"Tell me, who are they, what do they look like and what are they dressed like?" I realized, with the help of the power of the abacus, that Lian Chengbi had seen a secret.

"The woman was not young, but she was beautiful, and she was lying on the ground writing a suicide note. The man's ...... That man looks a lot like you, he's no longer good, he can't hold on. You have to save him, you have to save him, it's a weird place, it doesn't seem to be suitable for some people to go into. Tianshi, you have to be careful, you have to be careful......" Lian Chengbi struggled in pain, and his five fingers brushing the abacus beads trembled more and more urgently.

I tried to touch the abacus beads, but I only felt cold on my fingertips, but I didn't have any hallucinations.

"Tianshi, Tianshi, help me, I have a headache, my head hurts...... "Lianchengbi's state is getting worse and worse.

I held her wrist and felt her wrist pulse jump faster and faster, like a pipa wheel.

Lian Chengbi suddenly let out a loud "ah", let go of the abacus, staggered back, held his head with both hands, and shook it vigorously from side to side.

"Ah Bi, you hold back, I'll call the doctor right away!" I immediately pressed the electric bell.

Doctors and nurses rushed in, syringes in their hands, ready for their preparations.

In this type of advanced ward, there must be multiple pinhole cameras installed, which are closely monitored 24 hours a day to prevent patients from accidents.

The nurse sedated Lian Chengbi twice in a row before she calmed her crazy emotions and collapsed into my arms.

"Well, Mr. Xia, this is the hospital, don't play some overly stimulating games, don't make it difficult for us, okay?" The doctor rubbed his hands and discussed with me.

I understood his distress, tapped him twice on the shoulder, and told him to go out.

Lian Chengbi was tired, and as soon as I laid her flat on the bed, she fell into a deep sleep.

The abacus was still on the table, and I didn't know its details, so I simply bypassed it for the time being and didn't touch it.

"If every abacus bead has a secret hidden on it, why can't I feel it?" I couldn't help but wonder.

Zhang Quanzhong is known as "the first god operator in Jiangbei", his calculation ability must be rare in the world, and his wisdom is far higher than that of those who sell their fame and reputation. He hid his plan in the abacus, but he himself was shot and died in Wulongtan, didn't he even calculate his own death? This is almost incomprehensible.

Thaumaturgists who practice to a certain extent can foresee life and death, especially their own death period and method of death.

If Zhang Quanzhong can't count the death period of him and Jingguan Xiaowu, then let alone "No. 1 in Jiangbei", he can't even be called "No. 1 in Jinan".

I sat on the edge of the bed, clutching Lian Chengbi's hand, and my mind was full of questions.

During this period, I walked out twice and asked the little nurse on duty at the door, Mr. Shan, if she had finished resting.

The little nurse pointed to the small closed door on the right side, but only smiled and did not speak.

The third time I walked out, I couldn't hold back any longer, pushed open the small door and walked in.

Teacher Shan is not like ordinary people, doing some adult games with beautiful women.

Now, he is meditating on the bed with his eyes closed, while two beautiful nurses are dozing off on the sofa in the corner.

"I knew you were coming. He opened his eyes and smiled wryly, "But unfortunately, I have to rest for twenty-four hours before I can continue to interpret the abacus beads left by that master." He was a sponge the size of a table, and I was just a drop of water, and in less than a second, he had drained all my wisdom and my brain power to the point of exhaustion. ”

When I described Lian Chengbi's unusual behavior to him, he exclaimed, "Lock up that abacus first, so that no innocent person can touch it." Alas, I knew it contained a mystery, but I didn't expect it to be the result of a master's life's work. ”

Since he didn't want to make a second move, I could only go back to the ward in a huff, sit silently on the edge of the bed, and wait for Lian Chengbi to wake up.

"The triangular room doesn't disappear for no reason, and if you take the stupidest way and send divers in and do a carpet search against the bottom of the lake, you'll find it. As Lian Chengbi saw, the two of them couldn't support it, and they couldn't save it. "My heart has always hung over the tragic fate of those two people, and I can't let go of them for a long time.

In the second half of the night, I was tired from my thoughts, and I lay down on the side of my bed and fell asleep in a daze.

When I woke up again, it was already dawn, and even Chengbi was no longer in bed.

I lay back on the bed, pulled the blanket over it, and prepared to sleep again.

At this moment, there are two things in my mind that are getting closer and closer, that is, the mirror room and the abacus.

Mrs. Guan had been admitted to the mirror room and subjected to complex tests on the huge psychoanalyzer. If you put the abacus into the instrument for analysis, will you be able to quickly translate the calculation results on the abacus beads and thoroughly understand the secrets he left behind?

The computing speed of scientific instruments far exceeds that of the human brain, and the emergence of the mirror room is one of the exploration actions of scientists to change the world with machines and artificial intelligence. I believe that with the rapid development of science and technology, there will be new machines that are 100 times and 1,000 times the level of the mirror room, so that the truth of all historical mysteries will be revealed.

Zhang Quanzhong's death is a sigh of relief, and I think that as long as he deliberately survives, he will definitely survive well, rather than taking the extreme method of putting his death and resurrecting later.

As soon as the door opened, Lian Chengbi walked in quickly, holding the phone in his hand, and his face was cloudy.

"What's wrong?" I asked immediately.

"The funeral home called, and the farewell party for the body was held at one o'clock this afternoon, and then cremated, buried, and buried. Money is not a problem, it has already been doubled. What worries me the most is that something will happen to the two old people and disturb the common people. Why don't we go over and settle this matter satisfactorily?" she said in a coherent manner.

The old woman has no relatives and does not need to hold a memorial service or other traditional red tape.

I agreed to Lian Chengbi's proposal to cover the news as much as possible and send the old woman away safely, leaving no trouble.

"Okay, let's go together. I nodded in agreement.

Lian Chengbi sat down on the edge of the bed, quietly holding my hand, the anxiety on his face faded and was replaced by a calming, gentle smile.

"You can sleep a little longer, and by eleven o'clock we'll drive over again. She said.

After experiencing such a long illusion, and then returning to Lianchengbi, I have a sense of unreality about the tragedy of Zhang Quanzhong and Jingguan Xiaowu.

If it weren't for that abacus, I would have doubted that everything was a dream.

"Don't want to sleep?" asked Lian Chengbi, tilting his head.

I looked at her, didn't speak, didn't want to move, just hoped that I would continue to watch leisurely and carefree, away from the smoke and fire, deceit, swords, fires, and treacherous distortions, and completely relax my body and mind, and let myself be like a hibernating insect, reborn from the cold, and wake up when the spring breeze thaws. Or, I wish I was a computer that could erase all unpleasant memories and get back on the road with a lot of fighting spirit during the shutdown and boot restart.

"When you were asleep, I went to look up some more information - you see, every time you fall asleep, I work hard, how unfair is that?" Lian Chengbi laughed, revealing his white, neat teeth.

"What is it?" I asked.

It is the "Licheng County Chronicle" and the "Excerpt of the Major Events of the Civil Anti-Japanese Resistance in Jinan", as well as some newspapers of various parties between 1937 and 1945. The three parties confirmed that they could basically piece together a complete incident of Japanese criminals shooting and killing the civil anti-Japanese pioneers in Wulongtan. I'm sorry, I recorded all the words you said, and compared the names you said with the information, and soon found Chang Dapeng, Tiyun Catching Cicadabu, Liang Qigong, Pang Erye, Clairvoyant, Shunfeng Er and other names. Liang Qigong's full name is Liang Weiran, and his ancestral Thousand Miles God Eye; All three died in the Wulongtan massacre. Lian Chengbi replied methodically.

"And the most important people are Zhang Quanzhong and Jingguan Xiaowu. I asked.

Lian Chengbi shook his head: "It's strange, I can't find their names." Of course, Zhang Quanzhong, the 'No. 1 God Operator in Jiangbei', was a big figure in the Central Plains thaumaturgical world at that time, and his name often appeared in first-class newspapers in Beijing and Shanghai. There are two suspicious points that I have found: first, his name does not appear in the Wulongtan massacre, and second, after the Wulongtan massacre, he never appears in any newspapers again, and he has disappeared from the world as if he had disappeared from the world. ”

She took out her phone and showed me the pictures of the newspaper she had taken.

As she said, Zhang Quanzhong's whereabouts in the history of the Anti-Japanese War are very puzzling. At the same time, Jingguan Xiaowu's name did not appear once, as if this person had never existed in history.

"It's weird, how can this be?" I read the picture on my phone, my mind getting more and more confused.

"My father used to say that the more suspicious a thing is, the more it proves that there is a huge conspiracy behind it. Fortunately, both of them are dead, and even if there is a conspiracy, they can't harm the people. Lian Chengbi said.

That being said, I have cried bitterly before for the tragic experience of Zhang Quanzhong and Jingguan Xiaowu, and this kind of spiritual great effort must be explored and understood, so as to be worthy of the tears I have shed.

Lian Chengbi had been flipping through the pictures he had taken, and suddenly looked up to the roof, falling into a long contemplation.

I didn't disturb her, I looked out the window and let my thoughts run wild.

History is very fair, and those names that have added glory to Jinan City or wantonly smeared will appear in history in some form.

People are doing it, and the sky is watching.

If Zhang Quanzhong has another big conspiracy, then what is his purpose?

In the dilapidated house in the small courtyard, I witnessed the fairy-like Jingguan Xiaowu turning into a crane-haired old woman, while Zhang Quanzhong's soul curled up in the cicada. If this is his grand conspiracy, what's the point?

The great conspirators in human history have their ultimate goals, either to dominate the world, or to live forever, or to control the destiny of the people for thousands of generations. They work hard to operate, whether they succeed or fail, there must be a result. Even if it falls short under the joint siege of righteous people, it will become a huge node in history, providing warning and educational significance for future generations.

Now, I can't see through Zhang Quanzhong's purpose, I can't guess his intentions, and I can't figure out whether his grand conspiracy succeeded or failed.

"It would be a shame if those things were lost to history like this. I couldn't help but sigh to myself.

When I was trapped in the triangular stone chamber under the Five Dragons Pond, Jingguan Xiaowu's embarrassment, helplessness, desolation, and sorrow gave me a huge shock. I wanted to help her, but I couldn't.

In the land of the Central Plains, where the country is in turmoil and the Japanese invaders are raging, the same tragedy has been staged thousands of times, and there is no bright end at all, except in the mouth of a storyteller or the pen of a novelist.

"Willing to kill thieves, unable to return to heaven" - the ancestors who were enthusiastic and trapped in the situation had already made a conclusion about this kind of thing.

Even if I have a full body of thaumaturgy in the summer, I can't save Jingguan Xiaowu, I can't save the fetus in her womb, and I can't save Zhang Quanzhong, who was shot and died outside the crystal plate. It was all like a dream, but I knew very well that it was not a dream, but a true story that happened in Jinan City at a certain time in history.

For thousands of years, the water of Daming Lake and Wulong Pond has not changed, and the stories that happened on the lakeside and pond are all reflected on the water, which has remained unchanged for thousands of years and will remain forever.

If I had to do it all over again, how would I save her?

Before we knew it, time flew by, and we both spent nearly an hour in our respective contemplations.

"Let's go, go to the funeral home. By the way, Teacher Shan is still meditating, and I'm afraid that I won't finish the morning class until we come back. It would be nice if he could summon a few companions over, at least he could relay to each other and crack the secrets left by Zhang Quanzhong one by one as soon as possible. "As I walked out, Lian Chengbi briefed me on the situation.

On the way to the funeral home, Lian Chengbi mentioned the topic of asking Teacher Shan to invite his companions: "When a master fights alone, there will be a situation where his strength is not enough, and the abacus left by Zhang Quanzhong is so strange, I am afraid that we have to really pay attention to it, and find a few more masters to work together to study and judge, it will be smoother." If you agree, I'll call Teacher Shan?"

I smiled and nodded: "You can arrange it, I don't have any opinions." ”

Lian Chengbi shook his hair and shook his head with a smile: "You are half the master of the abacus, I can't overstep my bounds, right? You really have no opinion, otherwise...... Otherwise, if Mr. Shan is looking for businessmen under the guise of thaumaturgists, and he wants to buy the abacus as soon as they meet, then it will be difficult for me to stand in the middle. ”

When she said this, she actually explained very euphemistically that Teacher Shan wanted to buy an abacus at a sky-high price last time.

It was nothing, and she was always concerned about it, proving that she cared about my feelings.

"Ah Bi, we are friends, don't care about some small things. Everyone is an adult, if these things can't be resolved, how can they break into the rivers and lakes?" I said.

Lian Chengbi replied: "Tianshi, it is precisely because you believe in me that I deliberately ask myself to do everything well and solve problems for you." The rarest thing between people is the word 'trust', you trust me, I have no reason to let you down. Since you have no opinion, I will call Teacher Shan. ”

She held the steering wheel in one hand and quickly called Teacher Shan with the other to arrange this matter.

Teacher Shan agreed very happily: "I'll find someone to come over immediately, this abacus is a bit interesting and worth studying." ”

Lian Chengbi put down the phone, let out a sigh of relief, stepped on the accelerator deeply, and the car sped up.

Her work efficiency is extremely high, like a robot that never tires, and everything that comes to her is combed in an orderly manner.

"Your father should have handed over the King of Qin to you earlier, with a leader like you, the King of Qin will definitely be able to carry it forward. "I say it sincerely.

Lian Chengbi smiled embarrassedly: "Everyone is in the same boat, why bother to tease me? I just do chores, the work that the big housekeeper should do." However, leading a force like the King of Qin's society is not something that can be done by relying on hard work, hand work, and leg diligence alone. On the contrary, if you can sweep away the decadence and really stand up, you will definitely be able to lead a big force and become the mainstay of the country. She laughs.

I shook my head in her footsteps, avoiding the question.

In contemporary times, thaumaturgists can only live in the rivers and lakes, and if they try to marry politics and compete for fame and fortune in the political arena, they are not far from being in a different place.

Accompanying the king is like accompanying the tiger, and this truth has not changed at all since ancient times.