The conversation between the two shadows lasted for about half an hour, and at the end, one of the shadows disappeared, leaving only the other.

As far as I can remember, it was the "I" who disappeared, the illusion ended, and I returned to the "Immortal Birds" array.

Now, another strange phenomenon has appeared, the shadow that is left behind is like "me", and it is the man who disappears.

"I" turned his back up, stretched out his arms, and pondered silently.

If we overlap this scene with the heavy snow in my memory, we can infer that "I" is embracing the goose feather snow falling from the sky, and then overlooking the lonely city, waiting for the moment when fate will be revealed.

"It's wrong, this scene is wrong. I couldn't help but open my mouth to remind the other person.

"Memories don't lie. Yue Buqun said.

I shook my head: "I've left there, that's history, it has nothing to do with me." I can't stay in an illusion for long, it's just an illusion. History has long been decided, and modern people have no way to pay for the past. ”

From a psychological point of view, I say this for a reason to be ashamed of - "escape".

In the winter of 1937, no one could solve the death of the fall of Jinan. The man couldn't, and neither could I, so I deliberately kept myself away from the result, so as not to have a troubled conscience. As a modern Jinan, I can't watch the enemy's cavalry artillery captain drive straight into Jinan City, and then tear off the blue sky and white sun flag on the city's head and hang the Japanese sun flag.

That scene, dazzling, heart-piercing, and brain-piercing, is intolerable to any modern Jinan person with a sense of justice.

I didn't want to see it, and I couldn't stop it, so I could only choose to subconsciously "escape" and leave the problem to the man to solve.

"The intensity of the collection has increased by 50 percent. Yue Buqun commanded loudly.

I reacted so quickly that I immediately covered my temples with my hands.

These computer groups and cameras can be controlled by voice, and Yue Buqun's words are naturally used to tell the computer to act.

"I'm here to help you. Yue Buqun stared at me.

It only took me three seconds to understand what he meant and where I am.

"We are all rare wise people in the world, and here, if we can put aside the prejudice of the country and the nation, and only consider the problem with the mentality of academic research. Then, I believe you must understand that only I can help you, right?" Yue Buqun said lightly.

At this moment, he is like a combination of a surgeon and a psychiatrist, cutting my memories with a scalpel on the one hand, and seducing me into his pace of action on the other.

"Good. I lowered my hands and took a deep breath.

At this moment, any language is nonsense.

The cooperation between the true wise men is like the meshing of the gears inside the space vehicle.

Any nonsense is just a waste of precious time that both of us have together.

The tingling in my temples started again, and I could feel it, that "needle bundle" inserting into my temples from the left and right sides, and then meeting deep in the bone marrow. The "needle bundle" carries countless hooks on it, and these hooks can hook my memories and thoughts one by one, and then evacuate outward, taking my memories with them at the same time.

In the process, I couldn't concentrate on the problem, so I could only passively accept it, like a patient under general anesthesia.

When the stinging pain wore off, the shadow in front of me gradually became clear.

I could even see snow flakes falling like goose feathers above the shadow's head.

That is, of course, the "me", a "me" who has strayed into an illusion.

Now that the man is gone, how can I be left alone in the illusion?

"The second layer of memory, brain power drives blueprints, thought guidelines, and life trends......" Yue Buqun commanded continuously.

On the wall to our right, a projection screen of almost 100 inches lit up. The picture shown above is divided into four, all of which are in the pattern of a table and a trend line.

"Theoretical analysis, according to the percentage, will the person concerned do something risky and impulsive? What is the likelihood of achieving the goal in theory?" Yue Buqun ordered again.

The second projection screen lights up, just to our left, and the image above takes the form of a questionnaire analysis, with each item scrolling to select the answer, and the final percentage number is constantly changing dynamically.

"The strong write history, but our history is not perfect, full of human subjective consciousness. Even the history of Asia, written by the Americans, is full of contempt for the powerful. Therefore, there is no such thing as a completely correct history of World War II in Asia, do you agree?" asked Yue Buqun.

I didn't have time to answer him, but I watched the data on the two large screens.

Fate is upside down and cannot be decided by oneself. However, what I am seeing now is the computer team's analysis of my fate.

Eventually, I saw a shocking number – a 100 percent chance of going to that war.

The result was unexpected, after all, it was not my war, but the man's war.

I am Summer Stone, not any one in 1937.

"Something must have gone wrong?" I muttered to myself.

Yue Buqun shook his head: "The computer group can't be mistaken, and the results of big data analysis are not much different from the final outcome of the real world." I'm sorry, Natsu-chan, I revealed your destiny in life, and I apologize if it bothered you. ”

I took a step back and stared at him with a wry smile: "Apologize? What reason do you have to apologize to me? My fate ...... My destiny has not yet unfolded, why do you say that it has been revealed for me? Joke, what a joke......"

Perhaps, like all Chinese, I decided in my heart that no power could save the defeat of Jinan City in 1937, because it was history, not a makeshift scene in the play.

I have the heart, but I can't.

Even the leader of the old government in Nanjing could not save the fate of Jinan, a big city in the Central Plains, with his own efforts.

"This is a choice of fate, not my wish. Yue Buqun sighed.

I couldn't imagine how I could have burned myself into the flames and thrown myself into that war, the shadow in front of me stubbornly existing, as if mocking me mercilessly.

"What is your fate?" I asked.

"I'm going back to Fuso Island, everything here is like chicken ribs, tasteless to eat, and it's a pity to abandon it. Sleepers like us all have a similar fate, and once exposed, they can no longer serve the Empire. If you go back there, of course, you can also do a lot of behind-the-scenes work until you die lonely. He replied.

In my opinion, Yue Buqun is a person who cannot be killed, and can retreat from any siege. Such a life in a foreign country will be a great disaster for the Chinese nation.

"Why don't we leave it at that?" I asked.

He is safe now, he no longer needs a shield, and besides, the Tao is different, and our survival goals are different, so it is long overdue to separate.

"I have one more small request, and I hope you will grant it. He said politely.

"Please speak, but I will never betray my country and my nation for any benefit. "I will speak to the front, lest he make a non-judgmental request.

"Come back to Kyoto with me, take root there, and strive to put your innermost feelings and dreams between heaven, earth, and mountains, and live in a grass house, and continue to practice until you become a perfect person who does not like things and does not feel sorry for yourself. Since he is a big man, his mind must span ancient and modern China and foreign countries, and tolerate the top and bottom of the society...... Being a perfect person can only be achieved in Japan, and other Asian countries have their own difficulties and have no energy to devote themselves to international causes...... So, according to the probability, the Asian hegemon of the next century will appear on the island of Fuso......"

I soon understood what he was saying, and he was not only going to take me away, but also to recommend me to the sensitive department, until I rose to the top and realized our common values from another clue.

This kind of proposal has a huge temptation for ordinary young people.

"How?" he asked.

I shook my head: "I have been educated by the state and influenced by Confucius and Mencius since I was a child, and I dare not do anything to forget my ancestors. Mr. Yue, this world needs wise men, but they must be righteous and benevolent wise men, not sinister and cunning wise men. You go, you can go now, but don't incite others anymore. ”

For Yue Buqun, my thoughts are very entangled.

From the most simple point of view of the Chinese, he certainly deserves to die to the extreme, and must be cut with a thousand cuts in order to calm the anger of the common people.

From a purely academic point of view, his existence will raise a banner for the Asian metaphysical community, and the light of his wisdom will surely shine far across the ocean. If such a talent is killed like this, isn't it equivalent to the homeless people stewing white swans and eating them, ruining the scenery?

"My life is no longer important, on the battlefield, the defeated must commit suicide by disembowelment, to apologize to their compatriots. Today, I'm almost at that moment. He looked around alertly, but he didn't look panicked.

There was no unusual movement on all sides, but with my supreme wisdom and his supreme intelligence, he sensitively smelled something extraordinary.

"You're going to be the king of thaumaturgy, so naturally you're not like them. King Qin is greedy for power, Bai Xiaosheng is greedy for fame, even if he is talented, he is defeated by short-sightedness. If you want to be famous, you have to do things and not things, do you agree?" he asked.

In fact, from the moment Bai Xiaosheng appeared, I already realized that the young man was too entangled in the word "Xiao", but forgot why he respected this word.

"Xiao" is to defeat the enemy, not just stop at "Xiao". Applying what we have learned and being useful is the fundamental purpose of human beings to acquire knowledge, and it is by no means just a matter on paper.

As for King Qin, his insistence on the title of "King of Qin" already explains everything.

"Go away, don't say more. I said.

"Come with me, how about I promise you a name?" he refused to go, nor did he give up his persuasion to me.

For me, the Xia clan needed a "name", but it was not given by the Japanese, but through the lifelong struggle of the children of the clan.

Japan has an emperor, and the emperor can give the supreme honorary title to the meritorious people under his command, but that is for the Japanese and has nothing to do with the Chinese. If a Chinese wants to rely on the emperor to reward the title, then the ancestors of his clan are only afraid that they will jump out of the cemetery in anger and give him an old fist first.

I shook my head: "You go, don't delay any longer." ”

This sentence has already expressed my respect for Yue Buqun's wisdom, which is equivalent to hiding from King Qin and Bai Xiaosheng to release water to the Japanese.

Before, when I looked at Bai Xiaosheng, he had already conveyed a silent signal to me in his eyes, "Entangled Yue Buqun".

In a big war, everyone needs timing, but at the same time, it also needs time.

I understand that Bai Xiaosheng wants me to contain Yue Buqun and give him time to set up control.

Now, if Yue Buqun doesn't leave, he will definitely not be able to leave.

"If you're willing to let me go, why don't you come with me?" asked Yue Buqun.

"Because I'm Chinese and a person who respects thaumatsu. I replied with a wry smile.

Suddenly, all the cabinets were down, all the green lights went out, and the underground space was pitch black.

In this case, someone turned off the mains power and backup power from the outside, so the servers were all shut down.

"It's good that we can't see it. Yue Buqun said quietly, "After struggling for half a life, at this moment, there is a power outage, there is no downtime, there is no food and grass inside, and there is no rescuer outside, so I can only die obediently." ”

In total darkness, only the night vision devices of the special forces worked the most, but unfortunately we did not have them, so for the time being completely lost.

(Tianjin)