of fried potatoes from one of the snack stalls and held it in his hand.

While eating, Lu Chen chatted with the stall owner.

"Haha, little brother, you came to Quancheng from another place, right?"

As soon as the stall owner heard Lu Chen's accent, he knew that Lu Chen was from another place. The locals of Quancheng may speak Mandarin in the urban area, but in the suburbs and countryside, they all speak the Quancheng dialect.

Lu Chen smiled and said, "I work in Quancheng. I'm not a local. I'm from Huacheng, my hometown."

"The Peony of Huacheng?" The stall owner laughed in surprise, "I've been there. The Peony King there is really good, on par with the ones in Luoyang."

Lu Chen smiled. He was embarrassed to say that although his family was from Huacheng, his hometown was just a county town under Huacheng. His parents ignored him after their divorce, and he worked part-time to pay for his studies in high school. How could he have the time to go to the city to see the peonies?

At most, I would go to my hometown village and see the medicinal peonies grown by the villagers.

The stall owner was also a talkative person, and after just a few words, he started chatting with Lu Chen.

Lu Chen took the opportunity to ask: "Boss, what are you doing in the village?"

"Young man, aren't you here specially?" the boss asked in surprise.

Lu Chen said: "No, I'm a travel enthusiast. I go everywhere. It's lively here, so I came to join in the fun."

"You're lucky to have arrived then."

The stall owner was busy with his hands, and he said, "Young man, do you know the Medicine King Society?"

Lu Chen nodded. He knew about the Medicine King Society, which was a folk gathering in memory of the Medicine King Bian Que.

"Ours actually started earlier than the Medicine King Association."

The stall owner smiled and said, "This village is called Qinjia Village. I heard that the ancestor is the King of Medicine Bian Que... Oh, by the way, young man, don't misunderstand that Bian Que's surname is Bian. Bian Que's real name is actually Qin."

Lu Chen smiled and said, "No, no, I know this."

"Ours is actually similar to the Yaowang Fair, also a Bian Que temple fair, but it's mainly based on masks."

The stall owner who had nothing to do nodded at the stalls selling masks and said: "Those bird-face masks are actually Bian Que masks, because in the legend, Bian Que always wore a bird-face mask to save lives."

A young couple who were waiting for fried potatoes also nodded. The man in the couple even laughed and said, "Dude, are you really measuring the world with your two legs? Isn't this a live broadcast?"

"No, no, pure"

Lu Chen shook his head: "It's not that the pace of society is changing too fast and I can't keep up. I want to go out and relax. I'll go wherever I can and stop wherever there is a destiny."

"Oh, this is a journey around the world!"

The man smiled.

"Walking around the world" is a new retro internet term. With the opening of the martial arts society, many young people believe that being knowledgeable and reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles.

In addition, there is no first in literature and no second in martial arts. The knights-errant in martial arts films still need to travel around the world and spread their fame, not to mention the modern society with its impetuous atmosphere.

Therefore, some of the chosen ones like to run around and start live broadcasts to challenge some martial arts masters.

Or maybe the chosen ones can compete among themselves, and this is all approved by the Martial Arts Department. Just as the Martial Arts Department advertises, they can compete, the procedures are complete, there is no harm to their lives, and it is all formal.

Therefore, the term "traveling around the world", which was almost eliminated from society, has become popular again.

"It's not really traveling, it's just a hiking tour." Lu Chen said with a smile.

The man just joked and didn't intend to ask further questions.

He took his fried potatoes and left with his partner. The uncle frying potatoes had no business for a while, so he said to Lu Chen: "The masks here are quite special. You can buy one to take with you, or as a souvenir. There will be a shaman dance later, and everyone will wear a mask to watch it!"

"Okay, uncle. Thank you."

Lu Chen thanked the uncle for showing him the way and walked around the town, stopping from time to time. The most common things around were snack stalls and mask stalls.

The masks here are indeed unique. Unlike those in the outside world, which are painted in bright colors, they are mainly black and white.

Bird-faced masks are mostly black, while others are mostly white.

Lu Chen saw a relatively friendly white mask, and followed the local customs. After some bargaining, he bought it from fifteen yuan to ten yuan.

When the stall owner agreed to the price without hesitation, gave the mask to Lu Chen, and smiled brightly, Lu Chen knew that he had missed the mark in the end - he paid too much for it.

But it doesn't matter, it's just a few bucks, just for fun.

After putting the mask on his face with a rope, Lu Chen also joined the growing crowd along the avenue.

People shouted with joy and laughed loudly.

Soon, the crowd gathered in the square in the center of the village, filling up all the surroundings, with only a passage covered with tarpaulin in front.

Along with the sound of drums, a man wearing a feather robe and a bird-face mask walked out.

It's like a bird looking for food.

What surprised Lu Chen was that there was a kind of fluctuation similar to magic power on the bird-faced masked man, and the Guizang Compass in his arms was also emitting a slight heat, as if it was touched, which instantly aroused Lu Chen's interest.

But when he carefully used his spiritual sense to sense it, he found that the problem was not with the person, but with the bird-faced mask.

It is obvious that the material of this mask is not plastic, but a wooden structure. It is just carved so vividly that I don’t know how many years it is.

Over time, it has acquired some magical properties. It is not something that harms people. On the contrary, it has some gentle power that can strengthen the body and eliminate illness. It should be somewhat related to the name "Bian Que".

If the contact time is long, it is possible to eliminate illness and prolong life.

"No wonder the stall owner said that those who 'dance Bian Que' live a long time and can still walk briskly in their seventies and eighties." Lu Chen pondered in his heart.

In the real world, can natural magical weapons be born?
Of course, it is also possible that someone brought the item out from the dungeon world.

However, this possibility is not high. After all, such an object does not have any significant effect, and the extraordinary special effects will only take effect after being worn for many years. The probability of the chosen ones choosing such a mask is not high.

"Is it the revival of spiritual energy brought about by the arrival of the All Heavens Copy?" Lu Chen pondered for a moment.

In addition to the extraordinary items and skills brought out by the Chosen One from the dungeon world of the heavens, the real world itself is also subtly affected.

"This old man is playing the role of Bian Que. His swaying posture is because he is imitating the movements of a bird. In fact, this is also an artistic process. The real Bian Que is a human and would not walk like this."

A voice suddenly sounded beside Lu Chen.

Lu Chen looked back and saw a middle-aged man standing next to him with a mask in his hand. He was wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, smiling and looking gentle.

Lu Chen glanced at the man, but didn't intend to pay any attention to him. He turned around and continued watching the show.

The middle-aged man was very familiar with the situation. He pushed his eye sockets and continued to introduce Lu Chen: "There are many different opinions about the origin of Bian Que. Because the time span is very long, people believe that there are actually many Bian Ques. Some people believe that only the Bian Que who was killed by Qin imperial physician Li Xi (xi) is the real Bian Que."

"Bian Que's fiefdom was located in Pengque Mountain in Zhongqiu, Qi. A man from Zhao went to Qin and took back Bian Que's head. It is now called Shentou Village."

Lu Chen looked at the middle-aged man in confusion: "Does this have anything to do with me?"

Lu Chen felt a little puzzled.

"Young people don't know about these things. They just say them casually when they see them. Don't mind it, little brother." The middle-aged man smiled.

"It's okay, brother, are you here to see the temple fair too?" Lu Chen asked casually.

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "I guess so. I just happened to be doing some work, so I came here on the way."

Lu Chen nodded, but seeing that this person seemed very knowledgeable, Lu Chen asked again: "Which Bian Que is this?"

The middle-aged man smiled, looked at Lu Chen with a likable eye, and said, "This Bian Que is not the Qin Yueren that people call him, but Qin Huan, and some people call him Yi Huan. He should be regarded as the first generation of Bian Que, the Bian Que that Chang Sangjun taught. He was not beheaded, so Qinjia Village is not very famous. The Bian Que who was beheaded should be the descendant of the first generation of Bian Que. Because he was born in Yue, he was called 'Yue Ren'. Of course, only the first generation of Bian Que left his name. Most of the other Bian Ques were referred to by a certain place. For example, among the many Bian Ques, there is also one called Lu Yi, who is the descendant of the first generation of Bian Que who walked out of the current Qinjia Village. Because this place belonged to the State of Lu at that time, it was called Lu Yi. They are all from the ground. Only the first generation of Bian Que Qin Huan, and the last generation of Bian Que Qin Yueren, are the most widely known."

Lu Chen understood, nodded, clasped his fists and said, "Thank you for your advice."

Then he turned and left.

After taking just two steps, I passed by a young man dressed as a tourist.

Lu Chen looked at the young man with some surprise.

This is actually a person who has developed inner strength?

The Chosen One?
However, there are still hundreds of thousands of chosen ones in the entire Great Xia Kingdom.

It's normal to meet one or two people.

However, Lu Chen took a look at the black instrument with a red light in the young man's hand.

He felt that there seemed to be something fishy about this instrument. As the red light appeared, his magic power fluctuated quietly, but it stabilized the next second, so Lu Chen didn't care.

It was just an extraordinary item at best. Soon this fluctuation was suppressed by Lu Chen, and then it remained suppressed.

But Lu Chen did not notice that the Guizang Compass in his arms flashed two rays of light and then fell into silence again.

Consultant Zheng looked at Lu Chen's back as he left and pushed his gold-rimmed glasses that were slipping down.

At this time, the man dressed as a tourist also came to Consultant Zheng's side and looked at the black instrument in his hand that suddenly stopped emitting light: "Consultant, there is a reaction. It is indeed an extraordinary reaction."

This is an instrument specially researched by the Martial Arts Bureau to detect supernatural forces. According to the researchers, it can detect all dark matter, but it cannot be refined.

Advisor Zheng was not surprised: "Notify them. After the ceremony, the masks will be taken away. However, we need to discuss it with the people in the village to see if they have any needs."

"Yes."

The subordinate nodded, then asked in confusion: "Advisor, who was that young man just now? Do you need to investigate?"

Consultant Zheng is usually a man of few words and would not talk to anyone for no reason, let alone strike up a conversation with anyone.

Consultant Zheng smiled softly when he heard this: "A person who seems to be somewhat attractive and interesting."

I don’t know why, although Lu Chen was wearing a mask, he always felt a sense of familiarity with Lu Chen, so he took the initiative to talk to Lu Chen when he stood next to him.

The subordinate said with some doubt: "When I and that young man passed by just now, the instrument also lit up. He may have some extraordinary items on him."

Consultant Zheng shook his head slightly: "Don't worry about him."

The subordinates were puzzled and wondered why they didn't investigate.

"He is the chosen one." Consultant Zheng said to his subordinates.

The subordinate suddenly realized.

It is normal for the Chosen One to carry some extraordinary items, and most of the Chosen Ones at higher levels also know some secrets in this regard.

The supernatural items they officially confiscated, except for some dangerous supernatural items that harboured evil spirits, all the others were in the hands of ordinary people. They would trade with others and then take them back for research.

The birth of this extraordinary item was of great interest to the Martial Arts Department.

As for the highly secure extraordinary items that the Chosen Ones already know about and possess, they will not interfere.

"Strange, Counselor, what kind of mask is that man wearing?"

The subordinate asked curiously.

There were many masks in this town, some of which he had never seen before, but he could guess who they belonged to.

However, he had never seen the mask in Lu Chen's hand before, and couldn't guess who it belonged to.

Advisor Zheng smiled and said slowly, "The Tathagata of Pure and Natural Awakening. It's very unconventional. Most people have never even heard of it, let alone seen it."

As he spoke, he put his mask back on his face, but it was a mask of a compassionate Bodhisattva.

Half an hour later, a message came.

"Advisor, there is news about Lu Chen." Advisor Zheng nodded: "Where is he now?"

The subordinate said, "Well, they said they came to Qinjia Village."

Consultant Zheng looked up at his subordinates and said, "Are you talking about our Qinjia Village?"

The subordinate nodded.

For some reason, Consultant Zheng suddenly remembered the young man he met.

He immediately arranged for his subordinates to look for it, but after searching everywhere, they still couldn't find it.

Consultant Zheng frowned, recalling the scenes he had encountered with Lu Chen in his mind.

"That doesn't make sense. This is not my character."

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong. Under normal circumstances, even if there was no such thing as looking for "Taoist Ruchen", he would send people to investigate as long as he found it interesting.

But when he came into contact with the young man just now, he didn't have this idea at all, as if... he was affected by some force.

"That's interesting."

If he was only three-tenths sure before that Lu Chen was Taoist Ruchen, now he is fifty percent sure.

This Lu Chen, or to be more precise, Taoist Ruchen, must have some secrets.

"Go investigate again, centering on Qinjia Village, to see if Lu Chen has gone out, but don't provoke him. If you see him, explain your identity in time and don't cause unnecessary conflicts."

Consultant Zheng gave the order. He now wanted to see Lu Chen more and more.

……

However, after a night of commotion, the people from the Martial Arts Department did not find any trace of Lu Chen.

Just half an hour ago, Lu Chen separated from Consultant Zheng.

He did not take Consultant Zheng's words to heart.

Although Senior Brother Zhinan in the Journey to the West world is a descendant of Bian Que, it does not mean that he has any relationship with the real Bian Que. He sought news about his senior brothers just to see what their timeline was like in the real world.

Besides, what does Bian Que’s death have to do with his senior brother Zhinan?
My senior brother is not Bian Que, he is just the descendant of Bian Que.

The bustle in the village continued, but Lu Chen was already a little tired of it.

There are some homestays here, but Lu Chen did not plan to stay here. After watching the show, he set off again.

As if by some strange coincidence, Lu Chen remembered the Shentou Village where the last generation of Bian Que was located, as mentioned by Consultant Zheng.

　Asking for monthly ticket
　　
　
(End of this chapter)