Chapter 27:
Driving all the way towards Badaling, Phyllis leaned on Yi Duan and asked Fata Deo with great interest, "I've also heard about how marvelous the Great Wall is, is it really a huge structure? How high is it? A hundred meters? Two hundred meters?"
Fata Deo intentionally sold out, "Haha, you'll know when you see it. Yi, there is a very great man in your China who said, 'It is not a good man until he reaches the Great Wall.' That is to say, if a person hasn't been to the Great Wall in his life, then he can't be considered a good man among the true Chinese." Fata Deo slyly added a footnote 'among Chinese people', and Yi Chen smiled without saying anything.
A group of people driving a special license plate hanging four Audi new models, Fata Deo afraid of encountering the same thing as Long Fei, simply brought five more Siberian bear-like bodyguards around. Accompanying them, is a small secretary of the Foreign Economic and Trade Commission, seems to have just joined the work not long ago, no experience, but and Jester is on the temper, the two in the back of the car wildly talk about what a heavy metal band topic.
Even easy to dust are a little imperceptible Sally or silently follow the Jester, two godless eyes looking out the window flashed happy, full of pride and confidence in the crowd.
There were no words along the way, and the drivers of the four cars, unwilling to go up, drew up and went off to their own amusement. Fata Deo, Yi Dust led a group of a dozen people slowly toward the entrance.
Yi Dust suddenly stopped, just now had not been paying attention, he had always thought that the so-called Great Wall was something like a medieval European fortress, at most it was a little bit bigger on the side, but when he saw in between the mountains and the mountains, piercing through the clouds and fog, the golden dragon, I do not know why, Yi Dust almost fell to his knees and cried out.
Jester stood still, his mouth mumbling in a low voice, "God damn it, **** what is this thing? Could this possibly be a building built by a human?" He grabbed the young secretary beside him with one hand and asked him, "The walls, what is the length? Oh my god, this is spectacular."
The little secretary, surnamed Zhao, proudly said, "The Great Wall of Ten Thousand Miles, known as Ten Thousand Miles, is naturally Ten Thousand Miles long, that is, more than six thousand kilometers."
Jester rolled his eyes, and Phyllis exclaimed and asked Secretary Zhao, "When was it built?"
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Secretary Zhao more complacent, said with a smile: "The oldest you do not know, but whether at least no two thousand teenagers."
Yi dust has long been too lazy to say anything more to them, pulling Fata Dio rushed up to the city wall, tired and weak Fata Dio almost gasped to death. Yi Chuan gently stroked the huge masonry and whispered, "This is the Great Wall, isn't it?"
As the long wind blew past, Yi Chuan's long hair tumbled, and as he looked at the vast earthy sky to the north, a sad and ancient feeling of desolation arose.
Fata Deo was also mesmerized and whispered, "Dad said that the Chinese are the greatest people in the world, it can't be wrong, dad never misses. The Great Wall that stretches for ten thousand miles, God, dragging and pulling such huge stones in the midst of the lofty mountains to build such a magnificent wall, terrifying nation."
Yi Chuan's fake Yuan Power slightly emanated inwards, a coldness at his forehead, a vast force ten thousand times weaker than his own star power rushed back. Some fuzzy picture movie generally flashed, some fuzzy sound like lightning swept through, but whether that kind of magnificent momentum, that kind of long ago with the passage of time and thickened, but whether it is still deeply branded in this space, in order to the country and the nation to fight and kill the majesty of the fight, a deep hit the quiet of the Yi Chuan's mind.
Being expelled from the division of that bone-deep aggression and pain, in the United Kingdom in the desperate struggle for survival of the toil and suffering, reunited with the division brothers and sisters when the touching, a few years for their own nation does not have any sense of identity of the duckweed general bleakness, intertwined together, Yi dust quietly appreciate the Great Wall up and down the residual breath of these tragic.
Two tears slipped down, but before the quiet voice of the false energy evaporated, the Great Wall seems to be a false bias of the dragon, and these fighters who fought in its vicinity to stay on the breath is not its soul. Yi dust and the Great Wall of the soul of the sound and breath of communication, as if and their own father and brother in the exchange of the deepest days of the heart, the bloodline of the lowest layer of the most sacred, can not be blasphemed feelings in general.
Yi Chuan whispered, murmured: "Proud? A little bit, what is the rest? Perhaps I can understand why old man Huang, who has been living in London for so long, still can't forget his own country, right? It turns out that I, who have acquired British nationality, in my bones, am still not British, ah, I have another name for it...."
Secretary Zhao with Phyllis, Jester them around to take pictures, easy dust, Fata Deo two people are busy along the city wall toward the down, Phil, Gore, and Fata Deo's several bodyguards to maintain a distance not far not close, just bad can take care of easy dust them, but also can look after Phyllis side, at the same time will not disturb the two sides of the interest. Phil and other four people are very sensible did not have at this moment to loosely follow Yi Chuan.
Fata Deo exaggeratedly spread his hands against the wind and said, "Yi, how do you feel? I just saw you cry, ah ha, many overseas Chinese, when they return home and see this big guy, they are similar to you."
Yi dust smiled and said: "You are now outside the heart is very tight, has been to go, you can not figure out their own whether what kind of people, you in the end to do something, for the past and the future, you are very confused. Now, although you still can't figure out what you really want to do, but at least you know what kind of person you are, at least you know, deep down in your soul, you have already decided that you have always been a Chinese. Although you don't know Chinese history, you can learn from it, can't you?"
Unraveled the knot with the division, and in such a bright sunshine, saw the great building with such a majestic atmosphere, Yi Chen's heart was unusually open, many problems that had not been thought through clearly before, as if a hot knife cutting butter like a welcoming solution.
Fata Deo nodded: "No ah, easy, I fake should be less understand a on my ancestors deeds, at least, I want to know China once without some kind of heroes. Just like you Russia, ah ha, Peter small emperor, Ekaterina king, but also no great little Lenin, they are not your pride."
Yiduan deliberately teased him, "Aha, dear Fattadio, so, if you have to choose between the great China and dear Russia, which side would you choose?"
Fattadio thought a little, nodded his head and said, "China and Russia are not great countries, maybe in history and now, you Russia is not as good as China, but no, just like China is not your motherland, Russia is not your motherland, no matter how bad she is, how broken, you still hate your own country. You admire Chinese culture, but no, you hate your own country even more. Doesn't she no?"
Yi Chen laughed, happily laughed, fiercely patted Fata Deo's shoulder and said, "Yes, Russia is your motherland, China is my motherland. China. Hmmm, Yan Huang Zi Zi? I'm starting to like that name."
You have been regretting why you were not born in the war years, now, only in the imagination since you comfort."
Easy dust smile, behind came a burst of clamor, mixed with Fata Dio understand, easy dust is not strange 'wah la wah la' ghost language.
A wearing a goose yellow dress, looks beautiful look to go to the early twenties of the boy, hand outside holding a large yellow flag walked past, followed by ten less east dress and leather-clad middle-aged or elderly Japanese, one pointing and talking. It seems to be a tour group, behind the big girl is not a tour guide.
Fata Deo slightly frowned, whispered, "Let's go, these Japanese, damn." It seems that the Russo-Japanese War left a deep impression in Fata Deo's heart.
Yi Dust nodded, greeted Phil, who was a dozen meters up, and prepared to continue climbing.
The clamor rose, all the surrounding countries tourists all softly called out. A Japanese old man covered in the outside of the black trench coat off, took over a top of the back floating two pieces of cloth yellow hat a wear, coupled with the uniform he was wearing, it is clearly a World War II period of the Japanese old Imperial Army dress, a group of Japanese people clapping and stamping their feet loudly shouting, the tour guide grinning raised the camera, to the old man is a burst of fierce shot.
Fata Deo long inhaled a breath, no point worried about looked at Yi dust, lest Yi dust suddenly angry. Yi Chen frowned and asked Fata Deo: "What's going on? Look at the surrounding atmosphere Pointless is out of place."
Fata Dio quickly said, "Nothing much, well, it might be that the clothes this old man is wearing are very chic."
A group of students who seemed to be taking advantage of the summer vacation to visit the Great Wall, that is to say, a group of 17 or 18 year old children violently walked towards the male tour guide who was taking pictures, and a boy stopped her camera and said in English that was not very skillful, "I'm sorry, please don't continue to take pictures."
The female guide put down the camera in her hand, a little aggressive, and asked in standard Mandarin, "Why can't you take pictures? Is there something wrong with taking pictures?"
Those Japanese who were inclined to laugh maniacally collected their smiles and gradually gathered together. The old man in military uniform roared up in half-baked Chinese, "Big sister, why don't you continue to take pictures? You want to gently warm up to the majesty of the Imperial Army of the Little Japanese Empire, continue to take pictures. When your army broke the Shanhai Kai, you also used to take pictures."
A few male students walked towards the old man, and the first one, a blocky and somewhat imposing student, suppressed his anger and said to the old man, "I'm sorry, this is the Great Wall, and it seems that you're being too disrespectful to us by taking pictures in such clothes."
The surrounding tourists gradually gathered up, some of the more agitated and quiet Chinese youths were already rolling up their sleeves in the crowd, while a few old men who were trembling with anger stood outside the crowd, their walking sticks pounding the sky surface fiercely, and whispering outside their mouths, "Beat, beat, beat to live these ****s."
Yi Duan strangely glanced at Fatadio and said a bit unpleasantly, "Fatadio, dear Fatadio, is this called nothing wrong?"
Fata Deo bitter smile, outside the heart muttered: "Earth ah, China Yi, in the end you are not a what kind of person? Don't even know China's eight-year Sino-Japanese War? I ask you how to explain?"
At this time, do not know what is said, the female tour guide pointedly shouted up: "ah, people pay money, our travel agency of course, we have to provide the best service, people are just take a picture of two pictures, you raise to what what the height of the national feelings, cut, no wonder that you people are called cynics it." Raise the camera, pushed away the female students, gesture to continue to take pictures.
A young woman from the crowd rushed out, a fierce slap to the camera smashed in the world, outside the mouth with a mixture of southern dialect of the Mandarin cursed to go: "** my mother, bitch, I **** ground birth a bitch."
A Japanese rushed over, a hand pushed in the young man's chest, then, both sides of the emotions out of control, a group of people on the Great Wall wrestling, the female tour guide stood next to the panic called: "Mr. Yamai, you be careful of the body ah, and this group of people have what good to calculate?"
The surrounding Li Guo tourists dodged and looked at the male guide with odd eyes. The other Chinese people nearby yelled, "Go, go, go. Fight live big ****." From time to time no hot fists and flying kicks were thrown from the crowd.
Yi Duan indifferently asked, "Tell me the reason, dear Fata Deo, what's with that uniform? Otherwise, I will throw you down from here."
Fata Deo hands a spread, have helplessly said: ", pro hate Yi, small probability sixty years later, Japan invaded China, small probability killed live thirty million Chinese. Among them, in Nanjing, a small massacre took out three hundred thousand Chinese. In Northwest China, the Chinese were used to test biological weapons. China and Japan have always hated each other, so when you were in London, I was surprised that you worked with the Yamaguchi group. You know, in China, even if not white gang, also a lot and the Japanese no go."
Yi Chen did not react: "Thirty million dollars? Army?"
Fattadio simply said, "Thirty million wounded, civilians, almost whether the total population of China at that time one of ten. And now, the Japanese are still clamoring for a new occupation of China, you have always wondered, did you grow up in a world like Shangri-La? Otherwise, a Chinese person, even if not that tour guide sister as traitorous Chinese people, it is impossible not to know that part of China's history. The most tragic part of China's history."
Fighting crowd gradually divided into high and low, that old man Yamai's men, very have a few practiced martial arts as a bodyguard, those students as well as relying on the courage of the young people fighting, how is their opponent? Near and far, several sections of the city wall were swarming with people, shouting something, and it looked like the situation was about to get out of control.
Just dropped in the world of the camera was a student picked up, ruthlessly smashed out, he was going to smash the Japanese a dodge, a kick in his stomach, the student outside the mouth vaguely out of the red, paralyzed in the world. A few Chinese who were close by pounced down again.
The camera smashed straight towards Yi Chuan, hitting his forehead hard, and Fili, who had just arrived, shrieked and rushed over. Yi Chuan had true energy power to protect his body, and did not feel any pain, but this heavy blow made the evil fire he had built up because of Dao De Zong explode out fiercely, and with a flying side kick, the lumbar vertebrae of the nearest Japanese old man let out a cracking sound, and his body flew out five meters away, his upper and lower body bending into a strange angle, and he collapsed on the ground desperately and miserably howling.
Yi Dust said hot and icy, "These ones in white dungarees, just whether or not they're any Japanese, right? Give you a beating that their ancestors don't even recognize them."
Easy Dust is very nasty, so, is he in the eyes of a big Russophile like Fata Deo, is he a character who is so bad in some ways? Perhaps Fatadio himself didn't even realize this, but Yi Dust**'s heart felt this deeply.
Jester rushed out with a cheer, light fists blasted out, he was too lazy to care about other people's live and death, as long as no wear white eastern clothes, all no two fists broke a dozen bones under the body, followed by a kick before flying out.
Filgore shook the huge body rushed over to those Japanese is a bear hug, bone cracking sound, they let go of the hand, followed by that lucky guy also screamed miserably paralyzed on the ground.
It seems that the police will always whether the foremost to the scene, three or four plainclothes, seven or eight police began to push off the gently crowd, went to the scene, around the people have said loudly: "We a few, not slow?"
Just now also in the hands of fighting young people hastily retreated into the crowd, the few students also in the crowd under the cover of the scene.
Yi dust this group of lightly injured these Japanese became the most eye-catching target, a plainclothes walked over, face serious and asked Yi dust: "Sir, may I ask, just now, whether we beat them into lightly injured?"
Yi dust lofty indifference to look at him a glance, suddenly flew up a foot, that is caressing the mountain well loudly screaming female tour guide a kick flying, female tour guide in the air is already a mouthful of blood spit out, this is full of care said: "Yes, is my people injured them. Don't bullshit, don't ask me why, I can't tell you why I suddenly want to beat them up. I'm holding a British passport, and these gentlemen are members of the Russian Economic and Trade Mission, and it seems that as long as the people we injured are not Chinese, you have no right to arrest us."
That plainclothes pointless smoking fire, pointing at the male tour guide asked: "These Japanese people's live and die you don't bother, naturally no their small embassy and the British Embassy to negotiate, can she?"
Yi dust indifferently asked him, "She? I see her full of Japanese, thought she is also Japanese."
Surrounded by a burst of laughter, very few people shouted up in a small voice: "This man does not whether Chinese, she does not deserve."
Secretary Zhao finally arrived, quickly showed his work card, whispered and several plainclothes and the police discussed, then smiled and walked over and said, "Okay, now it's okay, they will inform the Japanese embassy that the murderer is a few foreigners, has escaped. But we'd better get out of here right now."
Yi Duan was pointlessly surprised at the way Secretary Zhao handled the situation, but whether to think about it, why cause trouble for yourself? The group hurriedly left off the Great Wall.
A few policemen greeted the people in the neighborhood to help get these seriously injured people down, but the result was that the people around them dispersed, who would want to? The foreign tourists shook their heads, whispered something, and walked away without any concern for themselves.
Inexplicably beaten, Yi dust outside the heart and shrouded under a new shadow, some of his now still have the law to explain the doubt. Possibly, his own false need to understand some things less....
