When will I...

...Have you ever had a sister?

The terrified emotions exploded in my chest. I pushed the woman in my arms away with all my might. The huge reaction force even threw me to the ground. I gasped wildly, crawling backwards like an epilepsy patient, as far away as possible from the woman named Liu Yanshi. It seemed that she was no longer a swaying elf in the Snow Country, but Shura with blood all over her body and a green face and fangs.

Liu Yanshi stood still shakingly, lifted the bathrobe that had fallen from her shoulders, rubbed her eyes, and when she looked at me again, the eyes that had once made me dream of disappeared.

"Now you know what Master Kuangyan is."

She blinked at me playfully with her hands in her arms. She was still laughing, and there were tears on her face that she had just now, and she was still laughing!

Until twenty minutes ago, I always believed that the so-called "crazy words" were just a group of geniuses who were self-reliant. They learned some tricks of cheating and used the art of language to deceive human trust... Until she came up and hugged me crying.

From that moment on, I have been self-confidence for ten years, and the reality of my hard work seems to be shattered by a hammer.

That's not acting.

No matter how perfect your acting skills are, they will have flaws.

No one can fully interpret a role that does not belong to him...

Unless that is true.

"A long time ago, there was a man named Su Qin. He studied hard and had a strong will. That era was a chaotic era. He was determined to become the greatest strategist."

"But the reality is cruel. The man named Su Qin has traveled around the world for many years with full ambition, spending all his money on his body, but he still gained nothing. No king is willing to listen to him."

"When he returned home in a mess, his relatives hated him. His father complained that he wasted his time, and his mother asked him why he didn't go farming. No one cared about his ideals, and no one wanted to know what he had experienced in the past few years."

"Su Qin was very desperate and powerless. He began to doubt his abilities and his ideals. He was already thirty years old. He would die if he had been dreaming. He couldn't help but start thinking: Maybe this is the case in my life. I was not an eloquent person. What the kings needed was not sincere advice, but jesters. The moth that longed for the light would die when it pounced on the candlelight. He was born to be a moth. Can he become a creature other than the moth? He thought."

"In the following year, Su Qin disappeared. No one knew where he went, and no one would care. The war between countries continued, and people still lived."

"It was not until two years later that a strategist named Su Qin suddenly appeared in a country named Yan. He was well dressed and had a very elegant conversation. The king of Yan State admired him very much. This man named Su Qin was valued."

"In the following years, Su Qin went to different countries one after another to lobby the monarchs of each country. The monarchs adopted his suggestions and united to form alliances. Su Qin was also named the prime minister of six countries at the same time, becoming the most glorious strategist in the world."

"Later one day, Prime Minister Su Qin drove by a remote village. Two farmers who were plowing land by the fields saw his convoy. One farmer said, 'Look, does Prime Minister Su Qin look like the son of the village leader Lao Su? That poor scholar also seems to be named Su Qin."

"The other farmer thought about it and laughed. He said, 'It's just that the name and appearance are a bit similar. How could they be the same person?' The farmer who spoke first also laughed. He said, 'It's true that the scholar in the Su family is poor and pedantic, and his temperament is different from that of this prime minister. He must not be the same person.'"

The woman named Liu Yanshi told me such a bizarre and strange story in a fairy tale tone. Finally, she sighed leisurely:

"This is the earliest story about Kuangyan Master in history. But it is just a story, and its authenticity does not matter. What I want to tell you is that Kuangyan Master has never been a liar."

She paused and said softly:

"The liar is just a liar, but the crazy teacher... is a complete madman."

I didn't say a word and expressed my acceptance. I had studied psychology many years ago and saw many cases of mental illness. Naturally, I also knew the existence of "coordinated multiple personality disorder". Normal patients with multiple personality have independent experiences and memories, and cannot share memories with each other. However, coordinated multiple personality is an absolute exception. Each of their personalities can communicate freely, or even share a body through consultation... As for people who can actively create a virtual personality, it is unheard of.

The so-called crazy words are a group of madmen who realize their dreams. They pull a soul that completely fabricates their own personality and experience into their own body, just like they have made a contract with the devil in order to achieve certain purposes. When I think of the real existence of a "my sister" in the body of the woman named Liu Yanshi, I can't help but feel creepy.

In order to make me believe in the existence of Kuangyan Master, this woman did not hesitate to use this method that violated human nature. In a sense, it can even be said to sacrifice half of her soul... What is her purpose?

"You may not be interested in these things. I also know that it is impossible to convince you to become a crazy talker..." Liu Yanshi sat back on the chair, clasped his hands into fists and placed them on his knees, and his green and yellow nails pierced into his flesh:

"So, next... I will confess to you - as a crazy talker."

When she said the next sentence, her face seemed to be a little self-deprecating, and I seemed to be able to see the sorrow in her eyes.

"Shi Zuocai... do you know why your adoptive parents gave you this name?"

My heart was arrested for a moment.

Liu Yanshi continued:

"In March 2007, an article about ancient books was published at the academic forum on the Intranet of South China University of Science and Technology. The author was a professor of the History Department of South China University of Science and Technology, Shi Shengnian."

I didn't say anything.

"The content of the paper is very ordinary, it is nothing more than a summary of the historical documents of several dynasties. At the end of the article, I have made some thoughts on the relationship between the characters and the times. After this paper was published, it did not cause much response in the academic community - in fact, it fell into the depths of the posts of the Academic Forum of South China University of Science and Technology in just one week."

"This incident shouldn't have caused any turmoil. It was not until half a year later, a corporate media writer was searching for information online and accidentally flipped through this article about historical current events. The reporter was only half-savvy and had a little understanding of history, but accidentally found some strange and interesting details from the paper: many narratives about major historical events in the paper seemed to be related to some not-famous historical figures at that time. Professor Shi Shengnian also listed a lot of detailed information as evidence... Of course, the reporter would not care about the academic significance of this article, but he discovered the commercial value of it - he split many of the contents of this article, took it out of context, selected the more curious parts, took a very conspicuous title, and posted it on the entertainment version of the news website."

When he said this, Liu Yanxi suddenly took a deep breath, and her chest seemed to tremble:

"Really speaking, even if readers see this kind of sensational news, they just smile and forget it. No one will care... However, one after another, accidental links were connected in the next half month... First, a screenwriter who was unknown on Weibo reprinted the news and expressed his own opinions, and then a well-known university professor, even some authoritative figures of the historical society, and even the academic masters... More and more influential people discovered this article, joined the discussion, and put forward their own opinions and opinions to prove the arguments. The whole incident was spreading more and more like a spark. Later, some people even found that the type of people described in the paper seemed to exist in the modern era in the same way..."

I suddenly sneered:

"And then in December 2007, the major corruption case involving nearly 100 people, right?"

Liu Yanshi trembled unconsciously and nodded silently.

"What you want to say is nothing more than the hundreds of people arrested and sentenced in that case. They are actually all existing Chinese slang masters, right?" I said lightly: "So what? What does this whole incident have to do with me?"

Liu Yanshi slowly shook her head. After a long time, she seemed to use a lot of effort and make a very light sound:

"That 'great purge' was called the doomsday of Master Kuangyan... The day my parents were shot was exactly my seventh birthday."

"So what?" My voice was so stiff that there was no emotion. I didn't even look up to look at the woman on the other end of the table:

"What do you want to explain? Your parents were killed. The fuse of all this was a paper written by my adoptive father. So you came to me as a sage? Is there any causal relationship between this? Are you going to seek revenge on me? Are you going to do it now? Isn't there any anti-wolf spray in your pocket?"

"Don't you understand..." It was not until this moment that I felt the true anger from this woman's words. Her voice was faintly filled with a nasal voice:

"How could this happen so coincidental? Do you really think your parents intentionally killed all the Kuangyan Masters? Do you really think that your parents' car accident was an accident? Shi Zuo Cai... don't you understand what the name your adoptive father meant? Mr. Shi Shengnian... he is also Kuangyan Masters!"

"I know." I replied quickly:

"I know. How could I not know? Is Zuo? The left-wing left-wing Zuo, right? You mean my adoptive parents adopted me to train me to become a crazy teacher, right? What you want to say is that the leader of this purge involving hundreds of people cannot be my adoptive father at all, right? You want to say that there is someone else behind the scenes, right? I know all of these. Yanshi, you are more than one orphan at the age of seven or eight. What you want to investigate is something I have also investigated. Everyone knows the truth. You are not fools, right?"

I finally raised my head and met Liu Yanxi's surprised eyes that were frozen on her face, and her slightly red eyes.

My heart was cold, the calmer the soul, the more relaxed my body was - I even stood up, lazily knocked on the stiff neck, and laughed without any emotion:

"I understand what you said, and I can understand your feelings too. But now, tell me again that you have spent a lot of effort to return here from abroad to bring me into the gang, and that you and me should share the same hatred for the enemy and seek revenge by taking the enemy. I can only say..."

"You are so naive."

The woman opposite the table stared at me steadily, tears flowing deep in her eyes, and she refused to blink or speak, as if she was going to gradually freeze into an ice sculpture, but my tone was even colder than the ice sculpture:

"Miss Liu, you are very smart, and even the smartest person I have ever met - I will give this sentence to you intact. You have said before that I am an absolutely rational person, and sometimes even misled by reason itself - I will give this sentence to you too. Because at this point, we are completely opposite. You value people's hearts too much, so you are also bound by the so-called human nature. You can laugh at me for having been like a turtle with a head shrouded head, living a meaningless life in the room for the past ten years. Then I also ask you: Haven't you also lived in the shadow of the past?"

My words seemed to poke Liu Yan's pain point. Her body trembled slightly, looking shaky. If others saw it, it might really feel a bit pitiful. But at this moment I was unmoved.

"With your intelligence, you can't not know what that great purge means. Do you really think that personal can do it by using such a large amount of energy and creating so many coincidences? I think you have known it a long time ago. When you saw the police intervening in the incident in the news ten years ago, you should have known it. This involves a purest and most essential issue, the madman...or the priest and most essential ones two thousand years ago, the alchemist more than a thousand years ago, the strategist hundreds of years ago, the powerful minister, in fact, It’s all the same thing, words can kill people, and they can also ruin the country. If it is a chaotic world, there are many people like Su Qin who take the opportunity to take office, and leaders also need such talents. But now it’s two thousand AD. Do you understand what I mean? In this era of information explosion, the energy you talk about is thousands of times more terrifying than in the past. Just relying on public opinion alone can have an extremely terrifying impact on the entire social structure... Do you think there is any country that will allow such people to exist?"

Liu Yan's clenched fists slowly relaxed, as if he had been drained from his soul. I let out a long breath and concluded:

"For the past ten years, you have been blinded by your own hatred, looking for the mastermind behind the non-existent and false... I may be able to understand your state of mind. If it were me, maybe it would be that way that would allow me to find hope to survive. But in fact, you have always been very clear, right? So are you, so are I, we are not on the right path. But I chose to stand still and enjoy it; and you are sprinting towards the false goal with all your hopes, and praying in your heart that one day you can die in that state - like a moth that is blowing into the fire."

"I just want to say that it's time to wake up and keep dreaming... I'll die."

I didn't look at her anymore. I stretched myself and put on slippers.

"The Dragon Quest's playback game is over. I think we'd better never meet again after today... Just pretend you've never known me."

When I walked to the corridor, I paused and closed my eyes:

"Friendly suggestions: I want to go back to the bedroom and call the police and take a nap. Before the police come to me to take a record, should I kill me with your anti-wolf spray, or pack my luggage and go home to rest, as you wish."

"Yeah?"

Just as I raised my steps and walked into the corridor without looking back, Liu Yan's light gaze sounded behind my ears.

I frowned and turned around. When I saw Liu Yan's eyes turned around: she sat on the chair like a pony, her chin against the backrest, her eyes looked at me without blinking, and there were indeed two tears on her face, which looked a little cute.

"Is that true?" She repeated the words just now, and there was no sadness and joy on her expression on her face, so I couldn't understand what her words meant, but I felt strange in my heart.

"Do you really think so?" She blinked and tilted her head slightly.

"What does it mean?" I was a little stunned.

Liu Yanshi actually started to laugh. There were still tears on her face. She actually started to laugh!

"Sure enough... I always felt like we were." The woman sniffed, and she spoke with a strong nasal sound, but her eyes were bent very well, as if she was talking. The strange feeling in my heart had turned into uneasiness.

"So, so are you. The more critical the time comes, the more you like to speak out." Yan Shi reached out and wiped the tears from his face, looking like a child who had just cried. A wave of inexplicable panic gradually spread to my heart again. I couldn't help asking:

"What the hell are you... trying to say?"

"It's literal." Yanshi blinked again:

"Do you really think so?"

I haven't responded yet, she continued:

"If you really think so, why don't you tell me this yourself?"

A thunder exploded deep in my mind. The violent panic feeling that did not belong to me occupied all my consciousness in one breath.

The woman named Liu Yanshi blinked and asked:

"Speaking of it, what's your name?"

"…Mr. Zuocai No. 2?"

Notes:

Priestess (Tarot card)

Interpretation of the card: A smart person or woman may make a good decision. This holy priestess, sitting upright, holding a book in her hand, proves that she is full of wisdom and let her make a decision with confidence.
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