When the Northern Emperor said this, my heart suddenly sank, and I immediately thought of "Rebounding Pipa Diagram".

Perhaps I was too sensitive, and when I heard the word "pipa", I couldn't think of anything else, and I aimed directly at the mural in Cave 112.

The Great Emperor of the North stopped, put down his wine glass, and was stunned for a moment, his body slowly sliding, all immersed in ice water, until the ice cube was not on the top.

I can now understand why he immersed himself in the ice pool and talked to me about this adventure, because all the plots are so weird and beyond people's imagination that they reach the point of "excessive brain-burning".

Without ice water to cool down, his brain would have been "burned".

Later, he emerged from the water and shook his head vigorously, splashing everywhere.

"Speak slowly, not in a hurry." I reminded him in a low voice.

The woman with the lute in her arms sat down on a chair, and before she could start playing, she just turned the shaft to tune the strings, and the few tunes she made were already seductive, and I was plunged into the deep sea of music. After that, she lowered her head and began to play the piano. I don't know the name of the piece, but when I heard the music, my heart was sent to the crest of the wave, tossed into the trough, clenched, and released...... For me, the music played by the pipa is no longer a pleasant enjoyment, but a kind of desperate torture. In the sound of the lute, I thought of all the pains I had suffered in my childhood so far, and also thought that the reason why I was able to move forward with a strong chest and maintain the image of an 'iron man' to the outside world was because my nerves had become numb and I had become a puppet with no appearance, like a marionette without a heart. I know very well that such a life is actually a great tragedy, the 'Great Emperor of the North' in the eyes of the world is meaningless, and living is equivalent to dying - I thought of death in the sound of the lute, and longed to end my life in the sound of the lute, so that my boring and painful life came to an abrupt end......" The Great Emperor of the North suddenly burst out laughing, and the laughter was full of bitterness that could not be concealed.

At the turn of the century, several well-known dark cults in Europe and the United States produced a batch of "suicide music," which became very popular around the world. Many suicidal depressed people are tempted by those tunes and embark on the path of parting from the world.

Psychologists analyzed all the deaths and came to the following conclusion: "Depressed people are inherently suicidal, and once they are poked at the center of the music, they will immediately take drastic action." Music doesn't have that much magic, it's just an inducement, it's the straw that breaks the camel's back, and it's not worth exaggerating. ”

Now, I can't tell if the Northern Emperor is a real thing or an illusion, but I can understand his feelings.

After the collapse of the Northern Alliance, the ambitious Northern Emperor inherited a mess of the country and had to resort to "cryotherapy", unprecedented in the history of the world economy. As the head of a country, how much glory he has endured, how much slander he has to bear, and the pressure is unimaginable.

It was the gamble of the century, and he won the bet, but he will always be haunted by the nightmare of "losing the bet". As a result, every day of his life seems to be dancing on the tip of a knife, and one negligence will fall into the abyss and lose a lifetime of fame.

Everyone understands that this kind of day is not happy, but it is not as good as the small people in the market, who are worried about food and clothing, but can sleep well until dawn every night.

Stress is the main cause of a person's depression, and behind the seemingly beautiful scenery of the Northern Emperor, he has fallen into the quagmire of depression.

"Your Excellency, that's a trap." I say.

The Northern Emperor shook his head: "No, no, it's not a trap, it's an enlightenment from heaven." ”

I am speechless, this situation Zhuangzi has already said - "Zi is not a fish, and the joy of knowing the fish?" ”

No one is the Emperor of the North, who knows his happiness and worries?

The woman who played the pipa had already taken away the soul of the Northern Emperor just by sitting and playing, so I guess when she stood up, the Northern Emperor was in danger.

Sure enough, the Emperor of the North's next narration made me unable to help but be dumbfounded: "She stood up while playing, the frequency of the five fingers of her right hand hooking the strings became faster and faster, and the sound of the pipa became more and more agitated. The world around me vanished, and all I could hear was the sound of the lute, and the only thing in my eyes was the woman playing the lute. Later, she spun around on the stage, like a cheerful canary, and suddenly waved her arms and put the pipa behind her back, but she still played with both hands, and the music was so loud that it flew straight out of the clouds. At that moment, my soul flew out of my body, rising higher and higher, looking down on the world. I think this is the taste of death, desperate but wonderful, away from all earthly troubles, without thinking about the country or the self, just flying higher and higher, disappearing into the clear sky and blue sky......"

Normally, a piece of music is composed of introduction, foreshadowing, rising, peak, and epilogue. If one's mind is really integrated into the music, one will definitely be able to experience the taste of "out-of-body".

I have sorted out the context of this story, and the development of things has so far, the Northern Emperor is still in chaos and ignorance. Then, the person riding the white tiger took so much effort to bring him over, definitely not just to watch a show, but to have more important arrangements.

"You must have seen the woman?" I asked.

The Great Emperor of the North's eyes blinked a few times, and I immediately reminded: "Your Excellency, General, don't lie, you have to tell me the actual situation." ”

According to the laws of psychology, the continuous blinking of the person's eyes proves that he is searching for excuses in his mind to perfunctory my problem.

"I didn't see it." The Great of the North said.

I frowned slightly: "So, this is a story with a beginning and no tail?" ”

The Northern Emperor also shook his head: "I mean, I'm not sure if I saw her. At that time, when she made the 'rebounding pipa' movement in the center of the stage, the sky instantly fell into the sky, obscuring everything. When the petals fell, the stage and stands were empty, and there was a foot-thick snow and ice everywhere. ”

"Is it an illusion?" I sighed.

"It can only be said that there was a time when there was indeed a soul-stirring recital, but no time passed, and the event was over, and only the cold stone theater remained, just like the Colosseum we see now." The Great of the North sighed deeply.

The two of us were soaked in ice water at the same time, and what supported him was the fiery thoughts in his heart, and what supported me was Shaolin internal strength.

It is conceivable that after the illusion disappeared, the Northern Emperor must have exhausted all means to find out the performers who had appeared on the abandoned stage.

The bouncer is in Dunhuang, and the stage is thousands of miles away on the back side of the Caucasus Mountain. No far-fetched explanation can shed light on the connection between the two or the two places.

"Is it a mirage?" That's the only explanation I can make.

The mirage can refract, reflect, and project any image through light refraction, reflection, and projection, resulting in a strange phenomenon of "going in the opposite direction" such as "the real body is in the United States, and the phantom is in China".

"That's my initial explanation, hehe, but the scientists at the Satellite Agency, in a rigorous and pragmatic and root-seeking attitude, completely rejected my words. The Caucasus Mountains separate the north and south, creating a huge temperature difference between the two sides. Located in the depths of a prehistoric glacier, the air is thin, and the temperature is below minus 40 degrees Celsius all year round. Eventually, medical experts performed a high-precision brain scan on me, and I was able to come up with a seemingly absurd explanation - 'sunken images of the gray area'. That explanation doesn't make sense, right? The Great of the North continued.

I sighed, and then nodded, agreeing with what the Northern Emperor said.

The "gray area" is also known as the "no man's land" of the human mind, and any kind of mental illness is attributed to the "gray area". Including the "Alzheimer's disease", which is unsolved by modern medicine, is to blame for the "gray area". When medical experts came up with the "gray zone" theory to explain the adventures of the Northern Emperor, they had already put the story on the seal of "never answered".

"These stupid specialists...... The state spends a lot of money every year to train them, and in the end it is perfunctory with such an answer. Hmph, this is an era of fake experts, and it is time to carry out a major purge of the scientific and technological circles, shoot all those who have no achievements and are confused, and leave only wise men who can really contribute to the country, so that China's scientific and technological undertakings can take off......," said the Northern Emperor.

I immediately shook my head, trying to stop his "atrocity".

However, before I could speak, the Northern Emperor waved his hand violently: "You don't need to say it, this kind of 'purge' is not going to be carried out now, but after the 'Ancient Stage' incident is over." Mr. Long, help me explain this matter, help me find the woman who snatched my soul from the rebounding lute, you are the greatest hero in the history of our country. ”

I was a little nervous, I didn't know if I would be able to take on such a heavy responsibility.

Since the woman appeared in the illusion, it is not known that decades, centuries, or even centuries and eras have passed, and in short, it is not just now.

The Great Emperor of the North asked me to find a target that was far away in time and space, and this was definitely an impossible task.

I didn't rush to refuse, but forced myself to show a frank smile: "Your Excellency, the appearance of any situation is not groundless, there must be clues. Rest assured, give me time, and I will work with your scientists to come up with the most convincing answer. ”

So many women of different colors and nationalities in the world are in love with the Emperor of the North, especially after he publicly announced his divorce in front of the media, the president's office receives thousands of courtship letters from infatuated women every day. What's more, some bold women even intercepted the presidential motorcade along the road, and did not hesitate to defy the law in order to achieve the goal of throwing them into their arms.

It seems that the main reason why these women can't move the Northern Emperor is because he already has a heart.

"I will do my best to cooperate with you." The Great of the North stretched out his hand to me.

At this moment, there is no arrogance, slaughter, disdain, or contempt in his eyes, his gaze is very gentle, and there is even a sense of dependence and helplessness.

I secretly sighed in my heart, no matter how great a hero is, once he is caught in love, he will lose his square inch.

"Your Excellency General, you must have seen the mural of "Rebounding Pipa Picture" in Cave 112 of Mogao Grottoes in China, right? Is the woman you saw on the ancient stage bounce the lute, the same as the woman in the mural? I asked.

The Great Emperor of the North suddenly asked, "Do you know? When you ask that, the question itself is very wrong—"