Chapter 383:

+ "Let me give you an example. Today, they are using wireless phones. Twenty years ago, if someone made such a suggestion, they would laugh at it. However, as we all know, forty years ago, for example, when the British General Roberts led, An army that entered Afghanistan in the winter fought in Kandahar. As soon as the news of his victory happened, it was learned in Mumbai, a thousand miles away, and the government with signal lights and telegraphs had to wait for many days of news.[] How is this? What happened? Can you or anyone explain?
"If I were to tell how this happened, those who profited from the telegraph and deep-sea cables would want to kill me.
"There is only one country in the world that can successfully explain this situation, and that is India; but India will not succeed until India is free. Once thousands of Indians have mastered the fact of freedom, they will forget superstitions. And understand that then they will claim their power and use it; then, the world will see and want to know; now, the world will also understand.
"Therefore, India must have freedom. These 350 million people who speak 147 languages ​​must have the freedom to set their own destiny.
"But there is only one way to do it. The world and India are bound by illusions. What is delusion? There is no other way than opinions. Therefore, India is subject to subjective opinions, and opinions must be necessary Create a point of view, make the opinion the least hidden, and therefore the easiest to change, this is the United States.
"Therefore, you have chosen two priests-one who knows and loves India; one who knows and loves America. Your responsibility is absolute. It will not succumb. You will Go to the United States and convince the Americans that India should freely set its own destiny.
"So follow and see what you will see."
He stood up as if sitting down, without obvious strength. It was as if a hand grabbed his scalp and lifted him up, except that I noticed his feet were pressed the floor so that the blood left them behind, so I think the secret of this trick is perfect muscle control , Although how to do this is another matter.
The princess did not want to live with Li Wei, but relaxed in intoxicating enjoyment. Regardless of the real motive of the Gray Mahatma, there is no doubt about her suspicion. She is looking forward to tangible and substantial profits.
The Gray Mahatma led Li Wei through the door he entered, wandering in his saffron robe, effortlessly appearing dignified or solemn.
"Be wise with you," Jin whispered. Then it is now again: "Don’t be fooled into thinking that what you see is supernatural. Remember, what you see is only the result of what they know, and Li Huai doesn’t know it. Keep working hard! Li Huai is going to see Something great, or I am Dutch."
Li Huai walked along the long corridor outside the room, but the gray Mahatma did not continue to walk straight forward. Instead, he found an opening behind the curtain on the wall and could only guess its thickness. Inside the wall is a six-foot-wide staircase, after passing two floors of internal masonry, it descends to an echoing, unfurnished hall below.
The lower hall was dark, but he found his way was easy. He picked up the lantern from a corner on the way and opened a door that led to the swimming pool and the court where the flowering bushes were under the marble stairs outside. . . When the lantern was raised, the lantern did not light up. I didn't see how he lit it. Obviously, it is an ordinary oil lamp with a wire handle, which can be carried with him. After he lifted it for half a minute, it seemed to illuminate. I caught Jin's attention.
He replied: "I have seen that before." But he did not say whether he understood the trick.
The moment Li Huai showed himself, Ismail ran to see Li Huai, but when he saw Mahatma, he stopped, knelt and put his palms on the stone flag and on his forehead. For , this is a very strange thing, especially for Hindus. But Mahatma didn't notice him at all, and walked straight over, as if he had never been there. Of course, he could hear Jin's footsteps and then hide behind him without turning his head, but he seemed to ignore the existence of Li Huai and walked away alone, as if doing business, which was a bit ridiculous. He behaves like a priest, a liar or a fanatic like anyone I have ever met, and no gallery curator or theater laureate has ever been honored for a performance because of his concern for his own importance.
He walked all the way through the same bronze door that Li Bai entered, until he came to the cage, the old black panther roared behind the railing, and stopped behind him. Then something remarkable happened.
Initially, the panthers started to run forward and backward, just like barbarians in cages usually when they want to feed them. Throughout his age, he looked as full of fighting spirit as a young man who had just been arrested, with his long yellow fangs gleaming from under his curled lips until the Mahatma spoke to him. He only said a word that I could hear, and I couldn't understand what it was. But the black barbarian immediately fell to the corner of the cage farthest from the iron door, and then Mahatma opened the door without using any keys I detected. The padlock may be a trick, but I know it; when he touches it, it disappears.
Then he finally noticed Jin and me again. He stood on the side, smiling, and motioned Li Huai to enter the cage in front of him. I used to be all sorts of indiscreet idiots during that time, and I dare say that the king is the same, because most of Li Huai are still young. But I also hunted black panthers, so did Kim, and even walked into the black panther's cage with my bare hands. This is the reason for my lack of experience. The more you know about Panthers, the less likely you are to be Panthers. it's getting dark. You can see that the orc’s yellow eyes are shining, but now the other parts of him are gone, because he perfectly matches the shadow; however, as a cat, he can see Li Huai, and a person should walk in The probability of that cage is about ten trillion.
Mahatma said: "Fear is the existence of death, death is a delusion. Then follow me."
He walked straight in and placed the lit lantern on the farthest side of the leopard, and I could hear its claws scratching on the flag.
"For God's sake, shine that light on him!" I urged myself that I had to use the lantern many times at night to protect them from the big cats.
Mahatma said: "No, it bothers his eyes. For God's sake, I will hide it in front of him." "Li Huai can't wait here."
"Come on," King said, striding through the open door. I also went in because I didn't care to make hesitate. The curiosity disappeared. I was a mess, and I was angry at the absurdity Li Badi was doing.
The Gray Mahatma turned around, closed the door behind me, unknowingly squatting in the black cruelty in the other corner, complaining, groaning instead of roaring.
When the breeder pushed the leopard away with the cleaning rake, have you ever seen leopard spat and spring? There is no more dangerous beast in this world. However, in that dark corner, carrying the lantern purposefully so as not to confuse the black panther’s gaze, the gray mahatma stirred the beast with his toes, and accidentally drove him away, like You might push your favorite dog away! The Panthers crowded on the side of the cage and went behind Li Huai-to the front of the cage, that is, close to the padlocked door-he squatted and groaned again.
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