This is how life in the Imperial Army Military Academy began. Here, there are no other distractions at all. There is nothing but training from morning to night every day. Masao Inoue is like a devil, using all kinds of incredible methods to torture these people from China.
officers, especially Ma Xingkong, whom he hated the most.
He was asked to do something that others did once, twice or even three times. When others ran once, he was asked to run three times. At the end of every day's training, some people didn't even have the strength to pick up a spoon to eat and fell down on the bed.
Above that, I am guaranteed to fall asleep within five minutes.
Mu Yunchen is the most inconspicuous among these people. He always trains unhurriedly every day, his grades are neither good nor bad, and he does things neither fast nor slow. No one pays attention to this Chinese man with gold-rimmed glasses.
According to the school's regulations, Ma Xingkong, a student from China, is not allowed to go out on weekdays, but he is still treated with some treatment. He can enter and leave the school at will on rest days. That afternoon, after the training, Mu Yunchen found Ma Xingkong and called him.
In a quiet and uninhabited place, he lowered his voice and said: "Go out with me tomorrow to meet someone. Our action has begun!"
The streets in Kyoto are not wide, and the pedestrians coming and going are all in a hurry. There is no sound on the whole road. Everyone is immersed in doing their own things, and no one wants to say unnecessary words. Kyoto is the political and economic center of Japan.
Shops of all sizes and a steady stream of cars are moving like snails among the crowd.
Kyoto City has a very long history. The buildings are planned after the style of Chang'an, the capital of my country during the Tang Dynasty. It is square and square, and the streets are crisscrossed horizontally and vertically. And because Japan is an island country and is close to the sea, the people have no time to make a living by fishing and hunting. In Kyoto Fishmongers of all sizes can be seen everywhere on the streets. Even the air has a faint smell of fish.
Since the Meiji Restoration, many schools for the army, navy, aviation, artillery and other services have been opened around Kyoto. From the smallest boarding boy military school to the Imperial University that trains senior generals, you can see people wearing different colors on the streets at any time.
Soldiers in military uniforms come and go.
Ma Xingkong and Mu Yunchen wore dark blue military uniforms and round, large-brimmed hats on their heads. Without speaking, everyone thought they were Japanese officers. One of them was elegant, the other was rough, and they were tall.
Its advantages have made many Japanese women look at it sideways.
After turning two streets, Ma Xingkong and the two walked into a quite prosperous street. Although they didn't know the name, there were often large or small shrines on both sides. The Japanese believe in Chengdu, which is much more pious than the Chinese.
, it can be said that there must be a shrine within three or five miles of Kyoto, which enshrines various gods. From the Japanese creation gods Izanagi and Izanami to the Buddha Gautama who was introduced to Japan not long ago.
, and the Western Christ Jesus are all worshiped.
After bypassing another earth slope, a temple appeared in front of Ma Xingkong. Japanese temples are different from Chinese temples in height. The construction of the houses is almost very similar to that of the surrounding residential buildings. They are generally two-story, and can also be divided into main halls and side halls.
There are no mythical animals at the gate, only a sign written in black pen. The sign explains the name of the temple and the gods it worships. When you walk into the yard, there are large gardens on both sides. Cherry blossom trees are an essential plant.
To put it bluntly, Japanese shrines and temples, in addition to their functions of worship, are also free small parks. People can also do some sightseeing and relax after worshiping. Today, Ma Xingkong came to a Buddhist temple to worship
The Great Merciful and Compassionate Guanyin Bodhisattva. When you walk through the gate, you can see a group of good men and women kneeling in front of the Bodhisattva, kowtow and pray.
Mu Yunchen seemed to be very familiar with this place. He led Ma Xingkong around the main hall and got in through a small door on the side. He stopped at the door of a Zen room. He looked around and saw that there was no one there, so he stepped forward and knocked.
Door.
"Really?" someone inside asked in Japanese.
"It's me!" Mu Yunchen replied in Chinese.
It was not long, and the door of the Zen room opened. A young monk with a bald head stood at the door. He was said to be in his forties or fifties, with a round face, small eyes, a small nose, and two thick slices.
Lips, life seems to be good, and the flesh on the face is slightly drooping downward. There are nine ring scars burned on the shiny bald head. The khaki cassock is gridded into squares with gold threads. He clasped his hands together and said the Buddha's name.
Only then did they let the two people in.
"Let me introduce to you, this is Master Tongming! He has been in Japan for more than ten years." Mu Yunchen said to Tongming: "This is the Marshal's guard battalion commander Ma Xingkong, who came to Japan with me.
If I can't come, I will let him come."
Tongming nodded: "That's great! You've been waiting in Japan for ten years incognito with me, and today the result is indeed there!"
Monk Tongming himself was also a child sent to Japan by the former Qing Dynasty to bleed, but he was much earlier than Mu Yunchen. Those who came returned to their country, and those who were arrested were arrested. Tongming remained anonymous, ordained and became a monk, always hoping that one day he could become a monk for the former Qing Dynasty.
Do some things. Unexpectedly, the Qing Dynasty was over, and he was also depressed until Mu Yunchen found him and explained his purpose. Monk Tongming agreed. For the sake of his homeland, he decided to resume his old business many years ago.
"Master! There will be another person coming to meet you tomorrow afternoon. The password remains unchanged. If you have any important information, you can give it to him and he will find a way to send it back to the country!" Mu Yunchen looked serious.
Tongming nodded: "I understand! This is called single-line contact. He only knows me, but not you!"
Mu Yunchen and Tongming talked about other things. Ma Xingkong listened quietly. From their conversation, Ma Xingkong heard that Mu Yunchen actually had a large network in Japan, and where did it extend?
, although I didn’t say how many people there were, it felt like there were at least a hundred people.
After leaving the temple, Ma Xingkong kept asking Mu Yunchen what role he played in this operation. It was obvious that Mu Yunchen had a serious face and could not speak, so he had to follow in dismay. When he walked to the street, Ma Xingkong
Finally, he couldn't help it anymore and grabbed Mu Yunchen: "Brother, you haven't said what we will do next. You and I are our own people, can you tell me first?"
Mu Yunchen looked at Ma Xingkong: "In our line of work, the first thing to remember is that I will tell you what you should know. If you don't know, don't ask. I am the person responsible for this operation.
Man, you do whatever I ask you to do!" Mu Yunchen pushed Ma Xingkong's hand away, turned and walked away. Ma Xingkong was bored and chased after him helplessly.
It was almost dinner time when we returned to school. In the school cafeteria, the Chinese and the Japanese clearly formed their own groups, and neither side liked anyone. Especially this Ma Xingkong, who made the Japanese jealous the most.
He always wanted to steal the limelight, and many things left the Japanese far behind. As soon as they saw him, all the Japanese's eyes lit up.
Ma Xingkong walked into the cafeteria humming a song and looked around to see what was being eaten. Suddenly he stumbled and almost fell. When he looked back, he saw a Japanese soldier pulling his feet back.