Shoulder-Swallowing wants the gems on the Buddha statue, are you really willing to dismantle it for me?!

The eye may see the mountain, but the horse may run itself to death.

If two lines are parallel, they can keep extending until the end of time—though they cannot extend to the other side of the Earth and loop back, because the Earth is round. Straight lines only stretch out into space.

Before Shen Le, the green light shooting from the eyes of the two shoulder-swallowing lions seemed to be slanting slightly, as though it meant to converge. But where would it converge?

Shen Le could not say. The instructions he gave the driver were infuriatingly vague:

"Drive forward. In this direction. Just keep going—"

"For how long?"

"I don't know."

Shen Le stretched out a hand and traced the green light that only he could see through the air. Then he fished out two pens from the glove compartment, set them into the green light, and used them to simulate its path:

"Just drive to where these two beams overlap. I have a feeling that what I'm looking for should be there."

"Where exactly are we supposed to find?" The young driver was nearly in tears. Shen Le cried out, "Ah!" and smacked his forehead.

"I'm an idiot, I'm an idiot. Looking for it like this is way too troublesome. Well, then... let's get a fix on it—"

They found a mobile signal tower and set up a laser Scanner beneath it, the sort of thing that could also be used as a total station.

Shen Le operated it himself, constantly adjusting its direction until the beam it emitted overlapped with the green light in the lions' eyes. After noting the direction, they turned around and drove to the other end of the city.

"It feels like the direction of the lines hasn't changed much. So does that