"Wait a minute...... If the situation is not right, just go away. The man said hurriedly.

This sentence also immediately reminded me that at this moment, the city has fallen to the hands of the Japanese invaders, and if you want to survive, you have to pay more. In the Occupied Zone, any beauty is a false prosperity, and it can become a city of innocent deaths at any moment.

The big boat came very fast, and in a blink of an eye, it was already more than ten meters away from the small boat. Moreover, the ship's helmsman had turned in time to make the big ship veer to the northeast, stabbing Rickard and pinning our small boat.

"Whoa, whoa," the men on the boat pulled the bolt of their guns together, aiming them at me and the man.

The beam of light from the searchlight was so strong that I couldn't look up anymore and could only look down temporarily.

"Hands up, hands up!" cried the men on the big ship.

I slowly raised my hand, and the man let go of the oar and slowly stood up.

"Woo-woo-" A night breeze suddenly blew on the lake, causing the two boats to sway together.

"Go down and see what's on board?" commanded.

"Prepare to jump, the deeper the piercing, the better. The man reminded me again.

I'm still very confident in my water nature, but no matter how fast I move, I can't necessarily be faster than a bullet.

With a "snap", the pillar of light suddenly disappeared, and it was supposed that the searchlight had been shattered by something. Taking advantage of the darkness on all sides, I rolled over and entered the water at the same time.

The water is cool and extremely deep. I used the "oolong winch style" to dive straight down, continuously rotated with my waist as the pivot point, and instantly sank more than five meters.

I looked up, and the full moon was faintly visible.

"Whew-" I heard the sound of the water like thunder, and my body felt that the water was turbulent, from slow to fast, rotating counterclockwise.

"Maelstrom!" I was taken aback, and quickly dived south, which was closest to the shore. Swimmers are most afraid of encountering undercurrents and whirlpools, and once they are caught by strange forces, there is no hope of survival.

After swimming more than ten meters, I walked diagonally upward, with my mouth and nose exposed to the water for ventilation, and then looked back to see the movement of the big boat.

This time, I saw something even more terrifying. The great ship spun wildly on the surface of the water like a spinning top whipped by a whip. The people on the boat didn't even have time to jump off the ship before they were carried and sunk into the water.

"The maelstrom has swallowed up the ship, and the people on board will definitely not survive. However, the bottom of Daming Lake is flat, how can there be such a super whirlpool?"

Whirlpools are caused by undercurrents at the bottom of the water, and undercurrents must be in the presence of a body of water to emerge. As we all know, the water of Daming Lake comes from the spring at the bottom of the lake and the confluence of the southern water vein, while the water outlet is in the north, overflowing through the water gate area, and then entering the Xiaoqing River and other irrigation canals in the north. This soothing north-south flow direction dooms its water body to be quite stable, with a flow rate of no more than 20 meters per minute, which is almost static, and there is absolutely no basis for undercurrents and whirlpools.

The people of old Jinan know that the safety of swimming in Daming Lake is far greater than that of Wangfu Pond, Yan Spring, Moat and other places, because it has almost no flow speed, and the temperature of the water body is relatively constant, which will never hurt people.

There are no other patrol boats on the lake, which means that it is safe for the time being.

Instead of rushing to escape, I thought for a minute, slowly swam back, gradually approaching the place where the ship sank, and then took a deep breath and dived decisively.

"Gotta know what's going on with that maelstrom!" was my only thought.

Running for one's life in case of trouble, seeking advantage and avoiding harm is everyone's normal reaction, but when I arrived here, I just wanted to uncover all the mysteries and refused to let go of any mysterious incidents.

After about four meters of diving, I saw the big ship that was spinning and sinking. The people who were standing at the bow of the boat had already fallen down, grabbed the edge of the boat, and used the boat as a life-saving straw. People who often beg for a living on the water have experience, and in this case, they must follow the boat, because the boat is buoyant and can hold up in the water for a while without sinking to the deepest part all at once. And, as soon as the whirlpool disappears, the wooden boats that have not capsized will quickly rise to the surface, effortlessly carrying them to the surface.

As a rough estimate, the whirlpool is eight to ten meters in diameter, and the water body has turned bright white, filled with large and small blisters. You didn't have to get any closer to hear the whirring sound of the circular whirlpool.

The only good thing is that the shape of the whirlpool is very regular, like a transparent vertical pipe, which only sucks the big boat down, and does not affect the surrounding water.

I looked down, and the "pipe" was very deep, and at the end of the line of sight, there was still no bottom.

The man swam back from the right, took my hand, and quickly floated up to the surface.

"Let's go, get on board, let's go!" he screamed as he spat out a large mouthful of water.

"Has this strange thing happened before? what is underwater? How can there be such a violent whirlpool?" I asked.

The man did not answer, waited until he was in the boat, resumed his oars, and rounded the whirlpool to the north.

The lake behind us quickly returned to calm, and if it hadn't been for the two of us witnessing it, we wouldn't have believed that a large ship had sunk in an instant a few minutes earlier.

On the north shore, someone emerged from the reeds and made the sound of a partridge.

The man responded with a partridge call, and then threw the rope from the bow of the boat to the other man.

"Mr. Jeonaka is on it. The answerer said.

The man asked, "Sir, are you in a hurry?"

The answerer laughed in a low voice: "Wait, hehe, when did you see Mr. in a hurry? Even if the sky fell, he still did things slowly and methodically, as if he didn't see it." ”

The man took me ashore and immediately trotted forward.

I have a trance-like feeling in my heart, this is the north shore of Daming Lake, a place I have been here hundreds of times since I was a child, and I know how it changes every season and every year. However, I have never seen the north shore of Daming Lake during World War II, the Iron Gong Temple, the North Pole Temple, and the Water Gate...... These scenes should be very familiar, but now they look so unfamiliar.

"Hurry up, hurry up!" the man shouted in front of him.

We entered the Iron Ancestral Hall, and a breath of old incense came to our faces.

"Ahh

It turned out that there was a small pile of sand in the middle of the entrance to the ancestral hall, about half a meter high. The man walked in a hurry, and the lights in the ancestral hall were dim, and when he kicked it, half a pile of sand immediately flew up and spilled out in a fan-shaped manner.

I had long since stopped my way to keep the man's retreating figure from crashing into it.

The north wall of the ancestral hall is an offering table and an offering platform, and on the offering platform is the famous statue of Tiegong God.

Around 2003, the Jinan Municipal Government rebuilt the Tiegong Ancestral Hall, and the statue was also reshaped, giving it a new look for tourists from other places to see.

Tiegong is a symbol of fairness and justice in Jinan, and it is also a scenic spot that will never be left out in the cold.

At present, the statue of Tie Gong is broken, and the brocade robe on his body is also covered with spider silk dust.

"Sir, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" the man immediately apologized.

I had an ominous premonition in my heart, and I immediately thought of the last ritual that Zhuge Kongming did in Wuzhangyuan. At that time, the anti-bone general Wei Yan stepped on the seven-star lantern, and also cut off Zhuge Kongming's last ray of life. Now, isn't it the same thing that man kicks the sand pile?

"You—what a good job!" In the shadow on the right side of the ancestral hall, three people stood up at the same time, raising their hands to scold the man.

"That's it. The man standing with his hands behind his back at the offering table whispered to stop.

He didn't look back, but he seemed to have seen everything.

"Sir, I brought the man you spoke of. The man stepped aside in fear.

I smiled indifferently, walked around the pile of sand, and slowly walked into the ancestral hall.

"Young man, you must be thinking that you can't save this city by playing tricks, and only the cooperation of the Kuomintang and the Communist Party and the unity of the people can drive away the Japanese devils, right?" asked the man who was standing solemnly.

That's exactly what I thought in my heart, because throughout the history of World War II, the cooperation between the two parties played a huge role in uniting the Chinese as a monolith, which prevented the iron hooves of the Japanese invaders from continuing to advance westward. This kind of cooperation is no less than the "Xuande and Zhongmou Alliance" in the Battle of Chibi of the Three Kingdoms, fighting tigers and brothers, and fighting father and son soldiers - only when the Chinese stand up can they share the same hatred for the enemy and jointly resist foreign insults.

"Yes, sir. I replied calmly.

"Young man, you know me more, I know you less. So, I don't want to start any debate with you, I just want to state the facts. Now, the devils on the official face obviously have the upper hand, and on the rivers and lakes, Japanese thaumaturgists have also made a big layout, wanting to control the water veins of the world through the sea eye channel left by the 'five dragons to control the water' in the past. What if you change your head?" he didn't look back, and his tone was light, as if he was telling a story about another family.

In the legend of old Jinan, Dayu's water control was not carried out alone, but with the help of "Lishan Five Dragons" and "Nine-Tailed Fox Tushan". The "Five Dragons" are able to dredge the waterway, allowing the heavy rain from the sky to flow down the waterway into the sea. At that time, the god of fire Zhurong and the god of water worked together to fight fiercely, and the head crashed into the mountain, causing the sky to fall and the rain could not stop, and dredging alone was useless. So, Wulong exerted his mana, sucked rainwater and sprayed it into the sea, and fought flooding with Dayu. In this process, Jinan underground to the East China Sea formed a "dragon road" and "dragon spring".

Today, the "Dragon Spring" is still there, which is the "Dengzhou Spring" on the west side of Baotu Spring, and the "Dragon Road" is rumored to be hidden under the Five Dragon Pond and has a close relationship with Qin Qiong's underwater mansion.

"In his position, he will seek his government; I replied.

At this moment, it is Mr. Zhang Quanzhong who is in charge here, and he is the one who has to make the key decision, and it is impossible for anyone else to overstep his responsibilities.

"Well said. He turned his head and looked me directly.

His eyes and eyebrows are extremely elongated, especially the blue eyebrows, which are slanted into the sideburns, thin as a knife.

"In the next Zhang Quanzhong, the same people in the rivers and lakes sent the number 'Jiangbei No. 1 God Operator'. He clenched his fist at me, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the glint in his eyes was low-key.

"Stone in the next summer. "I clenched my fists, too.

"These three—" he pointed to the sturdy figure in the shadows, "Licheng Mansion Sanying, Sha Yingshan, Chen Yingping, and Xue Yinggui. ”

The three men clenched their fists at me at the same time, then lowered their hands and pressed them to the hilts of their twin guns at their waists.

"I have calculated that noon the day after tomorrow is the 'big hurdle' to solve the problem. If we don't get over the hurdle, the whole team will be wiped out. He said.

I nodded: "So, you follow Zhuge Kongming's Five Zhangyuan Star Technique?"

The art of the stars is a fierce medicine, which can be used well to bring the dead back to life, and if it is not used well, the country will be ruined.

I don't doubt Zhang Quanzhong's mastery of the thaumaturgy of "Yu Xing", but I am afraid that if he "goes against the heavens" when the situation is extremely critical, then instead of bringing happiness to the city, it will accelerate the onset of bad luck.

Zhang Quanzhong nodded: "Yes, I want to emulate the ancients, but ...... But Heaven didn't give me a chance, and the fire was extinguished before it could be burned. ”

"So, sir, what now? If you choose to retreat, then the city is really hopeless. I said.

Zhang Quanzhong's face suddenly turned red, it should be because I said that I was on my mind.

He is a warlock, not a general who leads troops to war, and it is impossible to defend himself in a disadvantage, but it is possible to find another way to achieve his own goals.

"It's not a retreat, it's a strategic retreat, avoiding the edge for the time being. He said.

"Where are you going?" Licheng, Huashan, and even further north to the countryside where the devils don't want to set foot?" I asked.

Although Jinan is large, if you retreat again and again, there will soon be no way out.

"I said, what would you do if you were in power?" Zhang Quanzhong asked.

I replied without hesitation: "In the face of difficulties, concentrate superior forces, annihilate all Japanese thaumaturgists, gain absolute superiority on the spiritual level, and then help the Chinese army win this battle." ”

This is what I want now, even if I can't go back to modern society, I must do my best to fight for the liberation of Jinan.

"Pap, papa, pap" three times, Zhang Quanzhong applauded me, and the other three also applauded.

"Please continue. He said.

Before I speak, I reviewed the history of China's resistance against Japan. If there is no endless infighting, but boldly joining forces and fighting together, then the chances of victory for the Japanese invaders are becoming less and less.