"Let's get down to business, what does the Shan clan want? What can Zhang Quanzhong and Jingguan Xiaowu leave behind? What purpose will they fight with each other? Do you put your spear here to control the whole scene, are you the people in the anti-mourning hall or the uninvited guests outside?" I asked.

Lian Chengbi answered one by one in a clear manner: "Tianshi, arithmeticists and god operators are a single vein in the thaumaturgical world, and the ancestors of the Shan clan have competed with the Tang King for hegemony three times, and they have all been defeated in front of the great powers who are good at calculation. As a result, the ancestors of the Shan family learned from the pain and believed that force could not dominate the world, so they painstakingly studied human arithmetic, which has been passed down from generation to generation. There have been such four sentences on the rivers and lakes - Shaw Brothers Zhou Yi black and white, single family art eight or nine signs. Sixty-four hexagrams wash the world, and the abacus does not move and only waits for leisure. The Shaw Brothers are proficient in Zhou Yi, and all Yi scholars in the world are worshipped, and Shan's status in the art world is also the same, Taishan Beidou is general. I asked Mr. Shan to crack the secret of the abacus, and as soon as the two sides came into contact, he had already cited Zhang Quanzhong, who left the abacus, as the first enemy in his life. Moreover, he told me for the first time that Zhang Quanzhong was not dead at all, and everything was just ups and downs in the chain of games. He used empty boxes to build a model in the reception room of the hospital to speculate on the key links in the long chain and the ultimate goal of Zhang Quanzhong's calculations, but unfortunately he did not succeed. He is a smart man, once he found that his wisdom was not as good as Zhang Quanzhong's, and he couldn't get a little advantage by fighting alone, he immediately gathered his fellow disciples and made an appointment to fight in the funeral home. Tianshi, if Zhang Quanzhong does not die, this will become a big problem, Jinan City is already chaotic enough, and there can be no more Zhang Quanzhong who is both good and evil and has pro-Japanese tendencies. What do you say?"

I can't help frowning, Zhang Quanzhong is not "pro-Japanese", he just has a soft spot for Jingguan Xiaowu, and he has never been able to give up.

Everyone in the world has their weaknesses, but some people hide their weaknesses well, and they will not show them to others for the rest of their lives, and they also avoid being spied on, attacked, and killed by their opponents.

I am not exempt from vulgarity, and I also have my own weakness, that is, "avenging my eldest brother".

My eldest brother has always been the source of my pain and anxiety, and it can even be said that I have been alive for a long time for the tragedy of the Iron Ancestral Hall. The wound on my heart will never heal until this matter is resolved.

"Go on. I said.

"The Shan clan does not allow people like Zhang Quanzhong to exist in the world, their peers are enemies, and they want to get rid of their opponents forever for future generations. On the other hand, if Zhang Quanzhong wants to make his plan immortal, he has to fight back against the Shan clan and maintain what is contained in the abacus bead. As for me, I don't want things to get out of control, make a fuss, and attract the white path forces. The rivers and lakes are an underground world, and they must maintain a calm surface in order to live in peace with Bai Dao. Once the order of the rivers and lakes is disordered, then all the fish and dragons will die and everyone will be wiped out. Tianshi, that is the catastrophe of the rivers and lakes that no one wants to see. Lian Chengbi said.

I can tell that Lianchengbi wants "peace and harmony", and he wants to do his best to control the overall situation.

She represents the King of Qin, and what she wants is probably what the King of Qin wants.

"You mean that after today, the Shan clan and Zhang Quanzhong, Jingguan Xiaowu and others will cease to exist?"

The Shan clan used Zhang Quanzhong as the fish and meat, but it inevitably became the fish and meat of the Qin Wanghui.

In the rivers and lakes, the tragedy of "praying mantis catching cicadas and yellow finches behind" has been staged round after round, from ancient times to the present, and the cycle has been repeated.

"That's the best outcome—" Lian Chengbi glanced at the spear and smiled self-deprecatingly, "Siege the city first, attack the heart first." Surrendering without a fight is the best result, but it is also the most difficult to achieve. Tianshi, I am a sapper, not a strategist, I can't strategize and win a thousand miles, I can only do it step by step. ”

She is so strong, even when she is weak, it is a moment like a white horse, and she does not let me see clearly.

"Okay. I nodded.

"What do you mean by 'well'? do you agree with me?" asked Lian Chengbi.

I shook my head: "When I say 'okay', I mean 'it has to be.'" ”

Right now, the Shan clan has entered the mourning hall on all fronts, and the situation is almost out of control. We should not take any new action except wait.

"Okay. Lian Chengbi laughed.

After waiting for nearly twenty minutes, there was no movement in the mourning hall.

Lian Chengbi was very calm, but I didn't see her using headphones, microcomputers and other eavesdropping and monitoring tools, which meant that she didn't leave any control clues in the mourning hall.

This is the funeral parlor, a place where the living, the dead, the remains, the ashes, and the souls are scattered.

Modern people have become accustomed to the existence of funeral homes and do not shy away from them, but in my childhood memories, adults have unspeakable jealousy of funeral homes, and regard such places as ominous places. In addition, for miles around the funeral home, no one wants to settle down.

The sky was blue, and the smoke from the chimney was curling endlessly, spreading freely under the clear blue sky.

I don't think of distant topics such as smog and environmental protection, but I think of Qingyan as one humble soul after another, and then the power of fire and smoke flies straight out of the sky to find the next destination of reincarnation.

"Celestial Stone. Lian Chengbi screamed, paused for a while, and then continued quietly, "I have a hunch that one day, you will bid me farewell here." ”

I smiled indifferently: "Unless you become a native of Jinan and settle in Jinan, you won't go anywhere." Otherwise, there is this kind of same place in every city in the world, and after our souls turn into green smoke, we may not necessarily float under the sky of Jinan. ”

In this kind of place, girls will touch the scene and become sentimental.

"Why do you need to bury bones, there are everywhere in the world - funeral homes. She laughed, and then sighed, "Tianshi, you are not a girl, you can't marry a girl's heart." I think that the most beautiful destination for a woman is to die in the arms of a man who loves her and she loves, and casts the last moment of her life into an eternity for a hundred years. It's a pity that people change, and under the wear and tear of time, no matter how beautiful and beautiful they are, they will become unrecognizable. I really don't dare to think that one day I will be like the old woman lying in the mourning hall, my youth will not survive, and I will become a nightmare for my lover. Ahh ”

She lowered her head, bent her legs, her forehead resting on her knees, her hair hanging down, revealing the fair skin at the back of her neck.

This appearance, no different from an ordinary girl, will make me temporarily forget her true identity as "the future ruler of the King of Qin".

I remembered a sentence that the former aunt used to say, which is also what the old Jinan people often said - "It's better to die than to live".

Aunt Guan has warned her old neighbors on Qushuiting Street more than once: "It's better to die than to live, death is not an interesting thing, and death is more terrible than living." As long as Lord Yama doesn't come to die, then live, try to live as well as possible, and try to make yourself comfortable. You guys, I don't know how scary it is to die, and if you let him die once, he's really scared......"

Life is short, like morning dew. Perhaps only by cherishing every second can we live our lives well. The common people are uneducated, and they do not seek to understand those aphorisms full of truth, thinking that "relying on life" is the whole of life, but they just misunderstand it. The meaning of life is not to "live", but to "live well and work hard". Chinese culture is broad and profound, and if it is simply understood literally, it will be a millimeter and a thousand miles wrong.

"Tianshi, I really hope ...... This moment becomes eternal. Lianchengbi's voice came through the cover of clothing, and it became unreal, as if it were a different person.

I knew that beneath her hard, independent, and resolute exterior was a heart full of wisdom and emotion. No matter how difficult the world is, she must always hide her true heart and show people with indifferent armor, so that she can carry the banner of the Qin Wanghui forever.

Such a life is a huge tragedy for a girl.

"Eternity is good, but the world is evolving. Running water is not rotten, the hub is not beetle, and only development can make people retain their vitality, isn't it?" I responded.

The rivers and lakes are bloody and bloody, and now is not the best time for emotional exchanges. We must not be distracted, we must keep an eye on the side of the mourning hall and react appropriately as soon as there is a change.

"Yes. Lian Chengbi looked up.

After a short break, her eyes became radiant again, like the face change in Sichuan opera, instantly put aside the melancholy and returned to the true character of a heroine.

The mourning hall was always quiet, as if the master of the Shan clan had fallen asleep, dying with the old woman who had died.

"Mr. Hu has been in there all the time, will there be a ...... At first, I wanted to say "in danger", but I didn't understand the details of Mr. Hu, so I changed the wording temporarily.

"No, I've checked his bottom line, a retired old worker, who has been destitute for generations, has nothing, and can't even afford to form a family, which is equivalent to the lowest marginal person in the city. He has known Guan Xiaowu for decades, and it originated from the mutual help between neighbors, and there is nothing to cross the line. After meeting today, I also tested him, not a person in the rivers and lakes. Such a harmless person to society and rivers and lakes will naturally not arouse the harmfulness of the Shan clan. Lian Chengbi replied.

I breathed a sigh of relief, there were enough examples of innocent people being affected by the storm, and I didn't want to inadvertently concoct them again.

After experiencing the illusion in Tianditan Street, Lian Chengbi and I avoided talking about other people, such as the masters of the Yanwang Society and the Beggar Gang.

Perhaps, deep in our hearts, both of us are eager to stay away from the boiling and irritable rivers and lakes for a while, be quiet and alone, have few desires, and let the dust settle as soon as possible.

Everyone needs to be quiet and reflect, and the more often this reflection is, the more steadily we will move forward.

"Where did you find a master like Teacher Shan?" I asked.

Lian Chengbi replied: "I have always paid close attention to the major thaumaturgical schools on the rivers and lakes, and I have also meticulously sorted out the thaumaturgical context of the Central Plains since the Warring States period. People like Teacher Shan are all hidden in the people, using the social and professional identity of five elements and eight works, three teachings and nine streams as a cover, and they will definitely not be born until the time of critical survival. ”

I suddenly thought to myself: "Could it be that Teacher Shan has realized that Zhang Quanzhong is the biggest enemy of the Shan clan?"

Zhang Quanzhong is known as "the first god operator in Jiangbei", before him, there was a "god operator" named Jiang Jing among the one hundred and eight generals in Shuibo Liangshan in the past, and then in the Spring and Autumn Period, the Warring States Period, and the Two Han Dynasty, there were "Guigu God Operator" and other worldly masters. Since him, until the founding of the People's Republic of China and the Cold War, there has been no wise man named after the "God Operator".

Counting, it is the highest realm in thaumaturgy. If you want to add the word "god" in front, even the most arrogant and arrogant people will not dare to bear it.

If you want to wear a crown, bear its weight first.

If a crown like "God Operator" takes over rashly, it will kill people, and even involve a whole clan to die cleanly.

As Lian Chengbi said, if you want to understand a thaumaturgical school, you must sort out its traceable veins such as previous generations, previous generations, and ancient times, and imagine its inheritance, continuation, and future development.

Therefore, once the thaumaturgical sect is wiped out, it will be more destructive than the emperor ordering the whole sect to be beheaded and exterminated by the nine clans.

"Isn't this an indirect provocation of a war between the two factions?" I have no intention of blaming Lian Chengbi, but this concern has to be mentioned in advance.

In addition, I have a serious concern.

We can't judge the good and evil of the Shan clan, and if they show up and cause worse results, and let the situation get further out of control, won't it be my fault and Lian Chengbi's sin?

Lian Chengbi pointed at the spear: "With it, the situation is controllable." ”

We are in a position that can cover a radius of 200 meters, but it is better not to shoot, attract the white road and cause more chaos.

Suddenly, the ground spring door on the side of the mourning hall was pushed open, and Mr. Hu staggered out alone.

He held a handkerchief in his right hand and wiped the corners of his eyes as he walked.

Lian Chengbi jumped to his feet, crouched behind his spear, held the gun in both hands, and took aim quickly.

Mr. Hu's behavior was normal, he came to bid farewell to Jingguan Xiaowu, and when he talked about emotion, he naturally burst into tears.

When he reached his age, there were fewer and fewer friends around him, and it was expected that he would be sad and excited.

"Mr. Hu had no injuries on his body, his hair was not messy, the upper of his shoes was not dirty, and there were no signs of a fight. Lian Chengbi said.

I hid behind a low wall, my eyes chasing Mr. Hu.

He walked towards the parking lot, rolled out an e-bike in the carport, and slowly walked towards the door of the funeral home. Obviously, he stayed out of the matter, regardless of the comings and goings of the Shan clan, and left sadly after bidding farewell to Jingguan Xiaowu.

After another five minutes, Mr. Hu disappeared at the gate, and silence returned to the mourning hall.

"I'll go down and have a look. I said.

We've waited too long to miss something.

Lian Chengbi nodded: "Okay, remember, once there is something in the mourning hall, seize the opportunity to run outside." As long as you leave the door of the mourning hall, I can guarantee your personal safety 100%. ”

I nodded, admiring her for her precautions.

The roof of this building is facing the mourning hall, which is the best place to observe and snipe, and it is also one of the few commanding heights in the funeral parlor with a wide field of vision.

She is stronger than many people in terms of strategy and tactics, combat experience, and can analyze the key points of the battle at a glance.

I went downstairs and walked briskly to the mourning hall.

There was really no movement in the mourning hall, and I stuck to the right side of the door and pricked up my ears to listen, and I could only vaguely hear the chanting of several people.

I gestured to Lianchengbi on the roof of the opposite building, and then silently flashed into the mourning hall.

The nine members of the Shan clan were all there, gathered around the body of Jingguan Xiaowu, pressed their hands on the side of the ice coffin, and chanted along with Teacher Shan who was standing in the middle.

I noticed nothing unusual, so I slowed down, crept in, and made the appearance of examining the fruit on the table.

The chanting continued, and none of the nine people looked up at me.

I walked around and saw that the palms of the nine people were sunk deep into the side of the ice coffin. At that time, it was as if nine people were using super palm kung fu at the same time, and the eighteen palms worked together to hit the ice coffin.

If Xiao Wu, the quiet official in the ice coffin, hadn't died, these eighteen palms would have killed her.

"Could it be that the people of the Shan clan can't find Zhang Quanzhong, but instead target Jingguan Xiaowu?" I couldn't help frowning secretly.

Jingguan Xiaowu is dead, and the dead are big, and they can't be bullied by the living.

If the Shan clan dares to offend even such a taboo, it can be seen how inferior their character is?

"This is the time when the Shan clan lives and dies, if we can't kill the Void Soldiers in one fell swoop, we will be forced to rack our brains and become brainless. In that case, are you ready?" Teacher Shan suddenly raised his voice, and his voice was instantly violent.

"Ready, sir. The other eight replied together.

"Make up for the leakage of the heavens with your personal hundred-year body, and ignite the Nine Heavens Sacred Flame with the light of your personal fireflies...... The enemy framed my Shan clan with the Nine Palace Diagram, and we have no way to retreat, and we also use the Nine Palace Diagram to deal with it. Change the formation, change the formation, change the formation!" Teacher Shan shouted three times in a row.

The other eight people withdrew their palms, quickly moved under their feet, surrounded the two-meter-long ice coffin, and arranged the formation according to the Nine Palaces Diagram, leaving the core position of the central Wuji Soil to Teacher Shan.

Directly above the ice coffin hangs an iron chandelier, which has been rusted for a long time.

Teacher Shan looked at the chandelier, his eyes flickering.

I guess he probably wants to use this as a foundation and hang in the "five" position of the Nine Palaces Chart. However, the iron chain on the chandelier was already thin, and the rust at the junction of the links was a pimple, which was absolutely difficult to bear his weight.

"This is your last chance - if he doesn't come, we won't be able to do it. Teacher Shan leaned over and said to the sleeping Jingguan Xiaowu.

The word "he" should refer to Zhang Quanzhong.

I wanted to speak, but just as I was gesturing, Teacher Shan had already raised his hand to stop me: "Don't say more, this is not the place where you can interject." If you really want to help, just ask Zhang Quanzhong to come out quickly. ”

His voice trembled all the time, and cold sweat flowed down his cheeks, like a strong bow.

"Teacher Shan, Jingguan Xiaowu is dead, and Zhang Quanzhong is gone. I replied.

"No, no, the abacus is alive, and its owner is still alive, otherwise it wouldn't be a small abacus bead that would make me retreat. Zhang Quanzhong is definitely alive, and he won't be too far away-" Teacher Shan's hands moved away from the side of the ice coffin, stretched forward, and continued in a difficult tone, "The woman he loves is lying in this ice coffin, I don't think he will watch the woman being humiliated, right?"

I was taken aback, and I didn't expect Teacher Shan to make such a decision.

"Drop off—what the fuck do you want to do, Mr. Shan?" I blurted out a swear word.

Teacher Shan's face turned pale for a while, and he shook his head coldly: "Don't care, my Shan clan must end this matter today." Either he dies or I die, and the battle for the title of the 'First God Operator' should have come to a long time ago. ”

Of course, I won't allow him to go wild in the mourning hall, after all, Jingguan Xiaowu is also my friend.

In front of the statue of Jingguan Xiaowu is a golden rectangular incense burner, in which is inserted a bunch of sandalwood wrapped in gold paper. At this moment, a third of the incense had been burned, and the delicious smell of sandalwood filled the entire mourning hall. The scary thing is that I remember that when I left the mourning hall with Lian Chengbi, the incense burner was burning with ordinary sandalwood, which was not wrapped in gold paper at all.

In the thaumaturgical world, incense is the easiest carrier to do strange things, adding different medicinal primers, aromas together, its special medicinal properties will quickly attack, through the cover of sandalwood, easy to put down everyone.

Now, I suspect that there is something special in the incense, which makes people feel dependent on it the more they smell it, the more they want to smell it. Gradually, my legs became weak, and the soles of my feet became numb, as if I was stepping on clouds.

"It's too late for you to quit now, just like the old man just now. I'm only targeting Zhang Quanzhong, and I have nothing to do with others. Teacher Shan pressed at me with a hideous face.

I shook my head with difficulty: "My friend...... Here, I have to guard her, I can't ...... Let me do you. Teacher Shan, the dead are the greatest, you are ...... Aren't you afraid of being punished by heaven with your hands and feet on the deceased?"

There is no mercy in the punishment, and once the thaumaturgist is out of line, the punishment will come, and all of them will die without a place to be buried.