Mountains and seas have a home

Chapter 142

Fu Zhong felt a faint coolness, rising from the bottom of his heart, like the twilight of distant mountains, the fog climbed up from the bottom of the valley, and when the sunset completely sank, it blocked the moon.

He keeps himself calm, Fu Zhong seldom gets impulsive because of a trivial matter, and his emotions don't show in his words.After turning over a few pages quickly, he was in no mood to continue reading, the sun was flickering, and dusk had fallen on everyone.

Putting the paper back into the file bag, Fu Zhong decided to ask the filer in charge of the investigation in the communication room.When he got up too quickly, the old injury on his leg was suddenly involved, and he staggered a bit.He stood leaning on the wall for a moment, then walked down the hallway.

"Have you investigated all types of bullets on the market?" Fu Zhong asked the archivist, "Military factories, transaction records, etc."

"Of course, Chief, please trust Xinghe's data processing capabilities." The archivist replied confidently. He looked very confident. "We can only track down formal transactions, and black market and smuggled transactions are not included."

Fu Zhong nodded, and turned sideways to let the archivist leave to do his own thing.Fu Zhong bypassed several doors to check the weapon system and the ammunition depot. He compared the pictures of the bullets in front of the computer, and the search results were zero.

Enter the name of Gnard's military factory, and a long list of names will pop up below, all of which are the basic data of various types of ammunition provided by Gnard for the Time Bureau.Fu Zhong finished browsing quickly, and while counting the time, he silently memorized the data of the bullets.

The door of the ammunition depot opened suddenly, just as Fu Zhong turned off the computer, an inspector wearing a hat came in with a folder in his arms, and was unscrewing the cap of the fountain pen.The inspector saw Fu Zhong, nodded his respects, then bent down and began to record on the label on the tin box.

"Do you have to check it every day?" Fu Zhong found a paper bag and put the portfolio in it, "Thank you for your hard work."

"It's not hard, it should be." The inspector took off the flashlight he was biting in his mouth. "Recently, a lot of materials have been shipped from the coordinate system, and they have to be recorded one by one and then reported to the higher-ups."

Fu Zhong glanced at the slightly dim ammunition depot. The halo of the flashlight was not large, and could only illuminate a certain corner. The traces of the crumbling of those boxes became extremely clear.From the small window on the other side, you can see the corner of the mountain and the sea, and the afterglow has dyed the glass into the color of Adelaide's silk.

"Report to the higher-ups? Why didn't I hear that there is such a rule before?" Fu Zhong frowned, put his hand in his pocket, and tapped his heel.

The inspector stood up, thumped his back, and turned his hat around so as not to block his view.He shook the folder to cool himself, and shook the flashlight while shaking it: "The regulations that came down not long ago said to regulate order and avoid waste."

He spoke softly, as if he didn't care, after all, he was just an inspector, and it was enough to complete the tasks assigned by his superiors.Fu Zhong looked away and thought for a while, without speaking, the inspector stepped over a box and came here to work, Fu Zhong made way for him.

"Mr. Fu," the inspector took off the pen pinned to his ear, and lowered his head to write, "Someday you tell your superiors that this job is very tiring. It would be better if a robot can replace me." gone."

"AI revolution? Then you're all going to lose your job. Also, who are you talking about 'on top'?"

The inspector took a look at Fu Zhong, and with difficulty clamped the flashlight under his armpit for illumination, he said: "The order from Beijing, a new generation of Xinghe has been developed, our Xinghe system will be replaced, and all data must be transmitted. Go to headquarters, that's all."

Beijing?Why did the General Administration suddenly issue such an order? Is there something wrong?

Fu Zhong thought quickly, he didn't make a sound, nor did he express any emotion.The inspector tapped his fountain pen and muttered to himself, tiptoeing with his index finger to point to the small series of numbers on the label.

"Well, just do what the leader says. Don't think about irrelevant dreams." Fu Zhong smiled lightly, as if he had never had anything on his mind, he walked to the inspector and helped him stick the flashlight in the hat "This is how the flashlight is used."

After speaking, he patted the inspector on the shoulder, then turned and left.The inspector stood there for a while, rolled his eyelids up, raised his hand to touch the shiny little thing above his forehead, and nodded: "So it's used like this."

After talking to himself, he turned around and continued to copy the data. The sunset outside the window was getting deeper and deeper, and the violet glass window smeared the air so that it seemed to have a scent of flowers.

Fu Zhong copied his pockets, stepped on the dim sunset and walked to the room he came out of. Ji Yao and Lin Cheng were inside.The shadow of Fu Zhong is like a leaf attached to the metal wall, flowing like a long canal.He considered his affairs carefully.

"Why have you been there for so long?" Seeing him coming in, Ji Yao put down the beer glass in his hand, and the amber wine dangled in the glass, "Is there anything difficult to do?"

With his usual faint smile, Fu Zhong easily put the paper bag in his hand on the side cabinet, then took off his coat, and said: "It's nothing, small things, it's not difficult."

Ji Yao glanced at the paper bag, paused for a moment, gestured casually, and asked, "What is that?"

"It's nothing, some things, I'll talk about it later." Fu Zhong waved his hand. He tied his coat behind the wheelchair and only had a shirt on. He turned around and asked Shanhua for a glass of cold beer, "What are you doing? Expert Lin."

"Please don't call me Expert Lin anymore, call me Lin Liu, please. I'm searching for signals, and I want to see if I can find out the cause of the magnetic field disturbance. EMP, do you remember that damn EMP last time?"

"Of course I do. What did you find?"

"Nothing at all."

Fu Zhong didn't speak, he clinked glasses with Ji Yao, then rolled up his sleeves and leaned against the porthole.Ji Yao glanced at him, shook the glass lightly, and asked in the same soft voice, "What's wrong with you?"

"I'm fine, it's fine." Fu Zhong smiled, stepped on his heels, and turned his eyes to look at the treacherous sea outside, "He Luan's signal hasn't been connected yet, wait a little longer. Another day is coming soon Now, how did the time go so fast?"

Ji Yao wrinkled his nose, a very small movement, but Fu Zhong saw it.Ji Yao nodded to show that he understood, and didn't continue talking. He lowered his eyes and thought, with a faint red at the end of his eyebrows, like peach blossoms.

"You're lying." Ji Yao said, he raised his finger and tapped the glass with his nails, "When you're restless, you step on your heels and divert your attention. I don't know what happened, but I think you If there's anything else, let's talk about it."

Fu Zhong turned his face sideways, his nose bridge was covered with a light halo, and the corners of his lips held the twilight, half warm but not cold.He was hit by Ji Yao's words, and his little actions could not escape the eyes of the old fox after all.Fu Xin felt uneasy, like a stone pressing down on a spring, not breathing.

After a while, Fu Zhong looked down at the luster of Ji Yao's hair, and asked: "Chief, Beijing has ordered that the Galaxy has been replaced, and all our current data must be reported to the General Administration. Do you know the news?"

Ji Yao raised his head, showing a puzzled expression, Lin Cheng's sound of typing on the keyboard stopped abruptly, and even Shanhua put down his work to look over.Ji Yao stared at Fu Zhong for a while, then turned around and hugged his computer: "I haven't received such news."

After logging into the system, Ji Yao checked his letters and found that there was no relevant information.He asked Shanhua and Lincheng, both of them shook their heads, expressing that they did not know the news.

"Why haven't we heard about it?" Ji Yao asked Fu Zhong, his tone became severe, as if he was asking, "Please abide by the rules and don't fabricate facts."

"I went to the ammunition depot and met an inspector. He said that he had to record the weapons every day and hand them over to the headquarters directly. In addition, our Xinghe will be replaced by a new generation of Xinghe. During this process, all All original data must be returned to the headquarters."

"Wei Shanhua, you are the supervisor of the weapon system, why is there a manual inspection? I remember that it was automatically entered by the machine before."

"Report to the chief, I don't know." Shanhua said, "I have to check, there must be something wrong here."

Shanhua quickly put on his coat and went out, with a gust of wind, he came back after a while, like a fish.When Shanhua came back, his eyes looked flustered. He glanced at Lin Cheng, and then reported to Ji Yao: "Indeed, it's exactly what Fu Zhong said."

"Everyone else knows?"

"Yes."

"Why didn't I receive the news that even a small inspector knew? I have been kept in the dark these days? What does the General Administration want to do? Do you want to monitor us all the way?"

Ji Yao sent the signal to the coordinate instrument, and then transferred it to the Beijing General Administration. This was the first time he directly contacted the headquarters after his first mission. He was greeted by an electronic female voice.Ji Yao slanted his shoulders to clamp the phone, and Fu Zhong helped him hold it.

Afterwards, Ji Yao started to get angry, but he didn't make it obvious. He pressed the center of his eyebrows, and it seemed like ten thousand volcanoes were buried in his chest.Fu Zhong pressed Ji Yao's shoulder to remind him to pay attention to his emotions, then hurriedly bid farewell to Shanhua, pushed Ji Yao out of the room, and went to the empty beach outside.A cool breeze blew on the beach and penetrated into Ji Yao's hair.

The halo of Dai Zi covered Ji Yao's hair, reflecting a waterfall-like bright color.The sunset in the distance has just subsided, and the clouds are as thick as tea, like cotton soaked in paint, all of which have absorbed the paint and swelled up.

The document sent by the headquarters popped up on the computer, showing that the General Administration sent the signed order to Ji Yao's computer at a certain time, and the evidence is conclusive.The electronic female voice said in the headset: "Please check whether the system has been compromised, or the files have been maliciously deleted."

"Damn..." Ji Yao cursed, took off the earphones, disconnected them, and finally the ear was clean.

Fu Zhong stood by and accompanied Ji Yao to calm down, and accompanied him to listen to the gusts of evening wind, which was blowing from the land, carrying the moist and coolness of the fog in the forest.Ji Yao rubbed his long eyebrows until a red mark appeared, then looked at Fu Zhong and asked, "Have you ever touched my computer?"

"I've moved. When you were in a coma a few days ago, I wanted to use your computer to direct the people below to do things." Fu Zhong said, without any intention of deceiving, he told Ji Yao everything he did, " I only use it when I have to, so I rarely turn on your computer."

"Oh, yes, that's good." Ji Yao nodded, he took off his glasses, pressed the sides of his nose and rubbed gently, "Then why is there nothing on my computer. The file was issued two days ago, I don't know anything."

Fu Zhong helped him tidy up his messy hair, rubbed his ears again, glanced at the infinitely high sky set off by the clouds, and suddenly said: "Maybe the time span is too long, the passage is too complicated, and the documents that came in a hurry were lost. In time and space, I can't find a foothold."

After Ji Yao listened to his words, Fu Zhong's voice was always reassuring, and his words were full of poetry when the wind soaked them.Ji Yao put down his hands, looked up at Yunyi, and suddenly felt that what Fu Zhong said was right, maybe he was lost in time and space, and could never find a place to return to.

"Well, you are really good at comforting people." Ji Yao smiled, the sky is so empty, there is not a single bird, only the long flowing wind shuttles in it, "You should write poetry, like Wang Wei, Goethe, Pushkin."

Fu Zhong helped Ji Yao put on his glasses again, and asked another question: "Why do you think the General Administration suddenly did this?"

"He wants to spy on us, no, maybe he just wants to spy on me. They have a lot of tricks, and they can do anything to achieve their goals. After all the data is submitted, coupled with Xinghe's perfect computing power, our every move It's under surveillance."

"Galaxy has been replaced, and it will become more and more sophisticated, complex, and terrifying. I don't know what intelligent programs have been added to the new generation of Galaxy, but I think some programs must be against us."

"You also start to feel that there is a problem with the time bureau? You should have felt so long ago." After Ji Yao finished speaking, he fell silent, listening to the wind slapping his front, and then slipped in from his sleeve, "It's their last Something will happen."

Fu Zhong pursed his lips and hesitated for a while, then said: "Chief, did you order the batch of bullets from the Gnaard Military Factory, and did you carry them with you? Besides the two of us, does anyone else know?"

Ji Yao got up and stood on the armrest for a while, and Fu Zhong supported him. The pain in his back didn't hurt much, and he should be fine soon.Ji Yao tapped Fu Zhong's nose, then reached into his collar with his fingers, pulled out the pendant of the necklace, and he untied the necklace.

"Why do you ask this out of the blue? I store all the custom-made bullets in the mustard, and I only told you about it."

Fu Zhong took the necklace from Ji Yao's hand, spread it in the palm of his hand and looked at it, he looked at it for a while, then put the necklace back on Ji Yao.Holding his shoulders and kissing his forehead, their shadows overlapped.

"What's the matter? Why do you ask this suddenly?" Ji Yao raised his eyes and asked Fu Zhong. He was smiling, a natural smile, with the light red of begonia flying on his temples.

Just as Fu Zhong was about to speak, a voice suddenly came from the communicator. It was a message from the communication room, saying that He Luan had connected.Fu Zhong asked Ji Yao to sit back and sent him to the communication room to talk to He Luan. When Fu Zhong raised his eyes, he saw a snowy light reflected on the screen.

"We have entered the mountainous area and are heading towards Mount Kailash along the canyon." He Luan replied, wrapped in cotton clothes, with ice and snow on his eyebrows, "The temperature is too low, we also encountered an avalanche just now .”

In the picture, there are towering mountains, and the towering cliffs on both sides are covered with hard ice shells. The meadow-like plants only climbed halfway up the mountain, and died unevenly on the spot.Under the snow is the blue-gray bare rock that is cut by an axe, while the place that is not covered by ice, snow or vegetation is brown or purple, which is the color of the clastic rock and sandstone that make up the mountain.

They have been walking along such canyons and river beaches for two or three days. There is no road and cars cannot enter, so they can only walk forward.Strong altitude sickness and running around day and night have killed many people.The main peak of Gang Rinpoche is still within reach.

"Are there any casualties?" Ji Yao asked. He sat and watched the scene on the screen. He saw several clusters of bonfires rising in the dark night, illuminating several round boulders.

He Luan put down his backpack and sat down with his back to the bonfires, as if stars were born behind him.He Luan breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Someone died and was buried under the snow, never to be found again. We escaped for a long time before escaping."

Ji Yao was silent, and Fu Zhong was also silent. Outside the glass door, the communication room was still noisy, and it seemed that the lively voice was especially quiet.Ji Yao expressed his apology, blinked his eyes twice, and sighed into a slight air current, disappearing into the gap of time.

"Where's Chen Wei? Why didn't I see him?"

"Something happened to him, so it's inconvenient to see people." He Luan glanced back, then turned his head and wiped the snow from his eyebrows, "It's really inconvenient, sorry. Chief, what's the matter with you?" ?”

Ji Yao touched his chin, he could guess what happened to Chen Wei.Ji Yao moved his lips, but still didn't speak. He sent the file on the computer to He Luan and said, "We got another reliable news. In a certain basin in Gang Rinpoche Mountain, there is a black It looks like the one in the picture. Have you ever seen it? Or seen such a building behind the main peak from a distance?"

He Luan zoomed in on the photo and a scribbled line drawing, and carefully identified what it was.After a long while, he shook his head and said, "I haven't seen it, I'm very sorry. Maybe I didn't pay attention. But we are going to reach the foot of the main peak soon, maybe I will see it."

"Okay, if you can indeed find this tower, please be sure to inform us. Where we are now, we have also detected an identical building. The most urgent task is to figure out the relationship between the two."

"We also encountered many strange things on the road." He Luan went on to say, he moved his fingers to prevent them from becoming stiff. "We encountered some monsters. They look like this, lurking underground, and like to pick cars."

He Luan sent photos to Ji Yao, which recorded a series of bloody incidents.Fu Zhong clicked on a picture, it was a complete monster corpse, and he recognized what it was at a glance.

"This is the thing that besieged us at the place where the Bolevit incident took place." Fu Zhong said, he called up relevant information and put it next to him for comparison. "It looks like a snake, has claws, and a human face. I I remember it very clearly."

Ji Yao folded his legs. He took the tablet to check the content on it. In order to collect samples and evidence, he took photos of key parts. The terrifying snake-like face with a huge mouth almost split the whole face.

Kind of disgusting.

Ji Yao let go of the tablet and passed the news to He Luan. Shocked, He Luan told Ji Yao that this thing was called "Climbing Dragon". Teacher Jiang Qu told him that Teacher Jiang Qu had killed many climbing dragons.

"Why are there so many similarities in two different worlds? Two black towers, almost identical monsters with snake body and human face, what is going on?"

"I don't know, chief, I don't know." He Luan said, holding his head in a daze, "Why do I have to go through this?"

"Yeah, why did you go through this?"

"Because Teacher Jiangqu and an informant from Zhan Niangshe told me that my father is still alive and he is in Gang Rinpoche, so I came here."

Ji Yao suddenly laughed, he turned up and down his sleeves silently, and said, "We are all the same, we are all the same."

He Luan saved the file sent to him by Ji Yao into the hard disk, and a figure walked by, with the light of the bonfire behind his back, the shadow turned into a huge giant.He Luan looked back, and a pot of hot water was handed to him. It turned out to be Teacher Jiangqu.

Covering the kettle in his arms, he dispelled a lot of cold air, and the cold had penetrated into his bones, and he couldn't get rid of it no matter what.He Luan was afraid that he would freeze to death, because the knee of his right leg had been aching for several days. If it really did freeze to death, he would not be able to walk out of the Daxue Mountain.

Jiang Qu sat down next to He Luan, facing the solemn snow-capped mountains that had grown for hundreds of millions of years behind the clusters of wormwood. His dark skin was like rough old tree roots, and the crevices in his wrinkles were filled with hoarfrost. .

"Chief Ji, this is my teacher, Zhandui Jiangqu." He Luan introduced to Ji Yao, "You haven't seen him yet."

Ji Yao tidied up the documents in his hand, looked at Jiang Qu's face, paused, and greeted him politely.Jiang Qu glanced at Ji Yao indifferently, said "Ni Hao" in Chinese, and then gestured to He Luan: "Did I bother you?"

He Luan asked Ji Yao for his opinion, and Ji Yao said he didn't care, so Zhandui Jiangqu sat in front of the screen, lit a "golden leaf" slowly, and slowly waited for the smoke to burn out.

"Are you a descendant of Ji's family?" Jiang Qu took a puff of cigarette, and suddenly asked Ji Yao a question without warning.

Ji Yao, who was sorting out the documents, heard Jiang Qu's slightly hoarse voice, shook her fingers, and replied, "Well, my surname is Ji, Ji of Four Seasons, I don't know if it's the Ji family you mentioned."

Jiang Qu brushed off part of the soot, and it drifted away with the wind, like smoked willows in March in the south of the Yangtze River.He squinted his eyes and stared at Ji Yao for a while, then slowly said, "Is your father's name Ji Songlin?"

Everyone was silent. If it wasn't for the screen, Fu Zhong would be able to draw out his gun and aim it at Zhandui Jiangqu's forehead.The corners of Ji Yao's lips tightened. His father's name had never appeared in his mouth, but today it was mentioned by a Tibetan who had never met.

After confronting for a long time, Jiang Qu still smoked slowly, occasionally stretching his wrinkles.He kept frowning and squinting his eyes, looking at the peak of the snow-capped mountain, as if Ji Yao's answer meant nothing to him.

"Yes," Ji Yao put on the armrest and clasped his fingers tightly, "Ji Songlin is my father. Do you know my father?"

Zhandui Jiangqu looked down from the snow-capped mountains, looked at his ravine hands, then looked at Ji Yao's face on the other side of the screen, and said: "I know your father, we used to be comrades-in-arms. I have seen you , I knew you when you were very young."

Ji Yao didn't speak, Zhandui Jiangqu saw his doubts.The canyon is very quiet, and there are occasional whispers of people beside the campfire, lest they disturb the immortals in the sky.Zhandui Jiangqu coughed twice and asked, "How is the bone?"

"What bones?"

"The bones contained in a sandalwood box, I gave it to your father back then. It was that time, when there was a lot of snow in Daxing'an Mountains, I remember it very clearly. After so many years, it's time to return the things."

Ji Yao thought of that box, and vaguely remembered what the bone inside looked like.At that time, a busker came to the family and presented the box to his father.Ji Yao didn't expect that the busker turned out to be this Tibetan named Zhandui Jiangqu, and after more than ten years, he miraculously appeared in front of him again.

"There are no bones here." Ji Yao didn't tell the truth.

Jiangqu was coughing all the time, and his old wrinkles were all crowded together. When he was relieved, he opened his mouth to speak: "It seems that you refuse to admit it. But if you see that box someday, please remember to return it to the original Owner."

"Who is the original owner?"

"...not human beings." Zhandui Jiangqu said, "It is hidden in the gaps and faults of time, and when you can open up the secrets of the universe and nature, you will naturally find it."

"What if you don't return it?"

"Then someone in your family will die soon. Good and evil will be rewarded."