"You shouldn't come in, the person who challenged the Oda clan's soul dementorship ended up being fascinated by the soul dementorship and couldn't break free...... Zhao Tan's voice was hoarse, his throat seemed to be stuffed with sand, and his voice became erratic and distant, suddenly to the left, and suddenly to the right.

"But, I'm already in." I still clasped his ankles and replied without haste.

"Long Fei, Long Fei, Long Fei...... Long Fei, Long Fei, Long Fei, Long Fei......" Suddenly, shouts rang out from all directions at the same time, as if there were more than a dozen different voices calling my name at the same time.

My heart was shocked, and I could distinguish Meng Qiao's voice from the many voices at once.

We've been together for so long, and I'm most familiar with her voice, and I can hear it all at once, even if it's mixed with a hundred other voices.

"Long Fei, it's me." The other voices were lowered, and only Meng Qiao's voice remained.

"It's an illusion." I turned my head and looked to the right where the voice was coming from.

"Long Fei, is it me?" I couldn't see anyone, but Meng Qiao's voice kept ringing.

She wasn't supposed to be here, but this secret place was set up by us together, and she knew the address and had been there many times.

"Long Fei, it's me, I'm here to clean up the house, this is our secret stronghold, and I shouldn't bring anyone else. The correct escape route only has one chance to use it, and if you use it this time, you won't be safe next time...... "Whatever I think, Meng Qiao's voice will say something, as if it has insight into what is in my head.

"It's a dementorship, it's brilliant." I turned my head and said to Zhao Tan.

"What? No? I don't understand what you're saying? Zhao Tan's expression was very sincere, as if the auditory hallucinations I had just now had nothing to do with him at all.

"It's really funny, we all thought that Zuo Fengshou rebelled against the Yellow Flower Club in order to seize power, but we didn't expect that everything was manipulated by you behind your back. As soon as the soul dementorship came out, all the physical laws of the world completely lost their effect. I admired the predecessors of the Oda clan, who were able to grow new flowers in the land of metaphysics that had been cultivated so much. "I relied on my own imagination to reimagine the rebellion in Luopan Village.

With Zhao Tan's soul technique, all the inexplicable things have a reason to make sense.

For example, the sudden mirage, such as the strange feeling brought to me by the sand table under the stone tower, such as the unique combination of Zuo Fengshou and the Gu insect formation "Gu Refiner's Spear...... Zhao Tan took advantage of everyone, and he has been hiding behind the scenes, allowing the Yellow Flower Society to fight with the Xinyue Wuxiang faction.

"You're the only mortal who can see the big picture." Zhao Tan laughed incomprehensibly.

He saw me as a mortal, and naturally he already saw himself as a "god".

"All for what? What are you pursuing for fame, fortune and wealth that mortals are pursuing? I asked along his track.

"Six kings, four seas one. Shushan Wu, Afang out, covering more than 300 miles...... That is the pursuit of mortals, and it is true that after totalitarianism, fame and fortune are all left, only death remains. I'm not, I have to grow new leaves and flowers from the scorched trees of death. Zhao Tan said.

The colored light in his eyes gradually faded, but the momentum of the whole person completely changed, as if he had become a big man as steady as Mount Tai and a mountain in the depths, overlooking the country he had built.

"You are really the descendant of the emperor of the Southern Song Dynasty, I believe it." I say.

Physiognomy says that it is better to be poor than poor.

An extraordinary person who can face the south and turn his back to the north and ascend the throne must have an extraordinary mind and extraordinary momentum.

Although I'm not sure what that momentum looks like, the Zhao Tan I see now is the appearance of the Ninety-Five Supreme.

"Help me." Zhao Tan said.

My heart trembled, and when he said these three words, there seemed to be a magical power in his voice that could not be refused.

"How wonderful it should be to fight the world together, enjoy the glory and wealth together, and become the master of this flower world together?" He continued.

"You want me to ...... Doing things for you? I took a deep breath and let myself jump out of his seductive voice.

"No, it's us together, regardless of high or low, regardless of you and me, that is, we will fight the world together and sit together in the country. You're not Long Fei, not before, and not in the future, that's just an insignificant codename. You have your own name, you have your own past life, want to know? Don't want to know? Zhao Tan asked.

I nodded involuntarily and squeezed a word out of my throat: "Yes." ”

If I had a past life, the vague consciousness of the Mogao Grottoes rebounding pipa diagram might be left over from my previous life, and I would be lucky in this life to be able to continue the frontier.

"Follow me, I'll show you." Zhao Tan said.

I flashed to the side, and he jumped out of bed and walked out the door.

The General was making sandwiches in the open kitchen, and the short gun was placed on the corner of the island, within reach.

"Mr. Long, I made a-" The general looked up and grabbed his gun for the first time.

She has undergone rigorous training, and in any unexpected situation, she will make a reflex and act quickly and vigilantly.

"Huh?" Zhao Tan didn't stop, only glanced at the kitchen, then turned around and went straight to the door.

Outside the door is a flat courtyard, because I don't come often, I don't plant any flowers or vegetables, just a layer of cement tiles.

To enter the house from the courtyard, you have to walk up three very low steps.

"Look at the pool—" Zhao Tan walked to the door, one foot in the door, the other outside the door, and pointed into the courtyard.

Of course, there is no pond in the courtyard, and the harsh natural climate of Dunhuang does not allow such a water feature to exist.

I knew that Zhao Tan would use soul dementorship to create illusions, but I still looked in the direction of his finger.

Knowing that there are tigers in the mountains, he prefers to go to the tiger mountains.

This time, I'm going to go deep into the depths of spiritualism and uncover the secrets of my enemies' hearts.

Sure enough, there was a pond outside the door—no, the whole yard had become a pond, with the round leaves of water lilies floating on the water, and a dozen koi fish shuttling and flicking under the leaves. In addition to the water lilies, there are wild lotuses, four or five budding pink lotus flowers are two feet above the water surface, slim and elegant, fragrant and clear.

"It's still an illusion, where is the answer you want to give me?" I asked.

"Look at the pond." Zhao Tan pointed again, "What I want you to see is not those flowers and fish, but the reflected sky." ”

I looked at it again, and the water was fiery red, proving that the sky in the illusion was on fire.

"We will surely experience a terrible war, the entire royal city will fall into the hands of foreign races, all subjects will fall to their knees in the dust, welcome the foreign tiger and wolf army into the city, and all the savings of the harem for hundreds of years will be looted. This is not the worst of times, but a time of resurrection and awakening with labor pains. Look at the sky overhead, where all good and bad signs appear. Look to the distant future, not to the destruction of the royal city and the shame of exile. The sinking at this moment is just accumulating strength for the future take-off. The seeds of the scorched wood start from here......" Zhao Tan's voice became more and more indifferent, and finally became emotionless, empty and monotonous.

In the Two Song Dynasty, "the fall of Wangcheng" must refer to "the shame of Jingkang".

In that period of history, what historians can't understand the most is why Jin Wushu, the generalissimo of the Jin Kingdom, had to take the two emperors of the Northern Song Dynasty to the north of the country, and at the same time carry ships and empty the Bianjing Imperial Palace? Normally, since the enemy's capital has been conquered, it is necessary to change the flag and leave troops to guard it, instead of rushing to the enemy, hurrying away, and handing over Bianjing to the dead Song.

"In that vast land, look for the scorched wood, search for it as if it were your own faith, and the day when you finally get it will be the time of the consummation of this tribulation." Zhao Tan said.

In fact, the focus of Zhao Tan's passage is that "the fall of Wangcheng is not the worst situation", that is to say, "fall" is only a part of the whole process. Getting there is the worst end of the two songs.

Just like the late Zhu Ming Dynasty, Emperor Chongzhen hung himself on the tree, which was the worst outcome.

History is like a philosophical book, there is no worst, only worse.

During the disgrace of Jingkang, the two generations of emperors were escorted by the army of tigers and wolves to the city of five countries, a bitter cold land in the north, and lived a life of "sitting in a well and watching the sky". At the same time, the people of the Central Plains faced the dilapidated situation of "no monarch in the country", and worked hard to wait for "King Kang Zhao Gou".

Historians believe that if there was no "Jingkang's shame," there would have been no chance for "Kangwang Zhao Gou" to step onto the big stage of history.

The death of Bianjing is a bad thing for some Zhao family members, but it is a good thing for other Zhao family members.

Emperors rise and fall, always.

In the middle of the Ming Dynasty, when the Tumubao changed and the capital was defended, didn't Zhu Ming's two successive generations of emperors also face such a dilemma?

"Where's the scorched wood? Where are we? At some point, the general followed, his expression in a trance, as if he was sleepwalking.

"The scorched wood must be where you can reach, and we are at the dividing point of history." Zhao Tan replied.

Looking at the reflection of the heavenly fire in the pond, I can deeply appreciate how terrible the trauma of the war has been to the Central Plains.

"What kind of age is this? Good or bad? I asked.

"A good era must be created by oneself, and when opportunities come, there are few that cannot be grasped, and it is inevitable that they will suffer the shame of losing their country, and this is true of every country and every race. The good is also bad; What is bad is also good—blessings and misfortunes lurk, and misfortunes and blessings depend on. Zhao Tan replied.

"Look at the old buildings reflected in the water." I pointed forward.

There is not only a sky fire on the water, but also the gray roofs of many ancient palaces.

The landmark buildings of different dynasties, different countries, and different nationalities all have distinctive characteristics and are rarely confused. Now, instead of the Song Dynasty buildings, I see a large area of roofs with a distinctly Tang Dynasty style and Japanese characteristics.

The palace houses changed, and the dynasties they represented were certainly different. In other words, the words that Zhao Tan said have obvious inducing significance.

"It's still the Oda clan's soul dementorship." I let out a long sigh.

I don't want to see only the illusory scenes made of strange arts, what I want is to see the real past.

The pond, the heavenly fire, and the house in front of him were all created by Zhao Tan with powerful ideas and superb soul dementorship, and they had no practical significance.

"It's real, in my memory." Zhao Tan said.

"What you call 'real' is not really 'objective truth', but has a strong personal tinge. Even if you are telling the history of the two Song Dynasty in the Central Plains, you have been alienated by the Oda clan - beautified or scandalized, and they have been changed beyond recognition. I said.

If Oda's dementorship can only reach this realm, then it really disappoints me.

"What do you think you should see?" Zhao Tan asked.

I just exposed the inside story of his illusion, and I couldn't help but be a little careless, without delving into the importance of this question, and answered a little casually: "Song is Song, Tang is Tang, Central Plains is Central Plains, and Dongying is Dongying." Putting everything as it is, that's what I want—"

"Everything you want, here." Zhao Tan said lightly.