The ruined temple was filled with damp water vapor, and the sound of chanting was repeated.

The hypnotic trance feeling became stronger and stronger, He Manzhou felt that her behavior was uncontrollable, and the helplessness of the nightmare hit again, she slowly walked towards the direction of the temple gate, stepping on the scum falling from the ruins everywhere, and walking into the rain curtain in the sky.

"White is also from, white is also from...... Can you hear me?"

He Manzhou's lips touched up and down, and the sound of words echoed in the huge ancient temple, making an empty echo.

Obviously, no one answered her.

Bai Yi, who was traveling with him, had already disappeared, and their discussion of the ancient kingdom of Loulan and the goddess of the Wu clan just now was like a ridiculous farce, just an illusion that existed in He Manzhou's cognition. For a few seconds, she could barely tell what was real and what was unreal.

He Manzhou walked out step by step in this way.

As far as the eye can see, the mountains and forests are so desolate that they are a little infiltrating, and the moonlight has a cold white that is almost cold, gilding the withered branches and weeds all over the mountains with a cold light. He Manzhou obviously didn't take any rain gear, but the heavy rain didn't stain her at all, as if there was an invisible barrier separating her, everything seemed so out of place.

It seems that these are hallucinations that only she can see.

But if it's just an illusion, why is it so real? He Manzhou even felt that all of this was real, just like the shooting scene of a documentary, all of which had been recorded, and now it was replayed frame by frame, and it was played out in front of her as it was.

There was a faint pain in his temples, and the rain seemed to be falling heavier.

What appeared in front of He Manzhou this time was the familiar figure, He Sheng was holding a flashlight in one hand, wearing a black down jacket that had not been changed for several years.

The temple was pitch black, and the wind was blowing.

The rain was so heavy that the ground was blistered with mud and sand, and the surrounding scene was not realistic. He Manzhou watched Lao He's figure appear at the end of the mountain forest, because of the cold and tightly wrapped in a down jacket, after finally seeing this ancient temple, he walked a few steps quickly, shook the overwhelmed umbrella, and hurriedly walked into the ancient temple to avoid the rain.

The flashlight shone a faint dull yellow glow, the only source of light other than the flickering candle flame on the desk.

"Strange, has anyone been here before?" He Sheng whispered, and then he set up his umbrella by the old wall of the ancient temple.

With the extremely dim light of the fire, He Sheng looked around and couldn't help but let out a low sigh.

There are dilapidated frescoes on the walls, which have been oxidized by the paint and brushstrokes because of their age, and only the remaining parts are difficult to distinguish the outlines, except for the twisted and intricate lines, but they are enough to be called a startling find.

He Sheng came to the statue step by step with surprise on his face, and there were plain silver vessels on the desk, with delicate patterns carved on them, or it was not appropriate to describe them with patterns, which was clearly some kind of ancient language, and it was a mysterious symbol that made people unaware of it.

"These vessels...... Isn't that exactly what I'm looking for?"

Seeing the long wooden desk covered with red cloth, He Sheng's eyes lit up obviously, and his tone was full of surprise at suddenly discovering a great harvest. Then, he quickly took out the SLR camera from his army-green marching bag, and carefully patted the utensils again and again, and couldn't help but mutter.

"Xiangxi really didn't come in vain this time, who would have thought that there would be such a big harvest after coming. ”

That was what He Manzhou was very familiar with, and her father had a unique look when he encountered objects of interest or focused on academic research, and she knew that these objects had successfully attracted He Sheng.

And just after filming the sacrificial vessels, He Sheng's gaze stopped on the broken stones scattered all over the ground.

"This idol...... It seems a little strange. The camera twisted the angle, He Sheng aimed at the gravel and pressed the shutter, "This is not the Buddha of the Tang Dynasty, it should be a little farther away...... I think about it, maybe it doesn't come from Miaojiang, but the Western Regions, and I have to check it out when I go back. ”

The sound of the rain disturbed He Manzhou's heart.

She was in a hurry at the moment, but there was nothing she could do but murmur silently.

"Don't look into that......"

Countless emotions were condensed in He Manzhou's heart, but in the end, it was just an almost powerless sigh that He Sheng couldn't hear. Once, she didn't know what weird things were hidden behind this, but after hearing what Bai Yicong said, she knew better than anyone what this law phase represented.

He Sheng is clearly touching the taboo now, and it is the Loulan Priestess who is broken on the ground.

- It was an evil god who was not supposed to exist in the world.

But like countless experiences in a dream, He Manzhou could only be isolated like a bystander.

Once she watched Lao He walk into the mirage and dissipate into the ancient temple with continuous night rain, nothing could stop it. Now it's the same now, she can only see He Sheng finish shooting the broken magic images one by one like a treasure, and even in order to conduct more accurate research, Lao He also put a few pieces of fragments in the army-green backpack.

Can't touch, can't speak.

By now, He Manzhou already knows where the crux is.

Just like the butterfly effect, no one can be sure which small detail in the long river of time will eventually lead to a twist and turn in fate.

Everything has cause and effect, and this is the force majeure of fate.

In the dark, it even seems that the development context has already been arranged, like even if he does it again countless times, He Sheng will still walk in when he discovers this strange ancient temple. Serious scholars will certainly not miss such a mysterious topic, and will definitely take this valuable information with them for in-depth research.

Therefore, He Sheng's involvement in the ancient inheritance of the ancient country of Loulan became inevitable, and it was destined to those tragedies that happened later.

Many things that He Manzhou couldn't understand were revealed at this moment.

Sure enough, as Bai Yicong said, it was not by chance that the mysterious old man gave the key that could open the treasure of the relict king, the "Ancient Picture of the Tales of the Mountains and Waves", to He Sheng. It is precisely because he discovered this ancient temple, saw things that should not be seen, and was involved in secrets that should not be touched, that he would get into great trouble many years later, causing irreversible consequences.

The selection of Miao Jiang's topic has been put on hold so far, leaving a mess that cannot be investigated.

However, He Sheng did not avoid bad luck because of this, and all the wind and rain were unbearable thunder, until "The Ancient Map of Mountain Waves" was sent to him......

He Manzhou suddenly felt a deep sense of powerlessness, and at the end of the illusion, He Sheng sighed with surprise.

"I'll have to look it up when I get back, it's a great discovery. ”

.......

He Manzhou bit her lower lip fiercely, and the bloody breath between her lips finally brought her back to her thoughts.

At this point, looking at the ruins everywhere, she finally understood how the inexplicable familiarity came from at the beginning.

It turned out that she had indeed seen these scenes countless times in her dreams, and even far more than that, and that time she happened to see the research report from Gu Qi's office, and the photos that she couldn't tell where they were taken were from this ancient temple.

Such a sudden discovery stunned He Manzhou.

Probably because the impact of these cognitions was too great, she was stunned for a long time before she finally came back to her senses from the trance, and then she gently pulled the sleeve of the man next to her: "Bai Yicong, I know what the problem is." ”

"What?" Bai Yicong turned his head slightly to the side and gave him an inquiring look.

"Do you remember...... I told you last time that my father once did a topic about Miao Xinjiang in Xiangxi, specializing in the study of Miao religious sacrificial utensils, and also set up a research group in Z University?"

"Remember, you mentioned it to me last time. Bai also responded.

"My dad had been to this ancient temple before. He Manzhou's voice was not loud, but his tone was almost determined, "He came here when he was conducting research in the research group. And the utensils and totems he investigated later were all related to the treasure of the relict king, or I can put it another way, my father was inadvertently involved in the incident of the Guloulan witch, and he may have found out something. ”

"You mean, He Sheng once came to this ancient temple?" Bai Yicong groaned.

"Yes, because ..... I remember the aspect here. ”

Bai Yicong felt that this sentence was a bit nonsense, at the beginning, He Manzhou looked stunned when he saw this ancient temple, and asked him what kind of god this was, so he looked like he was confused, and he didn't look like he remembered something.

Bai Yi never guessed what the reason for He Manzhou's sudden change was, just like he didn't understand why Miss He, who had always been frank, suddenly became hidden.

However, there was no need to continue to study these things, he just asked the key points: "You said that the report was to investigate the sacrificial vessels of Miaojiang, He Sheng's destination back then should be Xiangxi, and it should have nothing to do with Wucheng, are these your speculations, or are there conclusive evidence?"

"It's not just speculation, I don't know how to explain it to you, but I dreamed that my dad was here. ”

He Manzhou's big clear and moving eyes sank slightly, and her voice was very soft, almost like a sleepy dream in the middle of the night. Just like what she said at the moment, I don't know if I deliberately said it to Bai Yicong, or if I just wanted to say what I thought in my heart, it didn't matter if I could get recognition, I just wanted to ask for peace of mind.

"Do you find it difficult to understand that I am sure of these unreasonable things just because of ethereal dreams? But my dreams are too real, I really don't believe that those are just coincidences, I really want to find Lao He, so no matter how ridiculous it is, I don't want to let go of the slightest clue...... Bai Yicong, can you understand me?"

"I know, I believe in you. ”

This sentence was said almost without thinking, so that before the end of the words fell, Bai Yicong felt a little hasty.

And after he thought about it carefully, he found that he was still willing to say this, and even rarely softened his heart, and patted the back of He Manzhou's hand comfortingly, silently comforting.

It was just a few simple words that eased He Manzhou's irritable mood.

She has thought countless times about what she wants - sweet words, warm words, and even you and me, tenderness and sweetness, which will certainly make girls tempted, but they are always too sweet and not real enough. It turned out that all she wanted was a simple sentence of belief and unconditional support.

As long as she knew that person was there, it was the peace of mind she wanted.

"Bai Yicong, thank you. ”

Bai Yi really didn't expect Miss He to play a straight ball at such a time, and the word "thank you" stunned him who had always been moody and invisible, and he didn't speak for a long time, and there were a little more indescribable fluctuations in his heart, as if something like solid ice had loosened.

However, such emotions were fleeting, and He Manzhou did not notice it at all.

He quickly adjusted his clarity, opened his mouth unhurriedly, and pulled the topic back again: "As I just said, the Loulan Ancient Congress specially selected some young girls to be trained since childhood, just to communicate with the gods. What is the function of the Tower of Babel, the records left by the Bai family do not explain in detail, but it is reasonable to guess that it is precisely because of the Tower of Babel that this ancient temple can be found. ”

"That's not right, why did my father see this ancient temple?" He Manzhou thought about Bai Yicong's words, and quickly realized that something was wrong, "Could it be that there is a relationship?"

"You can really understand it this way," Bai Yi never poured cold water on He Manzhou, but gave an affirmative reply, "Just like back then, only the holy maidens of the Wu clan could enter the Tower of Babel, only certain people could see this ancient temple, in short, it is the so-called destined person." ”

"You mean...... My dad is destined to be a person?" He Manzhou repeated in a low voice, feeling a little incomprehensible, "Don't make trouble, okay, our He family has never even encountered supernatural events, except for liking to study antiques, and often going to the antique street to pick up leaks, so he has never done anything, who is willing to be a destined person for this kind of thing?"

"There is no choice in the matter of fate, how can it be called fate if it is transferred by human will? He Sheng can see the ancient temple, which shows that he himself has the talent of communicating with the goddess, just this special case is enough for them to find your father by any means. ”

When he said these words, Bai Yicong's tone was light, and his ink-colored eyes carried an unpredictable profundity.

And this is the reason why they sent the "Ancient Map of Shantao Words" to He Sheng's hands. ”