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I put the knife on the bed and stood in a daze for a few minutes, when suddenly I covered my face with my hands and burst into tears.

With the help of the "Mirror Room" instrument, my soul returned to its former self in a singular form. This process can be seen as "time travel, time travel", but it is slightly different.

The function of the instrument is to awaken the content buried in the depths of a person's memory, which is equivalent to allowing the amnesiac patient to recover his memory little by little. Those memories are real things that happened, not fabricated out of thin air. Therefore, every second of memory is extremely meaningful to the subject.

When I came to this place, I was actually in the memories of my infancy.

To put it simply, the baby is me, and I am so mediocre today because the "Phoenix Dance Nine Heavenly Dragon Sadness" acupuncture method eliminated the "holding dragon" in my palm and "changed my life against the sky" for me.

So, the old man is my grandfather, the young man is my father, the young woman just now is my mother, and the one who feeds me medicine is my eldest brother Xia Cheng.

It is a great joy to be together with my relatives, especially when it is absolutely impossible to get together, and it is the greatest gift from God that I can see them, hear them, talk to them and look at them in close proximity. However, after the reunion, it was a farewell, which made me feel like I was falling from heaven to hell, and I didn't even have a buffer section, which was really unacceptable.

My mother is terminally ill and should be lying in the hospital at this moment to receive the best possible treatment, and to take the greatest possible life-saving measures, even if it is to prolong her life for one more day. At the very least, I can do my filial piety at her bedside, serve her tea and feed her, and do my duty as a son. However, she didn't even give me such a chance, and until now, she still only thinks about eradicating the henchmen of the "Seven Kings Society" and clearing the roadblocks for the future of her eldest brother.

She is like a candle in the wind, even if she can shine for one more second, she will never spare her own strength and shine the light to the world.

"What can I do for her? Cherish these three hours, remember this knife score, and one day in the future, continue my mother's career, level the "Seven Kings Society", and reshape a peaceful world.

I wiped away my tears, gathered my mind, and started to look at the first little person on the left who practiced the knife, and learned as I watched.

With my brain running at high speed, I forgot the time, and I also forgot that I came from the "mirror room", and I only had these ancestral sword scores of the Xia clan in my heart.

If there is no "Mirror Room", I will never see them, and I will never see the knife spectrum, then this "Shenzhou Nine Blades" will be 100% lost. Of course, before entering the "Mirror Room", I had never heard of our Xia family having such a peerless sword technique as the "Shenzhou Nine Swords".

After reading the first knife book, I only remembered the knife technique and body technique, and I didn't think it was very profound.

After reading it for the second time, I realized that there is an endless depth of meaning in each move.

After reading it for the third time, I felt that the sword technique was no longer important, but what was important was the essence of cold weapon fighting that I had learned from it. In the past, I saw in many martial arts books that martial arts emphasized the essence of martial arts such as "stability, accuracy, and ruthlessness" and "quiet as a virgin and moving like a rabbit", but I didn't understand the meaning. Now, by studying the "Nine Swords of Shenzhou", I know that in the battle of cold weapons, the enemy does not move, I do not move, and when the enemy moves, I move first. There are no fancy moves in the real killing knife technique, and as soon as the knife is released, it must aim at the enemy's vital point, which is the same principle as the "one-move enemy control technique" of the special forces of various countries in the world.

When I quickly watched the fourth, fifth, and sixth times, I felt that I had fully understood the meaning of the "Nine Swords of Shenzhou", and that with these nine swords alone, I could absolutely protect myself and protect my loved ones from any accidents. Of course, after comprehending the essence of swordsmanship, whether it is a long knife or a short knife, an Oriental knife, a Western knife, or even a kitchen knife and a sharp knife, you can kill the enemy at will, and you don't have to care what kind of weapon you are holding in your hand.

Seeing it for the seventh time, I silently recited the territorial division of Kyushu in the ancient books, and gradually realized that the sword technique is also divided from first-class to ninth-rate. The world's first-class knife technique is not to kill people, but to infinitely improve a person's realm and cultivation, until the unity of man and knife, heaven and earth and man, so that a person can perfectly integrate into nature through the medium of "knife".

After the success of Dayu's water control, he has been familiar with the general trend of the world, so he can freely divide Kyushu according to the topography of mountains and rivers, yin and yang runoff. He looked at Kyushu as if he was standing in the clouds overlooking the earth and the earth, his vision was above the human race, close to the gods.

The knife method is called "Shenzhou Nine Knives", and each knife has its own far-reaching significance.

Among the nine knives, I feel that the most handy is the "Qingzhou knife".

There is an ancient saying that "Haidai is only Qingzhou", and its territory originates from the Bohai Sea and Mount Tai, involving an area of Hebei and Shandong Peninsula, and the land is fertile white soil. As early as 7,000 years ago, people thrived on this land. Since the beginning of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, after the Sui, Tang, Song, Jin, Yuan, Ming and other feudal dynasties, as long as more than 1,600 years, although the establishment is frequently replaced, Qingzhou has always been an important place of state, government, county, road and road, and is the political, economic and cultural center in Shandong.

The people of Qingzhou have followed Confucianism and Taoism for generations, and this way of knife method, not fancy, not arrogant, fair and rigorous, unpretentious, just like a humble gentleman who has received Confucian education, between gestures, everything follows etiquette. This is exactly the state of life I pursue, it is easy to integrate myself into the knife technique, and the treasure knife seems to have become my arm, driven at will, round and free.

I was so engrossed in the knife that I didn't even notice when the young woman came in.

"It's time. She said.

"I've already finished reading the knife book. I nodded in response.

"Let's go, the night is long and dreamy. She turned and walked out.

I inserted the knife into its sheath and strode after it.

She led me through a long narrow hallway, out of an old-fashioned wooden door, and stood in a small alley sandwiched between two high walls.

The night was so dark that I couldn't see my fingers.

I looked up and saw that the high walls were topped with barbed wire, and beyond that, there was a dark night sky as far as the eye could see.

There was a red two-wheeled motorcycle parked next to the door, and the sign was a Taiwanese wild wolf that was quite popular in the past.

She stepped onto the motorcycle, pressed the button, and started the car.

I got into the back seat, and the motorcycle sprang forward.

"It's going to be bloody tonight...... I had to change my approach because I didn't have much time to do with the enemy. Moreover, the 'Zhao Wang Society' is the most insidious and cunning branch of the 'Seven Kings Society', and I can never give the other party any chance. Otherwise, I probably won't see the sun tomorrow morning...... You also have to remember that within the 'Seven Kings Society', the 'Zhao King Society' is like a jackal, and the 'Qin King Society' is like a hungry tiger......" Her voice was torn apart by the night wind and came into my ears intermittently.

"You should go to the hospital for treatment, modern medical conditions are good, even the most serious illness, there is a chance of cure. It is absolutely unwise for you to avoid medical treatment like this, and I believe that most people will choose to treat their illness first and take care of their bodies before they can continue to fight!" I told her aloud.

The motorcycles sped through the deserted streets, and there was silence all around, except for the roar of the engines of the wolf motorcycles.

I am very familiar with the urban area of old Jinan, and soon I saw that we had just gone to Jiefang Road from Min Ziqian Road, and if we went west, we would pass Jiefang Bridge, Qinglong Bridge, Quancheng Road, and Ximen Bridge. After crossing the Ximen Bridge and walking a little further, you can reach the west exit of Scissors Lane.

"I know my life—I'm not afraid of my illness, I'm afraid of my life!" I can cure my illness, but I can't cure my life!" she replied aloud.

The night wind was cold, and her voice was even colder, a dying man's loud complaint about the injustice of fate.

People in the rivers and lakes are really fearless, licking blood with knives, new wounds and old scars, as long as people don't die, they will definitely be able to turn over. This is a kind of spiritual fearlessness, and as long as there is this kind of blood, it will never fall behind in the battle between people. However, it is impossible for a person to go against his fate, especially an adult.

"You haven't tried, how do you know?" I whispered in her ear.

She slammed the gas pedal, and the motorcycle instantly picked up speed, and the speedometer went straight to the red warning zone.

Soon, we crossed the Qinglong Bridge and drove onto Quancheng Road.

Quancheng Road used to be a famous commercial gold street, and the night scene on both sides is very different from that of Jiefang Road that was passed before. Here, the roofs of each shop are decorated with colorful neon lights, which constantly flicker in various unconventional shapes, illuminating the empty streets.

What struck me as strange was that even in the early hours of the morning, there should be pedestrians, cleaners, taxis, and the like, and it was absolutely impossible not to see a single figure or car.

When the car arrived at Shunjing Street, I immediately turned my head to look south.

In the past 20 years, Shunjing Street has changed from a bustling and cramped electronic commercial street to a spacious and fashionable street, and I have seen everything change with my own eyes. As I expected, Shunjing Street is exactly what it looked like 20 years ago, the street is extremely narrow, lined with shops on both sides, and all kinds of old and new signboards cover the windows on the second and third floors, like a market in the middle of a busy market.

The car is too fast, and the old street has been left behind in an instant. In my heart, the street scene and time are like a white horse passing by, and it has long been a matter of fact. This kind of earth-shaking change is not embarrassing.

"Don't look backwards, look forward, see the road ahead!" she shouted, "Don't care how many people die, how many people survive, how many people can still fight! People who do great things regard the world as a chess game, and the world is like a new chess game, and every dead and alive person is a chess piece, don't care about the gains and losses of a chess piece or a piece of territory, look forward and move forward towards the goal......

The world is like chess, people are like chess pieces, this is a proverb handed down by ancient wise men. However, I can't do it, I don't want to be a pawn, and I don't want to use others as pawns.

When I drove to the Ximen Bridge, I smelled the fishy smell in the moat, and in my ears I heard the sound of rushing water from the Baotu Spring outlet gate in the south. The water went from south to north, passing under the West Gate Bridge, all the way north, running to Daming Lake.

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