Secret 1

Chapter 30: Southern Ming Warrior (2)
Qian Mozheng hesitated for a moment, but still nodded and said, "Okay, I promise not to say anything. You also have to keep this gun well, don't lose it, and don't let others know."

"of course."

"I don't know what happened to Yang Mou and the others? Let's go down and find them."

"Wait a minute!"

Tong Jianguo grabbed him, then poked his head out of the balcony to check the situation below.Sure enough, at the corner on the opposite side of the street, the wolfhound was lying on its stomach.

"Ah, it hasn't left yet!"

Qian Mozheng also found the wolfhound. The warning shot just now didn't hurt it, but it made it more vigilant and careful.It quietly hid on the opposite side, and when the two of them went downstairs, it would suddenly attack from behind!
"It's really smarter than people."

They retreated into the house, and Tong Jianguo lit a cigarette.In this ruined rough house, the flame of the cigarette butt kept flickering, and he quickly finished smoking it.

"Have you ever used a gun?"

Qian Mozheng uttered a word, his eyes hidden in the darkness.

"Yes." Tong Jianguo didn't hide anything, exhaled a puff of smoke lightly, "I even killed someone."

These words made each other silent for a long time, and the light from the cigarette butts shone into his eyes, like the eyes of a wolf in a cave in the dark night.Qian Mozheng retreated further away, he didn't want to ask about other people's past, maybe everyone in the tour group had a secret in their hearts.

"Guns are not a good thing."

"Of course, I actually hate guns."

"You hate killing too?"

"When I killed the first time, the finger holding the trigger was stiff. My bullet passed through a forest and hit the chest of the man opposite, at a distance of no more than 20 meters. I watched his blood gushing from his chest, It was like flowing into my body, the eyes and brain were blood red, and I would have nightmares for a month."

Tong Jianguo speeded up his smoking, as if this place had turned into a battlefield many years ago, and the smoke filled Qian Mozheng's eyes.

"Have you killed many people?"

"Yes, but the second kill didn't feel like it anymore. It didn't feel like I was killing, it was more like hitting a bull's-eye during training. Those blood splashes were just sawdust on the target, and there was no need to blink .”

"When you feel that you are killing, you still have the possibility of repentance. But when you don't feel that you are killing, then you become a devil."

Qian Mozheng gave him a concluding speech.

"Maybe--is it!" Tong Jianguo could only smile wryly, and threw away the nearly burnt cigarette butt, and the spark flashed on the ground and then went out, "At that time, killing someone was as easy as throwing a cigarette butt-- It would be the same feeling if I was killed by someone else.”

"Life is like a cigarette butt? A brief, fragile flame."

Talking and talking turned into a philosophical topic, Qian Mozheng really wanted to slap himself, how could he chat with this murderous guy?

He tied up his long messy hair again, walked nervously to the balcony, and checked that it was already ten past two.He quietly poked his head out, and the alert and cunning wolf dog was still waiting downstairs.

"Damn, we're stuck with this dog!"

"No, people won't be trapped by dogs." Tong Jianguo patted him on the shoulder, frowned and said, "I don't know what happened to Yuling and the three of them? We must find them quickly."

"But we are in a difficult state now, and even if we can escape, we don't know where those three people went. Maybe they are also looking for us."

"Rush out and talk!"

After finishing speaking, Tong Jianguo walked to the balcony, first glanced at the wolf dog downstairs, and then carefully scanned the surrounding environment.Below is an intersection, and the wolf dog is lying on the opposite corner.Downstairs in this unfinished building, there is a bicycle shed. Through the gap under the balcony, you can see more than a dozen bicycles parked inside, and the outside is separated by iron railings.

He turned back to Qian Mozheng and said, "Do you want to ride a bicycle?"

"What do you mean?"

"Come down with me!"

Tong Jianguo walked down the fourth floor quietly, trying not to make a sound with each step, he knew that the wolfhound downstairs was listening to their every step with their ears pricked up.Qian Mozheng had no choice but to hold his breath, and just tiptoed to the ground floor, not daring to speak to each other.

Taking advantage of the dim light, Tong Jianguo winked at him, and the two of them climbed through a window on the ground floor and jumped out, which happened to be the bicycle shed outside.

The wolfdog on the opposite side immediately barked and rushed to the outside of the bicycle shed, but was blocked by layers of iron railings.Its paws fell on the railing, and because its body was too huge, it was difficult to get in through the gap underneath, so it could only howl viciously.

More than a dozen bicycles were covered in thick dust. Tong Jianguo lowered his head and touched the locks, and they opened them all at once—he was indeed a master car thief.

He even unlocked two bicycles, and the tires had enough air, so he and Qian Mozheng rode one each, and rushed out of the bicycle shed.

Both of them suffocated their strength, pedaling desperately on the pedals under their feet, and rode on the road at a fast speed.The wolfdog was caught off guard and was left far behind by them.

But it didn't give up, and immediately followed behind to catch up.Qian Mozheng turned his head in shock, and had no choice but to pedal the bicycle with all his strength.But this car has probably not been moved for more than a year. The chain is rusted and a lot of dust has accumulated. It is like an "old tank" in the 80s.

"By the way!"

Tong Jianguo's bicycle skills are also really good, and he turned into a side alley lightly.And Qian Mozheng often rides mountain bikes, so he can make do with it.The two held the bridle tightly and turned around in the alley, often out of the wolf dog's sight.Although the dog's nose can still catch their direction, it is not the wolf dog's specialty to keep slowing down and turning. It almost fell down at the corner several times.

Just when they thought they were going to get rid of the wolf dog, a solid wall appeared in front of them-it turned out that this alley was a dead end!

The tricks were exhausted, but Qingqing's life was missed!

In this narrow and deep alley, there is no other way to escape on both sides.Qian Mozheng turned his head in despair, and the wolf dog had already killed him in time.

In an instant, the air froze into ice cubes.

Two bicycles, two men, a wolfhound, six eyes, and eight legs.

Also, a pistol.

Second Group.

In the mysterious and huge Nanming Palace, at the end of the dark corridor on the second floor, there is a warrior in full armor.

Suddenly opened the eyes that have been sleeping for a hundred years, staring at the uninvited guest from the 21st century.

Ye Xiao's heart twisted, Lin Junru and Yi Lianna trembled and hid behind him.Only Sun Zichu was still interested, and continued to shine a flashlight on the face in the armor.

No, that was not a face, but a hideous mask.

Two holes were opened at the position of the eyes, and fierce and terrifying gazes shot out from these two holes.

Sun Tzuchu imagined the face behind the mask, what kind of face would it be?Is it a young warrior under the command of Qin Huang Han Wu, or a mighty general in front of Tang Zong and Song Zu?

He boldly walked up to the armored warrior and asked, "Hello, who are you?"

Then he jumped back a step, to beware of the sword in the sheath of the guy.The voice echoed in the corridor of the palace, but the other party's gaze dimmed again.

Ye Xiao took two steps forward suspiciously, and carefully touched the armor—it was all real pieces of ancient iron armor, not the leather armor props in TV dramas.

This pair of armor exudes the chill of metal, as if it has experienced many famous battles, and has been baptized by the loss of countless swords and bows.

"Watch out!"

The two young women reminded in unison, Ye Xiao still took off the mask under the iron helmet - it was actually empty inside!

"Non-existent knight!"

Sun Tzuchu read out the title of Calvino's famous novel, "A European knight who wears armor all day long, but in fact there is nothing in the armor all over his body, and it only exists as a pair of armor."

Perhaps, it is the immortal souls of ancient soldiers who live in the heavy armor.

As for those eye-catching eyes, they are two glass beads inlaid on the mask.

"So it's not human!"

Sun Tzuchu wiped off his cold sweat. The reason why the mask cast eyes was because the glass beads reflected the light from the flashlight.He reached out to touch the armor. The steel armor was extremely heavy, weighing at least eighty catties on the body, and equipped with various weapons and equipment, let alone charging and fighting, the physique of modern people might not be able to handle it.

He took a closer look at the shape of the armor, and found that it had a Mongolian style from the nose guard.However, the heart mirror and the mountain-shaped armor are very similar to those in the early Ming Dynasty, especially the chain mail for ear protection, which is obviously influenced by the Middle East and Europe.Sun Zichu concluded that this was a pair of armor from the Ming Dynasty, and judging from the craftsmanship of the armor piece, it was an imitation of later generations.But the workmanship of this visit is really great, from the specification design to various materials, it is completely handmade according to the records of ancient books, and placed in the corridor of this palace, it looks extremely mighty and exquisite.

This kind of decoration with ancient armor is very popular in Europe and Japan.Last year when Ye Xiao visited the Tower of London in England, he saw countless medieval armors.But Chinese-style armor is extremely rare, even in China, it is difficult to see, or it is some crude film and television props.Ming Dynasty armor like the one in front of you, even if it is a replica of later generations, is also a rare treasure.

Sun Tzuchu walked around the armor, took a flashlight up and down, stroked the armor piece thoughtfully: "My God, could it be—"

"what?"

Seeing his nervous appearance, Lin Junru thought to himself that he was going to keep talking to death again?
"Could it be the descendants of the survivors of the Ming Dynasty? Look at this completely simulated armor, as well as the exterior shape of this palace, all in the style of the Ming Dynasty - why do you think about it? Also, what is the name of this city?"

"Nan Ming."

"Yes! The word 'Nanming' has already explained everything!" Sun Tzu Chuyue said more and more excitedly, as if he had discovered a new continent. "There was also a 'Nanming' regime in history. After the Ming Dynasty fell, the old and young of the Ming Dynasty , supported the prince of the Ming Dynasty in the south as the king, and continued to raise the banner of the Ming Dynasty to resist the Qing army."

Lin Junru nodded: "I know, Zheng Chenggong regained Taiwan in order to fight against the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty."

"The last emperor of the Southern Ming Dynasty was named Emperor Yongli. When the Qing soldiers chased him to Yunnan, he was forced to flee to Burma with his ministers. He lived in exile there, and was finally sent back to the Qing Dynasty by the Burmese king. Traitor Wu Sangui personally hanged the last emperor of the Ming Dynasty in Kunming with a bowstring."

"What does that have to do with it here?"

"Back then, many people who were not willing to be subjugated slaves, nor to shave their heads and wear braids, fled to the border. The famous national hero in those days, General Li Dingguo, died in a foreign country, and many of his generals and Soldiers, continue to be loyal to the Ming Dynasty and plan to fight against the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty in Burma, Thailand, Vietnam and other places."

"Anti-Qing and Fuming?" Lin Junru couldn't help interjecting: "I think of the Tiandihui in "The Deer and Ding Tale."

Sun Zichu hated people interrupting him the most: "Little girl, don't interrupt me! There are many Han tribes formed outside the border of Yunnan, and they still live in Myanmar."

"You mean—this city is a city-state or country in exile built by the survivors of the Nanming regime who fled to the jungles of northern Thailand?"

Ye Xiao still interrupted him, and explained the reasoning result for him.

"OK! That's why this place is called 'Nanming', just to commemorate the motherland - the Ming Dynasty in the south!"

American Elena was confused. Although she has learned Chinese for so many years, she still has a little understanding of Chinese history: "WHAT?"

This time it was Lin Junru who replied: "That's why this palace is called 'Nanming Palace', and why is there a pair of armor from the Ming Dynasty here?"

(End of this chapter)