The rose reliefs are elegant and retro, the oil paint of the murals is full of rich new freedom, and the silver mirror clearly reflects the human figure.

  An oriental face looked closely at the furnishings in the room, his fingers rubbing his chin slightly, and a magatama looming from his wrist.

  "Can I bring a pair of this back? Of course, I would exchange it for glazed pottery from my ship. ”

  "Draw? Absolutely, my friend, it deserves to be collected by someone who loves it. ”

  Inside the room was a Genevan with curly hair and a Purpoan robe.

  He was hunched on a piece of paper, writing a draft.

  "Monsieur François sent me another letter yesterday stating that he had been assassinated by the Church again at his new place of residence."

  "Mr. Jean, new changes will always be accompanied by the obstacles of the old legacy."

  The Oriental seemed to be accustomed to this kind of thing.

  "Is this a manuscript you've been working on lately?"

  "Yes, I've been trying to document something lately about our government, this society, and the way citizens exist."

  Mr. Jean nodded.

  "Mr. He, are you also interested in this?"

  The Oriental thought for a moment and shook his head.

  "It's not much, I used to be the promoter of the divine right of kings, and the queen I served taught me a lot, about ...... 'celestial and human induction', we are called in this language there."

  "Do the rulers of the East also rely on the Church to govern the country with ignorant worship?"

  "Not exactly."

  The Oriental shook his head.

  "I once worked under a Cao Cheng, and before I left at sea, Cao Cheng had a heart-to-heart talk with me and talked about his views on the 'people's heart'."

  "What did Mr. Cao say?"

  "I'd rather be responsible for others than for others."

  "The ...... of people-oriented thinking"

  Mr. Jean pondered the meaning of this sentence, wrote and drew on the manuscript, and recorded his trivial thoughts.

  "Extreme individualism, free from the influence of theocracy, and the personal use of absolute rights, this may be the fundamental concept of civil society......"

  Mr. Jean pondered and savored it, and faintly produced an indescribable resonance.

  It is not the resonance of "", but the resonance of "individualism" in every citizen.

  What is Society? What is an Individual?

  In the primitive era, there was no legal system, the group was loose, and the nature of the individual was the theory of freedom and the strong, the theory of the masses, and the law of the jungle in force.

  And the existence of society stipulates the law and establishes a system for people to obey.

  So, when everyone abandons the rules of force and chooses to abide by the rules of society, has he already paid for his freedom?

  The propertied in primitive societies came from the competition of force and from the survival of the fittest of individuals.

  However, the propertied in a society governed by the rule of law is based on the rule of law established by each individual retaining relative freedom and paying "absolute freedom".

  If the proletarian is dissatisfied with the propertied who continues to be born out of these social rules, and is dissatisfied with the deprivation of liberty, does he have the right to overturn the original rules?

  That is...... The right to intifacy.

  A variety of contradictory but compatible thoughts collided in Mr. Jean's mind, and constantly became the words on the manuscript.

  Literature and art are in the midst of a renaissance, and the mind is beginning to enlighten.

  Words reflect the encounters and philosophies of an era, from the collision of the old and new times to the call for democracy and freedom.

  Mr. Jean's coffin was returned to history at the Protestant funeral, and the manuscript drifted across the sea with the dust of the times, and was sent back to the Oriental friend who had chatted and given oil paintings.

  By the time the Oriental, who wore magatama on his wrist, flipped through the manuscript, its publication had already been restored to Geneva.

  On the cover is "The Theory of the Social Contract" written with a quill dipped in ink.

  ……

  Edo silhouette, on a high platform.

  Kazushi looked at the burning fire and closed the manuscript.

  The bond between society and the freedmen is a contract.

  Everyone has the right to revolt to tear up the contract.

  He has come through a long time, and he has seen many changes in dynasties, and each time, it comes from the tearing up of the contract.

  But, again, it's a cycle.

  Old contracts will decay over time and then be torn up in a vigorous revolution, but new contracts will also go through the same cycle.

  No matter how you whitewash freedom and equality, there will always be an irrepressible differentiation of assets, which is an unchangeable social attribute, a one-way street without retrograde.

  Just as the Kofun era that he created was finally shattered and replaced in prosperity.

  Kazushi rubbed the magatama on his wrist.

  Jean's social contract theory, for ordinary people, is a philosophical reflection on social forms, and for those who transcend, this is the mysterious change rule of the times.

  He needs to establish his own New Age Mystery, but before that, he will need to tear up the existing old contracts before he can make a slot.

  Tokyo needs a fire to subvert the mystery of "peace".

  ……

  "The god of Takamagahara stays and sits on the beard, and the emperor and the god leaks the god of the beautiful life to know the ......"

  The sound of the Shinto Great Purification.

  Liuli drew his bow and stood, and the demon-suppressing arrows shot out frequently.

  "This has been in the country for a long time, and the god asks Bo Zhier......"

  The clouds and mist are shrouded in the words of the Great Purification, and the gods of the mountains are looming, and all living beings are in charge.

  The three apes under the seat fly with arrows.

  Shot through three oncoming ghosts, and the ghosts were devoured in a howl.

  "If you hear it for a while, you will get the ...... of the three bodhisattvas of the three bodhisattvas."

  The demons scattered everywhere the demon pestle of Ikyu, and the Buddha's Dharma body behind him whispered endlessly, terrifying and weird.

  Compared with......

  Tomoya Domimon's "Bilibili" discharged electric rat-type god is simply not too cute.

  The group of ghosts and gods in Yoshiwara Flower Street clashed head-on with the local psionics in Tokyo, and a war between humans and ghosts broke out.

  The psionics showed their own means one by one, and such a large-scale scene of eliminating ghosts, people and ghosts confronted each other head-on, which was unprecedented.

  Su Qi and Green hid in a safe place behind, and in the ritual array drawn by Green, they watched from a distance, touched the fish and paddled the water, and tasted the foot.

  Green sighed vigorously, it was worthy of the mysterious East full of land immortals, so violent.

  This kind of scene of people fighting with ghosts and weapons and tearing ghosts and gods with hands cannot be seen in London.

  "I have to take a picture ......"

  Green muttered.

  Su Qi was full of black lines next to him, cough cough, thinking to himself if it wasn't good for them to paddle so easily?

  However, the mystic does not have many ways to deal with ghosts and gods, and it is more dangerous, so it is really not suitable for adventure.

  So, let's watch from afar.

  The black umbrella landed, and in the Oiran Road, a large number of ghosts and gods emerged, blocking the way of a group of people, and the séance should be close at hand.

  Looking at the situation of people and ghosts fighting from a distance, although the number of ghosts and gods is huge, their abilities are not outstanding?

  Except that the Oiran ghost god can actually hide the three swords of the same god as the "humanoid ghost slaying machine".

  The other ghosts and gods are not worth mentioning, and they are basically cut by the psychics of various psykers in Tokyo, and it is only a matter of time before they are solved.

  However......

  What the séance wants seems to be just stalling for time.

  "Boom!"

  In the depths of Yoshiwara Flower Street, a huge explosion suddenly broke out!

  The heat wave swept by, and a huge fire rose into the sky, reflecting a burning fiery red in everyone's eyes!

  Green frowned.

  A reconnaissance ritual was quickly arranged, and then his face changed.

  "Oops......"

  Su Qi saw that Green's rare face became serious, and he chuckled in his heart.

  "What happened?"

  "We now have two options."

  "What do you mean?"

  "One, you can't wait for these psionics to slowly eliminate the group of ghosts and gods, and rush in to extinguish the fire now."

  Su Qi glanced at the group of ghosts and gods that were decreasing, but still dense, crowding the entire street.

  I swallowed my saliva unconsciously, feeling that this seemed impossible, and if I wanted to pass through this group of ghosts and gods, I might be halfway through the corpses that would be eaten.

  "Two, let's hurry up and run away with a bucket now."

  "Huh?"

  Su Qi looked confused.

  "Leaving this Edo barrier?"

  "No, escape from Tokyo, it's better to escape from Japan."

  ……

  psThe background in front of me is a casual conversation in the Renaissance, and the experience of being an envoy to Wei was talked about by He's family.

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