"Give me a reason not to kill you." I said lightly.

The knife wound on my back doesn't hurt, it hurts my heart.

"When I kill you, I will kill the monsters that devour the world and protect the people of the city. Don't you know? Autumn Silver Cicada, the monster you keep saying you want to defeat is actually yourself...... How long are you going to deceive me? What did you do in the Imperial Study on the night of the full moon on the fifteenth of last month? Still want to deny it? He pointed to my face and shook his head with a look of deep disgust.

"What have you done?" I asked.

"On the night of the full moon, you will turn into a monster and devour the bright moon in the water, right there, right there!" He hissed as he pointed to the eight large copper water tanks under the eaves of the courtyard.

Those tanks are filled with clean water, and there are water lilies floating on the water, which can be both ornamental and fireproof.

I'm certainly not a monster, but my heart sank slightly when he mentioned "devouring the full moon".

Lotus once said that the "Hell's Guard Dog" is capable of devouring everything, and in nightmares even she swallows it with her.

If the monster that the emperor saw did not even let go of the full moon in the water, then it was equivalent to seeing the "hell guard dog" with his own eyes.

At such a moment, denial is useless, and since he said so, there must be some kind of real evidence.

"What else is there in that vat besides the full moon?" I asked.

He sneered faintly: "What else? And what you said, the medicine of eternal life. You've said so much, and you've forgotten about it, right? Now, do you really want to deny it all? ”

I walked to the vat with my wounds wounded, staggering under my feet.

The water lilies in the tank are half-crippled, and the fish under the leaves are faintly visible.

In the tank there were not only leaves and fish, but also my own face.

I looked into my eyes and suddenly remembered Master Wan: "At this moment, is he still in the room where I disappeared?" I rushed to the anti-thief pit to solve the problem, but suddenly disappeared, will it cause a wider panic? ”

When I think of Master Wan and the anti-thief pit, I naturally think of Gu Qingcheng, and I also think of all kinds of turning points and changes in Dunhuang City.

"Going around and around, where are things going?" I smiled wryly.

I was smiling bitterly in the water, but my eyes were clear and bright, and I was not confused. In a trance, I felt that it was not me, but another stranger. Because I have come to this point, not only am I suffering a knife wound, but I am not sure about the path I want to take in the future, and I can't sort out my thoughts, and my eyes should be very confused.

"Who are you?" I couldn't help but ask.

The Emperor had followed, standing across from me, their faces projected in the same jar.

"I saw you with my own eyes, devouring eight full moons here, grabbing the essence of every vat." The emperor said.

When he opened his mouth to speak, the "he" in the jar also opened his mouth, and the shadow was rapidly changing, turning into the appearance described by Lotus, with a long tongue and a wide mouth, and extremely treacherous.

"Is it me or you?" I asked.

"You and I don't separate each other, do we? That stab down, and there will be only one me left, without you. Rest here in peace, I can do the affairs of the Five Kingdoms City without you. He said.

With a tick, his saliva fell into the tank, and the two faces on the water surface were immediately scattered by the water waves and turned into mottled fragments.

I looked up, and the emperor was gone, but I was faced with an extremely hideous and ugly face.

"Hellwatchdog—" I now understand that Lotus was not dreaming, but had actually been attacked by the Hellwatchdog.

"This is the last day, yours, your last days...... Now you should know the reason why I don't deplore the fall of Bianliang City, right? He laughed wryly.

Since he is a monster, he is not interested in anything that humans cherish, but only in "devouring humans".

"I should have killed you." I say.

"Me too, I should have swallowed you. The night is long and dreamy, and I don't know what strange things are going to happen again. He also said.

At this point in the conversation, I felt my body suddenly chill, and then the heat and dryness were unbearable, and so on three times before my mood slowly calmed down.

"What are you thinking?" Someone asked me a question.

When I looked up again, I saw Master Wan's unfathomable eyes.

"I-" I was startled, only to find that I was still in Master Wan's room, without the Emperor, let alone the knife wound on my back.

"You've just gone too far." Master Wan said leisurely, "Legend has it that the movement of the soul is not limited by distance, and it will arrive at the thought of it. I tried desperately to stop you from leaving, but I was ...... Stabbed. Hehe, all the fate of the world is entangled in the past life. In this life, he stabbed me, but I don't know, in my previous life, how much I owed him? ”

I jumped up, and a thin-bladed knife was stuck in Master Wan's back, and the blood marks near the wound had already dried.

"It's weird, this knife was supposed to be stuck in me—" I shook my head in confusion.

From Master Wan's perceptive eyes, I suddenly felt that all processes are dream bubbles, before today, after today, nothing is real, only the present.

"You understand?" Master Wan asked.

I shook my head slowly: "I don't dare to explain it, it's just ...... I know a little more about the history of the past. ”

History is all written by the victors, and even the supposedly upright historians must follow the will of the rulers, and every time they write a pen, they have to go through the emperor's three or five trials.

From this point of view, history represents only personal likes and dislikes, and it is impossible to achieve complete justice.

When we study Emperor Huizong from the History of the Song Dynasty, what we read is nothing more than the words of the historians, not something completely accurate, which can be believed or not.

By analogy, what exactly happened in the "Jingkang Difficulty" is ultimately unknown.

"I got nothing, I'm sorry." I sincerely apologize.

"I don't blame you, it's all fate." Master Wan gasped with difficulty.

"I'll take you to the hospital?" I asked.

Master Wan shook his head: "You are here, my life and death are no longer important......

It was a fatal knife, even if he was sent to the hospital at this moment, I was afraid that he would not be able to recover.

"Remember, the meaning of the real Dunhuang Heavenly Machine...... It is to find the secret of being invincible and invincible in the world. How a person's future depends on the future of a country...... Understanding the changes can help our nation and our country become undefeated......" Master Wan fell, his voice became more urgent, "It's not wealth, it's not personal authority, Dunhuang Tianji is the country's big secret...... We must remember that we should abandon our personal life and death, honor and disgrace, and ...... for the sake of the country, the nation, and the future of the Chinese nation."

His voice grew weaker and weaker, and the light in his eyes faded until he finally vanished.

I stood in the room and felt an indescribable sense of melancholy.

After Ming Shuisleeve appeared in Cave 112, a series of strange things happened. Until now, I entered the illusion of Emperor Huizong, and then left the illusion and returned here - what did I get in the end? Nothing; In the end, I realized something, and I realized nothing.

When I knew that I had worked hard and my hands were empty, I couldn't help but laugh miserably.

I walked out, ignoring anyone, and just walked straight on, all the way to a deserted cliff.

"Now, even Gu Qingcheng has disappeared." I sighed in my heart.

I don't know how long it took, and the faint smell of clothes wafted in the air.

I didn't look back, judging from the footsteps behind me, it was Mingshui sleeve.

"I've heard that you go back in time and see some things and meet some people in the long river of history. I know what it feels like, it's like a dream, but it's not a dream. Between dreaming and waking up, it seems that as long as you raise your hand, you can wake up from the dream, or as soon as you lower your head, you can go from waking to dreaming. How many times have I been in a dream* and want to leave the dream; How many times have I been in reality* again and wanted to go back to my dreams. Human minds are so strange that sometimes they can't control them. You say, is it a dream or is it real? No one can answer, the awake person says it's in a dream, but the sleeping person answers that it's reality......" Mingshui sleeve whispered.

These philosophical theories no longer make sense, and I get straight to the point: "Do you think this is reality or fantasy?" Ming and death are things that have already happened, and no matter what you say, they can't change reality. ”

Ming Shuisleeve suddenly screamed: "No, Ming will not die, as long as you do a few big things, Ming will not only not die, but will be able to get through the difficulties and create brilliance again-"

Modern people know that the destruction of a dynasty is not decided by the last three or five generations, but once the trend of the regime's decline from its heyday is formed, it is a matter of time before it finally fails.

"There are no exceptions." I shook my head at Mingshui.

Gu Qingcheng disappeared, and I didn't see a trace of sadness on her face.

"You're not me, how do you know what I'm thinking?" Ming Shuisleeve's eyes showed a look of stinging indignation.

"If there is a chance to turn the tables, the current society will be tomorrow, and not—" I retorted to her, but stopped halfway through.

Now that the world's major events have been decided, is there any point in doing this kind of useless argument again?

The death of the Ming Dynasty and the destruction of the Qing Dynasty are already the history of the coffin, so why talk about it?

"You don't know, we once had the biggest chance to turn the tables, only I knew the secret, but my father didn't listen to my advice and stubbornly defended the capital, which finally led to the later destruction of the city. If the world could be repeated, I would kill myself and awaken my father's nightmare with my own blood. Ming Shuisleeve said.

These words are generally dismissed as "crazy talk" by modern people and then scoffed at.

I can't discern the origin of Ming Shui Sleeve, but with the identification ability of the two brothers and sisters Gu Tingguo and Gu Tilting, I must have found some clues, so I will bother to accompany Ming Shui Sleeve to Dunhuang.

"Master Wan is dead, otherwise, he may be able to become your bosom friend." I say.

Master Wan is regarded as the highest benchmark in the study of the Mogao Grottoes, a world-class master, and the scope of his knowledge has almost reached the limit of the history of the Mogao Grottoes.

"Him?" Ming Shuisleeve sneered, "Xia Worm can't just say ice. ”

I couldn't help frowning: "If Master Wan is just a summer worm in your eyes, then the others are even less worth mentioning. ”

Ming Shuisleeve gently raised his right hand, cocked his white and slender index finger, and pointed at my face: "You are the person who can really understand the Mogao Grottoes in depth, do not blindly follow history, do not blindly believe rumors, and are willing to investigate history with the most honest attitude, rather than following the crowd and spreading falsehoods." I saw from the classics that there was a big man who said the words 'seeking truth from facts', which is really the awakening words of the Daigo Empowerment Gang. Today, there is no one in a world that can do this. Alas, to be a human being, we must look for examples from the roots of the ancient law, and we must seek the near and far, rather than choose randomly. Mr. Long, I have heard Mr. Lei say that you are the most realistic young man he has ever seen in his life, and no one can compare with him. So, Miss Gu and I went all the way north, looking for you. ”

I was neither flattered nor indifferent and arrogant, I just nodded lightly and motioned for Ming Shuisleeve to continue.

Mr. Lui said that many people coveted the power of Perak Hall, whether it was apprentices with foreign surnames or children of their own clan, at least more than 100 people, fighting openly and secretly for this authority. Only you can make the world drunk and wake up, let go and evacuate Hong Kong Island, without the slightest hesitation, and treat money and power like dung. Among the six billion people in the world, there are only a handful of people who can do this, whether it is the rivers and lakes or the imperial court. What I'm going to do is too big to do until I find someone like you. Otherwise, I'd rather not do it, and let that secret be buried forever in the pile of old papers of history. Ming Shuisleeve continued.

On Hong Kong Island, on any occasion, Lei Dongtian will say that I am his good brother.

I am a Jianghu person, but I don't want to be a pure Jianghu person, but to be a "complete good person", neither grandstanding nor arrogant.

Although the path Lei Dongtian chose was bright, I didn't have to follow the same path and follow the same path as him.

"Thank you." I would like to thank you briefly.

"Would you like to work with me?" Ming Shuisleeve held out his right hand to me.

I turned my back and looked out over the long night of the Gobi.

There is no convincing conclusion on Gu Tingcheng's disappearance, and Ming Shuichong is already delineating the next partner to work with. This practice is already a common rule in the imperial court, not the behavior of the Jianghu people.

"Let's talk about finding Miss Gu, maybe she is more willing to cooperate with you." I say.

"Wouldn't it be better to cooperate first, and then find her?" Ming Shuisleeve asked.

I turned my back to her and waved my hand: "Find her." ”

No one should give a martyrdom to Mogao Grottoes, no matter how high or low, it is a good life. If Gu Qingcheng is gone, then the cliff grottoes on the western Gobi are too dangerous, and everyone must stay away to avoid accidents.

"I know where she is." Ming Shuisleeve said suddenly.

I don't want to listen to Xuanzhi and Xuan's words, but to solve practical problems and find out the living Gu Tingcheng.

"People swim in the painting." Ming Suisleeve replied.