Chen Fu's book came and went like the wind, but left behind a sentence that left Li Muye with endless aftertaste. He couldn't pick it up and couldn't put it down.
No matter how old a man is, he is still a child, and no matter how young a woman is, she is still a mother. This is the natural difference between men and women.
Why did she say that? Who is she? Second Sister Chen or Chen Fushu
The starry sky under the night sky is quiet and distant. Perhaps it contains all the secrets since the birth of the universe, but there is no way to answer this seemingly simple question in Brother Ono's mind.
This sentence was originally talking about the nature of men and women, but when placed here it seems to have a different meaning. Maybe I miss Sister Chen too much, so I’m too worried? Li Muye thought to himself, how could this crazy little girl be the second sister Chen who was as talented as Bai Wuxia
On the eve of the war, as the leader of our own side, I shouldn't have thought about these things.
A little light flew in the night sky, and as it got closer, a report from the interrogators came through the secret line: Mr. Chen arrived in person on a helicopter from the Army Aviation Corps.
Li Muye met Chen Binghui at the small dock.
Chen Binghui looks a bit older. His official position is getting bigger and bigger, his power is getting stronger, he knows almost all the core secrets of this country, and he can do more and more things, but it is obvious that his life has not become easier. free.
"If you know that one day this world will be destroyed, and when that day comes, all human beings will die except for a very small number of powerful individuals, and we are unable to prevent that day from coming, are you still willing to work as hard as you are now? Fighting for survival?" Brother Ah Hui asked, looking into Li Muye's eyes.
"We will eventually die." Li Muye said: "Even if we are one of the few powerful individuals you mentioned, we will not be an exception. Everything in the universe will die, even the so-called ubiquitous dark matter energy is inevitable. Taoism I believe that the highest state of cultivation is to turn your own will into dark matter, but even if you reach this state, you cannot escape the fate of time passing away. Therefore, I feel that the meaning of survival does not lie in the longevity of the individual, but in civilization and Continuation of the population.”
"Human history is only tens of thousands of years, maybe even less, but in the land of China alone, at least more than 300 ethnic groups have perished in the long history of history." Chen Binghui sighed and said: "The ways of heaven are ruthless, and competition is cruel. , we and they have no choice.”
"The competition between Schroeder and Patton has transformed our main opponent into the world's number one power. In contrast, the secret war between Xuanmen and Baiyuntang for more than two thousand years has left us stuck in our own ways, even in the In modern times, the ancestral foundation was almost divided up by the great powers, and the traditional value system collapsed while losing cultural confidence." Li Muye said: "If we cannot reverse the decline, even if others do not come to destroy us, we ourselves will slowly die."
"What you said makes sense. I think this was the original intention of the second sister when she opened the crypt of the Shrine." Chen Binghui said: "The end of science is theology, and the mysteries of theology are hidden in the use of dark matter energy. Precisely in this regard, the ancestors of our Chinese nation are not lagging behind others. As long as there is enough time, I believe that the outstanding geniuses among our nation can lead us to catch up, whether the opponent is the number one powerful country or the number one public enemy of mankind. "
"It's a pity that in your circle, there are too few big figures who think like you." Li Muye said: "Even at this critical stage when time is not waiting for us, what they are most interested in is still the struggle for power. The reason why I don't care The position of director of the Special Operations Office is precisely because we don’t want to waste our main energy on internal friction.”
"I came here personally to tell you this. It is basically a foregone conclusion that Huang Yonghao will succeed you as the director of the Special Operations Office." Chen Binghui said: "I know that since the second sister left, you have always been Isolate yourself from that circle.”
"I don't care about the power struggle, so I lack scruples when doing things. I am more like a fool than a senior official in the intelligence community." Li Muye interrupted Chen Binghui with a flying smile and continued. : "Actually, I only care about the things that my mother cares about. If it weren't for some things that I can't completely let go of, I would rather be an idle cloud Yehe who doesn't care about the world."
Chen Binghui said: "Actually, the two generations of you, father and son, have done enough. I really have no reason to ask for more from you."
"But you still came here in person." Li Muye said: "Don't worry, I'm not to the point where I consider myself a god and arrogantly place myself above all living things just because I have realized a little bit of magical power. I know that I am just I am just a mortal who has taken a few steps forward on the road of evolution. There are countless people like me in history, and there are definitely not a few who are stronger than me. In the end, they will not all return to dust, so I am very It’s clear that I can’t change this era.”
"You don't have to rush to clear things up." Chen Binghui said: "I'm not here to force you to stay. I know your thoughts very well. After the Dark Matter Research Center is established, you will feel that your merits have been fulfilled."
"Isn't it?" Li Muye asked.
"Of course not!" Chen Binghui said: "This matter is not simple. I came here today to tell you why elite figures of the Chinese nation like Xuan Chen and Li Zhonghua cooperated with Schroeder to prevent the second sister from opening the shrine. Crypt.”
"You tell me, I'm listening." Li Muye became serious.
"There's no rush." Chen Binghui said, "I'm not here alone this time. I'd like to introduce someone to you." After that, he turned to face the plane and said, "Taoist Master Jiegui, please come down and meet me. "
A long-bearded Taoist priest stepped off the plane. His face was like the sunset, his eyes were like golden lamps, his lips were like elixir, and he had five strokes of his long beard. He was dressed in Bagua fairy clothes, with a yin-yang fish pendant hanging from his waist, and he was carrying a handle to sweep away all the dust. iron whisk.
The Taoist priest moved with a light step and walked gracefully in front of Li Muye. After looking up and down, he finally showed a smile and said: "The sword rises from the stars and runs thousands of miles to kill, and the sound of the rain is loud when there is wind and thunder. The head is carried everywhere." If you are not a human being, how can you chant loudly across the five lakes? With thick eyebrows and tall words like thunder, when you hear that there is injustice, you will put down your cup. With your sword in the sky, you will go thousands of miles away. You will leave me at the first watch and come back at the second watch. Don't ask for anything else, Mr. Sir, the Tao requires someone to pass on the sword. It's important to collect it. Today we meet by the river and the sea, and a glass of village wine persuades you to rest. The eyebrows are full of evil spirits, and he leaps into the air from thousands of miles away. There is a three-foot sword in the box on his back, which is a sign of injustice for heaven and man. "
"Little brother, do you know which sage wrote this poem?" the Taoist priest looked at Li Muye and asked with a smile.
Li Muye knew that this was Lu Chunyang's poem, but he hesitated for a moment and did not answer immediately. Instead, he looked at the man in front of him carefully.
"Chen Jiegui of the Yinxian Sect, whose name is Zhang Lei, I am grateful for my teachings. Fortunately." The long-bearded Taoist priest introduced himself: "My little brother has entered the hall. He can be said to be one of our generation. The old Taoist has come to pay a special visit today to form a predestined relationship. Please No need to wonder.”
"I see." Of course Li Muye knew that things were not as simple as he said. As Chen Binghui, he personally sent him to meet him. How could it be a simple meeting to form a bond? When you recite Lu Zu's poem about the Sword Immortal, there must be a hidden meaning in it. These old men like to practice dumb Zen when talking, so you might as well follow his wishes and chat a few words to see what he wants to say. He said: "If I remember correctly, what the Taoist Master just recited was a poem by Lu Chunyang, a great Taoist priest in the Tang Dynasty?"
"Exactly!" Chen Jie returned: "The ancestor of Chunyang was born with extraordinary magnanimity. He was very smart since he was a child. He kept a diary of thousands of words, which he can recite and write. When he grew up, he would be eight feet and two inches tall. He would wear a Huayang scarf and wear yellow fir trees. , is a Zaoqiu, similar to Zhang Zifang, who will not marry at twenty." He also said: "In the second year of Wu Zhou Tianshou, Lu Zu went to Chang'an to take the exam, and met Zhongli Quan in a wine shop, and Zhongli Quan made him a meritorious person. After waking up from the sweet dream of being famous, becoming a general, becoming a prime minister, and being given the title of wife and son, I realized that fame, fortune, and wealth were all just dreams, so I realized deeply, worshiped Zhong Liquan as my teacher, and went to Zhongnan Mountain to practice Taoism."
It turns out that Lu Chunyang was also from the Tang Dynasty and was the same generation as Wu Zhou.
Li Muye said: "Senior, I admire you for your profound knowledge and elegant conversation, but I don't know what your purpose is in telling me this. I am a fool and I can't figure out the point. If you have anything to say, you might as well be more direct."
"Brother Xiao Li, you are so polite. In your life, you have experienced many honors and disgrace, all kinds of ups and downs. You have tasted all the flavors of life. I have lived for ninety-eight years, but this is the first time I have seen such a reckless fool like you." ." After saying that, he laughed and said: "My little brother hides a sharp sword in his heart, which is the legacy of the ancient sword immortals. He upholds his mother's will and sacrifices his life to open the shrine. He has the awe-inspiring national righteousness in his heart. This is exactly what I want to do. people."
This old man could let Chen Binghui personally fly him over to tell him such nonsense. He was definitely not an ordinary person. Listening to his words, Lu Chunyang opened his mouth and kept his mouth shut. It seems that he has some special interest in his own abilities. Li Mu ambitiously considered the other party's intention and responded: "The Taoist priest is a monk, and Mr. Li is a gangster. None of us are involved in politics in the temple. If you continue to talk about it, Mr. Li will have no choice but to issue an eviction order."
"Haha." Chen Jiegui laughed heartily and said: "My little brother is sharp in his words and can go straight to the point, which is very suitable for a seasoned Taoist." As he said that, he suddenly took a step forward, reached out and took Li Muye's hand, and said: "In the past, Lu Zu To get rid of glitz and glamour, now you and I might as well imitate the ancients and have a dream."
Chen Jiegui's pupils illuminated Li Muye, and Li Muye stared at him fearlessly. When their eyes met, Chen Jiegui's eyes showed a strange look. Li Muye suddenly felt dizzy and felt uncontrollable. Is this veteran using hypnosis on himself? I couldn't help but secretly wonder: Could it be that his psychic ability is stronger than Old Barton
My mind wandered for a while, and the scene in front of me suddenly changed. He was actually in an ancient capital city full of flowers, and the word "Yuzhou" was written on the top of the city. Unknowingly, I was walking among them when I saw a woman coming for fun. She was only twenty-eight years old. She was light and elegant, slim and enchanting. Her eyes were full of autumn waves and her eyebrows were like a crescent moon. Everyone noticed where she passed and thought of everyone when she walked. Although he is dressed like an ancient man, his appearance is still the same as Bai Wuxia's today... (End of this chapter)