The noisy voice always lingered in He Manzhou's ears, like a reminder of something, she listened to the originally plain voice gradually became poignant, and the whispering in the half-dream and half-awakening gradually became a heart-wrenching question, and then all these emotions became stunned, maybe even the voice owner was sad.

So the illusion that had repeatedly tormented He Manzhou during this time struck again.

No, it's not.

It was only at this moment that He Manzhou suddenly realized that it was not accurate to call these tortures. This is clearly a calling, some mysterious push that makes her have to embrace something, maybe it is a predetermined fate, or a reincarnation of fate.

He Manzhou could clearly feel the sense of depression emerging from the depths of his soul, and the heaviness was never the thin air covered by heavy snow, but the overwhelming sense of aggression of an ancient civilization that was about to rebuild the sky after a long silence.

It's clear that you should be scared at this time, right?

He Manzhou's thoughts were very slow, and she asked herself silently, how did she get involved in these things in the first place?

She just wanted to investigate Lao He's sudden disappearance and take her father home, and then met Bai Yicong, and began to investigate many clues about the treasure of the bereaved king, found the scattered fragments of the "goddess's battle suit", found the conspiracy of the Wu clan that lasted for thousands of years, and found out that her mother was the unbelievable truth of the black saint of the Wu clan.......

Whether she was trapped in the mire step by step until she finally couldn't get out, or because of her intervention, some things that were sealed finally revealed little by little, these things He Manzhou didn't have an answer. But a lot of things are very clear, like scattered spider threads that have been glued back together, piecing together a whole web that tightly entangles everyone in the puzzle. And He Manzhou was soberly aware that his dream ported these, as if even the final result was held in her hands.

But what really surprised He Manzhou was that behind this depression was expectation.

Just like the expedition in Dock City, she and Bai Yi climbed the wild mountains in the wilderness through the night rain and found clues in the ancient temple in the rain curtain, He Manzhou was afraid of everything behind the shrine, but he felt that everything was extremely close. As if she ought to know all this, to open Pandora's box with her own hands, just as she should have opened her arms to accept and embrace another soul in her body.

At this point, that feeling came more directly.

All the secrets were revealed, and He Manzhou could even feel that kind of expectation.

Or rather, the anticipation of the soul that had been dormant in her body for a long time.

With the heavy snow falling in the sky, He Manzhou spied on the scene in front of her, and she gradually couldn't see the snow-capped mountains that spread for thousands of miles, how the red candles burned out inch by inch, and the red candle tears that could fall. She only saw the delicate and perfect face of the beautiful girl, the thin veil covering half of her face, and the blue eyes couldn't wait to open, with all the arrogance in the eyes, like a goddess standing in the clouds overlooking the world condescendingly, but it was also so beautiful that others did not dare to look at it at all.

And when her gaze met He Manzhou, she unexpectedly softened.

"Who are you?"

He Manzhou asked in a low voice in her heart, in this field that others couldn't reach, she was surprised to find that the two of them could communicate in this special way.

The girl raised the corners of her lips and smiled, answering her unhurriedly.

You'll soon find out. ”

What is the answer? He Manzhou quickly asked, but this time the ethereal illusion did not give her an answer, and even the ethereal figure of the girl with the veil faded.

As if nothing had happened, it was just a hallucination caused by lack of oxygen and altitude sickness.

........

"A little further on, you're there. ”

It wasn't until Tsering Gesang's words broke the silence that He Manzhou was pulled back from a strong trance.

She subconsciously looked at Bai Yicong, and the warmth transmitted from her palm gave her the only comfort. Bai Yi took He Manzhou from his fingers interlocked, patted the back of her hand gently, and after a short period of reassurance, he raised his eyebrows and looked directly at Tsering Gesang, unconcealing the sharpness in his gaze.

"So, what about you?"

"Me?" the corners of Tsering Gesang's lips raised, and he responded to Bai Yicong's words casually, "I am your guide, of course I will show you the way, is there anything to question about this?"

Snow Mountain seems to have given this nineteen-year-old boy a complete home status, after all, Bai Yicong and He Manzhou are just two strangers, while Tsering Gesang has been to Kawagebo Peak countless times, and has come alone for countless nights, waiting for the goddess in his heart to meet in that small cabin, which is not unfamiliar.

This holy mountain, which is extremely mysterious in the eyes of others, is accompanied by fear and awe whenever it is mentioned, but it is a beautiful memory in Tsering Gesang's mind, and it can be recalled when you think about it.

In addition to the certainty brought by familiarity, of course, there is also the influence of external factors.

Regarding the current situation, Bai Yicong and He Manzhou may not be clear, but Tsering Gesang knows better than anyone else. Everything was under Shiro's control, and the moment the red candle was lit, the plan had already begun. Unless the "Goddess's Cloak" is awakened, unless the sleeping gods are awakened again, everything will never end, but will never die.

And when Yu Ruyi reappears, Yang Jin will be freed from that terrible cave.

......... I hope so.

After that, there was the expected silence.

It's still day, but the passage of time is silent, and it's night in the blink of an eye.

The thick night became mysterious in the snow, and as the sky suddenly turned to dark, everything around me became darker and darker, and the road ahead became more and more difficult. Although Tsering Gesang just said that this is the cave they are looking for, there is no change in the four fields, except that white is white, and they can't really see anything.

Until a sudden wind tore through the night, and the heavy clouds were torn open.

Under the dark moonlight, the vast white snow seemed to be thicker, the flickering candle flame was finally extinguished, and Tsering Gesang stood up.

"You two keep up, and I'll take you to the entrance of the cave. ”

Bai Yicong and He Manzhou looked at each other silently for a second, and then nodded silently.

After receiving an affirmative answer, Tsering Gesang walked in the front, Bai Yicong and He Manzhou followed, and the three of them braved the heavy snow, stepped on the snow with a deep foot and a shallow foot, and walked through the potholed and tortuous mountain road little by little. The cold moonlight through the heavy snow, even a short distance close to him looked dim, He Manzhou barely managed to stabilize his mind, and could vaguely see the outline of the Babel Pagoda buried by the heavy snow, as if towering into the clouds.

Why is there a Tower of Babel here?

So is this out of illusion, or is it just reality? Or the boundary between fiction and reality has long been broken, and all dormant crises have become acute, and the time has come for the final reckoning. And He Manzhou will also face the mysterious girl she has been reluctant to face, and has to make a final choice, if Pandora's magic box is really opened, everything will not go back.

So, is such a choice right or wrong, and can she really make a choice based on her own cognition?

Probably thinking about things from the bottom of his heart, He Manzhou became especially silent.

Hiking boots are down your ankles in the thick snow, and safety has become the only rule of thumb when driving on rough mountain roads, and it doesn't matter if you look good or not. The night conceals enough sins, the dark moonlight casts a faint glow, the gloomy sky takes on a sickly oppressive feeling, and the scattered snowflakes obscure the road ahead, and the forerunners have to carve a path in the vastness.

"Xiaozhou, this road is not easy to walk, are you careful...... Follow me. ”

"I know, oh, don't mother-in-law. ”

He Manzhou muttered in a low voice, his eyes were covered by drooping eyelashes, and the uneasiness in his heart was well hidden. But after all, he couldn't hide Bai Yicong's eyes, he saw his little girlfriend's external strength and internal strength very clearly, but he signed her hand tighter, and lowered his voice to reassure him in a low voice.

"Don't be afraid. ”

This simple sentence reassured He Manzhou for no reason.

The distance of just a few hundred meters seemed to have no end, and He Manzhou even felt that they had been spinning in place, and the snow was getting heavier and heavier. Until the last bit of moonlight was also covered by the misty snow, the cold wind passed, as if mixed with a strange sigh, the three of them walked to the end of the mountain road, He Manzhou finally couldn't help but whisper.

"How long is it going to be......."

"What's the hurry, I've waited for such a long mountain road, can't I wait for such a section......." Tsering Gesang smiled casually, and then added in a low voice, "Don't worry, it won't take long, soon." ”

Under the light of the flashlight, the short distance ahead became clearer.

Not long after Tsering Gesang's words fell, the road ahead quickly appeared, and a cave covered with weeds and vines appeared in He Manzhou's sight. The vast white snow clings to the dry vine branches, so that the cave is so hidden that no one will care if they just pass by.

But when Tsering Kelsang stopped, his purpose became obvious.

Under the gaze of Bai Yicong and He Manzhou, Tsering Gesang looked around, picked up a half-arm-thick branch, and took a few steps forward unhurriedly, just stopping in front of the cave. Then he lifted the branch and struck it the staggered rattan. The fine and dense snow fell with his movements, and the entrance to the cave was finally revealed.

With the meager light of the flashlight, He Manzhou stood on tiptoe and looked inside.

It was a boundless darkness, as if the mere look at it would completely engulf people, and in her ears were words that Tsering Gesang could not hear emotion.

"This is it, let's go inside. ”