Chapter 558: Zhuge Kongming's Eight Formations
Before, Lin Xuan had never suspected that the Russians had played some role in Xuefeng's disappearance, but now, inferred from Mrs. Wei's "Eight Array Diagrams", he began to pay attention to this.
He respects Mrs. Wei's magical cultivation, and does not arbitrarily deny any results obtained by others, and is able to humbly see the merits of others and extract instructive elements from them.
"If there were other people on the top of the Snow Peak at that time, or to put it bluntly, there were Russians, then why didn't they rescue the Russian gunners who were strangled by Area 51, but let all of them be destroyed? This is really unreasonable. Lin Xuan asked himself in his heart.
The American ** people have such a military motto as "never abandon your comrades", and the Russian military also has the same saying. Only in this way will the soldiers be united, condensed into a rope, invincible, and invincible. More and faster chapters are here. Otherwise, every soldier is left alone in battle, looking out for his own thing, watching his comrades being slaughtered by the enemy and being unmovedβthen they cannot be called soldiers, but just a group of poor stragglers.
"It can't be Russians, maybe somewhere in the middle went wrong? In other words, it was Tian Meng who kidnapped Mr. Wei, and was attacked by the Russians on the way-"Going around, Lin Xuan always had a grudge against Tian Meng himself, and unconsciously pointed the finger at her. Maybe it's because in the battle of Tibet, his last good impression of Tian Meng has been transformed into a kind of dependence, and he regards her as his comrade-in-arms. Therefore, when he found out that the helicopter was missing and talked to Tian Meng, the feeling of being deceived and let down was really frustrating for him.
Lin Xuan went around to the other side of the sand table, and there was a stack of sticky notes on a coffee table on the side, about fifty or sixty sheets, which were densely filled with small characters.
He looked down at the top one, the words on it were written in a particularly obscure manner, half in white and half in white, and the full text was like this: "Under the cold ice of nine hundred zhang, men and beasts are extinct, how can the breath of life come from?" With a heartbeat of 30 beats per minute, you know that you are in the lowest standard of sustaining life, so why not? Extreme cold, continue to live? Near-death, survival? No, no, no, no, the husband's magic machine changes, and I can't do it. Faced with this unexplainable situation, I can't understand it. β
Sentences such as "900 zhang of ice" can be interpreted as the environment of the arctic ice cap, and "30 beats per minute" is a common technique used by a master of internal strength to control his heartbeat in a harsh environment. Yoga masters who are good at "turtle breath gong" often use control of the heartbeat to put themselves into a state of "hibernation turtle breath", when the heartbeat is less than seven times per minute, they can enter the realm of "fake death", and the metabolism of the whole body falls to a standstill.
If the small print on this sticky note paper was written by Mrs. Wei, it was naturally aimed at the environment in which Mr. Wei lived.
These words not only did not solve Lin Xuan's confusion, but instead added a new confusion to him, that is: "With Mr. Wei's ability to adapt to changes, is there any place where he can easily trap him?" β
In Mr. Wei's past adventures, there are many examples of being trapped in glacier canyons, primitive tribes, Antarctic glaciers, and even extraterrestrial fortresses, and even once he entered another world through a strange "hair analyzer" and spent six years unconsciously. Therefore, even if Mr. Wei is imprisoned in Guantanamo Submarine Iron Prison, he will not sit idly by, and he will definitely be able to get out of trouble.
"Hey, I see, find the best decorator and do everything to the best of your ability. All the flowers needed for the cemetery had to be purple, because my friend loved purple when he was alive. Mrs. Wei's voice of extreme sadness came.
Just hung up the phone, another call came in, after Mrs. Wei picked up the phone, the other party only said the first sentence, and her voice changed, from mourning to calm: "The whereabouts of the other party?" β
The other party said a few more words, and Mrs. Wei responded lightly: "I'm afraid that he won't come, just come, although the Wei Mansion is currently a dangerous building, it can withstand several degrees of wind and rain." Tell all the brothers on the road that you don't have to startle the snake, just track it remotely, and let the other party drive straight in, and I have my own way to deal with it...... Thank you, brothers, for my kindness, I have been at home for several years to recuperate, and I have not forgotten what I learned in the past. More and faster chapters are here. Everyone doesn't have to take action, even if only I am left in the Wei Mansion, it is enough to gain a foothold on Hong Kong Island and not be afraid of typhoons. β
Lin Xuan turned around and saw that Mrs. Wei had hung up the phone and was standing in front of the window, facing the begonia flowers in the sun.
The flowers are beautiful, and the people are more beautiful, but the people are already a little haggard.
Lin Xuan hesitated, not knowing if he should step forward to comfort Mrs. Wei. Of course, he also knew that a strange woman like Mrs. Wei had long seen many things transparently, and she didn't need other people's comfort at all.
Suddenly, Mrs. Wei flicked her sleeves, turned around, and strode towards Lin Xuan.
"Mrs. Wei, is there anything you need me to do?" Lin Xuan asked.
Mrs. Wei shook her head: "A little thing, the Wei Mansion can handle it by itself." More and faster chapters are here. β
Lin Xuan nodded, consciously took a step back, and gave up all the space around the sand table.
Mrs. Wei walked to the edge of the sand table, lowered her hand, and pressed a button, and the sand table automatically sank.
It turned out that this octagonal platform had a mechanism inside, and when the sand table fell one meter below the flat ground, it was translated to the side to hide, and another sand table of the same size slowly rose up. The two sand tables are very similar in color and size, but the new sand table simulates the environment of Hong Kong Island, because Lin Xuan clearly sees the building model of the Mandarin Hotel.
Madame Wei frowned slightly, looking down at everything in the sand table.
Lin Xuan noticed that the center of the sand table was the Wei Mansion, and the entire sand table was radiating outward with the Wei Mansion as the center, and the four directions of east, west, north and south were organically balanced.
Then, generally speaking, in the Five Elements Array, the Eastern Green Dragon, the Western White Tiger, the Southern Vermilion Bird, and the Northern Xuanwu are all fixed existences. Only when the four sides are balanced can the formation be stable.
The killing on the side of the Pearl of the Orient sculpture in the Mandarin Hotel jumping case will definitely break the balance of the entire aura on Hong Kong Island, and the arrival of the "Emperor" on Hong Kong Island has seriously affected the perception of this eight-array diagram.
On the side of this sand table, there are two boxes of chess pieces, and there are more than 30 chess pieces scattered on the sand table, but none of them are coherent.
Mrs. Wei stretched out her right hand, spread her slender fingers, picked up a sunspot with the front and back of her middle finger, and groaned and placed it on top of the model of the Mandarin Hotel.
Lin Xuan immediately understood that the sunspot represented the enemy's commander, and the Mandarin Hotel, as one of the commanding heights of Hong Kong Island, must be a rare position and a place for soldiers to fight.
From this, he also extended his thoughts that the death of the emperor superstar was due to the manipulation of the handsome position, which affected his brain waves and caused hallucinations, so he jumped off the building under impulse.
The same theory was put forward by some magicians after the death of the emperor superstar, but it did not attract enough attention from all walks of life, so it was ignored by fans who were immersed in grief.
"Someone on the roof of that building caused this series of changes." Mrs. Wei said.
Lin Xuan sighed: "I ignored this at the time, I should have been able to think of it." β
After Jin Yu jumped off the building, he always felt that he had miscalculated in some way, and now that he thinks about it, it is exactly this. Every accident in the world happens because of internal changes that lead to changes in appearance. Therefore, people saw Jin Yu's death, but they ignored that there might be something more terrible hidden in the darkness on the roof than "falling".
"That's just the beginning of a big show." Mrs. Wei responded, "It doesn't affect the overall situation, and even if you go to the top of the building to see it at that time, you will find nothing, because the introduction is extremely short, and the other party will retreat immediately after completing the task, and it will not take more than three minutes." β
She picked up a two-foot-long baton and pointed it to the street directly north of the Mandarin Hotel: "The enemy is retreating from here, and the northern water is retreating without leaving a trace." I guess there must have been a city sprinkler passing by, and he took the elevator down from the roof and left in the sprinkler truck. β
Immediately, she pointed to the street directly west of the Mandarin Hotel: "The enemy is coming from here, the west Gengxinjin, the enemy must be carrying quite a sharp cold weapon." However, judging from the Eight Array Diagram, the cold weapon was not used in the Mandarin Hotel. β
Lin Xuan nodded: "That cold weapon is a giant machete. β
He did not continue, so as not to mention the tragic situation when "One" was killed.
"That knife is actually used against you." Mrs. Wei added, "When the knife is unsheathed, it must drink blood, so they can't kill you, and they must kill others to sacrifice the sword, otherwise the evil spirits lurking on the knife will turn against its master." β
"Alchemy?" Lin Xuan was slightly moved.
Mrs. Wei nodded: "It is the 'alchemy technique' used by the Japanese Fuso ninjutsu masters, and that kind of strange art has not appeared in the rivers and lakes for many years. β
About "knife alchemy", the records on the rivers and lakes are as follows: born in the Shang and Zhou dynasties, and bronze tools were studied by human beings, simply put, the master of the knife refining added a secret spell at the same time as quenching, so as to change the connotation of the knife, so as to cut the enemy, this secret curse will be passed on to the killed, causing more terrifying lethality.
In ancient legends, the cadre Mo Ye was the first to be remembered as a master of "alchemy".
The story of "Cadre Mo Evil" is recorded in Liu Xiang's "Biography of Lieshi" in the Han Dynasty: Cadre General Mo Evil made a sword for Jin Jun, and it was made in three years, and the sword is male and female, and the world's famous weapons are also. but the female sword is offered to the king, and the male is kept. Said his wife said: "My hidden sword is in the yin of the South Mountain, the sun of the North Mountain, and the pine stone, and the sword is in it." Jun Ruojue, kill me. Er gave birth to a man to tell him. "As for Jun Jue, he killed the cadre, and his wife gave birth to a male named Red Nose, and he was told about it. The pine of the South Mountain with a red nose is not a sword, and it is obtained by thinking about it in the pillars of the house. Jin Junmeng is alone, his eyebrows are three inches wide, he wants revenge, and he is very anxious. He fled to the mountains of Zhuxing. If you want to repay the guest, you will be killed. Will be bong Jin Jun. The first three days of the guest order the wok to cook, the three days of jumping are not rotten, the king looks at it, the guest leans on the male sword to imitate the king, the king's head falls into the wok, the guest kills himself again, the three heads are rotten, can not be distinguished, and are buried. The name is the tomb of the three kings.
As the most famous swordsmith of the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, Gan Jiang and Mo Xie added secret spells to both swords to change their fate.
Since they know the secret spell, of course, they also see their fate clearly, and make arrangements such as "hiding the male sword and offering the female sword".
Then, to this day, historians and magicians will sigh when they look at the example of the cadre Mo Xie in the "Biography of the Lieshi", and they don't know whether they died because they "predicted their fate in advance" or because they "tried to change their lives against the sky".
There is only one time in history, and there is no "if", so those historical figures who dominate the world are finally buried in their own "wisdom arrangement", and the more they want to escape from the whirlpool of fate, the deeper they are involved in it, until they die