I didn't want to argue with her, I just responded with a silent smile. On the issue of "life or death" for Yang Tian now, I have more say than anyone else.
The fireplace is black and very large. It reminds me of the fireplace in the Xunfuyuan Villa. Naturally, it also reminds me of the days when I was with Guan Baoling. The reason why we met and got so close was because of the weird blisters in the fireplace.
Of course, there is also the "Guatemalan black witchcraft" in the tycoon. After leaving Xunfu Garden for so long, I wonder if Xiao Kereng has completely restored Xunfu Garden to its original state?
Tang Xin walked towards the back of the room. I dragged a recliner forward, sat down slowly, and stared at the firelight in trance. The reason why I didn’t look at the notebook immediately was because I wanted to wait until my excited mood had completely calmed down, so as not to worry about my thoughts.
Be confused and do some inexplicable and stupid things.
Alpha has never appeared again. Some of the mysteries in my mind may only be solved by him, such as the elements of the metal door, the details of the trap behind the door, the meaning of the existence of Asian gears, etc.
In Tang Xin's eyes, Alpha is omnipotent. If there is a problem that even he can't solve, it must be completely unsolvable. This is the common attitude of girls towards their lover. I guess Tiger must have never enjoyed such a blessing.
.So, what does Su Lun think of me? What do I look like in her eyes?
When I think of Su Lun, a warm current slowly surges in my chest. "It would be better not to meet each other if we don't meet each other," the ancient poems have already clearly explained my emotional world at this moment.
She must be there! I put my left hand on my forehead, feeling a little drowsy, and the vague shadow I saw at that time reappeared in front of my eyes.
"Mr. Feng, the wine is here." Tang Xin came back floating, holding a brown wine jar with a short neck and a small mouth in each hand, and placed it lightly between two lounge chairs. The mud seal on the mouth of the wine jar was also brown, and the top
It is also covered with a vague square red seal.
She took out two bronze cups from the wine cabinet on the fireplace and handed one of them to me: "The wine is the 'Huaishang Three Days of Spring' made and sealed by Li Si, the prime minister of the Qin Dynasty, and the cup is the cup of Liu Bang, the great ancestor of the Western Han Dynasty.
Later, they were snatched from the overlord Xiang Yu's luggage. One was a dragon head cup and the other was a Danfeng cup. Should we suspect that these were used by Xiang Yu and Yu Ji when they had a drink? After smelling it, it seems that they still clearly retain the beauty of the past.
And the lip fragrance.”
Since ancient times, Huaishang is famous for its wine, and the northwest is famous for its beauties. These two sentences were written by historians specifically to commemorate the overlord Xiang Yu and Yu Ji. According to experts in the drinking industry, "Three Days of Spring on Huaishang" is also known as "Ten Days of Opening the Door".
It is the best among strong liquors. In this era, only some of them can be occasionally excavated from some ancient tombs of Qin and Han Dynasties, but they only have wine and no aroma. During the long-term storage days,
, have slowly deteriorated.
The bronze faucet cup in my hand is heavy, extremely rough and bulky, weighing at least two kilograms. I can tell from the feel and weight that it is a real ancient artifact from the Qin and Han Dynasties.
Tang Xin lifted up a wine jar and shook it slightly. The jar, which could hold five kilograms of liquid, made a "clattering" sound. There should only be half a jar of wine left. In the process of sealing the ancient wine, even if
No matter how strict the sealing procedure is, a small amount of air will always invade the interior, react chemically with the alcohol, and continuously evaporate the water. Therefore, the more tightly sealed the wine jar, the more powerful the wine will be.
The aroma becomes several times more fragrant.
"This is actually not a very good time to drink. Mr. Feng, I understand that you have a lot of worries in your heart, but you'd better understand that only by maintaining a healthy body can you have the energy to save others. Before drinking, let's
It's best to make a gentleman's agreement first. As long as a super earthquake doesn't break out outside, and as long as this small building doesn't collapse, no one can leave their seats until they finish drinking two jars of wine. How about that?"
She looked at me wisely, with the expression of a little girl who has not yet fully grown up.
I flicked the wine glass: "Okay, a gentleman's words can't be followed by a horse."
She is right. When many distractions fill your mind, it is best to temporarily jump out of the messy thoughts, and then come back to solve the problem when your mind is clear. This is the world-class inspirational master Carnegie's famous saying.
, is a truth that is universally applicable.
When the mud is sealed together, the mellow and warm aroma of the wine suddenly hits your face. This is the real top ancient Chinese wine. Compared with the various "national wines" that are most supported by the people now, one is in the sky and the clouds, and the others are mentioned above.
A thirst-quenching drink like pulp is sold in a pot.
"It's really a good wine." I couldn't help but praise it.
Tang Xin was holding a jar and pouring wine. A few drops splashed out and fell on my sleeves, quickly making them wet. The aroma of the wine became stronger and stronger. Before I even drank it, I was already drunk just by smelling the aroma.
I raised my sleeve, sniffed it gently, and praised it again: "The ancients loved to say, 'A handshake among thousands of flowers will make my sleeves fragrant for three years.' This sleeve of mine will only be washed three times in a row."
The aroma of wine will last forever. It would be a pity to drink such a good wine only once. I really want to store it in several cellars and drink it continuously throughout my life."
Scalpel has wine cellars in all the villas in Cairo, but he has only collected excellent cognacs from England, Scotland, and the mountains of southern France. Ancient Chinese wine is out of reach, and he has never been proud of it.
Top quality collection.
"Cheers, so that we can leave without saying goodbye from the Egyptian desert, and now sit here peacefully, and so that we can find Miss Su Lun, and for the fine wine in the cup!" Tang Xin's toast was casual and free.
In fact, all my thoughts are integrated into the wine. The ancient copper cup of wine and the beautiful woman beside me are the most worthy reasons to show off.
The hot wine slid down the throat, and a burning sensation immediately arose in the chest, as if he had swallowed a mouthful of burning gasoline, but only a few seconds later, the lingering fragrance came from thousands of pores all over his body.
It's extremely comfortable and relaxing.
"Good wine, good wine." Tang Xin's face suddenly turned red, and her face was like a peach blossom, adding seven points of charm. She was indeed very beautiful, otherwise Tiger wouldn't be so obsessed with her.
After three glasses, the first jar of wine was drunk. Tang Xin immediately opened the second jar and filled the two glasses.
The fire in the fireplace burned hotter and hotter, and the fine dry pine firewood was white and crispy. Occasionally, a puff of white smoke came out, accompanied by a "sizzling" sound, and had a strange smell of pine oil.
"Mr. Feng, when you drink with a close friend, a thousand cups are too little. Let me tell you some strange stories as a side dish, okay?" Her cheeks were flushed, and criss-crossing red nets appeared under her eyes.
Alcohol is already highly effective.
I put down my wine glass, leaned back into the lounge chair, and then smiled happily: "Okay, I've been ready to listen. Please tell me."
The core question I want to figure out most now is "Who is Shui Lan?" No matter what, this name has been spoken by different people for the second time, and I must find out her origins.
Tang Xin placed the Danfeng cup in her hand next to the faucet cup, folded her hands and held the back of her head, huddled in the recliner.
"Since my mother passed away, these memories have been sealed away by me forever. No one can take them away. Mr. Feng, you are the first person to open them. I hope you will not regard it as just a story.
Listen to an anecdote, but absorb the meaningful fragments. Strictly speaking, Miss Su Lun is not the only one who needs to be saved. Now is a life-and-death opportunity——"
She stopped, smiled sheepishly, and further explained what she said: "What I say next will be more confusing, because I have never been able to tell who comes first and who comes last in many plots. Many times, I feel as if it is a curtain.
The outside audience is just a shaken bystander, unable to truly participate in what they see——"
I politely raised my hand to interrupt her: "Ms. Tang, just say it without thinking about how to straighten out the relationships between the many fragments. I will listen carefully."
From being a fledgling in the Egyptian desert to now, after more than a dozen strange things, I can clearly see my progress. The edges of my impulsive temperament have all been smoothed away, and I am no longer impulsive for no reason. The image I present to others now is
He must be calm and collected, and neither his actions nor his words should reveal any flaws between advances and retreats.
"Okay, the first thing I want to say is 'Who am I'? In daily life, only patients with severe amnesia will ask this question, because they have no memory of the past second and only live in the present second.
Zhong, when others asked him who he was, of course he couldn't answer. I am different from them because I have all the memories from the moment I was born to this second, but there is no such answer in every page of memory.
"
She was in pain, I could see it.
There is no doubt that a large part of the pain in life can be released under the cover of alcohol. Perhaps the three words "who am I" have troubled her for too long, and her shoulders will twitch painfully every time she says a word.
"I have read all your information, Miss Tang, would you like me to recite a paragraph to you?" I reminded her kindly.
The first time Tiger and Tang Xin appeared in Scalpel's villa, Su Lun checked all their information clearly, and used first-hand intelligence data from the Pentagon - "Father, Tang Junshi, nicknamed
The 'Eighteen-Armed Demon', a direct lineage master of the Tang Sect, is good at crafting small, light and highly poisonous hidden weapons. He once had a record of poisoning a total of 1,900 bandits in 15 bandit dens in Funiu Mountain, Henan Province in one night.
, had a violent temper and was murderous. He died in 2003. The cause of death was cancer. His mother, Yu Baifan, had an unknown origin and had no martial arts skills. She was not involved in the Tang clan. Tang Xin, 19**
Born on September 4th, he is extremely intelligent, good at light kung fu, hidden weapons, and poisons. He has had great ambitions since he was a child. He wants to unify the masters of hidden weapons and poisons in the world and create an armed system affiliated with the Tang Sect in Sichuan."
The above are the official records of the US intelligence system. In addition, Su Lun has also dug up the legends about Tang Xin in the world one by one and made detailed comparisons.
"Those are all a person's appearance, meaningless symbols. What I want to say now are things related to a person's inner world. Mr. Feng, in your eyes, what is standing in front of you now is 'Tang Xin'
', is a killer affiliated to the Tang Clan in Sichuan, but before I was 'Tang Xin', who was I?"
Her eyes suddenly became extremely deep, as if they had penetrated the fireplace, the firelight and the walls of the small building, and looked into the infinite distance.
"I woke up from the darkness. I couldn't speak, but I could understand everyone's words. Many women lowered their voices in joy and whispered to each other. They said, 'She's given birth, she's given birth. Go and tell the master that your wife has given birth.'"
This was the scene when I was born, in the 'Tianbing Shenlu' in the back mountain of Tangmen in the middle of Sichuan, which is also the master's courtyard where Tang Junshi and Yu Baifan lived. The second before I woke up, I was in a gray
In the huge tent, there were bursts of noisy and chaotic noises outside. It was the sound of thousands of people crying and lamenting together. I saw a cold bronze sword turning sideways and slashing towards my neck.
When the blade of the sword touched my skin, the cold air was biting and astringent. Then, a pool of red blood spattered, and the wound made a "chichi" sound. I knew very well that it was the blood on my body, and it hurt.
I was so frightened that I woke up from my dream as soon as I got excited..."
I listened carefully and slowly understood my thoughts as she narrated: "Being killed in the big tent, is this your past life memory?"
An authoritative psychologist once said that a sudden strong stimulus will cause a person who is about to die to lose his memory all of a sudden. His brain waves will leave the body in an incredible way and catapult to any corner of the universe in an irregular manner.
This is called "out-of-body experience."
The way brain waves exist cannot be defined or imagined, and their existence time may be that they die together with the universe. They can easily be connected with other people's brain waves, and under certain circumstances, they will become the recipient's own thoughts.
, which is the "soul possession" in folklore.
In the opinion of experts, what Tang Xin thought was "being born with memories of past lives" was just the wandering brain waves in the universe that happened to enter the newborn's body.
"Yes, but that's only part of it. When I started crying, feeding, and sleeping normally, more thoughts came to life. The shocking adventure in the big tent was not a simple matter of life and death, but a
It was a huge war. I saw the two big characters "Han and Chu" written in seal script on the flags of both warring parties. The Han army was in white clothes and white armor, while the Chu army was in black clothes and black armor. I was on the Chu army's side.
Yes, riding a peach-colored horse, wearing peach-colored armor, and wearing a peach-colored cloak——"
I nodded slowly: "Well, the Chu-Han War should be the war between Liu Bang and Xiang Yu after the fall of the Qin Dynasty."
In that unprecedented battle, the overlord Xiang Yu made unforgivable mistakes in employing people and tactics. He relied on his own bravery and did not take the enemy seriously. He was finally defeated in Wujiang and committed suicide. He was widely praised by future generations.
The invincible hero naturally has a beauty by his side, that is, Yu Ji, who "shocked the world with one blow".
However, what is the connection between these and the "aqua blue" we are going to discuss at the beginning?
I even hoped that Alpha would appear, and everyone would work together to open the sealed door. The room was filled with the smell of wine, but my mood became more and more depressed step by step.
"Mr. Feng, please don't be distracted. Although this narrative is lengthy, it is the foreshadowing of all the stories that follow -"
I smiled apologetically and sat upright: "I'm sorry, Miss Tang, please continue talking. I will definitely listen carefully."
Tang Xin touched his forehead and sighed worriedly: "Mr. Feng, these words sound very weird. In the past, as long as I started talking, I would be scolded by my parents. One time, I was slapped by my father, and I was not allowed to speak again.
They are full of nonsense. So, these words have been buried in my heart. I hope you can listen to every word. I think they must be meaningful, they are trying to tell me something, and then they ask me to take on some kind of mission."
"What mission?" I asked immediately.
Scalpel also often mentioned - "In life, some unruly big people are ordered by heaven. The reason why they exist is to undertake their own special missions." The "big people" he refers to have nothing to do with it.
The exception is the eldest brother Yang Tian, so what is Tang Xin’s mission?
"Savior - my mission is to find the savior and tell him a secret." She turned to look at me, her dark eyes fixed on the center of my eyebrows.
"Miss Tang, are you sure that those memories really existed? Or are they just some unfounded thoughts? People in the Tang Sect deal with poisonous insects and poisons day and night. Among the poisons that can be found in China, at least sixty
Various kinds of drugs can cause strange hallucinations in people. As far as I know, among the 25th, 52nd, and 53rd generation disciples of your Tang Sect, all of them have suffered from taking the Soul-Lefting Grass, Xintian
Ling, a victim of paranoia caused by Meng Ling. Do you dare to say that you never took those three poisons during the process of practicing the 'Hundred Deaths Art'?"
The light in her eyes suddenly dimmed: "Yes, I have taken it."
According to records, after taking "soul-leaving grass", Tang Da'er, a disciple of the Tang Dynasty in the 25th generation, imagined that he was the swordsman Li Bai and drank it every day.