readx;? I haven't made a sound, for fear that I am in a dream at the moment, as long as I open my mouth, Chu Chu will dissipate like a shadow, and I will no longer be able to hold it. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"What a touching scene!" Ming Qianying clapped her hands and admired, "Life and death, a thousand reminders; Since this battle is unavoidable, no matter how reluctant you are, you have to leave it behind. What do you say?"

Chu Chu left my embrace, but still held my hand.

"I've been waiting too long—" Ming Qianying's voice became cold and heartless as she spoke to Chu Chu, which was obviously different from when she spoke to me.

"Do you think that the longer you wait, the better the odds will be?" Chu Chu replied in a slumber voice.

Ming Qianying shook her head: "No, I don't think so, but I have made the most adequate preparations for this battle." Your heart has been surrounded by affection, and the army's heart will be shaken, and the Gu worm will lose its combat effectiveness because of this. Before the big war, you have lost the opportunity. And, come and see—"

She took a step back and waved her hand to tear open a large curtain hanging across the wall.

The curtain fell, and the dust was flying, and I immediately grabbed Chu Chu and strode to the right to avoid it.

The windows of the old building are vertical, extremely high and narrow, and the shape is simple.

Sunlight streams in through the window, forming tall and thin rectangular patches of light that fall on a mural that emerges after the curtain falls.

The mural is about four meters long and two meters high, and in the center of the picture is a pier with a trestle near the water, with one person on each side of the pier, holding hands and refusing to separate.

Standing beneath the pier was a slender woman standing on an old motorboat with a colorful scarf around her neck. The scarf was extremely long, half of it dragged to his feet, and half of it flew up in the wind, floating in the air. The painter is very attentive, and his pen focuses on depicting the scarf in the air, which not only shows that the sea breeze is extremely fierce with the flexible changes of the scarf, but also uses the scarf to cover half of the woman's face, so that she only leaves the audience with her figure, eyes, and long hair in the picture.

Her figure is extremely exquisite, one point is too fat, one point is too thin, one point is too lonely, and one point is too short.

Judging from her figure, she has developed very maturely, but her posture is definitely not the appearance of a woman, but a plump virgin image, just like a freshly ripe peach, which is both beautiful and delicious, and anyone who sees it can't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva first.

Her face was covered, but her eyes were concentrated on love, reluctance, obsession, and determination, which became extremely complicated. As long as I see those eyes, I think anyone can understand that at this moment, she is extremely conflicted in her heart, she is not willing to leave, but she must definitely leave, go to a more important place, and do a big thing that cannot be shirked.

I believe that the person who painted this mural must have loved that woman, so he not only depicted her outward appearance, but also expressed her complex inner world through those eyes and the floating scarf, so that the audience could empathize.

The woman's hair was pitch black, dancing in the wind and tangled with the scarf.

I can't see her face, but I'm 100% convinced that a woman with that kind of hair, eyes, and body must have a face that is stunningly beautiful.

Standing on the pier was a man who was bending down and shaking hands with the woman.

Although the painter only drew his silhouette, I recognized him at a glance as the head of the largest secret service under the old government, that is, the person who went deep into Miao Xinjiang to take away the Jade Rakshasa.

As you can see from the historical photos, the appearance of the spy leader is very eye-catching, and if he takes off his uniform, he can immediately enter the hot film market in Beijing and Shanghai at that time, and be on an equal footing with the cream boys who have been fighting on the screen for a long time. Therefore, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is "the first student of the White Road in the Republic of China".

He wears a black suit, a black top hat on his head, and black leather shoes on his feet.

When the painter conceived the man, he grabbed his grim chin. According to physiognomy, people with such hard, square, heavy, and flat chin are all domineering characters who can take on heavy responsibilities and preside over major events.

Tracing back from history, this spy leader worked diligently for the sake of the old regime, ran in all directions, disregarded his personal safety, and was bent on assisting the head of state in reunifying China and Asia. He was recognized as a wise man in the old regime, and he was also a rare brave man, who was deeply loved by the Führer, and was personally praised by the Führer as "Wen Neng Anbang, Wu Neng Dingguo, My Stock, and Super Pillar". Unfortunately, the old regime did not survive for generations, but was finally overthrown because of the shortcomings of its own political system.

History is always written by the victors, but even in the writings of the victors' historians, the anti-Japanese deeds of this spy leader have been preserved impartially and have not been distorted and slandered.

He held the woman's hand tightly, and the two looked at each other, looking inseparable.

At the right end of the picture is the sea, and at the end of the sea, there is a warship flying the sun flag.

If the painting appears in a museum, it will be difficult for the viewer to understand the story. However, here, especially in front of us who are familiar with the spy leader and the Jade Rakshasa's past, we can understand its meaning with just one glance.

"Look at this painting, he painted it himself. Ming Qianying pointed to the man in the painting, "You may not know, he never loved you, he only loved the government, the country and the nation." He took you from Miao Jiang to the Central Plains, just to complete the great cause of saving the country, and completely regarded you as a super weapon to destroy the enemy. As a result, you got too deep into the drama and regarded yourself as a patriotic martyr, and in the end you never looked back, becoming the biggest tragedy in the history of World War II. Now, you can wake up from a sweet dream, because it's just a dream, and it's your wishful dream, and it will never come true. ”

Chu Chu was shocked, raised his left hand, and covered his eyes.

Even so, the moment Ming Qianying tore off the curtain, she had already seen the entire content of the mural.

Based on my understanding of the history of World War II, it was indeed a chaotic era of tyrants and hegemons. In Chinese mainland, the princes of all sides have guns and stand on their own, and all covet the throne of the head of the old government. What these people really value is royal power and status, and there are very few who are overly greedy for beauty. In a sense, those big warlords and big bandits are all bloody grassroots heroes, real men, real heroes, and Chinese men who have always eaten meat and drank wine in big bowls, and they dare to hand over their lives and bet on the historical gambling table at any time.

The same is true of the spy leader, he ran non-stop in the Central Plains Continent, in order to leave a name in history, to be the world's first adviser to Zhuge Wuhou, Zhou Gongjin of Eastern Wu, Su Qin of the Warring States Period, Zhang Yi and others, rewrite Chinese history, and become an idol worshiped by future generations.

For such a person, even if the Jade Rakshasa is ten times more beautiful and a hundred times more charming, he will not be easily tempted.

Therefore, Ming Qianying's words are not an exaggeration.

Chu Chu suddenly broke free from my embrace, floated forward, and stopped in front of the mural.

I can see that Chu Chu must have undergone a very strange change. She is definitely no longer the Chu Chu she used to be, and there must have been another change in her body.

Chu Chu stretched out his hands and pressed the two people in the picture at the same time.

"You won. I let out a long sigh.

Ming Qianying brought me here, and it was another deliberate design. She hid a mural here precisely to disturb Chu Chu's inner thoughts, and I unknowingly became her accomplice.

"You think so too, wouldn't that thank you?" Ming Qianying laughed.

"I trust you, this trust is the result in exchange?" I asked relentlessly, trying to distract Ming Qianying and give Chu Chu a chance to breathe and compose.

"I have no ill will towards you, I just pushed the boat down the river and brought her here. Don't you think that the person who was hugging in your arms just now was still the charming and lovable Chu Chu -- absolutely not, absolutely not, I took so much effort to formulate a series of interlocking sets step by step, how could it be just for one Chu Chu? What I want to catch is the Jade Rakshasa, the woman who is known as the 'No. 1 Gu Refiner in Miao Jiang'. Ming Qianying was extremely calm, her eyes staring directly at Chu Chu's side, and she was not distracted by my words.

"I have never forgotten this history, a Miao girl far away from home came to the Central Plains, is there a second way to go except to trust him? Even if no one in the world believes in him, I must believe in him. What he said, to me, was the Emperor's will. He is my master...... Even if the same thing is repeated a thousand times, I don't hesitate to do what he asks. I went to the soup and went to the fire, just because he asked me to do it, and it has nothing to do with great power politics. I don't even know what the cause of the war in the Central Plains started, let alone who wins and who loses, what is the significance to us Miao people? For thousands of years, the world outside Miao Xinjiang has changed so many emperors, but we Miao people are still alive and well, self-contained, and have nothing to do with outsiders......" Chu Chu sighed deeply, his fingers gently rubbing his fingers on the painting.

Ming Qianying looked very nervous, her hands were bent and stretched incessantly, obviously trying her best to restrain her emotions.

There were curtains all over the room, and in addition to the three that covered the sofa and the frescoes, there were at least a dozen left, all covered with dust, and the bottom was bulging, and I don't know what was covered.

"To this day, I have no regrets. Chu Chu said again.

Ming Qianying's right fist suddenly raised, raised high over the top, and then opened rhythmically one by one from the thumb to the tail.

I realized that the situation was not good because it was a gesture of a countdown.

"There is danger, there is danger!" I shouted, reminding Chu Chu.

With a bang, a pair of stainless steel handcuffs suddenly poked out from the middle of the mural, closing left and right, just locking Chu Chu's wrists.

Under the sudden change, Chu Chu subconsciously pulled back and retreated, but a pair of animal traps suddenly rose from the dilapidated wooden floor under her feet, and with two clicks, it bit her ankle. More extremely, a semi-circular steel hoop pops out of the mural, which happens to encircle her thin waist. The upper, lower, and middle ambushes firmly fixed her to the mural, and she couldn't break free.

"Let's do it!" Ming Qianying waved her hand and ordered.

More than a dozen black-clothed killers rolled out under the curtains everywhere, all of them carrying stainless steel splints two meters long and half a meter wide in their hands, rushed close to Chu Chu, and immediately started splicing, and within half a minute, they built a stainless steel cage and imprisoned Chu Chu.

The frescoes had been destroyed, and the handcuffs, traps, and waist bands were fixed to a stainless steel plywood, which was tightly combined with the one carried by the black-clad killer.

The killers did not stop, but immediately removed the sprayer, sprayed glue on the surface of the splint, and then dragged the plastic tape from under the curtain, wrapping the cage in three layers.

I didn't have time to stop it, and it was all over in a minute.

Ming Qianying breathed a long sigh of relief: "Okay, okay, in this way, nothing can escape halfway." Adjust the breathing valve so that the air storage inside is reduced to half of the normal level, neither suffocating her to death, nor allowing her to breathe freely, and it is too comfortable. ”

She sat back on the couch, her hands over her face, her chest slowly rising and falling, and she kept taking deep breaths.

It seems that in the action just now, her spirit was highly nervous, and she couldn't take care of her image at the moment, so she tried her best to adjust her breathing and calm her mood.

The real confrontation did not happen, Ming Qianying used all the "location, people" means to give Chu Chu a seamless trap, very naturally lured her to the bait, and then imprisoned her with thunderous and thunderbolt-like means.

Knife-to-knife and gun-to-gun battles are the work of heroes and samurai, and Ming Chizakura is a disciple of the Mt. Fuji illusionist, and the means of thaumaturgy and ninjutsu are all the same, emphasizing surprise and unpreparedness, and there is no need to fight to the death in a hard-fought battle.

Compared to the Japanese thummers, the Chinese still seem too honest and kind.

When Chinese thaumaturgists learned that "there must be a war between China and Japan", they always thought that the battle would not suddenly break out and end in the blink of an eye, but should follow the standard mode of war, such as beginning, process, and end, and there would be an obvious continuity in time and space. Who would have thought that although Ming Qianying was young, she was already a master of planning and strategy, and she would capture Chu Chu without much effort.

"You won. I say from the bottom of my heart.

If Chu Chu was just Chu Chu, I would be desperate to pounce on her and protect her with my own flesh and blood. However, when she walked towards the mural, I understood that she was not Chu Chu, or rather, she was not just Chu Chu, and another soul had penetrated into her mind.

Ming Qianying let go of the hands covering her face, her expression had calmed down, only in her eyes, there was still the aftermath of ecstasy.

"Strictly speaking, I didn't win. On the contrary, I must pay my highest respect to the Miao Jiang Gu Refiner. She said.

I couldn't understand her words, because Chu Chu had already been captured, and this battle between the illusionist and the Gu refiner had already ended before it had even begun.

Ming Qianying stood up, walked to the cold-lit tape cage and stood still, stood with her feet straight, and bowed deeply to the people in the cage.

All the men in black retreated, stood in a row, and bowed forward with Ming Qianying.

"I will never be able to choose to give my life without hesitation in order to achieve my mission, as you do. You are born to live to complete the task, not afraid of death, regardless of gains and losses, this kind of transcendent spirit is what my Yamato nation will always need to learn. I beg your pardon for resorting to the most despicable ambushes, but I am also here to fulfill my mission, and if we do not solve you, our national destiny will never be able to escape the cursed fate, and we will never be able to stand among the world's great powers again. Please accept my sincere apologies, the true course of this battle will never be known to the outside world, and it will not tarnish your reputation. A few days later, see you again on Mt. Fuji. Ming Qianying bowed three deep bows in a row, there was no arrogance of the victor, only respect for the senior thaumaturgists.

"Princess, the time is almost up. A black-clad killer asked Ming Chizakura for instructions in Japanese.

Ming Qianying also replied in Japanese: "Take it away, go east, go to Yaoqiang Airport through the outer ring elevated road, there is already a minister plane waiting there." Remember, divide into three cars, pay attention to someone following, and do whatever it takes to get her on the plane. The future of the country has been entrusted to you and others. ”

The black-clad killer agreed, beckoning his companion to lift the cage and walk out through another door.

The door was open, and the sound of Shandong students reading aloud came from the teaching building in front of them. The sound of reading made my mind return to reality from a state of drift and confusion, and everything just now seemed to be a nightmare of leaping and developing, and all the plots were chaotic and could not be connected smoothly.

"Now, it's just the two of us. "Ming Qianying sat across from me, her whole body dissipated, and she turned into that beautiful and gentle Japanese woman again.

"yes, I just said it - you won. In this battle, you won everything, while our Chinese thaumaturgists were defeated and had no power to parry. I'm curious, since you've won a big victory, why don't you retreat with those black-clad killers and return to China to receive merit?" I asked.

At this moment, I felt my mind dizzy, as if someone who had just recovered from a serious illness had just gotten out of bed, and everything I saw in my eyes was shaking.

I was breathless from the old house, and the ruined mural looked very strange, shackled to the edge of the pier where the man and woman were standing. A good painting turned into a big grin.

"I didn't win, this battle, it was the Miao Jiang Gu Refiner who won. The two Gu alchemists who came from Miao Jiang to rescue the Jade Rakshasa knew that they had to die first and then live - die first, vacate their bodies, wait for the Jade Rakshasa soul to enter, and willingly sacrifice their bodies to save the Jade Rakshasa from the 'Mirror Room'. This kind of sacrifice is something that Japanese thaumaturgists simply cannot understand, let alone try it themselves. From this point on, I was willing to bow down. Especially after the first Gu Alchemist was willing to die, the rescue of the Jade Rakshasa was not successful, because she was not the top Gu Alchemist, and her body structure and intelligence level could not match the Jade Rakshasa at all. In this case, Chu Chu can still carry out a second rescue operation regardless of himself, regardless of whether this rescue operation is valuable or not, let alone what to do if the second rescue fails. I doubt that even if we take away the Jade Rakshasas, the rescue operations of the Miao Jiang Gu Alchemists will still follow one after another, and they will never stop until the Jade Rakshasa is rescued......"

The sorrow in my heart came again, and when Chu Chu was assassinated by the ghost-faced trick, I was already vaguely aware that with her skills, she should never have died in that situation.

Now I know that she took the initiative to die in order to rescue the Jade Rakshasa .