The architectural pattern of a big city is a high-end problem in Feng Shui, and it cannot be explained clearly in one sentence or two. I was thinking about the majesty of the tallest building overlooking the city, and more about how to solve the current crisis.

When the rod was taken off, the strange power disappeared without a trace.

I could feel that the lake was not calm, and it was full of unspeakable mysteries.

It is reported that around 2000, experts in the hydrographic system used improvised submarines to reach the bottom of Daming Lake to collect data. Later, the official media said that the underwater light was too dark, the silt was too deep, the working surface was in poor condition, and the results obtained were very small. After that, no one dared to dive deeper, and everyone acquiesced to the result.

"What can I find out if a fierce man stabs down at this moment?" I suddenly thought of this, and immediately took a deep breath, ready to stab the fierce son.

Now, my biggest goal is to find out the truth, not to follow the crowd and ignore what might be a big secret.

"Hey, hey, come back......" The man's low cry on the shore came down the wind.

I ignored him, and after being fully physically and mentally prepared, I twisted my waist violently, turned down, and went straight to the bottom of the lake.

The water around me was very dark, and I barely managed to keep my eyes open and look straight down without water goggles.

This fierce man dived about five meters, and the bottom was gray, and he couldn't see anything clearly, so he could only turn over and rise to the surface with a bang.

I wiped the water from my face and didn't open my eyes, but floated in the water with my eyes closed.

During the dive, I realized that a little bit of silver light was flickering in front of me. It certainly wasn't light or moonlight, for a rough estimate was at least ten meters underwater, and from where I was in the spot, I would have to go twenty meters further to the southwest.

"Go down and see what it is!" I gritted my teeth, overcoming all my psychological fears, paddled slowly, and swam to the right front.

It takes a lot of physical strength to stab a fierce man in the water, and his body is floating in the air and he can't exert his strength, so even if he is a person with good water quality, it is not easy to dive to ten meters below the water with his bare hands.

Anyone who has ever dived knows that even in an ordinary reservoir, if you want to explore the bottom, you must be equipped with oxygen and a regular diving suit, otherwise you will not be able to overcome the buoyancy in fresh water.

I knew very well that even if I swam over, I wouldn't be able to dive into the place where the light was shining.

"If there is no electricity under the water, how can there be light?" was the first thing that came to my mind.

"The silver light incident in the underground supermarket in Quancheng Square?" I immediately thought of the secret, and then looked up to the sky and sighed.

If I had the right equipment, even if it was a simple one, I could get to the bottom of it and see where the light came from.

The secret of the underground supermarket is directly related to the Divine Mirror, and I also hope that the bright light I see at this moment can reveal something and let the black cloud over my head dissipate as soon as possible.

When I swam to the estimated location, it was still gray and I couldn't see a single light.

"Try again...... Try a few more times until you run out of energy!" I said to myself.

In the predicament, some people will definitely shout some bold words to motivate themselves like in film and television dramas, but I just silently breathe and breathe and adjust my physical strength.

A gentleman is quick to do and reluctant to speak, no matter how much he says, it is better to take a step forward silently.

After a few deep breaths in a row, I plunged my son down for the second time.

The buoyancy in the water was very high, and the water was irregularly turbulent, causing me to dive only more than three meters, and my body had changed from vertical to horizontal. I looked down, and it was still dim and dark, and I couldn't see anything, and there was no light as I had predicted.

After diving forward for more than a dozen meters, I surfaced in frustration.

"Is it dazzling?" I began to doubt myself.

Suddenly, a pillar of light hit from the southwest, forming a snow-white circle of light with a diameter of five meters on the water surface. Immediately afterward, a shrill siren whistled, mixed with the screams of the Japanese.

I hurriedly dived and swam more than ten meters to the right, and only after making sure that I was out of the aperture shrouded in aperture, I slowly floated up and looked over there against the water.

The pillar of light comes from the top of a fortress more than ten meters high, which should be the searchlight most commonly used by the Japanese in the occupied area, and has appeared in many film and television dramas.

There were a lot of shadows on the bunker, all pointing and scribbling in this direction. At this moment, two other wooden boats came straight from due west and south, and the meeting point was at the aperture on the water.

I realized that there was something strange about the place, and that the Japanese had been prepared to outflank it with the help of searchlights.

"What could it be?" I put a big question mark in my head.

The wooden boat came quickly, and after only three or two minutes, it was already near the aperture.

In the meantime, I have continued to retreat more than ten meters, ready to dive at any time to avoid the Japanese patrol boats.

The two boats stopped, and four or five people stood up in each boat, looking out into the water.

I heard some Chinese shouting in the local dialect of Jinan: "It is here that this kind of white light has appeared in Daming Lake for a hundred years, and the elders say that this is the lake god old man opening the eyes of heaven and reporting to the Jade Emperor." I don't believe in this evil, there must be a treasure down there-Taijun, hurry up and send the water ghost over to take a look, there must be a treasure!"

Those who can appear on this occasion, except for traitors or puppet soldiers, are traitors in short.

A Japanese man screamed a few times, and then asked in a stiff Chinese dialect: "No, no, no, there is no lake god, only treasure, you Chinese gods are all in the sky, not in the water." You say that the water of Jinan leads to the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea, and even the East China Sea belongs to our Japan, and the god of the lake, the god of water, and the god of the dragon are all our Japanese, and this treasure is also Japanese. Is that the only thing you say?"

The traitor immediately responded: "Yes, Taijun, the baby is also Japanese, but you have to transfer the water ghost to get the baby up and send it back to Tokyo." Otherwise, no matter how good the treasure is, it will be hidden under the water, and there is no way. ”

"Roaring, Roaring, you are right, the water ghost troops have come from Qingdao and will arrive soon, the baby must belong to our great Emperor Majesty, definitely, definitely. Hahahaha...... "The Japanese laughed.

The traitor also laughed, and the laughter was extremely harsh.

I had already given up the idea of diving, but when I heard them say so firmly, my heart suddenly moved: "The light I observed was definitely not dazzling, but a deviation in position." Listening to the meaning of their words, it seems that there is some kind of basis for surveying the situation at the bottom of the lake for more than a day or two. If I dive from here, will I get something out of it?"

Of course, diving under a Japanese ship is a very dangerous thing, like licking blood with a knife.

I took three deep breaths and immediately made the decision to dive.

There is the word "open the eyes of heaven" in the words of the traitor, and connoisseurs know that the so-called "opening the eyes of heaven and opening the door of heaven" and other strange things have a time limit. Once the time passes, no matter how deep the location is and how accurate it is, it will not be able to enter.

For the third time, I stabbed my son downwards and went diagonally.

This time there is a benefit, the searchlight column is extremely strong, and it is several meters deep underwater, which can be used as a coordinate point. Soon, I swam five meters below the boat and did my best to dive twice in the form of an oolong strand.

There was no abnormal change in water temperature or buoyancy, and the feeling was exactly the same as the previous two times.

I was so disappointed that I was about to float upwards when I suddenly saw white bubbles gushing up directly below, all the size of bowls, hundreds of them.

"It's not good—" I tried to dodge, but the blisters came too fast to dodge, and after being carried by the blisters and rising two or three meters, I was squeezed to the side again.

Where the blisters come from, the light is beginning to appear.

It is difficult for me to describe the light in words, but in general, it is cold, not dazzling, and there is no analogy among the luminaries I have seen before. In my eyes, it does not have the expansion and scattering of ordinary light sources, it is just a piece of light, quietly staying in deep water. It is square in shape, too far apart to estimate its size.

"Moonlight—no, the moon, it's the moon!" I suddenly realized that the only thing that came close to it was the moon at the time of the full moon.

In a year, the four full moons of April, May, October and November of the lunar calendar are different from other months, the clouds are the thinnest, the line of sight is the clearest, and many times you can see the shadow of the crater on the moon, which is the folk legend of Wu Gang's cutting of the laurel tree.

I have looked up at the full moon for a long time countless times, and I will never feel my eyes sting, but after looking at it for a long time, my eyes are soothing, my breath is smooth, and I feel like I have just finished eye exercises.

Now, the same feels like the silver glow in the water.

"What is that? The moon under the water? How can there be a moon under the water? This is the Daming Lake that the people of Jinan are most familiar with, and it is not the Devil's Delta of Bermuda, where strange things are endless, and there should be no such anomaly. It must not be a lamp, it should be a ......" I was so engrossed in my thinking that I forgot that I was in the water, and suddenly sighed, a blister floated at the corner of my mouth, and then I took a big sip of water.

I came to my senses and immediately floated diagonally upward.

The blisters were still gushing, and the power was amazing, as if there was a boiling cauldron at the bottom of the water.

I already have a premonition that since there is a gushing, there will be a time of contraction. The gushing is the outward force of the bottom of the water, once the gushing is over, the external force is adducted, and the boat on the surface of the water must suffer.

Because of this, as I accelerated upward, I headed northward, and when I came out of the water, I was already fifty meters north of where the boat had been parked.

The people on the boat were all exclaiming, and after the water bubbles rushed out of the lake, they were like a fountain, flying up more than ten meters in the air before they exploded one after another, turning into a white mist and scattering around.

I know that all the blisters at the bottom of the lake come from some kind of magical power in the deepest depths. For hundreds of years, although there have been many legends surrounding Daming Lake, no single force has really made great efforts to explore its deepest secrets. Whether it is the Ming Dynasty, the Qing Dynasty government or the major warlords of the Republic of China, in the years of World War I and World War II, all the forces are fighting fiercely in order to seize territory, who has the leisure to explore a certain folklore?

Generally speaking, in times of war, emperors admired force, while in times of peace, literati were highly valued. Thaumaturgists are in an awkward position between literati and military generals, except for Yuan Tiangang and Li Chunfeng who were valued in the Tang Dynasty, other eras, without exception, were regarded as demons and evils, and were jointly discriminated against by literati and military generals.

From a city and a lake, the situation of the whole country and the world can be deduced, so it is understandable that the secret under Daming Lake has been hidden for so long.

"Retreat, retreat, retreat!" the man's voice came from behind me, and it turned out that he had quietly swam behind me.

We were in the water together, looking up at the place where the bubble had burst.

The bright moon was in the sky, and a silver rainbow faintly appeared in the mist.

"Murder Rainbow—" The man exclaimed in a low voice.

I didn't ask too much, just listening to the name, I knew that where the mist started, there would be a killing opportunity.

"Shoot, shoot......" someone on board ordered.

Immediately, everyone shot at the bubbling water, and the sharp gunshots rang out like beans, shattering the quiet night of Daming Lake.

The bullet enters the water, causing a splash from all angles, and the sound of swishing and chirping is endless.

The man and I were far away from the blisters, and we were free from the risk of being injured by stray bullets.

"Everyone on the boat will die, and the military just doesn't have a long memory, they have already lost dozens of lives in this lake, and they have sent patrol boats over! With such a low IQ, even if they barely save them, they will have no way to recover. The man sighed faintly.

"I've never seen a silver rainbow before—it's so weird!" I couldn't help but say.

The sunlight passes through the mist to form a rainbow of colors, which is a natural wonder discovered by humans thousands of years ago, but I searched all the classics I read in my head, and I found no record of the rainbow of moonlight.

"In troubled times, there will be a bloody plague. He responded.

"They're your people, can you resist not saving them?" I asked.

In history, the Yamato nation is known for its perseverance, unity, loyalty, and unyieldingness, and this person in front of him is a military thaumaturge, and when he sees his own people and comrades-in-arms in distress, he should come to the rescue.

"Clansmen, they're just stupid people sent by the military, and there's nothing wrong with sending a few more to feed the lake god in the water. Although we are all Japanese, we each have different missions, and we never have to take risks for the mistakes made by others. Did you know that when the blister is over, the catastrophe will strike in the blink of an eye? If you don't flash back in advance, you won't be able to escape the disaster this time. ”

As he spoke, the bubbles really stopped, just like the working submersible pump suddenly lost power, and the bubbles that had been flying upwards suddenly fell off a cliff, and the mist and silver rainbow disappeared in an instant.

In an instant, the lake fell silent, and only the last of the blooming mist was still falling.

The sinking of the lake occurred in hundredths of a second, and when I realized that the Japanese boats were sinking into a huge basket-shaped puddle, the lowest part of the water had already fallen more than a meter, forming a very obvious pot bottom shape.

"Quick, accelerate, rush out, rush out!" the Japanese little leader hissed.

The men on board must have used all the means of remedy, one of them desperately rushing forward and the other desperately back. However, the center of the puddle fell extremely fast, from one meter deep to five meters deep, and transformed into a clockwise whirlpool, firmly sucking the boat in. In that case, unless the ship has two wings or is pulled by a huge external force, it will simply sink deep with the whirlpool.

I remember that in Bermuda's Devil's Delta, there were often such super eddies, and passing ships and low-altitude planes could not escape the vision and suffered a catastrophe.

"Retreat!" the man urged again.

I looked towards the center of the vortex and was shocked to see the strange silver light that had been before looming.

If that was the true location of the silver light, it would not be possible to reach it by manpower alone.

The desperate wails of the people on the boat did not arouse any sympathy in my heart. Kou Qiu was killed by the forces of nature, which is the most worthy of applause.

After the whirlpool engulfed the enemy ships, the lake gradually returned to calm and turned into a scene of surging waves and a fresh breeze.

I can't help but sigh that the power of a lake in the city is superior to the thousands of soldiers under the command of the warlords, and the Japanese soldiers who regard them as the army of tigers and wolves are silently devoured.

The man swam towards the north shore, and I hesitated a little and retreated after him.

The beams of the searchlight swept across the lake, but they could no longer illuminate the shadows of the boats.

Once on the shore, we took off our wet clothes and wrung them out, then put them on again and sat down silently on the stone steps.

"I could have killed you. He said.

"Me too. I replied nonchalantly.

We all gave each other a chance to live, and that was because killing someone no longer meant anything good or bad to the situation at hand. Instead, everyone joined hands to uncover more secrets.

"Hehehehe, yes, yes, our goal is not to kill people, but to find the root cause of all changes. He laughed.

Wanting to be poor and go to the next level - this is the brilliant realm of thaumaturgists, not seeking to kill tens of millions, but only to go further in the field of thaumaturgy, and to glimpse the places that thousands of people have not reached.

As the old saying goes, interlacing is like separating mountains.

People outside the thaumaturgical world could not comprehend this pursuit at all, but only positioned the goal of life and war at the level of killing, besieging cities, plundering land, and destroying countries.

For thaumaturgists, a deeper understanding of the world is more important than anything else.

"I've waited too long for you. He looked at me and slowly raised his right palm.

I waved my right palm and struck him three times in a row.

"When you came, I felt that there was hope in life. He sighed with emotion.

We stand on the opposite side of the war between the two countries, not confidants, not friends, but in a sense of bosom friends. If you can crack the secret of Daming Lake under the conclusion of this special relationship, it will be considered a blessing for the whole city.

"What about the two foreigners?" I asked.

"They're bait, they've been put out as planned. When I found something, I decided to close the net. He replied.

"Don't touch Zhang Quanzhong. "I put it bluntly.

At this time, everyone should show their respective requirements so as not to cause unnecessary internal friction.

"He is a time bomb that will explode at any time, not necessarily only the Japanese, but also the Chinese." He replied cheerfully.

The enemy knows Zhang Quanzhong better, and by extension, the person in front of him probably also knows all the thaumaturgists trapped in the city, and can use their weaknesses to break them individually.

"And no matter who he is, I only have this one request, before all the secrets are revealed, don't touch Zhang Quanzhong, leave him alive, it's easier for me to make a fuss. I said.

Zhang Quanzhong is the leader of the Hongmen banquet tomorrow, and without him, it is equivalent to a lack of wine and food at the feast, and the banquet will not be a banquet, and the banquet will not be a banquet. What's more, all major things are in operation, and under the right conditions, the wicked will also change their minds and become good people.

I gave Zhang Quanzhong a chance, which was equivalent to giving all the anti-Japanese people on the side of the Tiegong Temple a chance to survive.

The man suddenly looked at me deeply, and then looked at me from top to bottom and from bottom to top a dozen times before he slowly spoke: "How many people like you are there in China?"

I understood what he meant, smiled slightly, and didn't respond.

Chinese people are wise, but many times they do not use it on the right path, so people in Europe and the United States today have such a philosophical strange theory that "one Chinese is a dragon and three Chinese are a worm".

"If all the Chinese have your wisdom and consciousness, it is impossible for the military to cross the Shanhai Pass and go south. If you force your attack, you will bring about your own destruction. He said.

I added to him: "If every Chinese and every government had such wisdom, then you Japanese would not dare to cross the Yalu River at all, how can we talk about Shanhaiguan?"

Human society pursues the law of survival of "the law of the jungle", so at the beginning of the last century, after the Japanese invaders occupied Korea, they made a trade-off between the two superpowers, China and Russia, and finally chose to go south instead of north. Facts have proved that their choice is completely correct, otherwise it would have been like Germany in World War II, and its losses would have been in the ice and snow of Russia.