Those few seconds of silence seemed particularly long, and the atmosphere became tense.

Bai Yicong's gaze collided with Tsering Gesang's eyes, like the cold ice and snow that had not melted for a long time and the lone wolf standing on the snow and looking around vigilantly were confronting each other, and neither of them was willing to take a step back first.

All the battles were fought in silence.

Bai Yicong was obviously tempting, and from the moment he saw Tsering Gesang's bracelet, he had already changed the entry point of this trip. Originally, Bai Yicong just wanted to go to the snowy mountains to find the gods, but the cave in his memory was too dark, and it was difficult for him to trace anything along the vein of his memories.

This trip is obviously incomplete, and many preparations are too late to do, and the risks are bound to be great.

It's just that it's too late.

Even the strict Boss Bai can't be foolproof, or from a certain point of view, what they are doing now is just racing against time with the little princess of Loulan. A big war is about to break out, the enemy is in the dark, we are in the light, and the slightest small detail is enough to affect the development of the whole situation. In this case, blindly preparing will only miss the opportunity, after all, if you do nothing, you will inevitably fall into the disadvantage, which is equivalent to raising the white flag in advance before the battle occurs.

And then completely lose the odds that you might have had.

This is one of the reasons why Bai Yicong is in such a hurry, and the second is very simple.

It's nothing more than because of He Manzhou.

With the return from Zhaohui Mountain, Bai Yicong's memory gradually became complete, the induction given by the Tower of Babel, the broken clues in the ancient temple, and the various mysteries left by the ancestors of the Bai family have always haunted his heart. The five places that the five ancient ballads deal with, as well as the prophecies that are so secretive, are gradually explained, and they also foreshadow the truth of a certain part.

The most important of these, and the beginning of the prophecy, is naturally indispensable to the cave.

"The gods in the snow, the brightness after withering,

Broken faith, return in desperation,

The whispers of the sorcerer, the curse of the near stranger,

The division of illusion, illusory and real,

Light in the dust, the last eternal life. ”

........

In the exploration of Zhaohui Mountain, the biggest gain is nothing more than the complete ancient ballad.

The faint blue fluorescent words on the wall are like ancient foreshadowings, this is something that the little princess of Loulan had to let Bai Yicong and He Manzhou discover, only after finding these, they will get closer to the secrets of the ancient kingdom of Loulan. But the little princess has to beware of Bai Yicong, he is too smart, too good at grasping the most accurate clues from those obscure and unknown situations, and analyzing the pain points of the people who use him - everyone is just testing and entangled with each other, before the dust settles completely, who can tell who is using whom, and who can calculate whom?

And He Manzhou's memory is also variable, the devil lurking in her body.

It was the turning point of all things, and it was the beginning of many evils.

A deal with the devil, who dares to guarantee that nothing goes wrong.

Bai Yi never thought about these deep meanings, nor did he know that all their actions appeared in the mirror, becoming a part of the divided space, constantly repeating themselves in the flower room of the silent empty valley, and their every move was monitored.

And the little princess who is high up in the sky is also lingering among the flowers and vines, and the only power that supports her fragile life is bitter hatred, and under the strong spiritual support, human potential will be infinitely stimulated, and even her nature will become distorted.

To a certain extent, who will delve into right and wrong?

For example, the little princess of Loulan -

She wants both those who betrayed her to pay the price, and she wants to put an end to everything that is not finished with her own hands. As for what kind of consequences such an act will bring, Xia Mian doesn't care, and he doesn't bother to pay attention to it. Maybe when you dig deeper, it's just that the resentment is too deep to digest.

For thousands of years, this has become an obsession.

And when the obsession is digested, where should it go?

The little princess had never thought about these things, just as she had never thought about where the things that had been planned for a thousand years had started to go astray, perhaps they had already made mistakes. The picture in the mirror flashed, and the endless crowd at the airport seemed illusory, and the brilliance of the direct sunlight made some things have a hazy filter, and they became more ethereal in the mirror.

The little princess's long eyelashes drooped, and she didn't know what she was thinking for a few seconds.

As if seeing the girl's hesitation, the man with the silver mask standing next to her laughed coldly, his deep voice hidden in a half-low cough, and his words were not deep and shallow when he spoke, and his words seemed to be to the point.

"Amiens, what do you want to do if the tomb of the burial god is really opened?"

Suddenly hearing the question, the little princess couldn't help but be distracted for a moment.

She seemed to be thinking about the man's words, and she seemed to be in a simple daze, thinking about nothing.

In the few seconds of silence, her slender and beautiful fingers swept over the branches and leaves of the mandala flower, and with a little force, she pinched off a flower. The bright red juice flowed down the petals, reflecting her delicate and fair skin, like inadvertently stained blood, and the transparent glass of the flower room reflected the excessively bright sunlight, with a beauty that was almost bewitching.

The light was strong enough to give people the illusion of vertigo, and the voice of Xia Mian's mouth became illusory.

"Are you confirming the plan with me, the Tower of Babel has been summoned and the ancient prophecy has been opened....... Now we only have one last step left, and when we have gathered the Goddess's suit, we can reopen the Lost Well without any accidents. ”

"Will you regret it?"

"What?"

Xia Mian obviously didn't expect the man to ask like this, and he didn't know what he meant for a while, so he was obviously slightly stunned. It wasn't until she chewed the sentence in a low voice, and finally smacked the taste, that she raised her eyebrows and laughed.

With this smile, Xia Mian's delicate and beautiful face became even more moving.

She has never been flawless, arrogant and elegant, reserved and pure, even dust and temptation, all of which have been neutralized in her, and finally these descriptions have all been transformed into the concrete expression of "beauty", which has become the unique temperament of Xia Mian.

And what is the end of beauty?

Whether it is irresistible charm or unreachable distance, permanence or nothingness, or extreme beauty is always accompanied by cruelty, heralding a certain degree of brokenness, full of breakage and despair.

The warm light shone on Xia Mian's face, and the outline of the eyebrows and eyes of the little princess Loulan, who was ignorant of the world thousands of years ago, could be vaguely seen.

But under the same beauty and amazement, there are two completely different temperaments. The childishness of the year was dissipated cleanly, and it was sharpness that could only be sharpened under the baptism of blood, just like a flower that was about to bloom to decay was inserted in a pool of blood, continuing the only remaining amazement by consuming the vitality of others.

Do you think I'm going to sympathize with the container, I'm thinking too much. ”

Bai didn't give any answer to this, and only showed noncommittal.

The silver carved mask covered his face, hiding many small emotions, so that many feelings that did not need to be strict seemed dark, and finally gradually converged.

But what does it matter?

What he needs to do is nothing more than to help the little princess Loulan fulfill her long-cherished wish, what she wants to do is what he will do.

As for the price paid and the so-called cause and effect, that is something that Bai does not care about at all.

After all, when the Well of Loss opens, everything will be a new era.

There is no need to dwell on the past.

.......

And at the moment, the airport.

Under the gaze of Tsering Gesang, Bai Yicong weighed the many manifestations of this experience without words, and when he saw this ancient song on the wall in the strange cave of Chaohui Mountain, he already had the next plan.

The little princess in the flower soul has awakened, so what will He Manzhou face as a "container"? For these things, Bai Yi could not get an accurate answer for a while, but he knew that the little princess of Loulan had planned to this extent, and there would not be too much time for him to come up with an accurate answer.

Bai Yicong cares about He Manzhou, and the matter of protecting He Manzhou is ranked ahead of many other things, and the curse on the ancient inheritance is not impossible to break, Bai Yicong must break the deadlock and grasp her weakness before the little princess of Loulan makes a move.

What is the weakness of the little princess of Loulan?

Maybe it's the one who is hiding behind and controlling the flower soul.

Bai Yicong carefully chewed all kinds of factors, and if he wanted to investigate all this, he had to start from the beginning.

In other words, a year ago, Bai Yicong and He Sheng had an accident in the cave.

What happened to Bai Yicong and He Sheng at that time, how they approached the gods, and escaped by the wrath of the gods, these things can only be answered by returning to the scene again. For example, who is the person who has a relationship with the Bai family and the little princess of Loulan at the same time.

Before coming to Tibet, Bai Yinever had much confidence in this, he could only trace along the broken memories and try to find it in a state of confusion.

And such concerns have obviously become different when they meet Tsering Gesang.

On Tsering Gesang's wrist, the bracelet made of obsidian and silver jewelry is carved with the totem that Bai Yicong is most familiar with, which is the family totem of the Bai family, and it is also the exclusive symbol representing the black saintess - the ink-colored lotus flower that is about to bloom.

Perhaps this unattractive Tibetan boy represents the missing link.

Regarding Bai Ye's explicit scrutiny from his eyes, Tsering Gesang did not show a trace of cowardice. This eighteen or nineteen-year-old Tibetan boy still has a young immaturity on his face, and the youthful spirit is always different, his eyebrows and eyes are hidden in sharp color, and he has not yet undergone several times of wind and frost polishing, and he has a bit of a posture that is not afraid of heaven and earth.

After hearing the phrase "god in the snow", his expression changed significantly.

Probably because he has experienced too many things since he was a child, Tsering Gesang has more or less learned to observe words and feelings, and he also knows how to hide his emotions. At this moment, for example, he was clearly very interested, but he still tried to restrain himself from exposing his too direct sense of need, and just asked almost quietly.

"The god of the snow...... What the hell are you looking for?"