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2 Lessons from the ancestors of the Shao family

2 The ancestral lamp of the Shao family suddenly came on, and I felt dizzy like the world was spinning, making me groan involuntarily and fell to the ground. The green brick floor was still as cold as ice, so I did not rush into the corridor, but fell back from the hallucination.

The reality is right in front of Shao Hei's bed.

I immediately bounced up and blurted out: "No, don't stop -"

Zhang Baisen stood up slowly, let go of Shao Hei's hand, and took a deep breath.

I hadn't fully woken up from the hallucination, so I threw myself on the bed and went to hold Shao Hei's hand, only to find that his face had turned from gray to pale, his eye sockets were deeply sunken, and the corners of his mouth were nervously twitching.

His hands were no longer cold, but they were obviously swollen.

"Don't alarm him, Feng. He is only half a step away from running out of oil and lamp. This time, his 'moth flying into a flame' action has completely exhausted his vitality. I'm afraid it can never be recovered. What did you see?"

?" After Zhang Baisen took three long breaths, he raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, showing a strong interest in my thoughts and experiences.

What did I see? All hallucinations need to be confirmed by the real situation. If there is really a mysterious world hidden under the meditation hall, I think I must have discovered the whereabouts of my elder brother Yang Tian.

"Yang Tian, ​​the king of tomb robbers, is here -" I silently recited the words carved on the stone wall in my heart, and the blood in my chest began to boil again.

"Can we take some other measures to make him get better slowly? We'd better send him to a high-end star hospital in Sapporo..." I avoided Zhang Baisen's question. Those findings should belong to me, and it is not convenient to make them public at the moment.

, Zhang Baisen’s status as half-official and half-citizen has always made me fearful.

"Feng...feng, don't...go, don't...go..." Shao Hei's lips moved and he struggled to utter a few words. His eyelids moved heavily several times, but he was unable to open them.

Zhang Baisen sighed: "No need to be verbose. Since he has decided to fully activate the remote sensing potential of his body, it seems that his original intention is to seek death. This is strange. Their brothers' reputation and status in the world are at the top, and their future is bright. How could Xiao Shao do this?

A sudden desire to die?"

His Chinese-character face was full of regret and confusion. National treasure-level figures like Shao Hei are rare even in a large country. Once he dies in Fengke Temple, it cannot but be said to be a huge loss to the Chinese society.

I don’t know how much time passed, but the tycoon and Guan Baoling next door were still talking. Occasionally, I heard Guan Baoling covering her mouth and laughing. I never thought that she and the tycoon would get along so well.

It seems not enough to express the relationship between them rigorously.

Shao Hei groaned, raised his fingertips, and pointed to the door: "Please...my brother...come in..."

I quickly opened the door and welcomed the fresh cold air.

Shao Bai and Xiao Kereng stood side by side under the eaves. They were thinking about Shao Hei's "telepathy" and refused to leave. They also wanted to give up the next door to Tycoon and Guan Baoling. The only way was to stand there holding each other's shoulders.

Let the night wind and cold frost blow.

"Mr. Shao Bai, please come in." I called in a low voice.

Shao Bai shivered violently, put down his arms, and suddenly looked up to the sky and sighed: "God has decreed this calamity. It cannot be avoided or broken. What should I do?" The wind blew his messy hair and shook it.

The ground was trembling, becoming more and more miserable.

"Mr. Shao Bai, your brother's condition is not very good. Please come in quickly." I repeated.

There are no more monks on guard in sight. The walls and roofs are all empty, leaving only the white snow that has not been purified.

The sky in the east turned white, and I realized that I had been hallucinating for at least five hours, from midnight to dawn.

"I know, it's not just bad. It's basically in a dying state." Shao Bai put his hands into his messy hair, scratching it back and forth like two huge rakes. He stared at me, his eyes

Weird, like staring at an obscure ancient book or an abstract painting with messy lines, trying to decipher it.

My thoughts were extremely confused, because the scenes I saw in these five hours were more shocking than browsing Guan Baoling's paintings. At the very least, I had come into contact with the ending I wanted, Big Brother's Message, The Lotus Key, and Japan in the Buddhist Shrine

Soldiers, the ancient sword of Yagami-ryu... The fatigue of my body further contributed to the fatigue of my mind, but I didn't dare to sleep. I had to have a talk with Xiao Kereng, lest I wake up and lose too many underwater details.

"Feng, where do you come from? Why is the second child willing to go out of his way to help you? Our Shao family's magic can only be used once and for all, and it cannot fade away. The second child has violated the ancestral precepts.

His only brother, I have tried my best to persuade him many times. I can't stop him from doing what he likes, even if the tragic consequences of doing so are unpredictable. Did I do something wrong? Or was my second brother wrong...

"

He staggered into the house, tripped on the threshold with his toes, and almost stumbled.

"What is he talking about?" Xiao Kereng's face was full of tiredness, but he steeled himself and smiled at me.

I shook my head, thinking about where to start telling her what I had just seen and heard.

"Sister Su Lun called me once. She has the latest information from the Pentagon. She has been waiting for your call. Do you want to call her back now?" Xiao Kereng has been holding the phone in his hand, the tip of his eyebrows and the ends of his hair have already

Most of it was wet from the late night cold dew.

I am very interested in Yan Xun, who is mysteriously lurking inside the Pentagon. I wonder what ability she has to get the American intelligence as soon as possible and pass it on in time more than once. This is an extremely dangerous job, and the Pentagon does it.

As the core of the U.S. military, its "three-dimensional three-dimensional security system" is one of the most advanced defense measures in the world. Did Yan Xun never attract their attention?

"What's the situation? Tell me a little bit about it!" I didn't want my train of thought to be interrupted.

"Well, the intelligence involves several suspenseful events left over from the history of World War II. After sixty years of development and evolution, there have been huge changes in the past month."

I couldn't help but frown. I don't have time to talk about history right now. It's more important to find a way to open the path to the Meditation Hall.

Xiao Keleng sped up his speech: "Mr. Feng, the intelligence said that before the surrender ceremony of the US military on September 2, 1945, the US combined fleet also carried a special mission called 'Night Blindness'.

General MacArthur, the supreme commander of the surrender regiment, served as the officer in charge of the "Night Blind" mission. At that time, the surrender ship "Missouri" was anchored in the deep water of Tokyo Bay. According to the intelligence fed back by the super spy team of the US military that entered Tokyo at that time, among the Japanese troops

The radical hard-liners planned to sabotage the surrender ceremony and formulated an attack plan called "Sunrise" to target 12 U.S. ships including the USS Missouri. They were entrusted with important responsibilities by the then royal family.

The person behind this plan is a legendary hero in the eyes of the Japanese, nicknamed 'Feng Linshan'..."

This narrative is a bit too long, so I couldn't help but interrupt: "I know that person, a super multi-faceted spy. During World War II, he fought in many battlefields in Northeast Asia, Southeast Asia, and South Asia. He was awarded the title of 'Yamato Hero' by the Emperor himself eleven times.

"Combat Medal, and was the chief intelligence officer of the July 7 Marco Polo Bridge Incident in the Sino-Japanese War. Xiao Xiao, I would rather hear news related to Fengqiao Temple than to settle these old accounts."

There are countless masterpieces discussing the history of World War II, and the cumulative number of works worldwide is at least more than 100,000. Because this world war that swept the world changed the life of almost every family at that time, and took the lives of more than 55 million people, it truly

It was the greatest disaster of the twentieth century.

Xiao Keleng hurriedly swept the short hair behind his ears and concluded in more concise words: "Feng Linhuoshan possesses a token that can mobilize the power of ninjas all over Japan. At that time, I don't know why the 'Sunrise' plan collapsed midway, and he also brought

The token of the 'Tennin Alliance' suddenly disappeared and has not been seen for nearly sixty years. However, the intelligence analysis experts of the US military came to the conclusion three years ago that the token has reappeared and is in the hands of Kamishu Tanano, a Japanese tomb robber.

"

This news is not new to me. From the mouth of the female ninja in black who appeared in Youhuangshui County, I have heard about Tanano's relationship with the "Tian Ninja Alliance".

The stories of World War II, no matter how thrilling they are, are already dusty history, and it is no longer worth spending energy on those things. Besides, the United States and Japan have formed an economic strategic alliance since the late twentieth century, and the stories of World War II have been consolidated.

All the dirty things have been left behind, everyone calls themselves brothers and drinks and chats, is there any point in rehashing old scores now?

In Xiao Kereng's hand, he held all the information drawn by Guan Baoling, and the one on top was a close-up of the ancient sword of the Yagami style. It seems that the information these paintings can give us is simply incomparable to the hallucination I experienced.

Especially regarding the strange Buddhist shrines on the seabed, I have to figure out the meaning of their existence.

I took out the phone and silently recited Xiaoyan's number. The number belongs to Hong Kong, but the person he is may not be hiding in any corner of the world. As one of the most popular figures in the world in 2005, he lives in Hong Kong every day.

They are all avoiding electronic tracking in black and white.

An excellent hacker is tantamount to a sharp double-edged sword. It can not only bring benefits to a big country, but also become a potential threat to the core secrets of a big country. Therefore, in many Internet clean-up and inspection operations, hackers who help Bai Dao

, it is most likely to become a victim of the strategy of "the cunning rabbit dies and the lackeys cook it, and the flying bird denies the good bow".

I don't understand how much Tycoon and Guan Baoling have to talk about. They have been talking all night and have no intention of stopping. If we were sitting together, would we have so much to say?

"Mr. Feng, Sister Yan Xun's point of view is that the Pentagon will not allow the underworld in East Asia to turmoil. The two countries face each other across the Pacific Ocean without any obstruction of sight. If Japan succeeds in obtaining some kind of powerful destructive weapon, the United States will have more than a dozen

The big city is now shrouded in murderous intent. Therefore, they will send experts over soon, so please be careful."

My mind wandered for a brief moment, and was distracted by Guan Baoling's laughter.

"Mr. Feng -" Xiao Kereng suddenly sighed, "I hate that iron cannot become steel" and his tone was somewhat similar to Su Lun's.

"Also, the informants of the Gunslingers Association have noticed that many unidentified masters have appeared north of Sapporo, and their targets are all in the direction of Fengkuriji Temple——"

I raised my hand to interrupt her narration. The most important thing at the moment was to tell me about my hallucination experience: "Xiao Xiao, let's go for a walk outside the hospital. There are many things that I must tell you."


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