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Volume 1 Chapter 214 The truth behind the death of the marshal

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    Chapter 214 The truth behind the death of the marshal

    "Okay, kid, you've finished listening to the story. Whether you believe it or not, it's up to you how you go the rest of the way. If you still can't figure it out, that's normal. We old guys are alive.  For most of my life, I still haven¡¯t figured out these issues. But there¡¯s no need to dwell on this. You have to open your mind a little more and don¡¯t just focus on who deserves to die and who doesn¡¯t deserve to die. This person dies and this person lives.  It's God's business, so don't join in the fun. If you ask me, that's called pedantry. You can't decide your own life or death, let alone the life or death of others. If you really want to be  The savior, this role that no one wants to play, then you have to become stronger, kill him till the rivers of blood flow, kill him until the world is turned upside down, look at who dares not to do it when everyone's life and death are in your hands.  I listen to you. At that time, if you say there is no war, then there must be no war. If you say good people will be rewarded well, then good people must be rewarded well. Haha, this is called happiness. When people live, they must live happily, live  It's so refreshing. As hesitant and indecisive as you are, in the end you can only live a mediocre life like Bai Weiqi, and in the end nothing changes."

    The next few wise men took turns to speak, and most of them had some enlightening words, which moved Yi Lexiang very much.  He and several wise men had not met several times since Anokhi's separation. Every time they met, it was like a surprise, and they never had the opportunity to talk for a long time.  This time, although I traveled thousands of miles to rescue them.  But Yi Lexiang knew in his heart that the real reason that drove him to do this was to solve the problem of Capital Star once and for all. Otherwise he felt deeply ashamed in the face of the unabashed love and care of several elders.

    "Are you done? He can only rely on himself for this kind of thing. Why are you talking so much nonsense?" Dong Shuliang impatiently interrupted the conversation of several people.  He had been thinking about the unsolved disaster in his heart, and seeing that no one would bring up the topic, he had no choice but to go into battle shirtless.  "Boy, tell me what happened to the capital planet's disaster?"

    Yi Lexiang looked at the expectant eyes of several wise men. He knew that this issue would eventually have to be answered, and he couldn't help but sigh slightly in his heart.  Although several wise men loved him very much, there were some things that they could never be honest with.  He narrated what happened from beginning to end to several wise men, but concealed the existence of "consciousness space" and "spiritual guidance".  Of these two issues, one involves his own biggest secret that must not be leaked, and the other is Anokhi's top military secret, which naturally cannot be revealed.

    After listening to Yi Lexiang's narration, several wise men couldn't help but be dumbfounded and looked at each other. The whole incident was like a myth and legend that people could not understand with normal thinking.  From Yi Lexiang's hesitant description, they understood that Yi Lexiang must be hiding something, but even the information they obtained now was enough to make them feel incredibly shocked.

    "Inductive helmet? Ultra-long-distance spiritual connection? Are you saying that everything that happened on the Capital Planet was probably the result of a "spiritual storm"?" Dong Shuliang was the first to wake up from his meditation, with a face full of emotions that could not be concealed.  regret, "Have you made such a big leap in technology during the time I left Anokhi? If I had known this, I really should have stayed in Anokhi."

    "Psychic person? Superpower person?" The old president looked Yi Lexiang up and down, as if he wanted to get to know the young man in front of him again.  During the previous few brief contacts, he was keenly aware of the earth-shaking changes that had taken place in Yi Lexiang.

    "It should be a spiritual person." Yi Lexiang said uncertainly. At this time, several other wise men came to their senses. No matter what technology is used, the person who controls all this must be a person with spiritual power, but  But they couldn't feel any sign of spiritual power from Yi Lexiang.

    "It's strange!" Dong Shuliang also discovered Yi Lexiang's abnormality. When they were in Annuoji, they had already confirmed that Yi Lexiang himself was a member of the spiritual world.  Xiang tried his best to hide it, but he couldn't hide it from the people who had cultivated his spiritual power for many years.  As for Fu Cailei, he does not have mental power, so it is normal for him to know nothing about it.  However, no matter what secret techniques the wise men used just now, they could not feel any trace of the existence of spiritual power from Yi Lexiang.

    Dong Shuliang stood up and circled around Yi Lexiang several times. This discovery was more surprising than the "storm" caused by Yi Lexiang.  For more than a thousand years, since spiritual powerhouses appeared openly on the human stage, this kind of strange thing has never happened.  In order to hide their whereabouts, spiritual practitioners have invented various secret techniques to hide their mental fluctuations like bright lights, but no matter what kind of secret techniques, there are always shortcomings of one kind or another.  The detection techniques corresponding to these shortcomings are also endless and varied.  So far, there is no concealment technique in the world that is perfect.Missing, but just now Dong Shuliang changed several detection methods one after another, but still couldn't feel Yi Lexiang's mental fluctuations.

    "How did you do it?" After turning around for a few times, Dong Shuliang asked directly.

    "" Yi Lexiang was stunned for a while, and finally shook his head helplessly, "I don't know."

    Dong Shuliang couldn't help but feel angry. He had read countless people in his life, but he had never seen such a confused mentalist as Yi Lexiang. He didn't know anything about it.  "Youoh! What a headache!"

    Of course Yi Lexiang knew the reason why his mental power could not be sensed, but this was a secret that he could not tell. He suddenly realized that there were too many secrets in him.  Apart from saying that he didn't know, he really didn't know how to answer Dong Shuliang's wise man's question.

    Wise men gathered together in twos and threes to study the changes that happened to Yi Lexiang. For them, everything they know today can be regarded as a milestone event in the history of spiritual evolution. The emergence of Yi Lexiang overturned many original ideas.  An unbreakable theoretical basis, they need to spend a lot of time to understand this matter.

    Bo Jiangang¡¯s forehead veins were exposed, his hands were tightly clenched into fists, and the muscles on his face were constantly twisting, indicating that he was in extreme anger.  This is a small interrogation room with dark walls. There is only a table and two chairs in the center of the room. There is a small direct light on the table, a typical interrogation room style.  In the position of the interrogator, an old man with messy hair and wrinkled face was half-leaning on the back of the chair. The strong light of the direct lamp shone directly on his frightened face. His eyes turned white and he could not see anything at all.  He couldn't see the expression on his interrogator's face, but he didn't need to look to feel the barely suppressed anger in his rapid breathing.

    "Go on!" A cold voice echoed in the closed room.

    Duan Ruiguo barely opened his eyes. Through the bright white light, he saw a blurry figure standing behind the interrogator, "What else do you want me to say? Don't you just want to know how Bai Weiqi died? I've already told you.  , he committed suicide!"

    There was a hint of madness in Duan Ruiguo's hoarse voice, and a miserable smile appeared on his face that looked like old tree bark.  He never thought that his ending would be like this. Everything changed when he woke up. His son-in-law, his biological daughter, and his good grandson just abandoned him on this planet full of enemies.  superior.  He was awakened from his sleep by the cold muzzle of a gun. In that dream that he recalled endlessly, he was waving a flag with his old and powerful hands, and countless people were shouting his name, fighting for  He saved Charno and jumped with joy, celebrating the birth of a great leader.  But that was just a dream. He was roughly pulled out of the warm blanket by soldiers wearing Charno uniforms. The rough movements almost broke the rattling bones under his old torso.  Before falling asleep, soldiers wearing the same military uniform would lower their heads humbly when they saw him. The sudden change made Duan Ruiguo almost think that he was still dreaming and it was just a nightmare.  Unfortunately, he was disappointed, this was not a nightmare.

    In a daze, he was dragged into the corridor. The desperate faces of his former allies told him a cruel fact. They were abandoned, like useless trash that was thrown away.  At that moment, he knew it was over.  The distance from heaven to hell is only a dream, which is too short.  Then they were brought to this dark, cold interrogation room, facing a bitingly cold interrogation table made of pig iron, and the interrogator's questioning voice without any emotion.

    Without any concealment, Duan Ruiguo tried his best to imagine himself as a brave warrior who generously served for justice. He answered all the questions of the questioner with a trembling voice.

    "You brutally forced an old man to death like this? An old man who once gave up everything for this country?" The blurry figure roared angrily.

    "Haha, I said he committed suicide. He died to protect you!" Duan Ruiguo tried his best to raise his head and answered in a sharp and hoarse voice.

    Bo Jiangang fell silent, Duan Ruiguo was right.  The old marshal used this extreme method to protect Anokhi's safety.  Perhaps this kind of death is what the old marshal has been looking forward to for a long time. As an all-powerful general lying on the hospital bed helplessly waiting for death to come, it is undoubtedly an extremely cruel thing. The old marshal can use himself like a soldier.  Ending one's life in such a way will definitely make one laugh.  But this can never be a reason to forgive this person. Bo Jiangang turned around and left the interrogation room. The interrogator left with him, and the crisp footsteps walked farther and farther away.

    The dim light gradually dimmed and eventually went out.  After a long time, a beast-like howl suddenly came from the darkness, "Let me out, you can't treat an old man like this, let me out."?As the light disappeared little by little, more and more howls sounded, and no one answered in the silent space. The darkness was like a huge tomb, gradually sinking towards hell, and the miserable howls were  The demons of hell.
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