When it comes to tunnels, the first thing Zhang Qilu thinks of is the guerrillas fighting the Japanese. Zhang Qilu didn't quite understand what kind of tunnel he was walking through now, and Zhang Qilu was secretly frightened.
This tunnel is four meters wide and four meters high. The walls of the tunnel are flat. Zhang Qilu doesn't quite understand. It's just a tunnel for smuggling. Why should it be dug so flat and meticulously? You must know that this is in the mountains. Zhang Qilu can be sure that in this position, it is definitely not something ordinary people can do to dig such a tunnel. If it is not official, then it is done by the army.
We have walked more than ten kilometers, but we are not at the end yet. Suddenly Zhang Qilu stopped, and they encountered the first corpse in the tunnel. Judging from the clothes, this was not a soldier from the Universe Kingdom, but a soldier from Mount Paektu.
"How is this going?"
"I don't know, he must be an unlucky guy who delivers goods."
Zhang Nian'er picked up a cardboard box on a cart.
"These are some electronic components, circuit boards."
"It seems that Mount Paektu doesn't have any good products to trade with Space Country, so it can only sell its labor force in exchange for something."
Everyone stopped caring about the unfortunate guy on the ground and moved on.
There were more and more corpses on the ground, including people from both the north and the south. Zhang Qilu began to become vigilant. He knew he was about to walk out of the tunnel.
The exit of the tunnel is at the foot of a barren mountain. The entrance is cleverly built and the entrance is covered. Only when you get closer can you find the entrance.
Zhang Qilu stood on a high place and looked around. Night may be a problem for others, but for Zhang Qilu, there is not much difference between day and night.
Zhang Qilu looked to the south where there was a border divided by barbed wire, to the north were rolling mountains, to the west was a large jungle, and to the east was a mist.
Something is wrong. How can there be fog in this place and this kind of weather?
"Brother Qi, what's wrong?"
Qin Dao pointed to the east and said, "Someone has set up a formation here and there."
"What formation?"
"I don't know much about the formations, but I am certain that there is more than one formation in that place."
"Then brother-in-law, he's right there."
"Probably. Let's go."
"Nephew, what should I do with that woman? Find a tree and tie her up."
Zhang Qilu glanced at Li Yunxi who had a strange expression and said
"Take it with you."
...
An ancient small village in the south of the Yangtze River. It is the most ordinary small village in the south of the Yangtze River. There are about a hundred households. The light rain in the yellow plum season beats on the path paved with bluestone slabs. On both sides of the path stand neat huts. The houses are the same color. The style, the same height, there is an indescribable gloominess.
In the most remote part of the village, there is a house that is exactly the same as all the houses, with earthy gray walls, blue tiles, and an ordinary small building. A family of three moved here two years ago. My grandmother lived here with a pair of grandsons, a brother and sister who were both very good-looking, but neither of them seemed to be in particularly good health. They stayed on the bed all year round and rarely went out.
That boy may have had some problems with one of his legs when he was born, so he was bedridden all year round. Although he has reached the age to go to school, he cannot go to school because of his legs and feet. Fortunately, he is naturally smart and teaches himself how to read and write. But the books he reads are a bit strange. They are all kinds of ancient books and ancient poems. I don’t know him. What did that peaceful and kind old lady do in the past, and she actually collected these at home.
The granddaughter is extremely thin, but also very beautiful. The villagers don't understand why such a pair of children live in this remote village.
In a humid warehouse, Xiaolu sat beside Zhang Qilu's bed, quietly looking at his brother who was taking a lunch break. His brother had a face that was envied by women all over the world. The contours of his face, mouth and nose seemed to be extremely soft, and any girl If you have such a nose or mouth, it will add a lot of beauty to your appearance. Being bedridden for a long time has added a boy's perseverance to your originally feminine face, Xiaolu.
I particularly like Brother Lu’s pair of sword eyebrows and starry eyes, they are simply more beautiful than the painting. Although what is shown now is a kind of morbid beauty, he can definitely be regarded as a beautiful boy.
Outside the window, the rain suddenly became heavier. Xiaolu got up and prepared to close the small window. His brother's bed was right next to the window. If the quilt got too wet, his legs would be in danger of ulceration.
"Just leave it on like this if you don't have anything to do." The little boy actually hadn't slept the whole time. The brother and sister had been falling asleep since they were born.
"You're awake."
"Didn't sleep."
"where are they."
"I just left the house and they went shopping."
"let's go."
The thin little deer took out an old wheelchair from under the bed.
In this way, two children under the age of five began their first adventure in life. The five-year-old children were ready to change their own destiny.
Endless mountain roads, cold, hunger, hunting dogs, chases, and illness.
Scenes of scenes flashed by quickly.
Zhang Qilu woke up suddenly. His eyes were clear and he was not confused at all. He knew that he must have been tricked and they must have entered the range of the enchantment array.
Zhang Qilu looked at the people lying staggering on the ground behind him. Zhang Qilu was the first to wake up. In addition to Li Yunxi, twenty Mo Swordsmen, Li Xiaoxiao and Zhang Nian'er were all there. Zhang Qilu couldn't remember how they got here or whether they fell into Li Yunxi's scheme, but he was not surprised at all by their current situation.
With a long sigh, Zhang Qilu began to recite the soul-reviving curse.
"Tai Shang Tai Xing, constantly adapting to changes. It drives away evil spirits and traps evil spirits, protects life and body. Wisdom is clear, and the mind is peaceful. The three souls are eternal, and the soul has no loss. Forgive!"
Zhang Qilu's fingertips shot out dozens of rays of light, one after another shooting out between the eyebrows of those on the ground.
...
Qin Dao's chess game is still going on. The train should have arrived at the station ten minutes ago, but instead of stopping at this moment, it is moving faster and faster.
"Master Qin, look at the heads we brought here and see if you can exchange them for anything."
Qin Dao glanced at Kapei coldly and said, "That weirdo is missing?"
"Yes, if he is here, we can't come in."
"What do you want?" Qin Dao didn't like these women in the Cape family. He felt that this family were all crazy women.
"We hope you will call the Taoist priest named Zhang to help our mother completely cure her illness."...
"I think you must have some misunderstanding. How could I possibly instruct him?"
"So, some of our family's properties have been lost to them over the years..."
Qin Dao interrupted Kapei's words.
"Okay, I agree."
Seeing Qin Dao's impatience, Kapei wisely retreated to the corner of the carriage. She was not disappointed at all, because his goal was achieved.
Chess has been replaced by Go.
Heinze played equally well in Go, and Heinze's white pieces seemed to have a slight advantage on the board.
"The bus should have arrived ten minutes ago."
"Yes, and now the train has veered off course."
Qin Dao was not surprised either. "how did you do that."
"I don't know for sure, but as far as I know, Europa has some abandoned orbits."
"You have made rapid progress in Go, but there are some problems. You focus too much on small-scale gains and losses, are too calculating, are a bit rigid, and lack a macro perspective."
After saying that, Qin Dao dropped a black stone, and all the black pieces in all directions came alive in an instant. The original disadvantage now became an advantage. Qin Dao glanced at Heinze and saw that he had no intention of surrender. Qin Dao seemed to be satisfied with Heinze's tenacity.
The chess game is still going on, and now it has become a situation where every inch of territory must be fought for.
"Master Qin, there is something I would like to ask you."
"Say it."
"How on earth did you do it last year?"
Heinze finally asked this question, and Qin Dao was not surprised at all.
"Do you think those people are very clever?"
"Isn't it true? They have used contemporary economic means to the limit."
"I don't think so. In my opinion, they are just picking on people's wits. Such methods existed in China more than a thousand years ago in the Tang Dynasty."
"This is impossible."
"When Li Tang's empire was first established, they had many enemies, such as Tubo in the west, Goguryeo in the northeast, Turks in the north, etc. But the emperor's biggest enemies were internal. That was those big families with deep roots for thousands of years. These families controlled the government and prevented the king from concentrating power. Do you know what they did at that time?"
"have no idea."
"They used copper coins. At that time, the main currency in circulation in China was copper coins. There would be a currency crisis every ten years. At that time, there would be a shortage of copper coins on the market. People would have no money in their pockets, and the goods on the market would be greatly reduced. Land prices dropped."
"Deflation?"
"Yes. Then those big clans will start to buy everything on the market. Copper coins will flow into the market again, and the prices of goods will rise again. During this period, the big families will slowly throw away the goods in their hands in exchange for a large amount of copper coins. Until then Ten years later, this is another cycle. Do you think the methods of those big families look familiar?"
"Yes, it's the same as those people used. Thousands of years ago, we were still playing in the mud, and you Chinese have begun to use financial means to contain the monarchy. What an amazing nation. But I have a question. Those big families have earned a lot of money. What are they going to do with the copper coins? They can’t just bury them all in the ground.”
"You must not imagine that our ancestors certainly knew this was a problem. They would raise money, cast it into a bronze statue, and place it in their own temple for worship. So in our view, those financial and economic issues The means are simply not worth mentioning, they are all leftover from our tricks. We were too weak before, but it is different now. We will not allow them to do whatever they want."
Heinze frowned. He knew that he had lost this game of chess again. All his plans had fallen into the trap of the boy opposite him. Go is indeed more difficult.
Heinze picked up the glass, but there was not a drop of wine left in it.
Just then, the train stopped. Qin Dao looked out the window and saw the train stopped next to a quaint village.
No matter how you look at this place, there is something weird about it. Why does the train stop in the center of a village? The houses here have primitive architectural styles. The residents in the village are even more weird in their clothes. No matter how you look at it, there is something weird about it. The strangest thing. Unfortunately, these people seemed not to see a train stop in the center of their village.
Heinze seemed to have noticed something, and he excitedly pointed to a castle built on a rock in the distance, and said in a somewhat crazy tone.
"This is impossible, this is absolutely impossible."
Heinze was speaking German now, but Qin Dao understood it, and he knew he might be in trouble.
"What's wrong?" Qin Dao asked in German
"Look at that castle, that's the castle of our Feng ancestors."
