The appearance of the tin kettle was pitted, full of collision dents, and there was a set of circular bullet marks on it near the spout, which could not be used to hold water at all, and could only be used as an ordinary 'flower' vessel...... The update is so fast.

The dried 'flower' is an ordinary roadside wild 'flower', which can be seen everywhere in Tibet.

The large peony 'flower' at the mouth of the bowl trembled at the top of the 'flower' branch, and the 'flower' branch with only the thickness of the little finger was overwhelmed and gradually bent by the big 'flower'.

Lin Xuan was sure that it wasn't something in the clinic.

It wasn't until Mr. Wei called out the name "Owari Rongku" that Lin Xuan realized that all of them were the mastery illusions of the occultists.

Illusion itself is meaningless, and its appearance originated from the strange method of distracting the enemy's attention by the master of the battle. The more bizarre the illusion, the more distracted the opponent's attention will be, and the combat effectiveness will inevitably drop significantly.

After a few more minutes, there was silence inside and outside the clinic, and nothing unusual happened.

"Owari is a very mysterious man, and I've heard his name before." Lin Xuan said softly.

"Owari Eiku, Tanaka no 'flower', Tianfeng Attack and Defense, and Kato Ichiwan are all super mystics under the command of the emperor, and are respected by the Japanese people as the 'Four Most Interesting Angels of the Yamato Nation', and are influential figures in politics, rivers and lakes, folk, and entertainment circles. As a Jianghu person, I don't care about the other aura on them, I only see them as the most powerful enemy. Mr. Wei sat upright, his expression extremely stern.

If it had not been for the tragic wars of the Japanese invasion in history, China and Japan, as neighbors separated by a strip of water, would certainly have had countless friendly 'exchanges', and would have looked forward to peaceful 'exchanges' between the countries and discussed a bright future for Asia's development. However, in the more than 40 years since 1900, the big country of China has been bullied and invaded by the Japanese pirates, and the 3,000-mile beautiful rivers and mountains have been shrouded in smoke, thus making the 1.6 billion people of the Chinese nation clearly understand the true face of the so-called "Yamato nation."

"Those who are not of my race will have different hearts." Lin Xuan said.

"Yes, the people of the two countries have different beliefs and different educations. The country is easy to change, but the nature is difficult to change. I believe that the Yamato nation will not change its 'temperament' because of the fiasco of 1945, and that the inferior 'nature' of the nation itself is aggression, unruliness, greed, and arrogance. In the past 60 years, this nation has vigorously developed its economy, dared not talk about military affairs, and was superficially amiable and forbearing, which paralyzed the minds of observers from all over the world, and held that the Yamato nation is an excellent nation that loves peace and benefits all mankind. Only the Chinese nation knows best what the facts are. Mr. Wei went on to say, "Patriotism is not something that can be accomplished by young people shouting and raising flags; War is not like in film and television dramas, blowing trumpets and waving flags can encircle and annihilate the strong enemy Lin Xuan, you must remember that the heart of the external force is not dead, before the national politics and the army attack these 'appearances' begin, the 'inside' battles of the rivers and lakes and warlocks fighting for their lives have already begun, or it should be said, they have never stopped. [t] As a Chinese character, the rise and fall of the country is the responsibility of the husband"

Mr. Wei was halfway through his words, when he suddenly turned around and 'shot' to the 'door'.

There were people, swords, and Japanese screams outside the 'door', but Mr. Wei did not rush out, but punched through the wall next to the 'door'.

He withdrew his fist, leaving a hollowed-out fist 'hole' in the wall. A few seconds later, there was a plopping sound of the enemy outside the 'door' turning over and falling to the ground.

"No matter how much money and glory there is, compared with the safety of the country and the nation, it is not worth a penny. The peace and dignity of the Chinese nation cannot be won by praying and showing weakness, but by the fists of our charlatans over and over again, until the challenger of the Yamato nation can no longer fight. The 100-year history of the 20 th century has proven that the characteristics of the Yamato nation are that it 'eats hard rather than soft, does not know the height of the sky, and only convinces the strong'. In World War II, they were defeated by the American atomic bomb, and after the war, they respected the United States as the boss, and followed behind......" As he spoke, Mr. Wei's eyes slowly had a blazing light.

Normally, when the fighting spirit of a super master is 'stimulated', his eyes will shine.

Lin Xuan's eyes were 'flowery', and a middle-aged man wearing a 'colored' monk's robe and glasses with a 'color' rimmed glass on the bridge of his nose broke in through the 'door' and stood face to face with Mr. Wei.

Although this man was dressed as a Tibetan monk, he had an inopportune Japanese short knife on his belt.

"Why do you want to say that the Yamato nation is so unbearable? In any book that encourages people to be positive, 'patience and humility and low-key are regarded as one of the virtues that a successful person must have. The reason why our Yamato nation condescends to the American nation is that one day this island nation with the 'nascent sunrise' will become a superpower that looks down on the world. Those who do great things will be able to endure great shame and humiliation; He who accomplishes great things will be able to tolerate the intolerable. Didn't you think your words were too superficial? The monk's voice was neither high-pitched nor humble, but he spoke in pure and serious Chinese sentence by sentence.

Mr. Wei knocked down an enemy with a snap of his fingers, his face not blushing, his breath not breathing, and he turned to look at the monk.

"Yes, I do sometimes feel that I am very superficial, that my eyes are not deep enough, and I can't always see through what is hidden under your monk's robe?" Mr. Wei said lightly.

"This monk's robe is the black curtain in the hands of the magician. If you see through it, the magician's job will be ruined. The monk chuckled under his breath.

"There is no magic trick in the world that can be hidden, even if it is a generation of grandmaster David? Co Bo' Phil's magic show has also been debunked, hasn't it? Mr. Wei asked.

"So, we try to hide it to the end, we really can't hide it, and we can still kill people, can't we?" The monk laughed, and turned to Lin Xuan: "Young man, you should have seen a close-up magic trick performed by a young man in Taiwan, and he is my student." His magic tricks are now making waves all over the world, bringing endless joy to people of all countries. So you say. Am I a good person or a bad person? ”

Lin Xuan knew who the other party was talking about, and among the Chinese magicians around the world in recent years, the appearance, eloquence, skill and popularity of the young Taiwanese man were undoubtedly ranked first. In the latest Hong Kong performance, the 'Gate' ticket sold for up to $7,000 a ticket.

The monk's eyes were very narrow, and he had a pair of rather delicate double eyelids. His face is extremely white and delicate, better than the twenty-eight young 'girl' who has just finished putting on makeup. When his gaze swept over Lin Xuan, his eyes seemed to have two gentle hooks, as if they were about to hook Lin Xuan's heart away at once.

Lin Xuan was just about to open his mouth to respond to the monk, the peony 'flower' on the 'medicine' cabinet trembled, the dead branch broke, and the 'flower' fell instantly.

"The 'flowers' have fallen." Lin Xuan's heart flickered and sank suddenly.

At that moment, he had been successfully "detached" by the enemy.

He felt that his body was no longer in a small clinic in Tibet, but in an elegant and quiet 'flower' garden.

When the night came, the peonies in full bloom were swinging in the wind, sending wisps of dark fragrance.

Beneath his feet, the cobblestone path looked as if it had just been washed, and each stone shimmered with a faint glow.

At the end of the trail are two closed lattice gates, and the sound of soothing and elegant Japanese music comes out from the doors.

Lin Xuan walked forward, hesitated in front of the 'flower' grid 'door', raised his hand to pull the 'door', and the 'door' opened in response to his hand, but behind the 'door' was still a path, and at the end of the path was still a 'flower' grid 'door', and there was still music in the 'door'.

"Who's there?" He asked.

When the music stopped, a 'woman' opened her lips and sang, singing: "There is a beautiful woman in the north." Peerless and independent. A look at the city. Then look at the country. Rather than know the city and the country, it is difficult to get a beautiful woman. ”

Lin Xuan listened carefully, it was obviously Donna's voice.

Donna is Russian, sings in Chinese, has a clear pronunciation, a tactful voice, and is quite good at singing.

Lin Xuan believed that he would not hear it wrong, but he clearly knew that Tang Na had fallen into the 'cave' of Dawanzi Mountain.

In an instant, Lin Xuan's sorrow came from his heart, his knees were as heavy as lead, and he was no longer able to move forward.

The song evoked the deepest pain in his heart, shattering his outward pretense of strength.

After a man loses his true love, his soul is already facing collapse, and he is imprisoned by the Japanese mysticist's "soul separation technique", and he can no longer concentrate his willpower to meet the enemy.

"Who's there? Donna, is that you? Is that you? Knowing that it wasn't, Lin Xuan still asked with despair.

He didn't expect to hear a response, but after he had called seven or eight times in a row, a long sigh suddenly came from behind the 'flower' grid 'door'.

"Donna! It's Donna! Lin Xuan was stunned.

He only paused for a few seconds, and suddenly ran wildly, and when he reached the 'flower' lattice 'door', he didn't have time to pull the 'door', and he hit it properly, smashing the paper 'door', and the whole person fell in.

Inside the 'door' was not a room, but another boundless sea of 'flowers'.

Lin Xuan stood in the sea of 'flowers', looking around blankly, and found nothing.

There was no one in the sea of 'flowers', and the people who sang and sighed were gone.

"So Donna is alive? She lives forever in my heart. For a moment, Lin Xuan seemed to understand something.

As the saying goes, there are thoughts in the day, and dreams in the night.

He felt that he must have thought too much about Donna, so he heard her voice in his dream.

"Don't worry, I won't let anyone occupy my heart anymore in this life." He silently vowed, "When we are reincarnated in the next life, we will start all over again." ”

His longing for Donna has become an incurable disease that cannot be shaken off, let alone treated.

"If I can't really find you, it's good to keep you in my heart!" Lin Xuan was extremely reluctant in his heart, but he still had to force himself to wake up from his dream.

He struggled to open his eyes, only to wake up in the middle of a lively dance party, full of blond-haired and blue-eyed foreigners.

"Can you dance with me?" An elegant 'woman' leaned over him and asked.

He knew that the 'woman' was Eva, a German 'woman' with an elegant temperament and a generous temperament.

"Absolutely." He readily agreed.

The two hugged each other onto the dance floor and danced to waltz music.

"Do you know Professor Laue?" Eva asked.

Lin Xuan was just concentrating on dancing, but he didn't hear what Eva was saying: "What? I didn't hear it just now. ”

Eva repeated, freeing her hand and pointing to the center of the stage.

The two spotlights were aimed at the center of the stage, and an old man with "messy" hair and shawl was holding his arms, his back 'straight', and he was full of the power to intimidate the audience.

"You know him, don't you?" Eva asked for the third time.

Lin Xuan remembered Professor Loue's information, so he nodded slightly.

"Introduce me to him." Eva's tone was a little cold.

Lin Xuan walked to the stage with Eva, and kept counting the drumbeat of the waltz in his heart. When he arrived at the stage, the drum beat changed from slow to fast, and he could barely tell the rhythm.

"Professor Laue, meet again." Lin Xuan raised his hand to say hello. Of course, he didn't expect the professor to call out his name, because everyone hadn't really seen it at all.

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