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Volume One: On the Songhua River Chapter Two: Memories Before Time Travel

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    Chapter 2 Memories before time travel

    "Boom", I feel like my body is like a feather, flying lightly into the distant and unknown darkness.  In the consciousness, the soul left the body with a "clang" sound, like the sound of an ocean blowing in the ears. In front of him was a long tunnel with no end in sight. In the darkness, there seemed to be colorful clouds like rainbows.  Wandering around me, my consciousness keeps drifting along the tunnel into the distance. The unknown distance, the faces of my parents, the figures of relatives, the images of comrades, and the girl's smile keep flashing through my consciousness. I want to  Have you said goodbye?  Where am I going and what lies ahead?  Am I dead?

    "The strange thing is that I don't feel fear or confusion in my consciousness. Instead, it is filled with a kind of peace and tranquility. In the dark, I seem to have a feeling of finding my destination.

    "Wake up, wake up", several urgent exclamations sounded in my ears, with ecstasy in their voices. I tried hard to open my eyes. In the dim light, many unfamiliar faces appeared in front of me. Some of them appeared in front of me.  Old and young, male and female, without exception, everyone's face was filled with concern, and their eyes were filled with concern and surprise. "Where is this place? Where am I?" I tried my best to use my words.  The loudest voice asked, but my own feeling was that my lips moved slightly, and for a moment, I fell into coma again.

    When I was in a coma, I felt that my soul was light and airy, like floating among the clouds. It was relaxed and casual, but my consciousness was extremely clear. What happened that day was replayed in my mind like a movie.

    It was a Sunday. My girlfriend and I made an appointment to go out for a trip in the countryside. Before going out, I looked in the mirror and said, "Okay." I felt very good about myself. I was cool and handsome. I was dressed in decent high-end casual clothes.  Wearing Li-Ning sneakers and being 1.8 meters tall, I feel that the idiom "Jade trees facing the wind" was created just for me. Let me make it clear that I am not a narcissist!

    I'm not wearing a military uniform. I always feel like I can't let go when I'm with a girl. It's like a voice is always reminding me, "Pay attention to the three major disciplines and the eight points of attention." Oh my god, I'm in love.  !  If this continues, won't I go crazy?  Besides, I still have a small purpose today, which is to make some substantial progress with that girl. For this plan that will be realized, I was really excited for a while. In addition, during the first date with her  , I went there wearing a military uniform. From her eyes, I saw reverence from the heart. My vanity was slightly satisfied, but reverence is a kind of distance, a kind of me.  I don¡¯t want the distance, I¡¯m in love!  So, this time, I didn't wear a military uniform.

    I went out and got on the bus, holding in my hand a bouquet of flowers I bought before getting on the bus. When it comes to falling in love, you have to create an atmosphere. Besides, I am still a very sentimental person at heart. Soldiers are also human beings. They don¡¯t have leaders.  Do you sing well, "Men in the army also have love, and they will accompany you to the end of the world." Sitting in the car, looking out the window, the beautiful street scene of the city came into my eyes. The city I am in is located on the western border of the motherland.  , is a place where many ethnic groups live together. Outside the borders are those small Central Asian countries that broke out from the former Soviet Union. It is noisy and uneventful all day long.

    There are also those terrorist organizations such as the "Japanese, Japanese, and East Turkestan" who have forgotten their ancestors. In order to achieve their personal ambitions and split the motherland, they create terrorist incidents from time to time. In my army, 9%  More than 10 missions were conducted to deal with this type of incident, and I personally killed more than a dozen terrorists. The scars on my body are the memorials left to me by these scum, and they are also my glorious medals.

    At this time, it was the eve of the National Day, the golden autumn in October, a beautiful season of the year. High-rise buildings flashed outside the car window, and the spacious and clean streets were lined with blooming flowers. There were businesses and businesses on the streets.  In front of the shops, bright five-star red flags were hung. Looking from a distance, I saw a sea of ??red. The pedestrians on the street were walking in a hurry, but their faces were full of joy. Seeing these, I felt a little happy in my heart.  I am proud that I am a soldier. The prosperity and tranquility of the city are exactly what I hope for and strive for!

    There were many people in the car, but it was very quiet. Apart from the "buzzing" of the engine, there was almost no other noise. There were two little girls in school uniforms who looked like middle school students, holding a book and discussing with each other in a low voice.  What, a young man dressed in a white-collar collar is sitting in his seat, typing on the keyboard of his laptop quickly. Look at that look, he is quite nervous. Alas, he is another workaholic!  There was an old couple sitting quietly on their seats, holding each other's hands. Their ordinary faces were filled with the tranquility accumulated over the years. Seeing them, I couldn't help but think of my father and mother, and suddenly I had a feeling.  I have the urge to go home. I haven¡¯t seen them for a long time. During the National Day holiday, I want to go back and see them. I secretly thought in my heart.

    The quiet atmosphere in the carriage deeply affected me. I leaned comfortably on my seat and followed the slight sway of the car.??, I closed my eyes and felt the car stop. A few passengers got off and a few people got on. I didn't pay attention. Is it a bus? It goes up and down. This is normal.

    Suddenly, a hint of danger hit my mind, because I have been practicing the internal skills of the Natural Sect since I was a child, and my sixth sense and spiritual awareness are very sharp.  The inner strength and mental method of the Natural Sect focuses on feeling nature, understanding nature, integrating into nature, and imitating nature. The master once told me that if the inner strength and mental method of the Natural Sect reaches the state of Dacheng, you can sense everything and everything around you within a hundred miles.  I can feel the growth of life, the movement of ants, and the germination of vegetation. Of course, I have not yet reached this level. If I exercise my power, I can sense all changes within a few kilometers. Within the small area of ??the carriage, even if I do not exercise my power, I can feel it.  , the anomalies in the environment cannot escape my spiritual awareness.

    This feeling of danger made me shiver involuntarily. The hairs on my body exploded, and I smelled a slight smell of gunpowder in my nose. I opened my eyes suddenly and saw a middle-aged man suddenly standing out from his seat.  Standing up, the muscles on his ugly face were twitching morbidly, and a pair of cloudy eyes revealed a dark, deathly light. He reached his right hand into his arms and pulled hard. At the same time, he shouted in a hoarse voice:  "East Turkistan is here forever, long live the jihad"!  He speaks the language of a minority. I have been dealing with people of all ethnic groups in this city all year round, so I can understand him.

    No, it's a terrorist, probably a "human bomb" from "East Turkestan". I have encountered this kind of situation before, but it was in a sparsely populated place, on a crowded bus.  This situation is the first time. This guy must have pulled off the bomb on his body. If the bomb explodes in the car, then the consequences will be disastrous. The lives of everyone in the car will be destroyed by this crazy scum and scum barbaric.  The plundering, and it was still on the eve of the National Day, the bad influence and the nature of the incident will definitely be used by those pathological media in the West that hate the rise of China and people with ulterior motives to exaggerate and vilify China. This bastard, really  Will choose the time and place.

    In an instant, completely subconsciously, my natural skills started to work fiercely. The internal energy was transmitted from the Dantian to the waist along the meridians. The muscles tightened and the waist exerted force. I bounced on the seat and raised my hand with the force.  The flowers inside were impacted by the internal force, and the petals flew up, like colorful butterflies, flying lightly in front of my eyes, and then fell gracefully. Like a swift and fierce cheetah, I rushed towards the guy, my fists preceded mine.  My body came to this guy's face, and I clearly heard the sound of his nose bones shattering. I was sure that he fell into a semi-conscious state at that time. Then, my iron-like arms tightened around him.  I hugged him, and at the same time, I kicked my left foot hard on the seat, my body flew up, smashed the window glass, and rushed out of the car. In mid-air, I adjusted my posture and pressed this guy under me.  , I don¡¯t want to go see my girlfriend with all my injuries.  My image as a handsome guy cannot be ruined.

    He and I fell heavily on the road. Normally, I would have landed easily with a somersault, but not now. I was carrying a crazy scumbag with me. As soon as I landed, I immediately stood up and raised my arms.  I exerted my strength on my feet, trying to get far away from this fatal dangerous place, but "Hey" I couldn't fly out. It turned out that this guy, in a semi-conscious state, hugged my thigh tightly with both hands and refused to relax.  I was about to use my power to break his arm, when a ball of fire ignited in front of my eyes. Strangely, I didn't hear the explosion. In an instant, my body flew high into the air, as if it was about to melt into the air.  In the blue sky, a ball of blood, like an unusually beautiful flower, kept blooming in front of my eyes, getting bigger and bigger. The guy on the ground had turned into pieces of minced meat.  Is it my soul that is flying?

    I took one last look at this beautiful city and said goodbye to my relatives, my comrades, my youth, my love, and my soul with my consciousness, as if in response to some unknown call, to  The tunnel of time and space floats away, floats away
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