Many things are in a puzzle, and they can't realize the existence of the puzzle, which is the so-called authority obsession.

It's like when you're alive, you can never prove whether hell exists, and conjectures are just conjectures. But if you are sure of the outcome, everything becomes completely different.

is like Yang Jin at this moment-

She had only been suspicious, but she couldn't confirm it, so she only believed the mysterious woman's words for three points, and kept another seven points. But when Yang Jin had just seen the totem on Tsering Gesang's arm and heard the dreams he recounted, all the uncertainties had an accurate answer.

Thinking like this, Yang Jin sighed lowly, and then he almost said with certainty.

"I didn't want to believe it, and I couldn't confirm anything....... But Gesang, until this moment, I really believed what the woman said, she said that the little princess of Loulan would wake up from the flower soul and bring great disaster, and the scene in your dream was not the awakening of the flower soul. Now that this has been verified, can it be shown that all the irrationality of the Wu clan is a lie wrapped in lies, and everything she told about the Wu clan is true. ”

"If everything is true......."

Tsering Gesang's voice trembled a little, and his usual calmness collapsed on this quiet snowy night.

At that time, he was only a sixteen-year-old boy, and his biggest puzzle before was why so many strange things had entangled his family, and why he had started nightmares after seven strange days of awakening. But no matter how much he complained, no matter how much he dared to think, Tsering Gesang never thought that he had really provoked a terrible god.

Especially when there is such a shocking mystery of the ancient country of Loulan hidden behind it, such a result is far beyond the cognition of the teenager, so that the judgment and discrimination ability have become bubbles at that moment, and the emotions left are only helpless.

"If all this is true, what will we face?"

For some reason, Tsering Gesang had subconsciously put himself in a position side by side with Yang Jin, and even the adjective became "we", and Yang Jin did not refute it, and directly acquiesced to his description.

"The beginning, the deception, the curse, and the final demise. ”

When she said this, the girl's tone paused, and she suddenly raised her eyes and looked straight at Tsering Gesang.

The terrifying atmosphere that had haunted the whole night suddenly shattered at the moment of staring at each other.

At that moment, Tsering Gesang could hardly confirm whether it was tonight's nightmare that was particularly long, this conversation was not real, but there was a little more terrible content in his own nightmare for a long time, adding a bit of fresh pictures that had never been seen before. Otherwise, why are these weird and untrue topics so easily being told?

But Yang Jin's next words were indeed extremely real, and they directly shattered Tsering Gesang's last fantasy.

"Do you know who that woman is?"

"Who is she?"

"She is the Black Saintess of the Witch Clan. ”

..........

The night wind tore at the shadows of the trees, and between the shadows and shadows, the moonlight seemed to be shrouded in mist.

"The Dark Saint of the Witch Clan?"

"That's right. ”

Tsering Gesang came back to his senses from those long memories of those years, and time passed minute by minute, and some time earlier, he had never thought that he would talk so much with this strange man.

"I have already said the confrontation between the Black Saintess and the White Saintess, the Black Saintess suddenly appeared now, completely to prevent the monster who woke up from the flower soul to take revenge, and if you want to stop her, it is naturally indispensable to expose the deception of the ancient kingdom of Loulan. ”

"Scam?"

When the young man's tone paused slightly, Bai Cai considered Tsering Gesang's confession and chuckled lowly. He is clearly the culprit of the whole thing, but at this moment, he can still hide his emotions without leaking, almost slowly sorting out the context of the matter from the young man's narration.

Bai is like a hunter who has been guarding his prey for a long time, and in several temptations and confrontations, he figured out the habits and psychology of his prey, and finally waited for the moment when he was sure enough, and casually put away the huge net. Those Bai already knew, but now they were just making another confirmation, confirming how this young man who had nothing to do with the Wu Clan understood things. There are also those things that Bai deliberately came to Tibet to investigate, trying to rearrange the clues from the situation that was almost out of control, so that everything could be calmed down without affecting the overall situation.

Even because of too much self-confidence, Shiro can still show the patience of cat and mouse.

He did not hesitate to listen carefully to Tsering Gesang's thoughts, appreciate his analysis, experience his panic, and then use the necessary points to arouse his more thoughts, and peel back the cocoons of those hidden problems, revealing them little by little.

"This is a terrible deception, it is a conspiracy of the world, the secrets of the ancient kingdom of Loulan sound quite exciting, but what does these things have to do with you? Tsering Gesang, did you choose to stand on her side just to protect Yang Jin in the first place, and planned for so many years, to the extent that later?"

Bai didn't say it thoroughly, but Tsering Gesang knew that he was metaphorizing something.

There is no need for Tsering Gesang to confirm the extent to which this strange man knows him, so at this moment, he just took off his guard and directly told the reason that the person was exploring.

"Didn't I see a woman in a mandala flower?"

"What's wrong with that woman?"

"That's the little princess of the ancient country of Loulan, logically speaking, she had nothing to do with me, but Abba brought that mandala flower home....... In other words, it was the flower soul who chose to go home with him. This may be a unique connection between the underworld, or it may be a variable that appears on a specific occasion in the destruction of the sacrifice, in short, Abba actually got a glimpse of the secret of the flower soul, and after the transfer of those seven days, the person who bears this secret has become me again. ”

"So what?"

"Therefore, the death situation of the ancient kingdom of Loulan has changed, and things that should not have been known by outsiders have actually been leaked. Similarly, there is a slight deviation in the reincarnation of the tight seam, although the final result is not certain, but this does verify the words of the Black Saintess - the plan of the little princess of Loulan may be broken, and the endless reincarnation of the Wu clan is not impossible to end, all this is just a lack of a suitable opportunity, a little less thrust. ”

This sentence was originally said by Yang Jin to Tsering Gesang back then, but at this moment, he repeated it as it was.

It wasn't until Yang Jin finished telling all this that Tsering Gesang knew that what happened to Aba was not groundless.

It was precisely because he really saw things that he shouldn't have seen at the beginning that he encountered those later changes. Now Tsering Gesang is experiencing pain, Abba has also been tortured for many years, and even from a certain point of view, he is also a victim. Being contaminated by the monster awakened in the flower soul is destined to change fate, which is not something ordinary people in the world can bear, and it cannot be controlled by a single person. Abba didn't think about saving himself back then, but no matter how resolute a person is, how can he resist the disaster brought about by the unbearable flying disaster.

But it's one thing to know the cause of the facts, it's another thing to forgive what has been hurt.

Tsering Gesang doesn't think of himself as a savior, he can't save everyone, and he doesn't want to save anyone.

Abba's innocent side is of course, but the harm he has brought to the whole family over the years, and the unprovoked beating and scolding and reprimanding of Tsering Gesang are also real. The wound has long been left, and the flesh and blood are still blurred for many years, how can it be easy to talk about forgiveness.

Yang Jin's relief made Tsering Gesang understand a lot of things, but also strengthened his determination to get rid of fate, and it was also at that time that Tsering Gesang and Yang Jin became a certain degree of community of interests, they began to silently prepare for the same goal, and the feelings between each other became stronger and stronger under this bond, until many years later, they were entangled, and they could no longer be separated.

As Tsering Gesang reminisced about these past events, Bai's eyes were quietly sharp, sweeping down his cheeks from top to bottom, and finally let out a low laugh.

"So, have you decided to join forces to overthrow the reincarnation of the Wu Clan?"

"No, we never wanted to overthrow something, we just wanted to save ourselves. ”

That sentence was almost accompanied by a sigh, and after the passage of time, Tsering Gesang could easily talk about life and death, but the emotion between the words was still unavoidable.

It was a short period of time, and it was inevitably pale in the long history.

"If I am consumed and entangled by the flower soul, I will only be left with a dead end in the end. Not to mention whether the endless nightmares will drive me crazy, when that mandala flower has absorbed enough essence, I will be squeezed dry by it when I am forced to be a provider, and then the flower soul will find a new master, and I will become an innocent victim......."

Tsering Gesang sneered, the corners of his lips curled with mockery, and then he raised his head to meet Bai's gaze.

"If you were me, would you be willing to be sacrificed like this?"

.........

After the shocking secret, there was a long silence.

The two young boys and girls who are not too big are facing the mysteries accumulated for thousands of years, just like the helplessness caused by suddenly opening Pandora's box, it is the same confusion and entanglement, the same helplessness and fear. For those things that are unimaginable, they don't know how to deal with them, but they have to face them and meet the shackles brought by this fate.

It wasn't until the girl's soft and nice voice broke the silence that Tsering Gesang finally came back to his senses from a huge trance. He seemed to have suddenly woken up from a strange dream, the black nightmare dragging him into hell, the coiled fear overlapping with the repeated nightmares, as if filled with a sense of uncathartic sorrow.

And all these emotions reflected the snow-colored cold light on the full moon night on Tsering Gesang's arm, making the tangled mandala flower totem more distinct and sometimes sharper, and Tsering Gesang only felt that he was about to lose his breath.

When soggy despair struck, Yang Jin's words became his only lifeline.

"Gesang, do you believe me?"

The sixteen-year-old didn't ask much about this sentence, and he didn't even know what Yang Jin was referring to, whether it was about the terrible legends of the witch clan that Fang had just told, or the bleak future that was still dark to this day.

Looking at the girl's clear and moving eyes, he nodded without thinking about it.

"I believe in you. ”