In the troubled times, the heroes rose together. At that time, the situation in Jinan was also the same, all the forces of all parties sang and I appeared, and all of them regarded this troubled country as a stage for their own positions.

Looking at the past history, we all know that at that time, Jinan Beixue Jingcheng and Nanxue Shanghai Tang, regardless of officialdom, folk, underworld, and white, were full of confidence in the future of Dacheng.

It is in this environment of thousands of sails competing and hundreds of boats competing for the current that Zhang Quanzhong has described their future to Jingguan Xiaowu more than once, to be the king of Jinan, the king of Qilu, and the king of thaumaturgy.

Jingguan Xiaowu's family is also known for ninjutsu, thaumaturgy, and chaotic arts, and his ancestors have been dominant in the shogunate era for decades. Therefore, on the basis of Zhang Quanzhong's comprehension, she soon had an epiphany of the true meaning of the word "day" - moonlight comes from daylight, yin comes from yang, and the root of everything comes from the sun, which is the fundamental driving force for the growth of all things. There is no artificial light energy in the world that can surpass sunlight, and there is no energy that can compete with the light and heat emitted by the sun.

Next, they have to go one step further and understand what "big" means.

By the time I arrived, they were eighty percent enlightened, just a layer of window paper away from their true goal. However, judging from Jingguan Xiaowu's experience, the more critical a certain thing is, the more likely it is to change abruptly. She is an elite member of the Japanese secret service and knows the Japanese military well, so she has always been uneasy in her heart.

There are treasures in Daming Lake, this is a sure fact. Now, it depends on which side can first penetrate the mystery and take out the "treasure".

The ignorant are fearless, and Jingguan Xiaowu belongs to the "knower", so he will feel worried about the excessive tranquility of Jinan City. The Japanese military was able to break down the defense line of the Central Plains Nationalist Army and occupy half of China with the force of wildfire.

"Treasure hunting" is only the first step, and the most important thing is to take the "treasure" out of the city alive and then take it for yourself. Jingguan Xiaowu didn't have this certainty, not at all.

It's a very long story, but it only took her half an hour to finish the story, explaining the situation in Jinan and her own worries clearly.

"The Hongmen feast must be set, but I am afraid that it will be the end of everyone. She drew a circle in the air and smiled awe-inspiringly, "Including you, Mr. Xia." ”

"Where's the treasure?" I asked.

Jingguan Xiaowu shook his head: "Before the Hongmen Banquet, no one knew its whereabouts. ”

I silently closed my eyes and fell into deep thought.

Most of the time, I Ching Bagua refers to physical, spatial, and other aspects that represent the shengke between different locations. I just discovered that when Jing Guan Xiaowu narrates the past, she also uses the I Ching gossip as the basis, and each paragraph represents a meaning, and a total of eight paragraphs are narrated, which is equivalent to describing eight different channels of conversation.

Among these eight passages, none of them are "life gates", all of them are "death gates".

In other words, all the contradictions she poses through the narrative are dead knots that are impossible to dismantle. That's why she said that tomorrow's Hongmen banquet is "the end of all staff".

In other words, the Hongmen feast is the end, the end of everything.

"Yay. I closed my eyes and nodded.

At this moment, I don't want to look into Jingguan Xiaowu's eyes anymore, worrying that I will also fall victim to this whirlpool undercurrent.

"Do you really think it's good?" or are you talking back?" asked Jingguan Xiaowu.

"Both. I replied frankly.

I don't want to die, the future is still long, there are so many problems waiting for me to solve, I must not die in the backwater of the isolated city during World War II.

"Help, show us a clear path, right?" Jingguan Xiaowu pleaded sincerely.

"There is no road in the world, but when there are many people walking, it becomes a road. I quote Mr. Lu Xun's famous sentence as an answer.

"Mr. Xia, you must have a way. If you are willing to give me some advice, I will thank you on behalf of the child in the womb. Her voice grew more and more pitiful.

I didn't open my eyes, not because I was afraid of the "soul twinking" technique of Japanese thaumaturgy, but because I didn't want to get into unnecessary trouble again.

"Did you have a name?" I asked.

Jingguan Xiaowu replied: "It has been taken, it is the word 'young sheng'." ”

I was taken aback and opened my eyes to look at her abdomen.

The name of the official aunt is the word "Yousheng", and Zhang Quanzhong calls Jingguan Xiaowu as a "little official", could it be said that the fetus in her belly at this moment is the official aunt?

I wrapped myself around and couldn't disassemble it for a while. The official aunt is only in her forties and less than fifty, and if Jingguan Xiaowu gives birth to a child at this time, she will be at least in her seventies around 2016, which is seriously inconsistent with the age of the official aunt. So, is Jingguan Xiaowu pregnant with Guan Xiaowu at the moment? If not...... Why is there such a rare name as "Yousheng"?

"What are you thinking?" asked Jingguan Xiaowu.

Inadvertently, I raised my head, and the eyes of the two sides met. Immediately, I saw a verdant mountain in her eyes. The mountain was high in the clouds, so green that it seemed to drip emerald paint, and it was not a real scene that could be seen in the world at all.

"Where is that? Don't use Soul Magicians on me—" I asked in a low voice.

The crisis was coming, and I didn't have time to deal with Japanese thaumaturgy patiently, so I would only violently dismantle it. In that case, we will inevitably be injured, and the combat effectiveness of both sides will be greatly reduced.

"That's not something I deliberately conjured up, but what you saw. Where is that?" she asked.

I settled down and realized that I was really nervous. In fact, it is not a mountain, but a reflection in the water, and it is the "reflection of Foshan" that is most appreciated by tourists in the old eight views of Jinan.

"It's the 'reflection of Foshan'. I replied.

"Heroes see the same thing. Jingguan Xiaowu said faintly.

I frowned, "What do you mean?"

"The birds are gone, the good bow is hidden, the cunning rabbit is dead, and the lackeys are cooked." She replied.

Her words were too jumpy, and I couldn't keep up with my thoughts, so I could only bite the tip of my tongue lightly, and use the power of severe pain and "Heavenly Demon Disintegration" to help me gather my mind and analyze the meaning of her words.

"Who is the good bow, the lackey? What is she alluding to, what is she worried about? She seems to have been pointing me in the right direction, leading me somewhere...... Why is this word so glaring? Could it be ...... Do I want to hide someone in the catastrophe of the Hongmen Banquet? Help him survive the catastrophe of life and death? Jingguan Xiaowu can also calculate, which is higher or lower between her arithmetic and Zhang Quanzhong? When two people who are good at arithmetic are together, is it possible that the other party can't hide anything from him? In that case, no one has privacy, so what's the point of being a husband and wife?" My mind was full of questions, but one line gradually became clearer, and that was the main line of feelings.

Two people of different nationalities cooperate because they love each other, and affection is the basis of everything. Once the relationship changes, the cooperation will end without a problem, and even calculate with each other and compete for the greatest interests.

"Let me see your handprints!" I jumped out of my head, capturing the crux of the matter at once.

Jingguan Xiaowu is a woman, and women have few ambitions and few desires for money and power. Too often, they only value love and only obey the traction of love.

Just look at Jingguan Xiaowu's emotional line, you can know her psychological condition, and then deduce her actual thoughts.

Jingguan Xiaowu didn't stretch out his hand to me, but smiled as relieved and praised the word "good" loudly.

Just this one word proves that my thinking is completely correct, and I have come into contact with the core problem of this battle of Hongmen Banquet.

The Bagua Formation is set up with the eight gates of rest, life, injury, Du, Jing, death, shock, and opening, and among the eight gates, one or two "birth gates" must be left, and from this gate, you can be safe and sound.

At this moment, I heard the "Eight Gates" from Jingguan Xiaowu's narration, but the eight doors were all "Dead Gates", and they did not leave a way for themselves or anyone to live.

This statement, fierce to the extreme, makes people shudder.

I felt a dull ache in my temples because of overthinking.

Those who are not of my race will have different hearts.

I can't see through Jingguan Xiaowu, and I can't see through the general situation before the Hongmen banquet begins.

"Mr. Xia, you still don't understand this?" she asked.

I shook my head and smiled bitterly: "I'm sorry, I really don't understand." At this moment, the sky above the city is too dark, and people are confused, and they don't know what to do. ”

Zhang Quanzhong has been gone for a long time and has not returned, and the air in this room has stiffened.

I came for the Divine Water Mirror, but I was trapped by Jingguan Xiaowu's words, and I couldn't get out easily. In my subconscious, the Divine Water Mirror is like the transparent whirlpool I saw in Daming Lake before, devouring everything and eternal existence, but making it unpredictable and untouchable for anyone.

"According to the inference method of my Fuso metaphysics, the establishment of every city revolves around a 'core'. There was this 'nucleus' first, and only then did someone discover its value and build a great city. Kyoto, Osaka, Hokkaido and other places. Therefore, there is a place in any city that is absolutely safe at all times, and our Fuso metaphysical masters call it the 'Taishang Laojun Dan Furnace Dark Room'. In peacetime, it doesn't matter if you find it or not, but in wartime time, once you find it, you can survive a hundred battles and be alone. Mr. Xia, you are the one who can find the 'core of Jinan'. She said.

Immediately, she flashed her palms to me.

I looked at the lifeline of her palm, which was the most primitive marker of her lifespan.

"Shou tangs Nanshan. Jingguan Xiaowu whispered to herself.

Indeed, her lifeline has shown a strong and strange "longevity entwined Nanshan phase", the top of the line crosses the "tiger's mouth" between the thumb and index finger, and does not stop when it reaches the back of the hand, but continues to cross the gap between the index finger and the middle finger, spiraling up from the root of the middle finger, winding three times, and reaching the "crescent life shadow" on the lower edge of the nail.

If such a lifeline were to be unfolded, it would be three to four times the lifeline of the average person. Translated literally, it means "three times life, one hundred years of life".

"Originally, I didn't want to show my lifeline, I was horrified, was I?" she asked.

The palmistry of "Shoutang Nanshan" only appears in the classics, and any palmistry master thinks that it is an absurd picture left by the ancients. Unexpectedly, I saw it with my own eyes, and it was in the hands of a Japanese woman who was closely related to the fate of Jinan City.

"Disrespectful, disrespectful. I took a big step back and bowed to Jingguan Xiaowu.

Regardless of her status, this "Shoutang Nanshan" palmistry alone deserves the respect of any thaumaturgist.

I saluted those hands, but it wasn't her Jingguan Xiaowu.