Working on the train was like playing football at home for Li Huqiu, who was most comfortable. Meeting Zhang Tiejun brought back memories of his youth, and those thrilling and exciting scenes seemed to be vivid in his mind. His theft at that time
He was proficient in skills, but his kung fu was not perfect. At that time, the Railway Public Security Bureau had a group of anti-pocketing masters trained by Yang Mufeng, the master of thieves, who were lying in plainclothes ambush on the railway lines all year round. Li Huqiu had the experience of being targeted several times. From the railway
The process of escaping from the dragnet set by the police was very exciting. Nowadays, the king of thieves has perfected his kung fu and has the ability to communicate with the inside and outside. Stealing 1,700 tons of gold from the heavily guarded underground vault of the Middle East Bank is like searching for something, but it is difficult to find it back.
of excitement and passion.
The appearance of Zhang Tiejun gave Li Huqiu a whim to show off his superb skills in front of his old friends and comrades, which gave Huqiu a different kind of excitement about returning home in glory.
Zhang Tiejun tried to stop Li Huqiu from provoking these young Japanese warriors, but how could he stop him? He didn't even touch the corner of Li Huqiu's clothes and watched helplessly as he walked to the seat of the Japanese warriors.
Several Japanese people are eating their own bamboo tube rice. It is a rule of some Japanese swordsmanship schools to only eat the food they brought when going out, in order to prevent their opponents from poisoning and plotting. Japan is one of the most developed countries, but it is also a respectable country.
A country of tradition. While those in the Chinese martial arts community who adhere to tradition may live in seclusion in the mountains or immigrate overseas, those in the Japanese martial arts community are still active in Japanese society and have always strictly respected many traditions.
Li Huqiu asked: "Which school of swordsmen are you from?"[
The man who had been talking to Zhang Tiejun stood up and said, "Aren't you a friend of Zen Master Dayu? Why are you asking about this?"
Li Huqiu pointed to the urn on the table and said, "Is this the body of His Excellency Changquan Xinzhai? I would like to borrow some body parts for a look."
As soon as he said this sentence, these warriors stood up one after another and glared at Li Huqiu. The Japanese who could speak Chinese looked cold and put his hand on the knife on his waist. He said in a solemn tone: "There are the remains of the ancestors, which have been sealed in
How can we allow people to invade us at will?"
Li Huqiu narrowed his eyes and looked at the knife on his waist. Japanese samurai swords are usually one long and one short, but this knife is shorter than the Kodachi. The function of inserting it on the waist seems to be far greater than that of a weapon.
The silver-gray handle is hung with blood-red lantern spikes, and the scabbard is decorated with a black dragon. It is very delicate. Li Huqiu's learned memory is that when he was in Nanyang, he heard Li Gangfeng introduce in detail the Japanese swordsmanship school Niwa.
The school is famous for its short sword style, and Motobu Chao is good at its Kodachi style. The swordsmanship of the Niwa School is sharp and fierce, and it is a close-quarters killing method. It is said that the shorter the sword, the more dangerous it is.
The leader, who had a big ginkgo hairstyle, had a heavy expression on his face and signaled to the other warrior with his eyes.
The samurai stood up and pulled out the short blade from his waist. Li Huqiu noticed that the way he held the sword was very particular. His ring finger and little finger held the handle tightly, his thumb and index finger pinched lightly, and his middle finger rested lightly on the handle.
Above. He walked towards Li Huqiu, his footwork was firm, and he stepped heavily on his back heels to leave room for his toes. In order to make the attack stride larger or smaller, faster or slower, depending on the situation, he could advance and retreat freely. In Niwa
One, this set of steps is called Yin Yang Steps.
Li Huqiu despised him, not because he was arrogant, but because this was really not an evenly matched contest.
Afghanistan is a country with vast territory and mostly sparsely populated mountains. It was in a state of government during the war. Currently, the US military and the United Nations army control the country. The country's chaos makes the people here accustomed to disputes and fighting. It seems that it is not strange.
The act of using a knife like this was simply childish in the eyes of the locals riding in the car. They all quietly stepped out of the battle circle, but had no intention of staying away.
The atmosphere in the carriage was lively and the passengers were talking a lot.
In the battle circle, the atmosphere was solemn and awe-inspiring. The Japanese samurai suddenly moved faster, and it was difficult to move left and right in the narrow corridor. He ran straight towards the thief king. The moment he got close, he suddenly drew his sword!
The sword was as bright as snow, and the passengers who were watching the excitement were all blinked by the sword. They all praised in their hearts, what a fast sword! They didn't expect Li Huqiu to win.
The two sides were separated at the first touch, and one person flew out backwards, of course it was the Japanese samurai.
The competition started quickly and ended even faster. The result shocked the spectators. The samurai who flew out was injured by his own scabbard and his hands were empty.
The beautiful short sword flipped between Li Huqiu's fingers. He said: "The sword technique is sharp and quick, simple and practical. It is indeed a good sword technique. It's a pity that you are too far behind." He asked: "Who else wants to try it?"
The samurai who spoke the best Chinese language wanted to come forward, but was stopped by the samurai with a big ginkgo leaf hairstyle. He said in Japanese: Niwa-kun, you are no match for him!
Li Huqiu looked at the other person with a smile. This person's kung fu realm was close to the Jin Dynasty. His body was fat, but his footwork was a hundred times lighter than that of the person just now. His advance and retreat were measured, and his behavior was somewhat like a famous master. He asked Li Huqiu
He bowed and saluted, and said intermittently in clumsy and blunt Chinese: "Nobuo Nagaizumi of the Niwa Tanto Ryu clan challenges me!"
Li Gangfeng introduced that in the Japanese martial arts community, the popularity of Chinese is very high, because all the profound knowledge in ancient Japan was written in Chinese characters. It is not surprising that the descendants of these traditional samurai families can speak a few words in Chinese.
Li Huqiu said: "I just want to see the injured part of Mr. Changquan's body. The purpose is to understand what kind of skill the person who injured him used. Without any blasphemy, your swordsmanship is indeed better than that of the one just now."
It's better, but still not my opponent."
Nagaizumi Nobuo said: "I am indeed very strong, but we have studied with my late father for many years. Even if we die in battle, we will not allow you to touch the remains of our late father. If you continue to force us, we are no match for you, so we will have to fight in groups."
attack."[
Li Huqiu said: "So, if I don't beat you all to the ground, I will never see the remains of Mr. Changquan?"
Nagaizumi Nobuo said: "That's it!"
After he said this, he immediately took action. The weapon was the fan on his waist. He pulled it out and pointed it at Li Huqiu, making a loud bang!
This blow is sure to be won! Nagaizumi Nobuo is full of confidence. Before this, he had firmly believed that no one in this world can avoid the vicious hidden weapon of the dark ninja. The hidden weapon disguised as a fan is called "Ranbu Poison".
The so-called poisonous wadding refers to metal wadding as thin as cow hair that has been fed with highly toxic substances, mixed with lime, and hidden in the fan bones. The bottom handle of the fan has a metal tank that can hold high-pressure gas. Use an air compressor to remove it before each use.
High-pressure gas is compressed into it. When launched, the high-pressure gas is suddenly released, blowing out the metal flying catkins and smoke dust together. The lime can charm the eyes. If the flying catkins are inhaled into the body, they will follow the blood and flow to the heart. The toxin contains a large amount of hemolytic enzyme.
It comes from a highly venomous snake native to Ryukyu, which can cause massive internal bleeding and almost lead to death.
When the smoke cleared, several passengers who were close to the battle circle inhaled a little bit and immediately felt uncomfortable. People watching the excitement realized that it was not just the violent elements wielding K47s that were scary enough. Everyone retreated in embarrassment, almost
Give them the entire carriage as a battlefield.
Nobuo Nagaizumi suddenly found that the opponent in front of him had disappeared.
How could a living person disappear out of thin air?
Li Huqiu's voice came from above his head, "What a poisonous hidden weapon, it turns out you are still a ninja of darkness."
All the warriors followed the sound and looked up. The man who spoke the best Chinese shouted: "The Chinese are up there!"
Nobuo Nagaizumi looked up and saw Li Huqiu leaning upside down on the top of the train, like a big gecko. He couldn't help but change his color.
Ninja Kung Fu is the art of spying and assassination. Among them, the method of concealment is the most difficult to practice. The highest level is hanging upside down and tracing. Hanging upside down means that you can stick to a smooth wall without using any props and only with real Kung Fu.
, this is an extremely lightweight technology. The adsorption force of human palms is limited. If you want to adsorb on the smooth wall, you have to rely on rising Qi and blood to reduce the weight of the body. To control the Qi and blood to such an abundant level, only extremely high
Only those in the martial arts realm can do it! Comparatively speaking, Ji is easier to do, because it is a skill of imitating and pretending to be someone else. It is not as simple as disguise, but you can master someone through a short contact.
Using factors such as behavioral habits, vocal characteristics, and physical characteristics, the person uses people's thinking habits and visual blind spots to pretend to be someone without being noticed.
In the Chinese martial arts world, there is a set of light skills called Immortal Hanging Paintings and Geckos Walking on the Wall. The highest level of practice is the Immortal Hanging Upside Down. Only a few people have done it over the past hundreds of years. Legend has it that in modern history, only Sun Lutang, the master of Xingyi in the Republic of China, has done it.
.Li Huqiu showed his miraculous skills at this moment, and Nagazumi Nobu was stunned.
Li Huqiu jumped up to Nobuo Nagaizumi, reached out and grabbed him by the shoulder. He paused slightly, using the Bengjin style he had recently learned from Nie Xiaolin.
This moment only happened in a flash of lightning. Before Nobuo Nagaizumi could stabilize his mind, he was knocked out more than ten meters away and slammed into the closed door of the carriage. It actually made a huge dent in the door made of superimposed metals.
Li Huqiu strutted forward and pursued him like a god. He seemed to be truly angry, not because of anything else but because Nagaizumi Nobuo was using the signature hidden weapon of the Dark Ninja style that he hated.
Li Huqiu also heard about the origin of the Ninja of Darkness from Li Gangfeng. At that time, Li Gangfeng lost to his dynasty in a sword competition and relied on the sharpness of his sword to save his life. During his recovery period, Li Huqiu communicated with him many times. Li Gangfeng was extremely knowledgeable in swordsmanship.
Obsessive, knowledgeable about everything, and has an in-depth study of Japanese swordsmanship schools. According to him, the title of ninja began in the Edo period of Japan, and is mainly divided into three levels: upper, middle and lower.
Jonin is generally the head of the family and is also a feudal lord. They are responsible for negotiating and arranging tasks, and rarely take action personally. Chuunin is the commander of secret tasks, equivalent to middle-level cadres. The actual execution of work, scapegoats, and cannon fodder are all performed by genin.
Genin are also divided into many categories based on their specialties and tasks. Not everyone can rise up and down. For example, a genin who is mainly responsible for intelligence collection must master makeup skills and eloquence. Who should pretend to be?
Who are they like, and can make excuses? Unless they are discovered by enemy soldiers, there is no need to fight, let alone kill.
Real jounin often appear as military commanders under the command of local tycoons and daimyo. When they are still nestling in the high mountains of their hometown, their identities may still show a certain degree of mystery. After they become officials, they no longer become mysterious.
For example, the "Oni Hanzo" Hattori Masashige, who is good at wielding a spear and can defeat ten thousand men, is a typical example of darkness turning into light.
There are many ninja schools, usually named after place names or family surnames. For example, Iga, Koga, Sanada, and Yagyu. The first two are place names, and the latter two are family surnames.
But the Ninja of Darkness was earlier. Before the word ninja appeared, the predecessor of Ninja of Darkness was called Shadow Yagyu.
The real mystery does not lie in hiding in the dark, but in standing under the bright sunshine and covering many things with your own shadow. Those who stand proudly on the dividing line between light and darkness are the Yagyu family.
Yagyu was originally just a small wealthy family in Yagyu Village, Nara Province. He could only control more than a hundred guns and manage nearly a thousand peasants. But if these nearly a thousand peasants can transform into ninjas at any time, their strength cannot be underestimated. At the end of the Warring States Period, the Yagyu family
The leader of the swordsmanship was Ishishusai Munegen, who founded the Shinin-ryu swordsmanship and was known as the "Sword Master". Therefore, he was appointed as the "teacher" of the art of war by the Tokugawa family.
The art of war as it was called in Japan at that time actually refers to personal fighting skills. The art of war master is a martial arts instructor and is also responsible for certain intelligence work.[
Yagyu, who has walked into the sunshine, has held important positions in the Tokugawa shogunate for generations. It seems that he cannot hide too many secrets, let alone carry out those secret missions that cannot be seen in the light. Therefore, the saying of Shadow Yagyu appears. Yagyu who holds the shogunate position
This clan is called the Omotesight Yagyu. They all have an elegant attitude and like to study art and upright martial arts. They are the children of a truly noble family. Behind this superficial appearance, there are also Shadow Yagyu who have the same blood but different missions.
.They are similar to the intelligence and assassination groups supported by the family, but because they are of the same clan, their concealment and loyalty can be guaranteed to the greatest extent.
Munefu, the second generation descendant of Kage Yagyu, the successor of Yagyu Munenori, had all his teeth removed when he was young and installed a pair of exquisite boxwood dentures - this was for the convenience of ninjas to put on makeup.
Pretending to be a boy, pretending to be a boy if you want, pretending to be a girl if you want, you can't even show a flaw in your teeth, and you have to endure the surgery. In addition, at that time, there were many secret ninjutsu techniques passed down by the Kage Yagyu family.
, from nutritious recipes to maintain physical strength to amazingly powerful equipment, they are all unique, so their combat power is much better than other schools.
At the end of the Edo period, Shadow Yagyu was invaded by the Koga-ryu ninja master Mochizuki Izumomomo who was good at the secret technique of gunpowder smoke and took away many secret techniques passed down from his family for centuries.
Mamoru secretly passed on these skills to his three disciples, and thus, the Dark Ninja Style was born.
The Japanese later began to respect the spirit of Bushido, and the social status of samurai fighters was elevated in the era of militarism. Before the outbreak of the war of aggression against China, some Japanese ninja sects were recruited into the military and received military training and espionage training, becoming early adopters.
China's espionage power. Among them, the famous Black Dragon Club's predecessor, Genyosha, was founded by the Dark Ninja Style. Later, the notorious Toyama Mitsuru and Uchida Ryohei and their ilk were just pawns in the hands of the big leaders of the Dark Ninja Style. But that's it.
The hands of these two pawns are filled with the blood of the Chinese people.
The organization named Black Dragon Society for the purpose of seizing the Black Province of China was designated as an extreme right-wing organization and banned 45 years later. However, as the root of its birth, the Dark Ninja Style has secretly survived. It is still a far-right organization in Japan to this day.
One of the important political forces active in Japan's military and political circles.
Li Huqiu grew up in the Black Province. He had heard about it since he was a child. He knew very well about the evil done by the Japanese Black Dragon Society in China, so he had reason to hate the Dark Ninja Style. Huqiu knew that in Japan,
The dignity of a samurai cannot be tarnished. If a samurai is humiliated by an enemy, he has only two choices left: kill the opponent or kill himself to defend the honor of the samurai. If he survives, he will be despised.
Li Huqiu stepped on Nobuo Nagaizumi's chest and spat on the opponent's face. Nobuo Nagaizumi felt as if his chest was being pressed by a huge mountain, and he couldn't move at all. He only listened to the opponent lecture him: "Martial arts competition"
It is a shameful act to engage in a fight, knowing that you are defeated, and making a sudden plot. Failure is even more shameful. Do you, a rat like you, deserve to be called a samurai?" Li Huqiu said as he slapped Nobuo Nagaizumi more than a dozen times.
When the other warriors saw this situation, they were first frightened and then angry.
In the past, their senior brother, who was only their mentor in their hearts, was so easily defeated and humiliated by this inconspicuous Chinese. And it was not only Nobuo Nagaizumi who was humiliated by this move? They were all furious, and they huffed and pulled open their clothes.
, pulled out the dagger, drew the knife in his hand, and rushed forward with a scream.
Li Huqiu stepped on Nobuo Nagaizumi, his eyes were filled with contempt and jest, he held his head high and stood still, completely arrogant. These Japanese samurai rushed forward with great momentum, but the carriage was too narrow and they could not move in all directions.
They swarmed up. Li Huqiu's front was only large enough for three people to take action at the same time. As soon as the three warriors who rushed up raised their daggers, they felt that their vision went dark and their hands were empty. Li Huqiu was full of energy.
His big mouth slapped the three warriors hard on the face, leaving teeth all over the floor, but none of them were made of boxwood. It was obvious that these warriors were not qualified to become clever ninjas of darkness.
The warriors took turns to charge forward, all of them brave and unafraid of death, but there was a huge difference in strength. With Li Huqiu's current ability and reputation, even if Japan's number one martial arts master came to visit, he would never dare to take advantage of him.
.These little brats who had just entered the martial arts had no chance to fight back. They had their daggers taken away from them in a daze, received a big round mouth, and were slapped unconscious.
Nagaizumi Nobuo was still struggling hard at the foot of Tiger Hill. Among the remaining samurai, only Niwa-kun, who was fluent in Chinese and eloquent, was still standing.
Li Huqiu looked at him with a smile, "Please do me a favor and tell me which box contains Changquan's body. If you don't tell me, I will look for it myself. If I take the wrong one, I will throw the other one out of the car."
Niyu-kun puffed up his chest, trying to look as fearless as possible, and said: "Before you fall, I will not allow you to touch the remains of your mentor."
Li Huqiu said with a smile: "I understand, you mean to let me beat you to death." His eyes suddenly turned cold and he stared at Niyu fiercely.
Ni Yu raised his head and tried to look at Li Huqiu, but suddenly felt a bang in his head. His last consciousness was a pair of deep black eyes with blade-like textures in the pupils. That gaze seemed to condense the most primitive ferocity of human beings.
The ultimate murder weapon stabbed into his eyes. He was instantly struck down by the huge shock and fell to the ground with his eyes wide open.
"God beat me!" Nobuo Nagaizumi shouted with strength that he didn't know where he came from.
According to legend, at the ultimate level of martial arts, when one has reached the highest level of mind cultivation, one can hurt the soul with his eyes and even kill him. This kind of striking ability is usually aimed at low-level warriors or warriors who are not proficient in martial arts. In other words, the phenomenon of divine strikes is also
It only happens between two people with a huge gap. Legend has it that the generation of ninja master Mochizuki Izumo Mamoru once suddenly opened his eyes in his sleep and scared his son into a fool.
In the Chinese martial arts world, occasionally some perfect master-level warriors are disturbed in their sleep when they enter a dream state where the inside and outside are unified and the mind is like a god. This may also scare their apprentices. At this time, the best way is to take the apprentice out to fight.
Kill someone to get rid of the fear in your heart, otherwise this person's lifelong martial arts practice will be wasted.
"Stop!" Someone outside shouted loudly, and everyone followed the sound and watched. Zhang Tiejun separated from the crowd, came to the venue, and shouted: "Donor Li, please show mercy!"
Li Huqiu had noticed him a long time ago. When Li Huqiu started to walk towards the warriors, his first reaction was to smear the soles of his feet with oil for fear of being implicated. But after walking out of two carriages, he came back for some reason.
Li Huqiu guessed that this guy probably felt that leaving was too unkind and wanted to come back to help him, but he was hesitant to come forward, so he kept standing on the outside hiding his head and tail, hesitating.
Li Huqiu looked at Zhang Tiejun with his hands behind his back and asked with a smile: "Master is already an outsider, why bother meddling in others' business?" He took a step back.
Nobuo Nagaizumi was lying there, being stepped on by a tiger hill. No matter how hard he struggled, he could not move. He only knew that his father's remains would be humiliated, and that his fellow juniors and himself would also be doomed. When he thought of himself in his hometown,
With his beautiful wife and lively son, his heart was filled with despair and sadness. Thinking of his promising career in the Ministry of Defense, he felt even more sad and angry. Suddenly, he heard a shout from Zen Master Dayu, his father's lifelong friend,
Then I felt a sudden lightness on my body. The feet of this young Chinese man, who was as terrifying as the legend, had left his chest. I suddenly felt a mixture of surprises. He did not have the sense of honor as a warrior as Li Huqiu had guessed, and he could escape with his life.
Yan Zhen was so happy that he fell from the sky. He opened his eyes and looked at Zhang Tiejun and shouted: "This matter is due to a misunderstanding. Please help me explain it, master."
Li Huqiu didn't expect that this guy would ask for help. It seemed that he would never commit suicide to defend the honor of the samurai. He cursed in his heart, what a piece of shit. It turns out that the little devil's Bushido spirit is not that reliable. Even if it is
In a war zone managed by the government, after all, he couldn't kill these Japanese samurai in broad daylight. He thought to himself: Although this Nagaizumi Nobuo has a signature hidden weapon of the Dark Ninja style, none of the teeth knocked out by me are boxwood.
Yes, it can be seen that this guy is not an authentic dark ninja. Thinking of this, his murderous intention became weaker. He quietly blinked at Zhang Tiejun and took another step back.
Zhang Tiejun hesitated slightly. The reason why he dared to stand up was because he was sure that Li Huqiu had the upper hand and that the thief king would not hurt him, so he wanted to pretend to be a favor and say a few words. But he never thought that Li Huqiu would give him a
Face. This guy's ability to deceive and manipulate the situation is even better than that of Li Huqiu. He doesn't need a script for acting. He opened his mouth and clasped his hands together and said: "Amitabha, what are you doing, Donor Li? Why are you doing this with my old friend?"
Disciple is in trouble?"
Li Huqiu said: "To be honest, Master, I heard that Mr. Changquan Xinzhai died an unexpected death in a martial arts competition. I was very shocked. I was very curious about the martial arts of the person who beat him to death, so I wanted to borrow the corpse to have a look, just for the sake of it.
It proves the martial arts without any hint of blasphemy.”
Zhang Tiejun asked deliberately: "Since it was just to prove martial arts, why did you hurt Mr. Changquan and other disciples?"
Li Huqiu apologized and said with a smile: "There was a misunderstanding. They were all trying to protect the remains of Mr. Changquan. They struck too hard, so I had to fight back in self-defense."
Zhang Tiejun said: "It turns out that you were obsessed with martial arts when you were young. I don't want Mr. Li to be the same after ten years."
Li Huqiu pointed at the tooth-covered and unconscious warriors on the ground, and said: "These people are in serious trouble. I must take a look at Mr. Changquan's remains before giving up. I will ask the master to help explain."
Zhang Tiejun deliberately hesitated, then turned his gaze to Nobuo Nagaizumi, his eyes full of compassion, and said solemnly: "Death is just the ultimate form of life. After taking off a stinky skin, Mr. Nagaizumi is still Mr. Nagaizumi, and there is no more in your hearts."
Not even one point will be lost. Every word and virtue in his life is still lingering in the mind of the poor monk. He once said that the real eternal life is the spirit. Only by remembering his spirit can we truly get his.
"Tao, the poor monk advises you to keep the remains of our respected master to encourage you not to forget the teachings of our respected master. You are actually putting the cart before the horse by risking your life to defend the remains of your respected master."
Nagaizumi Nobuo put on a look of sudden enlightenment, struggled to stand up and said: "Master is merciful, but I didn't expect this step." After that, he waved to Li Huqiu, pointed to an urn and said: "
Part of my late father's injured skeleton is kept here. Please take a look at it, sir."
Li Huqiu stepped over and opened the urn. Inside, there was a body wrapped in plastic wrap. There were several metal bottles in the box, all of which were emitting cold moisture. It was obvious that there were condensed ice cubes inside.
It was used to keep it fresh. Li Huqiu opened the plastic wrap and turned the body face up. Although the body was a little shriveled, it still showed the strength and flexibility of the past. Li Huqiu gently pressed the chest twice, and then
Turning the corpse over, I saw a palm print on the back of the remains. The spine in the palm print was bulging and deformed. I pressed it lightly. Just like the front, the muscle tissue had been beaten into a crispy shape. The power of this palm was already overwhelming.
He is better than the average Perfection Grandmaster, and his strength is quite strong, but the control of his strength is still far behind. After all, that person is not a true god. The strength of this punch is enough to kill two giant elephants side by side, but it is used to kill two giant elephants side by side.
Isn't it a huge waste to hit people? This guy's boxing skills no longer need to be sharpened, but his mental training is still far behind. This person's so-called innate Shinto mind is just single-minded focus, which does not mean superb fighting skills and attention to detail.
His control ability shows that he still lacks the experience to compete with real masters.
Li Huqiu said softly: "The fist is vague and almost Taoist, but it is too fierce and brave enough, but the mental strength is insufficient, so it is not enough to cause trouble for the time being!"
ps1: The Sky and Sky Map is about to begin. This is Huqiu’s last adventure. Readers who are familiar with Qinglian may have noticed that we have to deal with the Japanese martial arts world. It’s nearly two million words. It’s not written very fast.
Thank you for your company for such a long time. I have been working on new books recently, and I have to go to work at the same time, and I can hardly take care of anything. I haven’t read the book review section for a few days, but I read it all today. I sincerely thank Brother He Dao, Night School
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