The River Flows East to the Whistle

Chapter 1-Awakening

If time could come back again, Jiang Liu would choose to remember that summer afternoon more carefully.

The bright and hot sunshine outside the window, the noisy cicadas making people drowsy, the familiar boring classroom, half-dead potted plants on the window sill...

"...The above is the history of our Great Tang Empire and the West Turkistan Empire. The ongoing conflict between the two countries began five years ago, on April 157, 4 in the new calendar. The high school entrance examination is held every year, and we must remember it! "

The teacher's monotonous lecture sound is like a high-quality lullaby.

Jiang Liu picked up the laser pointer, marked out this passage on the tablet computer, and glanced at the time on the computer by the way. There were still 15 minutes before get out of class and school were over.

After school in 15 minutes, walk home in another 15 minutes, and use homework to kill an hour at home alone.

Then mom would come home from get off work, and the home would be filled with the reassuring smell of cooking.

In another half an hour, Dad's knock on the door will appear at the door. After dinner, maybe we can catch up with the TV series at 07:30.

This is my 15-year-old mediocre and boring life in the third grade of junior high school.

Jiang Liu put down his pen, propped his chin with his hands, and turned his gaze to the sunlight outside the window.

At that time, he didn't know, didn't know, ten years later, or even longer, he was always recalling that afternoon, the sunny, quiet, dull, boring classroom.

The last quiet time.

Suddenly, the ear-piercing air defense siren sounded unsuspectingly.

"Okay, students, please turn off the tablet, don't bring anything, go downstairs in order, and enter the air-raid shelter." The history teacher raised his head and announced in a monotonous voice like a lecture.

"Ahhhhh..." There was a wailing sound in the classroom.

Jiang Liu also lamented silently in his heart. Entering the air-raid shelter meant that it would be at least an hour before school could be over.

"Hey, let's go, let's go, you guys, put down the basketball and come out to play again." The history teacher urged me lazily, and the students were chatting and laughing, without the tension of the so-called air raid at all.

It's no wonder that although City C is located on the border between Datang and Western Turkistan, in the five years since the war started, the flames of war have never affected this place.

Moreover, this is not the first air defense warning. The previous few times have more or less been proved to be disaster prevention drills by the government and the military, and not even a big bird has flown in the sky.

These days, people just think of this as an annoying security process.

With the same mood, Jiang Liu stood on the playground, waiting in line to go down the stairs into the air-raid shelter.

Suddenly, a strange buzz sounded above their heads, and everyone raised their heads nervously. A few seconds later, an ultra-small unmanned aircraft flew over the heads of everyone alone.

"Is this what you're defending against? Hahahaha..." There was a burst of laughter from the crowd.

"I don't know, what should I do if the air defense alarm goes off during the exam in two days." A small voice sounded beside him, Jiang Liu turned his head, and saw a girl with a blue hairpin pinned to her head, who was in the same class. Classmate Anya, a usually quiet girl, was talking to herself timidly.

"Oh, maybe the exam doesn't count." Jiang Liu quickly answered the girl's question, and he was inexplicably nervous who rarely talked to the opposite sex.

"I don't know if I will retake the exam. However, if Jiang Liu has good grades, it should be fine." The girl named Anya lowered her head and said in a soft, barely audible voice.

This girl, probably, likes me a little bit.Jiang Liu, who had only read about this kind of plot in books, suddenly became at a loss.

Suddenly, Jiang Liu froze, he felt something was wrong.

In the crowd, behind Anya, was a little girl in white, five or six years old, with pale skin and silver-gray hair, staring at herself expressionlessly.

Jiang Liu's heart trembled for a while, how could there be a little girl here?

Suddenly, a feeling of uneasiness, like warm water waves, spread to him from all directions.

Jiang Liu was very strange, obviously he was not disturbed.

But the feeling of uneasiness continued, layer by layer, and his heart, which was only slightly trembling, was beating wildly, and Jiang Liu pressed his hands on his chest in pain.

Irritability, like grease with chili pepper, penetrated into the brain layer by layer.

Fear, like a trace of sour vinegar, corrodes the body in pain.

Anger, disappointment, worry, countless emotions surged with great force, and Jiang Liu bowed his body with a whimper.

"Student Jiang Liu, Jiang Liu, are you okay?" With the voice, a trace of concern Qingliu flashed in the torrent of emotions, Jiang Liu raised his head in pain, and saw Anya's concerned expression.

Are these emotions coming from other people?In an instant, Jiang Liu came to such a strange conclusion.

Suddenly, the ground under his feet shook violently, and there was an exclamation from the crowd, as if, where, there was an explosion?

In an instant, the fear of the crowd overwhelmed him. Jiang Liu yelled "□□" and squatted on the ground with his head in his hands. The strong emotions of nearly a thousand people on the playground made him unable to think, and his brain quickly turned into a chaotic mess. .

"Jiang Liu, what's wrong with you? Teacher! Teacher!" Several voices shouted beside Jiang Liu.

"Come to me, I can protect you." Suddenly, a clear consciousness crossed the chaotic sea of ​​consciousness and entered Jiang Liu's brain, "Come here, come here, look in the direction of the school gate."

Jiang Liu raised his head in a daze, and turned towards the school gate. Who was talking to himself in his mind?

He saw a middle-aged man standing on the periphery of the crowd, wearing a strange windbreaker, holding a roster in his hand.And on his shoulder, there is a vulture parked. Why is there a vulture here?

The man saw himself too, with eyes as sharp and ruthless as a vulture's.

I saw the man pointing at himself with the pen in his hand, and a person standing beside the man walked towards him. Jiang Liu recognized that it was the principal of the school.

"Student Jiang Liu, please follow me."

"Teacher, he seems to be unwell, let's go with him." I don't know which classmates were behind Jiang Liu and said with concern.

"No, you guys go into the air-raid shelter, I'll take him there to rest." The principal said in an unquestionable voice.

Jiang Liu felt that he was pulled away from the crowd, he turned his head hard, and took a last look at his classmates.

Then those familiar faces were overwhelmed by the crowd, and Jiang Liu found himself being dragged towards the school gate, where a small van was parked.

"Go up." The principal said as he opened the car door, Jiang Liu was surprised to see three students who were in the same pain as himself curled up in the car.

Jiang Liu looked back inexplicably, only to see the middle-aged man closing the roster in his hand and walking over with a gloomy face.

"That's all, let's go." With a deep and cold voice, Jiang Liu finally realized that the strange windbreaker was an old military uniform.

"Let's go, let's go, children, come on, come on." For some reason, the principal said this, and Jiang Liu saw the principal's face, which turned ashen.

Jiang Liu's arm slid across the principal's palm, and the principal's emotions came through his skin clearly.

It turned out to be a heart-piercing sadness.

Why?Why?

"Drive!" the middle-aged man ordered, the van started without hesitation, and sped away. Jiang Liuqiang pushed open the window, and saw the principal standing at the school gate, his slightly aged figure gradually shrunk and went away.

Familiar streets, calm pedestrians, and my own home in the distance, flashed past the car window and turned into a small landscape.

Everything is in the afternoon sun, walking away quietly like that.

Memorabilia of the First Era of the Tang Empire

On June 162, 6 in the new calendar, the West Turkistan Empire violated international conventions and carried out an air raid on City C, a border city of the Tang Empire.During the bombing, the West Turkistan Empire used sonic bombs that were banned internationally at the time, killing all civilians in urban areas, including those hiding in air-raid shelters, indiscriminately.

After detecting the opponent’s plane taking off, the military quickly entered five elementary schools and four junior high schools in the city, sprayed guides to promote awakening agents on potential awakened people, used resonance to find guides, carried out protective transfers, and successfully rescued guides, 23 .