He Manzhou's voice was very soft, and this sentence was almost like a whisper, with an inexplicable sense of etherealism.

When you dig deeper, it's the kind of action that doesn't go through the brain's instructions at all, and comes purely from the subconscious.

"Survivor, what do you mean?"

Bai Yicong turned his head slightly, and his gaze stopped on He Manzhou's body, as if considering the deep meaning of her words. The aura at that moment was very subtle, and Bai Yicong could clearly see the emptiness in the girl's gaze, as if two distorted emotions were struggling with each other, and when the words blurted out, it was the suppressed emotions that took over.

"When the gods came, the people who received the inheritance of the gods were not little princesses. ”

"Who's that?"

He Manzhou frowned slightly, she didn't mean to hide it, she just didn't know how to tell Bai Yicong. The emotions at this moment are difficult to summarize, different from the distress mixed with regret when thinking of the little princess of Loulan, every time he thinks of the girl with the veil, He Manzhou only feels empty in his heart.

It was the trance of waking up from a big dream, and for a few seconds it would even sprout the emptiness of being abandoned by the whole world.

And to go deeper into the depths, it is struggle and loss of control, tearing and shattering, and finally sinking.

"That's a ...... Girl holding Su Lian in her hand. ”

I don't know how long he was silent before He Manzhou finally opened his mouth.

"This is the scene in the fantasy world I saw, it was a very beautiful girl, she grew up with the little princess of Loulan, a few years older than the little princess, so the little princess would call her sister. The relationship between the two of them is very good, they live in the temple together, and all the big and small affairs will be carried out together, which is not just companionship, but like family affection....... At that time, all the important sacrifices of the Wu clan were in charge of the two of them, but unlike what you think, the girl who is the princess of Loulan does not have the status of this girl holding Su Lian, and in the prayer ceremony, the girl holding Su Lian is the one who dances the prayer dance. ”

He Manzhou said that Bai had never heard of before, but he didn't show too much surprise, but accepted everything He Manzhou said as quickly as possible, and analyzed it according to her words.

"If according to you, the girl holding Su Lian is the Black Saint, right?"

"Yes, I'm not sure who she is, but it's very special after all, I guess....... If the White Saintess and the Black Saintess appear at the same time, the Black Saintess is the one who is qualified to dance the Prayer Dance, right?"

According to common sense, the appearance of the Black Saintess and the White Saintess at the same time is a false proposition in itself.

The White Saintess belongs to the endless cycle of reincarnation, and the mission of the Black Saintess is to break the cycle, how can they coexist peacefully?

But He Manzhou spoke too conclusively, leaving no room for doubt.

As he chewed these words carefully, Bai Yi lowered his cold eyebrows slightly, and his mind quickly analyzed all this, trying to find the most critical link from the many details, and then sort out the context of the whole thing.

On the other hand, on He Manzhou's side, as a provider of information, she didn't have more thoughts to think about this.

In the illusion, all the unreasonableness has become an established fact, although He Manzhou can't explain why she saw this, but she can clearly feel that all this is not an illusion or an illusion, but something that really happened in the ancient country of Loulan back then.

Since it is so certain, there is no need to delve into whether it is reasonable or not.

Therefore, after a short pause, He Manzhou just raised his head and looked directly at Bai Yicong.

She did not shy away from looking directly at each other, those clear and bright eyes with a bit of caution, as if she wanted to confirm something urgently.

"In the handwritten book about the treasure of the bereaved king left by the ancestors of the Bai family, did you mention this girl?"

"Nope. Bai Yicong shook his head, and quickly asked sharply, "You seem to care about this girl very much, or is it that in the illusion you described, the girl holding Su Lian played a key role?"

"Yes, she's important, she's important...... White is also from. ”

"What's wrong?"

Facing Shang Bai Yicong's inquiring gaze, He Manzhou was silent for a while, and finally decided to tell everything.

"Actually, it's not just that, what I'm really worried about is that the girl might have something to do with me. ”

"It's related to you...... Bai Yi's look sharpened a little more from the bottom of his eyes, "What do you say?"

"It was in the illusion of Zhaohui Mountain, and I saw the ice-blue crystal coffin...... When normal people face uncontrollable things, it is almost an instinctive reaction to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, and I am not afraid of death, nor do I have so much curiosity, of course, it is impossible to ignore everything just to find out. But I don't know why, when I saw the jade coffin, I suddenly wanted to walk over, all this was uncontrollable, as if it was ....... It's destined to be the same. ”

"And then?" Bai Yicong asked.

"The moment I touched the crystal coffin, I saw the temple of the ancient kingdom of Loulan. ”

When he said this, He Manzhou unconsciously retracted his fingertips and held Bai Yicong's hand tighter. So no matter how calm her tone is, Bai Yicong can clearly feel that the girl's emotions are leaking out through layers of cover-ups, which is clearly panicked with concerns.

"It was a civilization at its peak, the white temple reflected the sun, the clear water droplets flowed in the delicate fountain, and by the endless lotus pond, there was a veiled girl, leaning against the crystal coffin, and the picture was so beautiful that even a look at it seemed to be defiled. I watched her stand in the midst of Loulan's glorious and once-prosperous times, but soon the dust and gravel swept in, and all the prosperity was shattered....... The girl, who was as beautiful as a god, had become a demon in hell, and at her feet were countless corpses, and rivers of blood had stained the flowers in the lotus pond red. ”

Bai Yicong listened silently and did not express any opinion during the whole process.

In fact, he didn't need to say anything more.

Bai Yicong knew more about many things in the ancient country of Loulan than He Manzhou, so he could also get a glimpse of the crux of the problem more intuitively. He Manzhou had concealed something before, and everything was just Bai Yicong's speculation, but when Miss He said this, if she didn't face the root of the problem, it would become an escape in a sense.

"Bai Yicong, do you know what I heard at the end......."

Although it was a question, He Manzhou didn't need Bai Yicong to answer anything, but just said it to himself.

"At the end of the illusion, I saw blood and tears falling from the corners of her eyes, and she was smiling at me, as if to make me one with her....... I asked, who are you, and she told me, you are me, I am you......"

He Manzhou's hands were very cold, probably because of nervousness, holding them in his palm was like holding a piece of ice.

Bai Yi turned his head from the side to look at the girl beside him, and when the sun fell, a brilliant golden light fell, which was enough to illuminate many things. But on the other side of the light, there is a lingering haze, as if it wants to pull people into the abyss.

"Have you ever seen any of these, boat. ”

Although he knew that comfort was meaningless, Bai Yicong still opened his mouth with a careful tone.

This is his rare gentleness, so much so that his words have slowed down a lot, as if he is doing an extremely rusty and subtle reassurance.

"For example, in those intermittent dreams after your father's disappearance, did you dream about these?"

"No, I dreamed about things related to Lao He before, but there are very few things about the ancient kingdom of Loulan, even the exotic land and the desert, it only gradually became clear after finding the codex left by my father. ”

With memories and analysis, He Manzhou's speech gradually slowed down, and she was obviously thinking about something.

"To be more precise, all the anomalies started from the summoning of the Tower of Babel, and on Chaohui Mountain, the scene we saw was different, as if it was from that time on, the things about the ancient kingdom of Loulan gradually revived in my memory, and I saw more and more illusions....... There are even times when it is impossible to tell what is true and what is false. ”

When the most crucial clues were spoken, everything gradually became clear.

He Manzhou obviously showed enough trust, which was enough for Bai Yi to figure out a lot of questions in an instant.

A certain speculation in the dark is about to come out, and grandpa's instructions have become transparent at this moment. He can clearly confirm something, if these things are true, then He Manzhou's identity will be extremely dangerous. Thinking deeper, why did the Black Saintess make such a big detour to deal with the aftermath and still didn't solve the problem fundamentally?

Because tigers don't eat their children, no one will be cruel to their own flesh and blood.

He Manzhou is the container.

In response to He Manzhou, Bai Yicong was silent for a long time.

But in the end, Boss Bai's psychological quality is far beyond others, with the basic literacy of the iceberg, he quickly sorted out these intricate clues, did not show too much doubt, but suppressed all his emotions, and quietly explained He Manzhou.

"If the girl you are talking about is the Black Saintess, perhaps the break between the Black Saint and the White Saint began from the moment the gods came, which is why you have those later pictures in your dream. As for the connection between her and you, it is probably because your mother is a black saintess of the Wu clan, so she has a certain degree of special sensibility, which is normal. ”

This statement did not completely eliminate the doubts in He Manzhou's heart, but she did not delve into it further.

"That'...... What about the little princess?" After a short silence, He Manzhou opened his mouth in a hurry, "If it is really like what we analyzed, she, as a white saintess, became a victim of that sacrifice. Why would she be the one who put an end to the gods, and then become the driving force behind it after a thousand years of slumber, and launch such a revenge?"

"The division of illusion is illusory and exists in reality. ”

Bai Yi never answered directly, but read this sentence softly.

"The third story is about the little princess in the flower soul, and perhaps the mystery is hidden here. ”