In fact, when we were working on the booklet, we had already taken the time to read the general content of the booklet.

To put it simply, the "Plum Blossom Mansion Notes" records all the processes of the Japanese army staff officers from the capital to Jinan, which is full of all kinds of incredible things, the Yellow River pontoon bridge meets the god water mirror is counted as one, and more than a dozen strange things have happened in a row in the plum blossom mansion in Jinan City, and he has also recorded them in the book, each of which is no less than the pontoon bridge incident recorded in Chapter 9.

I can guess that the reason why he left this "Plum Blossom Mansion Notes" is because he felt that those things were completely incredible, and he couldn't find the answer after racking his brains and meditating, so he had to record it in the book in order to be regarded as a temporary relief.

The ancient Chinese had a famous sentence that "the king set the day of the Central Plains in the north, and the family sacrifice was not forgotten to tell Naiweng", and I guess this Japanese must have left the same last words before he died-"If anyone unlocks the secret of the booklet, he will incinerate the answer in front of my grave, so that I can finally blind under the nine springs." ”

Among several strange things, the one that puzzled him the most was the "Wulongtan Crack Case".

In the local folklore of Jinan, the Five Dragons Pond leads directly to the East China Sea, so there is a "secret door", which will automatically open at a certain moment, and if there is a young man with superb water nature and great courage to swim down, he can go directly to the Dragon Palace.

The legend is grotesque, but there are many believers, so when some Buddhist festivals come, many good men and women will go to Wulongtan to kneel and worship Yao.

The incident recorded in the "Notes of the Plum Blossom Mansion" occurred on the 15th of July in 1944, when he witnessed a group of Japanese patrolmen entering the cave under the Wulong Pond and never returning.

There is some confusion in the account of this section, such as when he says: "Through the long tunnel, there are many turns. I can see from the compass that we've been going west. Oh, we entered the main hall, looked up, the water was in the sky, and the thousands of fish in the Five Dragons Pond were also in the air. Through the water and the fish, I saw the real sky, a full moon, hanging in the sky on the night of Halloween. ”

It is conceivable that he entered the underground at that time, but he did not enter from the surface of the water, and did not mention the premise that the water of Wulong Pond suddenly disappeared. So, I judged that he had gone down from another path and went directly to the bottom of the pool. The wonders he saw when he looked up were similar to when we entered the playground of the underwater world today, when we were under the water, and only through transparent bulletproof glass between people and water could we see the wonders of fish, water, sky and moon.

Just imagine, the author was at the end of World War II in 1944, no matter how fast the global glass industry developed, it was impossible to build a large bulletproof glass, let alone build an underwater world playground under the Japanese entrenched city of Jinan.

He couldn't explain the scene, and so did modern people.

Redsleeves and I beckoned back into the room, sat down, looked at each other and smiled.

"It's good to teach those kids a lesson, otherwise, the police don't care, the adults don't care, let them mess around, and make the playground a miasma. Before you arrived, a couple of kids were going to the slot machines, intentionally or unintentionally, and whistling at me. Red Sleeves said.

I noticed that there was a lot of worry under the smile on her face.

"You already have a sense of foreboding?" I asked.

When meeting at the playground, Red Sleeves was very nervous, which was also very abnormal. After all, she is the middle-level backbone of the beggar gang, she has seen the world, and she has also gone through storms, and she will definitely not be frightened by the provocation of a few hooligan teenagers.

Red Sleeves hesitated for a moment before explaining with a wry smile: "Mr. Xia, my worries are actually neurotic, because I am suspicious of Bing'er. She became very strange to me, and what she did was completely unexpected, and it was a big change from before she went abroad. Alas, my sister used to be very well-behaved and sensible, and never fought with me for anything. Of course, I have always let her and strive to be a good sister. This time, as soon as she came back, she united with Elder Wen and forced me to do a 'blood confession' - and this volume of 'Plum Blossom Mansion Notes' was never mentioned to me. She is more dependent on outsiders than on me now, and I always feel that she has a lot to hide from me. You just said that she bought the booklet from Japan at a high price, so why did she do this? She gave you the booklet and told you that it contained the Divine Mirror, what was the purpose of this move? Did she expect to see you before returning home? I also expected that you would be extremely interested in the Divine Mirror......

"Do you suspect that Bing'er is someone else's fake?" I asked.

Redsleeves nodded, then shook his head.

I understand her thoughts, real life is not a film and television drama after all, it is almost impossible for a person to completely pretend to be another person, and to deceive his relatives and friends.

"What exactly are she and Elder Wen going to do?" I asked.

Red Sleeves looked up to the sky and sighed, muttering to himself: "Yes, what are they going to do? Is it wrong for me to send my sister abroad? I wholeheartedly want her to stay away from the rivers and lakes and live a normal girl's life, is this also wrong? I only have this one sister, no matter how hard I suffer, I must lift her out of the sea of suffering and give her happiness." However, to this day, it turns out that I have done so many things in my own way, and it has no effect at all. Heaven, how did I offend you, that you want me to suffer such a bitter fruit?"

She was so depressed and decadent, from the expression on her face to the trembling of her whole body, she looked like a person who had been crushed by the doom of life.

"Hey, things haven't been bad to the end, are they, let's figure out the details of Elder Wen first, and then help Bing'er recover her original appearance and find herself step by step, right?" I carefully reassured her.

It is said in the book of war that the three armies can win the commandery, but the horsemen cannot win the ambition.

If the confidence of the Red Sleeve Trick collapses, then we will not be able to bring out the essence of the hysterical technique, and our original plan will be aborted.

I just hope that the causeway doesn't collapse in an anthill. No matter what happens, we have to go one step at a time.

"Medicine, I need some medicine......" Red Sleeve suddenly held his head in both hands, his thumbs against his left and right temples, and his facial features were twisted in pain.

"What medicine?" I asked urgently.

She stood up and staggered to the door.

"What medicine do you want? I'll buy it." "I hugged her.

"Go and ask the front desk, I want the No. 3 medicine, one pill, and keep the account...... Go, go, I can't hold on......" Red Sleeves shouted loudly, clasping my right arm with both hands.

I helped her to the couch first, then quickly opened the door and ran to the front desk.

The girl at the front desk was very experienced, and without waiting for me to speak, she immediately asked easily, "What kind of medicine do you want?"

"Number three. I replied as Red Sleeves commanded.

"How many?" the girl asked again.

I turned my head around and whispered, "Two grains." ”

The girl opened the drawer at her feet, opened a white incubator, and took out a whole plate of blue pills from it.

"Take it easy, it's very meditative. As she spoke, she tore off a strip containing two pills each wrapped separately.

"Bookkeeping. Ignoring the strange look in her eyes, I picked up the pill and walked to room six.

Before entering the room, I divided the pills, one in my pocket and one in my hand.

Red Sleeve had already poured a large glass of water in advance, took the pill, tore open the transparent package, raised his head and swallowed the pill, and then poured a large glass of water into it.

Many popular secret pills have antidepressant properties, so I don't have to ask what it is, as long as it works for Red Sleeves.

After about two minutes, the cheeks of the red sleeve gradually burned red, as if a patient with a high fever was sweating.

"How?" I asked with concern.

"It's so much better than just now, so much better. She replied.

Having said this, her shoulders trembled more and more, as if she were suffering from malaria and swinging.

I leaned over and put my arms around her shoulders.

She resisted a little, and then shuddered and slipped into my arms.

I put my lips to her ear and gently comforted her: "Calm down, forget all your worries, just like when you were a child, you don't care about anything, as long as you play happily, you can grow up day by day." ”

At the same time, my right thumb pressed against the large vertebral point on the back of her neck and slowly rubbed it.

She suddenly whimpered and cried, her hands around my waist, and her body pressed against me.

These strange actions must have been brought about by the blue pill, and I asked for one more pill, but not for myself, but for the Red Sleeves.

Depression is a very scary and elusive strange disease, similar to neuropathy, and there is no one medicine that is suitable for all depressions. Since she has a dependence on the blue pill, it is the cure for her.

I'm afraid I won't be able to succeed easily in the battle of Whip Finger Alley, and I will have to use her hysteria technique to subdue Elder Wen. Therefore, before the big war, I have to make effective preparations to prevent future troubles.

"I want to die...... In the past six months, I have wanted to die three or four times a day, trying to free myself. There is no love in this world, I must die, and death can change my way of life. In this world, I am a waste of nothing, nothing, and I can do a lot of things, but I can't do any of them. There is no point in my life, there is no meaning, it is just a waste of consuming food, or a big waste with Shoumiya sand. I am a woman, but I can't fall in love, find a man, have children, and be a mother like other women...... What am I? I'm not just a piece of crap, I'm a monster who is neither male nor female......"

Red Sleeves cried indistinctly, and gradually fell asleep in my arms.

I put my arms around her, and I couldn't help but feel sad in my heart.

Life is not easy, all ideals and dreams will hit a wall in front of reality, and then burst like a soap bubble. The strong will pack their bags and continue on the road, while the fragile will become pessimistic and misanthropic after their ideals are shattered, until they leap from the 24th floor of Central to the end of their glamorous and short lives, just like the Hong Kong Island superstar.

I look at my life, and although it has been bleak and tortuous, I have always had hope, and I have moved forward with determination and steadfastness, defying any obstacles.

Red Sleeves isn't a bad person, and I hope she can overcome her depression and get back to where she came.

No matter how difficult it is, for a strong person, there will always be a little more ways than difficulties.

Red Sleeves fell asleep for more than half an hour, and I hugged her motionlessly, bearing most of the weight of her body, and finally half of my body was numb.

By the time she woke up, the frustration on her face had disappeared.

"How long did I sleep this time?" she asked, sighing.

"About forty minutes. I replied softly.

She stood up and went to the bathroom to wash her face.

I struggled to get up on the back of the sofa, moving my hands and feet silently, and my numb body gradually became conscious.

I stumbled upon a glimpse of the picture on the table, and a thought came to mind: "Those are four mountains! Four completely different mountains, independent of each other, but somehow related to each other." ”

If you follow the thinking of ordinary people, four photos are, of course, four mountains, and there is nothing to make a fuss about. However, I think about it at a deeper level, as long as I go through the counties and cities in Shandong Province that have four famous mountains, I can almost pair the four mountains one by one. Knowing the names of their mountains, the meaning of the photos will soon be revealed.

The reason for my surprise is that "if you delineate the scope and investigate carefully, you will definitely be able to understand the real meaning of the 'Plum Blossom Mansion Notes'."

In other words, the fact that this Japanese was able to record his observations and thoughts about mysterious events in the interval between marches and battles shows that he has a high literary foundation and thaumaturgical foundation. Otherwise, he would just be like an ordinary Japanese officer, drunk and dreaming in a foreign colony, venting the dewy power of the colonists, and finally leaving the ship in 1945 and returning to the devastated island country.

Therefore, I can fully define this author as a "strange man", no different from Nostradamus, who left behind the prophetic book "The Ages".