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"Just when I was cornered, a proud man in a blue robe and a three-foot-long braid suddenly appeared in the black mist. He approached me, smiled and reached out to me, slowly pulling me to my feet. The person with that strange braid should only appear in the Qing court TV series, but his smile made me unguarded, and it seemed that an old friend who had not seen each other for a long time had reunited in a different place. Neither of us could speak, but he waved his hand lightly, and at once he dispelled the black fog and freed me from my anxious embarrassment. He took my hand and floated forward, the corridor was endless, and the sound of gurgling water came to my ears, as if I was walking on Qushuiting Street, which was full of springs, and seemed to be stepping on the floating clouds that were as light as nothing. I didn't drink, but I felt like I was drunk, and wherever he dragged me, I followed him without hesitation, and my heart was full of courage. No man has ever given me this feeling, this feeling...... It's so nice......"

Aunt Guan's narration made me feel like I was falling into a fog, after all, I saw with my own eyes that after she returned to the ward, she had been speaking on behalf of my grandfather Xia Shenzhou. I thought that when there was another soul in her, she was not in any consciousness, and was completely in a state of dazed dementia.

I couldn't speak, I couldn't try to understand her, I couldn't ask any more meaningful questions.

Aunt Guan is still talking to herself: "I know in my heart that he is a big hero who stands up to the sky." Since ancient times, there have been endless loyal and righteous people in the land of Qilu, but as soon as I saw him, I knew that he was a great hero who had no one before or since, and others could not match him at all. Being able to follow him, I am completely satisfied for three lives and three lives. ”

She has passed the age of the girl Sichun, and she is a "walking impermanence" with a heart like water and no waves in the ancient well, but at this moment, her cheeks are flushed, and her face shows a girl-like shy expression.

Later, she sighed again: "It's a pity that I don't know how to follow him—is that a dream? is he in my dream, or am I in his dream? Or is it that we meet in someone else's dream? This strange feeling is so good, a thousand times more wonderful than drinking the most beautiful wine in the world......

I noticed that there was something strange about Aunt Guan, and immediately stepped forward, held her hands, and shook them gently.

Her palms were as hot as coals, and I gasped.

"Auntie, don't say it, we'll discuss it when the big guys come. I reminded her loudly.

She turned a deaf ear, and despite my shaking, she still bothered in her own memories: "I must follow him, climb the highest mountain, cross the widest river, ride the fastest horse, and drink the strongest wine...... It's better to be happy and revenge, and to be chic than to spend half your life in this peaceful town......"

I let go of the official's hand, walked to the faucet in the corner of the courtyard, took a towel and pressed it into the bucket to soak it.

At that time, she was still muttering, as if she had fallen into an evil spirit.

"I'm afraid it's a ghost making trouble again!" I took out a towel from the bucket, wrung it half-dry, and walked back to take it to the official lady.

Aunt Guan didn't take the towel, her lips moved, but she didn't make a sound, only a muffled movement came from her throat.

I wiped her face, gently from her forehead to her chin, and then put a cool towel under the back of her head and over her neck in the large vertebrae area. When pressed and chilled, the acupuncture channel can dispel people's irritability and make people quickly calm down.

At the moment, I have no good means at my disposal, so I can only wait for the rescuers to arrive and then make plans.

After about two or three minutes, Aunt Guan yawned violently, as if someone who had slept enough was about to wake up.

"Stone, what are you doing with the towel?" she snorted again, and took a flash, avoiding the cold towel.

I sighed and replied, "You were a little unconscious just now, I'll help you cool it down." ”

Aunt Guan wiped her face, took out a handkerchief, and wiped the water droplets from her neck.

Her eyes were full of confusion, and she was thoughtful when she wiped the water, and her movements were not matched.

I continued to tell him: "Auntie, you have said too much, but I want to tell you that on the morning of the hospital, you only left for ten minutes, and after you came back, you became a different person, and what you said was completely in the tone of my grandfather Xia Shenzhou. It's a pity that there is nothing constructive about what he said through you, just reminiscing about an old case. Eighty years have passed since what he said, and it is related to the War of Resistance Against Japan, so it is meaningless to say it again today. ”

"Xia Shenzhou, Xia Shenzhou......" Aunt Guan muttered and repeated the name of her grandfather.

There was still silence outside the door, and Yin Jiuye and the others were nowhere to be seen.

I couldn't help but get anxious, afraid that the strange cicada in the ice coffin would move again.

Xia Shenzhou's words came out of my mouth...... If he is me, then who am I?" asked Mrs. Guan softly.

I can't fully comprehend this sentence, of course, the official aunt is the official Yousheng, the most outstanding impermanence in Qushuiting Street and even the old town of Jinan. Her voice and appearance are familiar to the people in the old city, and even if many people do not know the current mayor of Jinan, it is impossible not to know her.

"Auntie, are you too tired tonight?" I asked.

The corners of Aunt Guan's mouth moved, and she nodded silently.

"Okay, let's wait for Yin Jiuye and them to come, I'll go to the kettle of water first, and then make tea when they come." I said.

These old houses are not connected to natural gas, and the only way to boil water is to use an electric kettle.

I walked into the Westinghouse, turned on the faucet, and turned the kettle switch on.

Through the window lattice, I saw the lady pacing in the mourning shed with her hands behind her back, sighing from time to time.

"Who is she? Who am I? Everyone has a name, but the name is just a code name, it can be called Zhang San or Li Si, but in essence, who am I?" I couldn't help but continue to think along the line of thought of Aunt Guan.

In the process of walking impermanence, she often wanders on the gray edge of life and death, and at some point is at the junction of "human" and "non-human". If you take a step back, you will return to the world of "people", and if you take a step forward, you will fall into the abyss of "inhuman". Therefore, the profession of impermanence is not accessible to everyone, and it also requires a high level of talent.

Suddenly, the official lady stepped out of the mourning shed, walked towards the West House, and finally stopped outside the window.

"Auntie. I called her.

Instead of answering, she straightened her back and looked straight through the window lattice and shot in my face.

"I know who I am, I'm Sang Qinghong. She said.

That name seemed quite familiar, and I thought of it in the genealogy, and Sang Qinghong was Grandpa's confidante when he was young. When the two met, Grandpa Tai already had a family, and this strange woman surnamed Sang was unwilling to share Grandpa's feelings with another woman, so she retreated to the next best thing, only unrequited love, not married.

According to the geographical division of the surnames of the 100 families in Shandong, the surname "Sang" comes from the Guangrao area of Dongying, and the famous tourist attraction Wansang Garden is the birthplace of the Sang family.

I smiled bitterly: "Aunt Guan, I am really confused by you." ”

Grandpa Tai and Sang Qinghong are boyfriend and girlfriend, grandpa Tai died in the War of Resistance against Japan, and his soul was attached to Aunt Guan. Then, if Aunt Guan is "him", it is impossible to become Sang Qinghong again. Besides, Sang Qinghong only appeared once in the genealogy, and there was no record elsewhere, so how could his soul suddenly appear?

"Looking back today, I can still appreciate the tragedy of the sword and sword shadow battle-" The official lady said in a deep voice, "The countryman will not die, the great country will not be destroyed, and under the city, Shenzhou is invincible." If it weren't for Sang Qinghong, who would still be able to draw the demeanor of that war? The long scroll of history is like a cloud of smoke, and without him Xia Shenzhou, no one will be able to break the conspiracy of the enemy, and the people of our big country will all wear the black hat of 'foreign slaves'...... Shenzhou is invincible, the ninja is the head, okay, good...... What is the pity of being able to witness that battle with your own eyes, even if it is blood-spilled?"

I found an important clue from her words, and immediately asked: "Sang Qinghong drew the ultimate battle of Grandpa Tai, where is the picture scroll now?"

If there is a picture scroll as evidence, then my family should be rated as an anti-Japanese family and a national hero, and the heroic deeds of my grandfather should be engraved in the Memorial Hall of the Anti-Japanese Heroes, and be worshiped and admired by tens of millions of people.

"That's right. Aunt Guan nodded.

"Where's the scroll?" I asked.

Mrs. Guan raised her right hand, opened her five fingers, grabbed it in the air, and then quickly clenched it, put it under her nose and sniffed it gently.

This kind of thaumaturgy is also recorded in the classics, known as the "Wind Smelling Device", also known as the "Wind Catcher" or "Wind Catching Shadow Technique", and its essential principle is to perceive the development of things through small changes in the air, which is similar to the "incense reading technique" used by the official lady.

Aunt Guan repeated the same action three times in a row before she sighed: "That scroll is not far from here, but under the guard of the Broken Intestine Green Dragon and the One-Eyed Tiger, I can't find a more exact direction. ”

I don't know who she is now—Guan Yousheng or Sang Qinghong?, but that doesn't seem to matter. As an impermanent, she has too many non-human things stored in her body, none of which can be explained by the human mind, and only she can straighten it out with her own super intelligence, and outsiders can't help her.

At the moment, for me, the most important thing is that my great-grandfather Xia Shenzhou is an anti-Japanese hero, which makes my Xia family more brilliant. As the only inheritor of the Xia clan, I have now mustered up the courage to inherit the heroic spirit of my ancestors and ancestors, and carry it forward to recreate the reputation of the Xia clan.

The old mansion is located in the old city, except for the Guandi Temple in the west and the newly restored Confucian Temple in the north, there are no famous buildings. So, what exactly are the "broken intestine green dragon" and "one-eyed tiger" that Aunt Guan said?

"There is Qinglong Bridge in the place name of Jinan, and there is Black Tiger Spring in the name of the spring, does the above dragon and tiger refer to those two places?"

I was suspicious when there was a murmur of footsteps in the southwest, accompanied by the coughing of several old men.

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