readx;?“ I want to put on the incense again. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info "Shi Zhou** said.

I nodded in understanding.

"I don't know if your Second Master Guan can bless the people of our Yamato nation?" she smiled wryly.

"In the values of the Chinese, Second Master Guan will only bless the benevolent and righteous. I said.

"There are good people in the Japanese and bad people in the Chinese, aren't they?" she asked.

I smiled, noncommittal.

We've talked too much about it, but it doesn't always solve the problem.

When the brave meet on a narrow road, they can only rush out at this time, relying on the strength of the death squad to disperse the encirclement of the Qin King Society.

"Mr. Xia, thank you. "In times of crisis like this, it's best to have a friend by your side." If I can get out of Furong Street alive today, I will do my best, thank you for your company. ”

I shook my head: "We may ...... can't be regarded as friends, everyone is just on the road of life, meet by chance, and walk together for a while. In the values of the Chinese, the word friend is of great significance, and not everyone can become a friend. There's something that maybe shouldn't be said at this time, but I want to tell you anyway. At the beginning of World War II, there were many Chinese who regarded the Japanese as friends, but in the end, when your troops entered China, those so-called Japanese friends all took off the veil of hypocrisy and became the vanguard of the massacre of the Chinese. You say, should the Chinese still trust the Japanese? Do I dare to treat people like you as friends?"

These are facts, and they can be found everywhere in the historical records of various parts of China.

The Chinese are hospitable, sometimes looking away, and treating animals as friends, leading to the most terrible tragedies.

"I'm sorry. She said, "I apologize to you for the crimes committed by my predecessors in China." ”

She had already taken out three sticks of incense, which had not yet been lit, turned around and bowed deeply to me.

I flashed to the side, avoiding her bow.

This form of bowing and apologizing has appeared countless times on television, but it has done nothing to make up for the harm done to the Chinese people. Those who died under the butcher's knives and bullets of the Japanese invaders could not be resurrected, and the burned villages could not be rebuilt. If the apology is useful, then the wounds of history cannot be called wounds, and the hatred of the Chinese against the Japanese invaders cannot be called hatred.

"Forget it. I said.

"Mr. Xia, you don't accept my apology?" Shi Zhou**'s eyes flashed with a trace of extremely complicated emotions.

I could feel what was in her eyes, and my heart suddenly became very alert, like a hunter staring into the eyes of a cobra.

"After all, it was the conflict of the previous generation, and more than seventy years have passed, is it true that in your heart, the Yamato nation will never be pardoned?" she asked.

I shook my head: "Do you know the argument between Zhuangzi and Keiko?"

She was an extremely intelligent person and immediately understood what I was trying to say.

Zhuangzi and Huizi told the world through the famous debate that "Zi Fei Yu An Zhi Yu Yu Hu" that it is impossible for one person to understand the feelings of another. Because in this world, everyone is an individual. Communication between individuals is very difficult, and even twins cannot be completely replaced.

"Okay, okay, I see what you mean. She said.

She turned back, holding the incense in both hands and lighting it on the candle flame.

With a click, the incense head that had been lit suddenly burst slightly, and the middle one broke off from the front third and fell to the ground.

"Huh, what?" Shi Zhou** was taken aback.

This situation is also very rare, because the incense in the Guandi Temple is specially offered by the believers, and the production process is very rigorous. Whether it is the process of drying or transportation, it is very careful, and it is impossible to mix with defective products. At least for so many years, I have never seen incense break in the Guandi Temple.

"It's weird. Shi Zhou** muttered to himself.

"yes, that's weird. I said.

This is a real bad omen - anyone with a modicum of theological knowledge knows that the fact that the incense that is about to be offered in front of the idol is a sign that the deity is not ready to accept the offering of this person.

"It's certainly not a good sign. He said.

Involuntarily, she glanced back at the outside of the hall. All of her people lay dormant in the dark, and at a glance, there was no one in the temple courtyard of Emperor Guan, only the release pool, the long table, and two chairs.

"If we die here, who will be able to transport our remains back to Japan?" she sighed under her breath.

I couldn't think of anything to persuade him, but I had a feeling of sadness that a rabbit was dying and a fox was dead.

Before she died, she told me to transport her collective back to Japan, but if Shi Zhou** and these people died in the darkness in the courtyard, who would be responsible for transporting their remains?

"At this moment, I'm really—" She couldn't go on, her voice choked.

"Let's send out death squads. I said, "It's too late." ”

The gate of the Guandi Temple is facing west, and the sun has not yet risen, but the morning light of the eastern sky has already illuminated the roof of the Guandi Temple, casting shadows in the courtyard. As you can imagine, in another twenty or thirty minutes, the sun will rise completely. Many elderly people in the old city have the habit of getting up in the morning to pay homage to Guan Erye, and they will come in at that time. The elderly are very vigilant, and once they find someone in Shizhou**, they will immediately call 110 to call the police.

"Good. Shi Zhou** finally made up his mind.

She kneaded the broken incense into powder in the palm of her hand, raised it out of the threshold, and gritted her teeth fiercely: "This time, it's a fight." ”

I don't know much about the King of Qin, and all my knowledge only comes from rumors. However, the scene when Mr. Yan of the Chenzhou Zombie Gate showed his palm deeply shocked me.

There are many thaumaturgists in the world, and the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, and one wave is stronger than the other. These famous and unfamous thaumaturgists were not content to be lonely, and all of them took refuge or attached themselves to different sects. I believe that in addition to Mr. Yan, there are more people with outstanding skills in the Qin King Society, and this is the most terrifying.

The people of Shizhou ** rushed out, completely unaware of what kind of blow they would encounter.

Shi Zhou** gave up the plan to incense, crossed the threshold, and stood in the courtyard.

She didn't give an order, but raised her hands in the air and made a series of dazzling gestures.

Immediately, four men in black took off their black coats at the same time, revealing the white tracksuits inside. It's early in the morning, and a lot of people on the street who exercise are dressed like this. Japanese ninjas are good at disguise, and the fundamental principle is to blend in with the crowd, blend in with each other, and make enemies unnoticeable.

Shi Zhou** walked up, his eyes swept over the faces of the four people one by one, and then nodded slightly.

The four people quickly walked out of the temple gate, turned to the left, and disappeared.

I silently calculated that there were eleven people left in the courtyard.

"Let's go. She said.

I didn't ask where to go, at this time, Shizhou ** should be able to take the overall situation and calculate the route of advance and retreat. Otherwise, the four death squad members would have died in vain.

As I passed the release pond, I stopped and looked out into the water.

At some point, a layer of dark green lotus leaves floated on the surface of the water, covering everything in the pool.

This unusual sight stunned me, because this was the release pond, and there was not a single leaf before.

I remembered the scene when the killers of the Qin Wanghui ambushed Shizhou** on Qushuiting Street. At that time, the stream on the side of Qushuiting Street should have been very clear, and we could see 100% of the water when we stood by the stream. It stands to reason that there is no possibility of hiding a killer in the water. In other words, the killer not only used water plants to disguise himself, but also used some kind of trick to successfully deceive me and Shi Zhou**.

"There's a problem in the release pool. I said silently from the bottom of my heart.

At that time, Shi Zhou** had already walked past the release pond and stood next to the long table.

I realized that such a long table and two chairs were not things from the Guandi Temple, but could only be brought by the people of the Qin King Society.

"Trojan horse. "That's another judgment I made.

In the Battle of Troy, the Trojan horse became the most critical element in solving the problem. I have reason to suspect that the people of the Qin Dynasty have also succeeded in borrowing this strategy.

"What's wrong?" Shi Zhou** asked back.

I weighed it for a moment, and then I made a gesture with my eyes that there was something wrong with the long table, the chairs, and the release pool.

In the end, I still chose to help Shi Zhou**, because I would be even more jealous of King Qin.

Shi Zhou** flew back and stood side by side with me.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

"There's a problem in this pool. I said.

She looked into the release pool, her eyebrows immediately raised, and she responded in a low voice: "Sure enough, there is a problem." ”

"There shouldn't be a lotus flower in this pool. I said.

"Is it someone from the Qin King Society?" she asked.

I nodded, and shook my head again.

In fact, our enemy is not only Qin Wanghui, but also Zhao Tianzi.

I will never forget the scene when Zhao Tianzi left - it was an extremely ruthless and moody person.

Of course, there are too many such people in the rivers and lakes, and there will be in every era and every country, just like jackals on the grassland, always waiting for others to make mistakes, always appearing where they should be, and always being able to catch cicadas and yellow finches.

Shi Zhou** didn't rush to the release pool, she just looked at the pool deeply, her brows furrowed, and she tried to think about countermeasures.

"Embattled. She said with a wry smile.

"yes, yes, embattled. I whispered in response.

"Killing all these people is the last resort. But can you kill them all—can you kill all the enemies?" she asked herself.

Of course, the enemy cannot be killed, but in order to break through the current predicament, the only way to fight is to fight a bloody way.

"Maybe I shouldn't have come, maybe we Japanese shouldn't have been in this troubled water. She said.

I laughed, in fact, the history of the past 100 years shows that the Japanese really should not have waded into this troubled water, and should not have crossed the sea to board a boat to Chinese mainland. China has a vast land and a large population, and 56 ethnic groups are united in the outside world, and any invader will be silently assimilated and eventually become a member of China.

It's really terrible, a superpower is like an endless sea, anything thrown into it ends up with no bones left.

In the new century, China will be the world's largest economy, and no other country can compare with it, after all, we have a population of 1.6 billion and can be fearless of any aggressor.