looking for hell

Chapter 232 Answers
Yun Qianfeng liked to mention the honorific title of uncle.

I don't know if it's because Linda thinks that the two of them will depend on each other for life in the future and their relationship will become closer, or if Linda thinks that Yun Qianfeng is too dangerous, so she called her uncle to avoid getting hurt.

Facing Linda's question, Yun Qianfeng was wrapped in a down jacket, half-closed his eyes and said:
"Because of the watch. The watch of the agent is worn on the right hand, such as the Puti we are familiar with; the watch of the sniper must be worn on the left hand, with the dial placed on the pulse.

Although there are people who usually wear watches like this, they are definitely very few, not to mention that two people wearing watches like this get together, and it is still in the sparsely populated Antarctic. It is strange that there are no ghosts.

In addition, they had to search for the most important medical kit for so long, so they were obviously not familiar with that room, and after searching for so long, they didn't even think about going to other rooms, which was even more weird, maybe Those rooms can't be opened at all, because there are dead bodies or trigger bombs in them. "

Linda suddenly realized at this moment, and sighed:

"It turns out that you knew at that time that all the staff there might be dead, and you also guessed that there was a bomb there. Uncle, what do you do? Are you also an agent? You can see through the enemy's tricks at a glance."

Yun Qianfeng touched the three copper coins in his pocket, thought for a moment, and said:

"I'm in philosophy, and I'm not very good. I still don't understand why they want to keep the chickens and dogs away, because it doesn't make much sense to us, but I believe this behavior must be important to them. Meaningful, and meaningful, otherwise they wouldn't have done it so thoroughly."

Yun Qianfeng couldn't guess it, and Linda couldn't guess it.

Seeing Yun Qianfeng opened the bag of 1916 and lit one for himself, Linda hurriedly said:

"Give me one too. If you smoke, you won't be afraid of the smoke."

When lighting Linda's cigarette, Linda saw the line on the cigarette box.

"Uncle, the length of history—the original intention, what does this mean? Why does the other party carry such a pack of cigarettes? Is it because he wants to smoke one before he dies?"

Looking at the cigarette case, Yun Qianfeng said in a deep voice:

"1916 wasn't the best smoke I've ever smoked, but it was the beginning of all the weirdness, and it meant a lot to me, and those people knew me so well, so this smoke was supposed to be for me.

They wanted to kill me, but they respected me very much, and were even kind to me in their hearts. "

Only then did Linda understand why Yun Qianfeng didn't let her take off the corpse's clothes and insisted on giving them dignity, because it was mutual.

"Then, is that sentence for you? Uncle."

Yun Qianfeng thought deeply:

"I don't know, but it should be."

Linda was driving the car, smoking a cigarette, and said puzzledly:
"What is the relationship between people's original intention and the length of history? It has nothing to do with it!"

Yun Qianfeng said in a deep voice:

"It is not the original intention of a person, but the original intention of a civilization. This original intention determines the length of a civilization, that is, the length of history."

No nation is more suitable to say such a sentence than the Huaxia people.

Seeing that Linda was still confused, Yun Qianfeng continued:

"What is your original intention?"

Without thinking, Linda said as it should:
"Believe and serve the emperor, wash away the sins of birth, and ascend to heaven. Isn't it the same for every racial civilization? You also have the Western Paradise and the Eastern Paradise in China, don't you?"

Yun Qianfeng smiled and said:
"When Paradise becomes plural, it proves that it is not the root of a civilization, because there can only be one root.

What you said about you is indeed your original intention, but have you found that your original intention itself is making excuses for yourself?An excuse for not going on, an excuse for failure. "

Linda refused to answer the question because it touched her faith, so she asked instead:

"Then what is your original intention? Isn't it an excuse?"

Yun Qianfeng said lightly:

"Your fire was stolen by Prometheus, and our fire was obtained by Suiren's drilling wood; under the great flood, it is the mercy of the emperor that you survived, and we are Dayu to control the flood.

The weather is too hot, our Houyi shoots the sun, Kuafu chases the sun, the mountain blocks the road, we don't move, but Yugong moves the mountain to fill the sea.

Therefore, our initial aspiration is to take responsibility, if we are poor, we will take care of ourselves alone, and if we are wealthy, we will help the world. With Li's original intention, he stood up and carried everything without hesitation.

Dayu could live a good life as a beautiful wife with an acre of land. No one forced Hou Yi to do such a dangerous thing as shooting the sun. Yu Gong could leave the village and move, but they just did it. There is no such thing as any good.

It is also because of this, and because of these responsibilities, that we have the most complete history in the world, and this is what the person who gave me cigarettes hoped I would understand. "

Linda understood Yun Qianfeng's words, and she had to admit that, in comparison, their initial intentions really looked like an excuse.

This is the most frustrating thing.

That's the downside.

And whenever Linda thinks of this kind of inferiority, she will hate herself very much, and even condemn herself.

Because it seems that your own mind is betraying your genes, and that is unforgivable.

It was as if she knew very well why Yun Qianfeng in front of her didn't treat He Qian and Sophie as human beings, it was because those two betrayed her genes.

That kind of person will never be respected by anyone, even in front of people she thinks she is friends with.

"Uncle, what do they want you to do?"

Yun Qianfeng smiled bitterly and said:

"This is also what I want to know. The history of every civilization is actually a game of chess, fighting against the sky, the earth, and yourself. Only when you know your position in the chess game can you know what you need to do. I don't know where I am."

Linda seemed to understand, but said:

"So, they are your sacrifices, just to let you have the responsibility that belongs to you?"

Yun Qianfeng smiled and said:
"No, it's definitely not the case, because I'm probably also a sacrifice. If they succeed in killing me, then I'm another person's sacrifice, and that person must also have this line on his body. History The length of the original heart."

Linda shook her head and sighed:

"My God, I'm completely confused as to why there is such a complicated thing."

Yun Qianfeng sighed and said:
"Because there is no fixed frame in the chess game, it is naturally intricate, but as long as we carefully observe their behavior and analyze carefully, we can find the final answer.

In this matter, in Antarctica at this moment, every behavior of those people, even going to the toilet, will have a meaning.

We will see them again. "

This was what Linda was most afraid of.

The cracks in the sky swallowed up the last touch of pale gold in this undeveloped land, drowning the thick ink in an instant.

Polar night has come.

On the Antarctic coastline, a round door opens to the cabin of an icebreaker.

A fit figure stepped out in a tight black leather jacket.

Behind her, followed by a few bald men in black.

They immersed themselves in the polar night when they first arrived, breathing in the cold air with their eyes closed, with indescribable enjoyment on their faces.

Sa weak said in a tone as if drunk:

"This is my world now, Yun Qianfeng, I want to repay the humiliation you gave me a hundred times and a thousand times, this time I have plenty of time to play with you slowly, no one can save you hahahahaha!"

at the same time.

Europe.

Under the moonlight, the white fox Puluo came to a manor.

Here lives an old friend whom he has not seen for more than 1 years.

He was one of the group of comrades who successfully escaped from "Yuan" with Pu Luo.

The white fox Puluo came here this time to find out what happened on this planet for more than 1 years. He believes that there will be answers here.

(End of this chapter)