Hear Mr. Chen’s voice!
The men in black who were originally preparing to take action showed a slight hesitation in their movements and looked at the heights of the temple involuntarily.
High up in the temple, Arthur Bento, who was squatting on the ground like a lion, stood up slowly, then walked to the steps with a leisurely pace, and then stared at Song Ziyu and Mr. Chen with a pair of strange eyes.
"It's interesting that the clothes of my two men are actually wearing on you... Where are they?"
Arthur Bento asked slowly.
"One dead and one injured." Song Ziyu replied calmly.
"If you have some skills, come up and talk!" Arthur Bento looked at Song Ziyu and Professor Chen with a very interested expression on his face.
Song Ziyu helped the young monk, whose face was covered with blood, to climb the temple gate step by step with steady steps, and finally arrived outside the main hall in front of the temple.
There is a small platform outside the main hall.
On the empty platform, the two of them were sitting in front of the stone table playing chess against the wind and snow. The black and white chess pieces shone lightly under the night sky.
Not far from the chess table, there stood a strange dwarf tree over one meter high.
This tree is like a potted plant. It has been carefully tended and cared for, and it still looks full of life even under the moonlight.
Song Ziyu just glanced at it and felt a breathtaking feeling that he was actually throbbing!
My heart was pounding, as if someone was giving me electrocardiac resuscitation.
According to traditional Chinese medicine, looking, hearing, hearing, and feeling... A tree that can make people's blood boil and bloom with vitality just by looking at it...
picture!
so similar!
Is this the legendary mother plant that saved the world?
It must be!
Otherwise, it would be impossible to have such a unique charm!
…
Seeing this plant, Song Ziyu snatched it away.
When the old monk who was playing chess with Chen Youping saw the monk who was being supported by Song Ziyu, he had a surprised expression on his face.
"What on earth is going on?" the old monk asked, throwing down the chess pieces in his hand and slowly standing up.
The young monk, who had just woken up and was still a little confused after being beaten, murmured: "Master, I was attacked by the people in black clothes... They almost beat me to death."
Hear this!
The kind-hearted old monk suddenly looked at Chen Youping who was sitting next to him: "Donor Chen, what is going on?"
"My disciple is calm by nature, and he is not a troublemaker!"
"Why are these friends of yours beating him?"
As he spoke, the old monk's face turned slightly angry.
Chen Youping, who was sitting in front of the chessboard, was also a little curious and quickly looked back.
"Arthur Bento, what on earth is going on?"
Chen Youping scolded.
However, the lion-like facial expression of Bento seemed to turn a deaf ear to Chen Youping's questions. He could only feel his disdain with a nonchalant shrug.
Chen Youping mistakenly blamed Bentuo.
Arthur Bento didn't know the details of this matter.
But with Arthur Bento's personality, even if he knows something, it doesn't matter.
Because this lion-like man doesn't care at all.
…
"Sorry! You are not welcome here. Please leave. Even if you are friends of Donor Chen."
The old monk suddenly spoke and issued an order to expel the guests.
However, Arthur Bento didn't take it seriously and just turned a deaf ear to the old monk's words.
Just when the two sides were in a stalemate!
The old monk who was about to scold suddenly opened his eyes wide and stared behind Song Ziyu in disbelief.
"You, you, you...who are you?" The old monk finally saw the other "Chen Youping" standing behind Song Ziyu.
Professor Chen slowly said: "Master Wenzhen, I haven't seen you for a long time, but your body and bones are still as strong as ever. It seems that falling off the cliff did not have any impact on you."
Professor Chen casually mentioned a past incident, which confirmed the familiarity between the two parties.
"What on earth is going on?" The old monk Huzuowen felt incredible. He looked at Chen Youping and then at Professor Chen, and found that the two old friends were almost exactly the same. The only difference was that the man sitting in front of the chessboard This Chen Youping has a little bit of unnoticeable anger on his face.
Er Chen finally met across time and space.
Chen Youping, who was sitting in front of the chessboard, slowly stood up and looked at Professor Chen.
"You're finally here!" Chen Youping said.
"Yeah." Professor Chen looked at Chen Youping and said.
"I've been waiting for you here for some time, but I didn't expect you to come just now." Chen Youping said.
"There is no other way. We have to travel through mountains and rivers in wind and snow." Professor Chen said: "It's not as fast as Monsanto's off-road vehicle."
The conversation between the two seemed ordinary, but it was full of temptation and agility.
Finally, Chen Youping couldn't help but ask: "Who are you?"
Professor Chen said: "I am you."
"You are me? Then who am I?" Chen Youping frowned displeased.
This is not the answer he wants.
Professor Chen took a deep breath, and then said slowly in a very low voice: "The ancestral home of the Chen family is under the sycamore tree in Xishan Mountain. In the third year of Guchang, there was a severe drought. The ancestors of the Chen family separated and moved to Luo, Xijiang Province... In the water in the city, I saw cranes in the wild, so I settled in Lishui. My father, Chen Tongqing, and my mother, Lu... our ancestors have produced three number one scholars, four number two, sixteen and three flowers, and 216 Jinshi... Although my generation has already fallen into chaos, it can still be regarded as a scholarly family."
Chen Youping's expression changed completely when he heard Professor Chen tell him his family tree in detail.
These words are not enough for outsiders.
"Who are you? Why do you know this?" Chen Youping stared at Professor Chen closely, his voice filled with fear and trembling.
Professor Chen's words may have sounded confused to others, but to Chen Youping, they sounded very clear.
Compared with Chen Youping's gaffe, Professor Chen seemed too indifferent.
Looking at Chen Youping, Professor Chen said cautiously: "I have already said that I am you and you are me...why don't you believe it?"
"What exactly is going on?" Chen Youping's face was filled with anger and suspicion.
Professor Chen said slowly: "You can understand that I am you in another parallel world."
“I see, Einstein’s theory of relativity?”
Chen Youping was thoughtful: "Parallel world? Myself at different time points? That's interesting! Your answer was beyond my expectation..."
After all, he is a highly sophisticated scholar. After pondering for a few seconds, Chen Youping accepted this shocking fact: "The world is so big and full of wonders, so I will just believe your words. But since you and I are not from this world, then you come What do you want from me?"
Professor Chen said: "I'm here for the mother's seed, and I'm here to stop you."
"Stop me? Stop me for what?" Chen Youping said sarcastically.
Professor Chen stared at himself in another time and space, and said slowly: "I didn't plan to meet you, but now that I have met, I want to ask you on behalf of the teacher. Why did you betray Liangshu No. 1's technology to Monsanto?”
As soon as this statement came out!
Professor Chen, who was calm and calm, suddenly showed a distinctive aggressiveness.
"You don't know what Monsanto is doing! Why did you go against the teacher's original intention?"
Hearing Professor Chen's words, Chen Youping sneered unnaturally on his face, and then retorted: "Of course I know what Mengshan Company is doing... and I also know what I am doing. Of course I am responsible for my actions. Hundreds of blames. But you...why do you say this to me from a moral high ground? Why do you?"
Suddenly, Chen Youping exploded. He was no longer as gentle as a scholar, but shouted hysterically: "You, who claim to be mine, have you completely forgotten everything that happened in the past?"
This sentence seemed to have infinite lethality... Professor Chen's unparalleled righteousness and impassioned spirit seemed to be suppressed in an instant.
"What happened in the past...how could I forget...ah." Professor Chen's eyes were dim and he couldn't help but sigh.
Chen Youping grabbed Professor Chen's collar and roared in a beast-like voice: "Since you remember what happened before, why do you accuse me? Why?"
Professor Chen took a step back, looked at his other self with sincere eyes and said, "I think you have probably made peace with the world since you have lived to this age, right?"
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Chen Youping laughed crazily and said: "Reconciliation? Are you kidding? You idiot, a big idiot who has lived like an old dog! Have you forgotten how the teacher died? Have you forgotten how Cuicui died? Or...have you forgotten how my father and mother died? How do you want me to reconcile?"
Professor Chen licked his lips and seemed speechless.
But Chen Youping doesn’t seem to be planning to let Professor Chen go!
"It seems that I in another time and space have some Alzheimer's disease! Then let me help you recall the malice that this world has towards you."
Chen Youping roared madly in the face of the blizzard: "Your teacher is also my teacher. He has devoted his whole life to feeding the people of Yuxia. He should have enjoyed the respect of thousands of people. In ancient times, he was like Shennong Fuxi." Human Saint... But what was his fate? He died on this ice field, and his head was smashed with a hoe. "
"How did my father and mother die? Have you forgotten? In their hometown in Xijiang Province, they should have a life of their own. However, the harvested grain was confiscated and they starved to death in the fields. !”
"And Cuicui! You won't forget her, right? A lively and lovely college student from Haicheng, whose family has been scholarly for generations. She should have a bright future, but she was sent to this place of exile to endure famine and torture! In the end, she was In front of me, you cut your own neck with your own hands."
Chen Youping's eyes were red as he stared at Professor Chen and asked, "Tell me then? How can I reconcile with this world! I love my country? But who will love me!"
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As a bystander, Song Ziyu couldn't help but shudder when he heard the last sentence.
Listening to another Professor Chen's accusation against the world, the unknown history was turned to a page full of pus.
No wonder Mr. Chen was childless in his later years.
It turns out that he has been burdened with too much in his life.
Perhaps, their generation has never been happy.
…
The accusations of blood and tears gradually subsided as Chen Youping sobbed.
Professor Chen looked at Chen Youping and said: "I have buried these things you talked about in my heart, and my heart was once broken. But I still remember the teacher's words... The teacher told us that no matter what time, we must never forget that we are a Yu. Xiaren... Mothers often beat their children. Do children still beat their mothers when they grow up? You can't even figure this out, can you? "
Mothers spank their children from time to time.
What about a child hitting his mother?
what is this?
Professor Chen said softly: "Although I have suffered a lot in this life, I have never forgotten my identity. First of all, I am a Yuxia person, and secondly, I have other identities. As a Yuxia person, I will not forget my identity." You should betray Yu Xia."
"You have a thousand and ten thousand reasons, but you should not hand over the teacher's hard work and crystallization to headhunting capital!"
"What you do is contrary to the teacher's philosophy."
“The teacher’s original intention to devote himself to agriculture was to feed people all over the world.”
"The reason why we follow our teachers is because we share the same ideals and feelings about our family and country."
"But what you are doing now has deviated from your true self, your true self, and your ego!"
"You should wake up!"
Professor Chen scolded in a deep voice, his voice sounding like bells in the morning and drums and sutras in the evening.
