Professor Feng ignored Feng Sheng's disdainful gaze and continued:

"According to my research, the Ministry of Wind and the Ministry of Rain are both loyal ministers who protect the Kingdom of Dali, they are all acting on orders, they are all victims, and they have fallen into the Yuan Dynasty's divisive scheme. ”

"Discord Scheme, is there such a story?" Feng Yiqun's eyes lit up.

Professor Feng continued, "This is not a story, but a history of generosity and tragedy. According to the historical data of our wind department, on the same day, the commander of the wind department received an edict from the emperor's minister, the content of which was that the rain department was afraid of the iron cavalry of the Great Yuan, and had secretly contacted the Great Yuan, preparing to surrender in the late autumn of that year, but, as a letter of surrender, it was a sneak attack on the camp of the Wind Department. According to the emperor's will, we, the Wind Ministry, have devised an empty city plan to test whether the Rain Ministry will come to attack and whether they are really ready to surrender. As a result, on that night when the morning star rose high, the rain came in the middle of the night and was defeated by the Kazebu soldiers. ”

"Yes, it was that night that the descendants of Yubu began to be displaced, and those who left the country embarked on a road of no return, and are still adrift on the borders of foreign countries. The commander of the rain department made an oath: 'You must remember that even if there is only one person left in the rain department, you must take revenge, otherwise you will not be worthy of being the descendant of the rain department!' From then on, a seed of hatred was planted in the heart of every living rain tribe. Fengsheng added.

"It's just a part of history," said Professor Feng, "and when the wind department defeated the rain department, and before there was time to celebrate the victory, the iron cavalry of the Yuan Dynasty rushed like a whirlwind, and the wind department was overwhelmed, and there was almost no return." ”

"Ah, what's going on?" Feng Yiqun gasped.

"There is a person forgotten in the history books, that is, the young minister of the Qin Mission, that is, he ---- a double agent, he betrayed the country to seek glory, and he had already taken refuge in the Yuan Dynasty and became a spy. He falsely preached the Holy Decree and caused the Wind and Rain to kill each other, consuming the elite of the Dali Kingdom, and finally, the soldiers of the Yuan Dynasty poured out of the nest to destroy the remnants of the Wind and the resistance of other tribes. This is the truth of history!" Professor Feng said angrily.

"Shameless!" Feng Yiqun rebuked angrily.

"Haha, that's wonderful, but unfortunately, I don't believe it. With my understanding of your Professor Feng, it is easy to make up a wonderful story on the spot, and besides, I already hold the life gate of the earth, why should I give up!' Besides, my ancestors made an oath: 'You must remember that even if there is only one person left in the rain department, you must take revenge, otherwise you will not be worthy of being the descendant of the rain department!'"

"Your ancestors?!" Professor Feng was startled, "Aren't you the Wind Voice?"

"Yes, I'm not the wind. "The wind has long since died, not only the wind, but all the descendants of the wind in the forest town of Bavaria, Germany, have all returned to their hometowns." ”

"Why is this happening, and who did it?" Professor Feng asked, his cheeks flushed, his voice hoarse.

"It's going to be a question, I did it. It was I who infiltrated the town and killed everyone by poisoning, haha, you didn't expect it. The wind laughed presumptuously, and he trembled.

"What is your purpose?" shouted Feng Yiqun.

"The purpose is for me to play the role of the wind ---- your butler, so that I will have a chance to get close to the wind and find a chance to kill him, preferably, along with the descendants of the wind department. ”

"And who are you?" asked Professor Wind.

"I'm --- Ah Hong, your student once studied meteorology with you for four years, do you remember me?"

"Ah Hong! It turned out to be you. ”

"Because I followed you to learn because I was close to you for the purpose, otherwise, why should I follow you all the time, so I have long understood your living habits, and I am still qualified as a housekeeper who --- your later rumors. As he spoke, the wind put the short-barreled gun at his waist, put his hands behind his ears, and then pressed it down, and then slowly moved forward until he removed the fake face from his face, revealing his true face.

"Transfiguration!" Feng Yiqun exclaimed.

A fake face, held in Ah Hong's hand, is like an uneven colored sculpture. At this moment, his true face was finally revealed, a slightly brown young handsome face, a high nose bridge, and his eyes seemed to have regained their former brilliance, but they were strange eyes, full of vicious ingredients.

"Sure enough, it's Ah Hong, I still don't understand. Professor Feng looked directly at Feng Sheng (Ah Hong), "Why are you doing this?"

"Because, Ah Hong is not my real name, my name is 'Yuhong', and I am a descendant of your enemy 'Yubu', and I can also say that I am the prince of 'Yubu'. ”

"Huh!?" Professor Feng and Feng Yiqun opened their mouths at the same time, staying there, "That's actually the case." ”

"Yes!" Yuhong roared, "So, you all have to die, and no matter how interesting the story you just made up, I won't change my mind." ”

"You'll regret it!" said Professor Feng Zhongyuhong.

"Never!" Yu Hong roared, his face contorted, he raised the short-barreled gun, held it in his hand, and the fingers of his right hand buckled on the trigger, aimed at Professor Feng and Feng Yiqun, and pulled it without hesitation.

A few crisp gunshots rang in their ears, and Professor Feng and Feng Yiqun closed their eyes, but they didn't hit them, and the bullets flew into the air.

When they opened their eyes, they found that the black robed Wurong wise man was standing in front of Yuhong, with black fingers like steel hooks, tightly holding Yuhong's neck, and he said loudly: "I warned you! ”

Yuhong's eyes turned out, her face turned into a red cloth, and her tongue was exposed outside her lips, like a dying dog.

The wise man of Wurong pulled the golden key in Yuhong's hand with his other hand, and then, with a wave of his arm, he saw that Yuhong was thrown off the cliff like a rag and fell into the mountain, and then, several screams came, and slowly disappeared into the air.

"Children, I sent you out, now let's go home together!" The Wise Man of Wurong stretched out his long arm to Professor Feng and Feng Yiqun, like a mechanical arm, in front of them.

"And us!"

A clear and beautiful voice came, so familiar. Feng Yiqun looked up and saw that it was actually wind and frost, Tingting was standing on the edge of the platform, smiling, and beside her stood gold who had lost an arm.

Not long after, a silver spaceship, piercing through the clouds and fog, flew in the direction of the canyon, and the golden key on the ship shone brightly.

Perhaps, in the near future, this spacecraft will also fly into space, fly to Venus, complete the ----mission of the --- of Jinzi to Venus, and come to Earth to save Venus!

(End of book)