The wind in Zhaohui Mountain is louder.

When He Manzhou was full of thoughts, there was too much silence around him, and the frozen time engulfed a lot of things, she and Bai Yi never spoke, only the sound of the wind and the rustle of the rain falling the leaves. Bai Yicong's soles ran over the dead branches all over the ground, and when the branches broke, there was a slight friction, mixed with the whistling wind that looked extremely crisp.

The cigarette he was holding between his fingertips had burned to the end of the cigarette, as if it would be extinguished at any moment.

The flames that were clearly extinguished lined with Bai Yicong's cold eyes were particularly deep, and the dim moonlight plated his well-defined side face with a layer of cold silver halo, making his already handsome facial features a little more silhouette-like sharpness.

The sound of the wind and the rain never stopped, and through the hazy layer of mist, the distant mountains were dark and dark gray, and nothing could be seen, and there were dead branches and weeds as far as the eye could see, and of course there would be no buildings, and it was impossible to see the Tower of Babel that suddenly appeared in the void.

The clearing is still the clearing, and everything is perfectly normal. If it weren't for the deep memory, He Manzhou almost felt that everything should have happened at all.

After all, compared to all this just a fantasy, obviously the adventure of the ancient temple and those terrible conjectures about the goddess sound a little more unreliable.

But before He Manzhou did a good job of psychological construction, and tried to comfort himself that everything just now was just a fantasy, and would not cause a substantial impact, and now that he had the kung fu to get tangled and troubled, it was better to quickly find the coordinates on the two ancient paintings, and when he completed the purpose of this trip, Bai Yicong quickly tore up the last peace with a simple sentence.

Facing the rain curtain, Bai Yicong flicked off the last piece of cigarette ash and snuffed out the cigarette unhurriedly. There was a deep secretive look in his eyes, and his tone was cold and indifferent.

"It seems....... The time has come. ”

Of course He Manzhou remembered this sentence, this was exactly what Bai Yicong said before entering the ancient temple.

So much so that her lips touched, and she didn't say anything, and at this moment she had only one thought in her heart, that is, she couldn't wait to cover Bai Yicong's mouth immediately and let him say a few words, so as not to cause any more terrible consequences.

I said, Boss Bai, it's not you who scare people like that. I don't know the truth that people are scary and scared to death, you talk like this, I am really afraid to open my eyes and see the haunted Babel Tower through the fog and rain, and then relive those terrible experiences!

At that moment, He Manzhou suddenly thought of a movie he had watched.

As a horror movie lover, she certainly can't miss Christopher Smith's "Horror Cruise", which tells the eerie story of Jesse, a single mother, and a group of friends who go out to sea on a yacht, only to be caught in a storm and never get out. At that time, He Manzhou also analyzed with his roommate, from audio-visual language analysis to artistic techniques, and finally made a comment with great interest, which had a bit of an improvised movie review.

"I'll tell you, the kind of movie that scares people with makeup and sound effects is too pediatric, and what's really scary? It's the horror that sends chills down your spine in hindsight. If you think about "Horror Cruise", they had to board the passing cruise ship in order to save them and not die in the sea, but as long as they boarded this mysterious cruise ship, the ensuing serial murder and terrifying reincarnation could no longer escape. The most desperate predicament is never the one, but there is no end at all, you know?"

At that time, the roommate was ignorant and asked her curiously.

"That's long, if you encounter this situation, what will you choose?"

"Then I must have curbed the possibility of this reincarnation from the very beginning, and I didn't want to die, there was no - think about it, since accidents at sea are inevitable, if you can't guarantee that you make the right choice at the critical moment, then staying away from this terrible trip from the beginning is over, why do you have to be a guinea pig for experiments, isn't that looking for death?"

The roommate nodded at that time, he didn't seem to understand it, he felt that He Manzhou's speeches were very heroic, and it seemed that there was indeed some truth, but for a while, he couldn't tell what logical problems there were. But after taking 10,000 steps back, these words finally calmed her overly nervous heart after being frightened by the horror movie, so she just left a sentence suddenly.

"That seems to be the case...... If only I had a choice. ”

Time has passed too long, He Manzhou almost forgot what she had said, and she never felt that there was anything wrong with her original speech, if she returned to that time, she must have given the same answer. After all, many things are not experienced by putting yourself in their shoes, and there is no way to empathize with them.

It wasn't until now that He Manzhou knew what it meant to be a prophecy.

Most people in the world like to disturb themselves, and most of the people who rise and fall in the world are ignorant and hesitant.

They also have to go through many hardships and hardships before they realize that many things are doomed to be irreparable from the beginning. The real fear is never those sudden accidents, but being confined to the predetermined ending, being pushed and shoved by fate all the way, and embarking on that road that is already unsolvable, from beginning to end, there is no chance to choose at all.

In the movie, if the mother is not trying to save her child, how can she choose to start over again and again, trying to change the deadlock that cannot be changed.

And the reality is not like this, how can He Manzhou leave He Sheng alone, and how can Bai Yicong not care about the impasse left by the Bai family, knowing that it is extremely dangerous to explore the things behind the treasure of the relict king, the two of them can only choose to risk their lives.

Now, He Manzhou is extremely sure that he has a relationship with the ancient kingdom of Loulan.

This is a stalemate in itself, and it is precisely because of the origin that He Sheng will actively or passively find the ancient temple and get involved in the dusty history of the ancient kingdom of Loulan, He Manzhou also had to explore and open Pandora's treasure box with his own hands.

If everything is fateful, how can it be possible to get out of it?

These thoughts were so heavy that He Manzhou was silent for too long this time, and I don't know how long it took for her to finally come back to her senses and slowly squeeze a sentence out of her lips.

"Bai Yicong, what the hell is going on?"

There was an obvious tremor at the end of this sentence, and it is not difficult to see that the psychological tolerance of girls has reached a critical value.

Soon it will be unbearable.

Since going to Chaohui Mountain, all the things that have happened are completely beyond He Manzhou's previous inherent cognition, she has always been in a hurry, as if she was born with that arrogant and wanton energy, as if no one can restrain her, and she doesn't care about the eyes of others at all, and she should act in accordance with her heart and be extremely presumptuous.

So it's almost impossible to get her to show weakness on her own initiative.

But now, all the disguises and disguises can't be supported, and He Manzhou's words are just brains, almost uncontrolled.

"What is true and what is false, white is also ...... What are we looking for?"

He Manzhou said these words incoherently, and his extremely vague crying made Bai Yicong feel distressed. He slowed down his voice and took out the greatest patience to appease the little girl opposite, and even because he really had no experience in this area, he could only choose to move closer to He Manzhou infinitely in terms of language style and word choice.

"Don't be afraid, it was true just now, and it's true now. ”

Bai Yicong's words somewhat reassured He Manzhou, but the effect was still minimal, her big eyes with obvious confusion were the best proof, and thousands of words were choked in her throat, but she couldn't say it.

In fact, Bai Yicong had just woken up from the illusion, and tonight's itinerary had been originally arranged, whether it was the appearance of the Tower of Babel or the finding of the sacrificial temple, it was all in his expectations. But the current result is obviously different from his expectations, in a word, the degree of completion is too high. Originally, he just wanted to investigate the ancient temple, but he even unearthed the complete version of the ancient ballad in the Bai family's handwriting, which was obviously unreasonable.

If these things are so easy to find, delve into last year's itinerary, why did he and He Sheng fail?

It wasn't until this time that Bai Yicong finally felt that something was wrong.

But where exactly do the variables appear?

Bai Yicong frowned slightly, and the bright and extinguished firelight reflected his expression, as if there were many mysteries hidden. I couldn't think of any of these things for a while, and Miss He didn't know Bai Yicong's many scruples, but she just felt that she was about to go crazy, and the reality of this night almost forced her into schizophrenia.

If it weren't for Bai Yicong's assassin really standing by her side and accompanying her through all this, He Manzhou would have felt that the recent mental pressure was too great, and the lack of sleep had just thought too much, so that he couldn't distinguish between reality and fantasy, and couldn't think like a normal human being, and he should have been transferred directly to a mental hospital.

"That'...... If that's true, why are we here again?"

He Manzhou thought about Bai Yicong's words, and couldn't hold back his question.

In this regard, Bai Yicong is very calm, a little bit Zhuang Zhou dreams of butterflies, butterflies are me, and I am also the meaning of butterflies.

He patted He Manzhou's shoulder comfortingly, and opened his mouth unhurriedly.

"Remember when I first told you that the Tower of Babel would open the gifts left by the gods when it appeared, and the gods themselves were full of countless variables, and they were nothing more than a mirage - of course, we are not in a mirage, but sometimes, the real to the extreme is the unreal, and the end of the illusory is also real, can you understand?"

He Manzhou looked at Bai Yicong fixedly, and shook his head very sincerely.

“...... Do not understand. ”

Bai Yicong ran over the last cigarette from the sole of his shoe, and his tone was as light as if it was hidden in thunder.

"Then you don't care, just let me handle it. ”

"I want to ignore it, but think about it yourself, is this what I said I can ignore if I don't care? It's a matter of the two of us, what do you mean by making me confused?"

He Manzhou really didn't want to talk about these mysterious and mysterious things anymore, and the more he listened to Boss Bai going around in circles here, the more anxious he felt.

doesn't explode in silence, she is perverted in silence, and her temper comes up directly.

"Not to mention those mirages that are not mirages, I just want to know, what are we doing tonight? Weren't we in the ancient temple just now, didn't you still hold me...... This thing, this thing can't be my imagination, right?"