82. Seven hundred years ago
Nomura looked at me, "Nezha-kun is not surprised at what I said, presumably in his previous life at least after my time. β
This old devil is cunning, I think.
So I said, "Professor, I actually have a rather vague memory of my past life. In my previous life, I should not have been very old when I died, so I guess I was the same as a student now! But I really seem to have some impression of what the teacher said. And I think that before the teacher died in his previous life, the student should have been born. β
Nomura smiled and nodded. "In my previous life, my grandfather was a pure Ainu who spent his life campaigning for the rights of the Ainu. Both wartime and post-war. It should be said that I was influenced by him all my life in my previous life. Since graduating from school, I have been researching in this area. Until he died in an accident at the age of forty-three. β
"The Yamatu people are aggressive and oppressive. In my previous life, although I had more Yamato blood, I had always hated this character of the Yamatu people. The expulsion of the Ainu by the Yamatu people was the same as the Mi people of Daifuso did to the indigenous people 2,800 years later. It's just that what they did in two hundred years, the Yamatu did to the Ainu for two thousand years. β
"I didn't expect that in this life and this life, I would be born by mistake in a pure Ainu tribe in Dewa. Because of the memories of the future and the fact that I was a human being, I became the most learned man in the tribe at a young age. β
"I was full of confidence and vowed to change the fate of the Ainu in the future of their subjugation by outsiders, and thus the history of the Ainu in this world. Let us always be the masters of this land. β
"But I was naΓ―ve. For 20 years, I have been in and out of the Ainu tribes throughout Fuso. But it didn't make any difference to them. β
"I finally understood, because the Ainu have never changed. This is exactly what they have been insisting on for the next 3,000 years, maintaining the harmony between human beings and nature, and maintaining their own traditions, culture and way of life. β
"In the blink of an eye, I have wasted forty days in this world. Just when I was discouraged and was about to settle down with my fate and live the rest of my life, a man came to me. This person turned out to be a time-traveler as well, and unlike me, he was not reincarnated, but directly from the future. β
"Professor Sen?" I asked.
Nomura nodded. "Yes. I've always wondered how he found me among the Ainu people who spread all over the country in such a large area as the Fuso Islands. He invited me to join this association of Yamato time-travelers and join them in the cause of reshaping the history of Fuso. β
"Professor, you agreed?" I asked.
"I didn't say yes, but I didn't say no either." "In fact, I can't say no," he said. What I did not do among the Ainu, they did among the Yamatu. β
"These direct travelers not only have memories from the future, but also bring with them objects and artifacts from the future. And because of their arrival, the establishment of the Yamatu state in Fuso was brought forward by almost a thousand years. β
"And for us Ainu, there seems to be no other way than to naturalize the Yamatu as soon as possible when their numbers are still small, to merge with them, and to rely on numerical superiority to keep our land."
"The era before Mori traveled was nearly 100 years earlier than my previous life, and it was a time when we were catching up with the West. It was also a time when the confidence of the Yamatu people was bursting. At that time, the all-out war with Huaxia and Daifuso had not yet begun. He looked at me, "Their eyes are probably on more than just the land of Fuso." β
I felt nervous in my heart, so I probed and asked, "Do you think their target is Huaxia?" β
Nomura nodded, "Yes." In previous lives, they had coveted for hundreds of years, and there was no reason to give up in this life. β
At some point, the palm of the snapped button was already wet with sweat between the cuffs and the skin pressed on the thighs underneath.
"Then, Professor," I asked, "do you think their purpose will be achieved?" β
"No, it won't." Nomura replied.
"Why?" I asked.
"There are traversers in the land of Fuso, but are there no traversers elsewhere? Are there no more crossers in the West? Is there no time traveler in the land of China? Take you, your father, for example. How can they be allowed to behave recklessly? β
He looked at me with a solemn expression. More importantly, it is God who controls the world, not people. Their every move is watched by God. In God's eyes, man's skills and abilities are nothing. β
I removed me from where I was sweating and hugged my knees.
"Then in the world of your previous life, there were no gods?" I asked.
"Maybe!" Nomura sighed softly, "But in that world, they never appeared. In this world, this is not the case. β
Say goodbye to Nomura and walk out of the courtyard, and it is snowing again. I slipped my hands into my coat pocket and walked through the snow in the direction of the dormitory. Along the way, I only felt mixed feelings in my heart. Professor Nomura's last words did not ease me in the slightest.
As soon as I walked into the dormitory door, I heard the sound of a quarrel coming from the hall. Why are you arguing again?
First, Yi Congshan's sharp voice. "Who doesn't know, it was Wang Hai who coveted the beauty of the first monarch Mianchen's wife, and when he saw it, he made fun of it during the banquet. His brother Wang Heng was jealous, and sent someone to kill him in the middle of the night. In order to calm the matter, my ancestors did not pursue this matter, and only drove Wang Heng and others out of the Youyi ......"
"It's nonsense." Mei Lin shouted, "Ancestor Wang Hai and younger brother Wang Heng traveled thousands of miles to trade with your tribe on the banks of the Yishui River, how could they be interested when they met Mrs. Mianchen for the first time, and how could they make fun of Mianchen in front of Mianchen during the banquet?" How could he be jealous of his brother Wang Heng? It is clear that Mianchen saw the ancestor's money and had bad intentions, killed the ancestor Wang Hai, and blamed others. β
When I heard this, my head grew big. The truth of this public case between Shang Gaozu Wang Hai and Youyi Jun Mianchen 700 years ago is confusing, and no one can say it clearly. But it led to a seven-hundred-year war between the Shang and Youyi clans, and brought Xianyu to the brink of extinction several times. This is true.
But today, Yi Congshan and Mei Lin, the two enemies, why did they bring it up again?
However, Yi Congshan is not finished yet, "Who in the world doesn't know that Wang Hai is romantic." Wang Heng took the opportunity to kill his brother and establish himself as the king, and blamed the ancestors. And Wang Hai's son Shangjiawei actually used this as an excuse to send troops to Yishui, completely ignoring the repeated explanations of my ancestors, killing my ancestors, attacking my people, seizing my land, and slaughtering my tribe......"
"You talk nonsense!" Mei Lin said, "Even if the ancestor was drunk and lost his words, why didn't Mianchen have a seizure at that time, but killed people in the middle of the night? Four years later, when the ancestors came to the city, Mianchen hurriedly threw out such an absurd story to insult the ancestors' spirits in the sky. Shouldn't it be killed? β
"Merlin, you! β¦β¦β
I rushed over. "Don't make any noise!"
Merlin grabbed me. "Nezha!"
I suddenly caught a glimpse of Yi Congshan with a dagger in her hand, rushing towards this side. "Nezha, get out of the way!"
"Yi Congshan, what are you doing?" I shouted.
"When you go out of the knife, you will see blood! Today I'm going to make a break with Merlin. With her without me, with me without her! β
"Stop!" I said, "You can't hurt Sister Merlin. If you want to see blood, stab me! β
"Don't think I dare stab you!"
I didn't expect Yi Congshan to really stab me with a knife, and I didn't expect that she was still holding a magic weapon with spiritual power in her hand.
"Poof!" The dagger stabbed me in the abdomen between my shirt and shorts.
"Ahh Almost everyone but me screamed. Yi Congshan let go of his hand at once.
One is cold, the other is hot, and there is a dull ache. I looked down at my abdomen, and the blade was all gone, leaving only a knife handle outside. Oh, my God! My body is so thin, I can't be penetrated, right?
Red blood flowed from the knife and down his thighs into his boots. My eyes were dark, and I lay on my back in the arms of Merlin behind me.