Don't go to the moon, there are gods on the far side of the moon.

Seven minutes after the coordinates appeared, the entire old building started to ring.

It's not a wall crack.

It was water pipes, electrical wires, steel bars, an old refrigerator compressor—everything that could vibrate was humming at the same frequency.

Like the bones of the city being gently touched by some distant finger.

Xu Wangshu immediately shut down the computer.

Useless.

The pale dust on the table was still trembling.

Lin Jibai carried Xiaoman to the living room, put noise-canceling headphones on her, and wrapped her in a blanket. Xiaoman didn't wake up, but a faint door-shaped wrinkle appeared between her brows.

"The frequency has increased." Xu Wangshu stared at the portable device. "The lunar echo is actively seeking you out."

"Looking for Xiaoman?"

"No."

The pointer on the instrument suddenly turned towards Lin Jibai.

Xu Wangshu looked up: "Looking for you."

The next second, Lin Jibai heard a sound.

It doesn't come in through the ears.

It resonated from the very bones.

thump.

thump.

thump.

It's like someone striking a pillar that spans the heavens and the earth from a great distance.

The living room has disappeared.

Lin Jibai's vision went black, and when he opened his eyes again, he was standing on a surging sea of ​​clouds.

He stood on an ancient battlefield.

There was no modern sky overhead, only nine blinding suns, like nine burning eyes, looking down upon the world.

At the edge of the earth, an indescribable colossal pillar rose from the human world, pierced through the clouds, and stabbed towards the moon.

That's not a mountain.

That's the Heavenly Pillar.

Countless rays of light descended from the pillar, connecting to the top of everyone's head. When someone was born, the light shone; when someone died, the light went out; when someone resisted, the light immediately tightened, pulling them back to their predetermined trajectory.

Lin Jibai saw the crowd kneeling on the ground.

Words were floating above their heads.

Life span.

Marriage.

Rich and poor.

Crimes and punishments.

Destiny.

Everyone's life is like a pre-written form.

Then, someone came from the end of the sea.

The man was shirtless, carrying a massive, dark blue axe on his shoulder, followed by a flood of figures. He looked up at the nine suns, at the celestial pillar, at the hanging lifelines, and suddenly burst into laughter.

"Why should the path of humanity be hung in the heavens?"

Someone cried out in terror, "Gonggong! Are you going to destroy the heavens?"

The man did not answer.

He started running.

With one step, the tide recedes.

Two steps, and the mountains crumbled.

Thirdly, he crashed his flesh and blood against the Heavenly Pillar.

boom--

Lin Jibai knelt down on the ground.

He saw the pillar of heaven break, the nine suns tremble, and countless palace ruins illuminate the dark side of the moon. Countless lifelines fell from the sky, and on earth there were cries, chaos, and bloodshed, but for the first time, someone looked up and saw their free hand.

The father's voice rang out from the collapse.

"It's white, look carefully."

"Mount Buzhou is not a mountain."

"It is the passage through which the old Heavenly Court took over the human world."

The screen suddenly shattered.

Lin Jibai returned to the living room, blood dripping from his nose onto the floor.

Xu Wangshu supported him, pressing her fingers against his wrist pulse, and spoke rapidly: "Your pupils were unfocused for forty-three seconds just now, and your brainwaves were completely synchronized with the anomaly on the far side of the moon. What did you see?"

Lin Jibai wiped away the blood from his nose.

"Gonggong".

Xu Wangshu frowned: "A mythological figure?"

"A person who crashed the control system."

He used the table to support himself as he stood up.

Just then, the sound of brakes came from outside the window.

Three black minivans were parked downstairs.

The silver star emblem flashed in the headlights.

Xu Wangshu also saw it.

"People of Tianheng."

"Aren't you part of the national team? How can you call it support?"

"My access was suspended last night."

"What a coincidence."

Footsteps could be heard in the hallway.

Neat, stable, and unhurried.

Lin Jibai carried Xiaoman on his back, grabbed his tool bag, and then removed a section of gas hose from the kitchen.

Xu Wangshu was taken aback: "What are you doing?"

"Building repairs."

Lin Jibai turned on the old gas valve, connected the hose to the bottom of the door seam, and then fixed the lighter tape to the broom handle.

Xu Wangshu's eyes twitched slightly: "Is this what you call building renovation?"

"Outsourced repair services are widely available."

A knock came at the door.

"Lin Jibai, accept verification."

Lin Jibai did not answer.

He led Xiaoman and Xu Wangshu to the balcony and used an electric drill to remove the screws from the security grilles they had chosen earlier.

The door lock was twisted by external force.

The man in black pushed open the door and entered.

Lin Jibai pressed the lighter.

boom!

Flames exploded close to the ground, and the smoke and shockwave knocked the man in black at the front of the group off his feet.

Lin Jibai carried Xiaoman from the third-floor balcony to the air conditioner unit, with Xu Wangshu following closely behind. The three of them slid down the drainpipe and landed in the back alley.

The fire alarm blared behind them through the night sky.

They rushed towards the alley entrance.

A black car was parked across the street.

The car window rolled down.

The man sitting in the back row was about forty years old, dressed in a sharp suit, with a gentle face, like the kind of person who always has the whole situation under control at a press conference.

Xu Wangshu whispered, "Wen Zhaolin."

Founder of Tianheng Group.

Wen Zhaolin did not look at Xu Wangshu, but only at Lin Jibai.

"You are more decisive than your father."

Lin Jibai gripped the wrench tightly.

Where is my dad?

Wen Zhaolin smiled.

"The far side of the moon."

He handed over a black business card.

"If you want to know the truth, stop hiding. The Echo of the Celestial Pillar has already recorded you, Lin Jibai. The Star Official Verifier is just the beginning."

The business card did not land on the ground.

It hangs in mid-air, with silver-white characters appearing on its surface:

[Unresolved variable from Buzhou Mountain: Lin Jibai]

Verification Level: Pending

Lin Jibai reached out and caught it.

The moment his fingertips touched it, the low hum of the broken pillar echoed in his mind once more.

On the far side of the moon, it appears as if an ancient eye has opened.