"Why this poem?" Lin Xuan seemed to have an understanding, "Why did Gakhanev talk about Pushkin's poem, did he hint at the peculiar ending of a battle?" ”

Lin Xuan was deeply impressed by the poem's ending sentence, "The brethren will give you the sword," because when he first read the poem, he always associated it with the Chinese idiom "Tai'a upside down."

"Gahanev said that this is a huge prophecy." Samantha continued.

Luo Yuan was puzzled and subconsciously repeated: "Prophecy? Great prophecy? ”

Samantha slowly looked around and replied in a slightly bleak and sad tone: "Yes, he said, this is a prophecy, a prophecy that will happen in the future and will be important to mankind all over the world. Of course, it is also an opportunity, success and failure, victory and defeat, justice over evil or evil over justice...... It was a pivotal moment, like the collision of meteors and meteors in the universe, neither sooner nor later, while piercing the sky and hitting head-on in the only orbit. Fearing such a moment, he willingly surrendered after fifteen years of absconding and applied to serve his sentence in the Yakutsk Ice Prison, the coldest place in the Arctic Circle. It took me a lot of effort to find him, and I went through a dozen interrogations to get this information. ”

The prophecy is the riddle of the wise man's creation, and when the riddle is solved, it is the day when the prophecy is fulfilled.

Gahanev was once one of the most famous military figures in the KGB organization, and the questions that baffled him must have been quite complex and profound.

"That's a good poem—" Lin Xuan recited "To the Prisoner of Siberia" in a low voice.

Now, aren't they prisoners in another form?

The prisoners still have the day to be released, and they are almost lost in their quest, or rather, they have embarked on a road of no return from the beginning.

If they can break through the mirror's barrier, they will enter an even more unpredictable environment.

If they can't break through the mirror barrier, they will come here empty-handed, and this huge frustration will be impossible for them to let go of for the rest of their lives.

Gahanev called the poem 'the point in time when the prisoner awakens', and when the prisoner awakens, he can break free from the shackles, take up arms, fight his way out, and escape. On the other hand, if the prisoner is left to be slaughtered by others, he will miss the 'awakening moment' and become a ghost under the enemy's sword. What follows is that the great hopes and dreams that all mankind has pinned on the prisoners will also be stifled, and mankind will fall into a hell of blood, fire and fire from which there will be no return. He once said that the first heavy responsibility seemed to fall on his shoulders, but he did not dare to accept it because of the importance of the matter, and just wanted to spend his life in the iron prison under the ice. Samantha went on to explain.

In the poem, words such as "deep in the pit, patience, dark underground, dark prison doors, hard labor caves, heavy shackles" and other words can correspond to the environment here, and the mirror is the prison door, which is the way they go. What, then, is the "sword of the brethren"?

Now is the era of mutual checks and balances of firearms, cold weapons are withdrawing from the battlefield, and it is no longer the time when ancient Roman warriors used swords, shields, and chariots to prove themselves.

Lin Xuan looked upwards and naturally stared at the spear that pierced the mirror. It's just that the spears are in the painting, painted on the wall, and they are all lines in the painting that can be seen and touched, but cannot be used.

Luo Yuan muttered to himself: "Another mystery...... Another mystery that cannot be solved...... I don't want to go on like this anymore, there are so many puzzles moving like worms in my head that I can't think, I can't think properly at all......"

The gun in his hand was pointed at Samantha's forehead, and his index finger was on the trigger.

"There are three of us, three unknowns, and now I declare that the time has come to eliminate one unknown." Luo Yuan sneered nervously.

"Kill her, and we'll be able to go home." Lin Xuan smiled bitterly, "She is the only unknown that cannot be eliminated, and it is precisely the most important person that you blindly kill." If you're tired, you can put down your gun and sleep, wake up tomorrow morning and continue solving the puzzle. Believe me, the world, the earth, the universe itself is a huge puzzle, even if you kill her, you will not become the world's most proud Alexander the Great. ”

Luo Yuan hesitated slightly, his index finger froze, and what Lin Xuan wanted was his momentary hesitation.

On the ground, Lin Xuan bounced up from the ground, copied his hands into Luo Yuan's armpits, rolled over the trend, and kicked Luo Yuan into the air with the leg of a rabbit kicking an eagle. In an instant, he surrendered Luo Yuan's gun.

His individual fighting ability surpasses Luo Yuan's, so he can accurately glimpse the shortcomings of Luo Yuan's standing posture, wait for the opportunity to move, and succeed with one blow. It's a pity that he didn't expect Luo Yuan to have a "third hand", and in the third hand he also held a short gun, condescendingly, aiming at him and Samantha, and pulling the trigger continuously.

"Eyes, eyes, eyes, Lin Xuan, you look back, the eyes on the mirror-" Samantha hissed.

Lin Xuan didn't have time to think about it, he quickly grabbed Samantha, flipped on his side continuously, and narrowly dodged the five bullets shot by Luo Yuan. The warhead bounced on the rocky ground, splashing a long string of piercing sparks.

"The eyes in the mirror, I see, look at the eyes!" Samantha is still calling.

Lin Xuan turned his face and saw two huge eyes appear on the mirror, which were the eyes on the back cover of the "Scroll of Extreme Things" in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion of the Extreme Thing Temple.

At that time, the eyes were painted on ancient scrolls, I don't know how many hundred years have passed, the paper has turned yellow and brittle, but it can't detract from the deep magic of those eyes, which makes people be attracted when they see it, and men will do whatever their eyes want men to do. So, it's most likely a woman's eyes.

Lin Xuan guessed that the pigment used by the person who painted the eyes on the "Scroll of Extreme Things" must be the best of Tibetan thangka pigments, which were mixed with gold and silver powder, jade powder, plant powder, biological powder, and even the ground pieces of human tissue. After thousands of years of research and development, innovation, correction and progress, these pigments have become non-fading and non-falling off, and the technology is perfect, which has long exceeded the meaning of the word "pigment" itself.

He never expected that there would really be such a pair of eyes in the depths of Tibet, vivid and weird, with a deep and indifferent evil aura, lying across that mirror.

What shocked him even more was that the eyes on the "Scroll of Extreme Things" were "paintings", no matter how realistic the paintings were, they were paintings after all, and they could only be shelved and preserved for future generations.

Now, what he saw was a pair of ironclad eyes.

So, the question is, whose eyes are they, and for what purpose, to appear on the screen? Where is the man who shows his eyes hidden? ――

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