This is not because the descendants of the Bai family maintain their own history, but Bai is never willing to use the greatest malice to speculate on a past hidden in his years. After all, love doesn't know what to do, but always loves, love but not always involves people's hearts falling, if the tragedy is all blamed on selfishness and greed, it will obviously make the story lose the final beauty.

He used a lot of logic to analyze why the ancestors of the Bai family passed down the clues of the treasure of the bereaved king, and used it as a secret that only the heads of the Bai family could know.

Didn't he think about what was at stake at the time?

The more confusing, the more thought-provoking it will be, and it will be constantly catalyzed in the circulation from generation to generation, and it will cause many entanglements of interests.

What's more, the temptation brought by the secret of immortality is too great, everyone is mortal, it is difficult to escape birth, old age, sickness and death, and they are entangled in resentment, love and parting, and unbelieving, and there are a few people who can be truly free and easy. When there is no way, it's just that, but if there is a little bit of an opportunity left in the shadows, no matter who it is, they will want to force it.

It is not so much that the treasure of the relict king is a shelter for future generations, but rather a time bomb.

The slightest carelessness will detonate the entire Bai family.

Since he can become the former head of the Bai family, he must be a person with outstanding ability and extremely thoroughness, not to mention that he can make the black saint who is high in the Wu clan move his heart back then, and he does not hesitate to entrust his life to it, until in the end, his heart is on his lover, which is enough to prove that the ancestors of the Bai family were once excellent.

In any case, he will not be a person who can't see the overall situation clearly and can't understand many reasons.

Even Bai Yi can see the crux of the problem from this junior who doesn't know the whole truth, so why did the ancestors of the Bai family know that the clues to leave the treasure of the relict king will do more harm than good, but still go against the grain and make trouble for the Wu clan and the Bai family.

What is he not bearing?

If the dust must be given some kind of conclusion to the unknown after the dust settles, Bai Yicong prefers to understand these impasses as the better side. Maybe the ancestors of the Bai family just couldn't bear to bury everything completely, even if the possibility was slim, he once wanted to dream in the illusion of the mirage, so that he and his lover had a good relationship.

On the other hand, on He Manzhou's side, when she heard Mo Lian, she couldn't help frowning tightly.

"White is also from ......"

"What's wrong?"

From Shangbai's inquiring gaze, He Manzhou didn't know where to start for a while.

The soft call just now was almost subconsciously blurted out, and after a short hesitation, her thoughts drifted far, far away, as if returning to the years when she was very young, before her mother passed away.

People's memory is inaccurate in many cases, and too many subjective assumptions will be added to the washing of the years, especially for those things that cannot give an accurate answer, which often change with the thoughts in the heart, and the part that can be recalled in the end may have long been detached from the real situation that had happened, and with too many filter colors.

For example, many sentient beings who are entangled and tormented with each other clearly fall in love to sigh in the end, and no matter how they run in, they are just loving and killing each other. But as soon as one of them chooses to quit, the remaining person will inevitably beautify this experience infinitely, as if all the contradictions disappear in an instant in the end, leaving only the irreproducible sweetness of the love period.

For another example, He Manzhou's mind is full of the black saints of the witch clan that Bai Yicong said at the moment, and the fragmentary memories in his memory are not real enough with his description.

The totems that she saw in a flash when she was still young, as well as the long years that were vaguely visible, also emerged.

In retrospect, it was a somewhat sultry summer night.

When he was a child, He Manzhou liked to enjoy the cool in the courtyard, the courtyard gate was half open, and the small alley occasionally heard the bell of the bicycle, accompanied by the shouting of "borrow and take it, thank you", and in addition, it was the cicadas of the whole tree. Summer in Z City is always so hot that even the sound of the wind seems to have become thicker, mixed with a faint fragrance of flowers.

He Manzhou was lying on the rocking chair, the moonlight was faintly sprinkled, and when he raised his eyes, he was full of stars.

"It would be nice to be able to watch the stars with my mother......."

Whenever he dozed off in the yard, such a thought would always appear in He Manzhou's mind.

But at that time, my mother was always very busy, she was busy with the affairs of the Tianwentang Museum, busy with endless trivial chores, and those secrets that even He Sheng and He Manzhou couldn't peep into. So much so that He Manzhou recalled it a long time later, and his memories of his mother were so vague, although everyone lived together, his mother was always not close to anyone.

Even if she is as close as her husband and children, it is like an unbreakable barrier with her.

At that time, He Manzhou was too young, she was only four or five years old, and the way to express love was very simple and direct, nothing more than wanting to get tired of being by her mother's side, let her accompany her more, say some nonsense, or just play something together to kill time. But such opportunities are rare, and every time He Manzhou falls asleep in the yard and is carried back to the room by Lao He.

But that day, my mother actually showed a rare good interest and specially used it to accompany He Manzhou.

In my memory, it was quite bright starlight, and the courtyard was accompanied by a fresh breeze, blowing the leaves loudly. Mom had just finished taking a shower, and her long hair was still wet with moisture that had not been thoroughly dried, and as soon as He Manzhou raised his head slightly, the fragrance of hair accompanied by the smell of water mist penetrated into his nose, just like his mother's extremely beautiful and unreal side face, everything had an inexplicable sense of unreality.

"Mom, can you tell me a story every day?"

"So you want your mother to spend more time with you?"

"Yes, yes......"

He Manzhou couldn't think of what he said at that time, it was probably the words of the child and his mother, and the child's mind was always simple and direct.

And how did her mother reply to her at that time?

I vaguely remember that my mother lowered her eyes slightly at that time, and there was something hidden in her eyes that she couldn't see through.

"If you get it just to lose, it's better to get it than to get it from you. ”

At that time, He Manzhou was too young to understand the so-called gain, let alone what it meant to lose.

The stories she heard at the time were all miscellaneous, and then she was too lazy to continue those boring topics, so she simply took this rare opportunity to drag her mother to accompany her to the small alley outside for a walk. The woman's champagne-colored silk nightgown slipped off a little as she pulled it, and He Manzhou only remembered the tattoo on her mother's collarbone, an extremely bewitching flower.

"Mom, what is this, so beautiful. ”

The woman's long hair hung down over her shoulders, obscuring the flower tattoos.

She rubbed the top of He Manzhou's head casually, as if she was comforting her ignorant daughter. Then she pulled the collar of the silk nightgown, and the fleeting lotus tattoo was covered, He Manzhou didn't see it clearly, and the woman didn't explain anything after all.

.........

I don't know how long it took for He Manzhou to finally retract his thoughts and open his mouth in a thoughtful tone.

"The ink lotus you are talking about, is it budding and entangled, the kind that will be put unreleased. The ink-colored vines are entangled with the flowers, as if they are restraining the growth of lotus flowers, and they seem to be intertwined with each other. I can't describe it, but it's just a flower, but it's the kind of totem that is very special at first glance and will make people unforgettable. ”

Bai Yicong raised his eyebrows in surprise, and turned his head slightly to look at the girl beside him.

"Yes. ”

"If that's the case, I've probably seen the totem you said. ”

He Manzhou bit her lip lightly, the silence spread invisibly, she considered how far she could say those words, and finally spoke openly and honestly.

"Remember what I told you about my mother....... You may not believe it, but of course it doesn't rule out that I'm mistaken...... Bai Yicong, I mean, my mom has the tattoo you said on her collarbone. ”

As He Manzhou's clear and beautiful voice fell, Bai Yi frowned unconsciously.

"Then a lot of things can be understood. ”

When he said this, Bai Yicong's voice was very flat.

It didn't seem like he was analyzing anything, he was just stating the facts, the facts about the true identity of the Black Saintess. On Chinese New Year's Eve, when He Manzhou told about her mother, Bai Yicong vaguely guessed, and at this moment everything was confirmed, it was not a surprise, it could only be said that all the mysteries suddenly opened up.

It is precisely because of the Black Saintess that the He family became entangled with the ancient kingdom of Loulan.

So...... What is He Manzhou's position in it?

Participants, victims, implicators.

Or is she the crux of everything?

Bai Yicong suppressed these doubts, and his words were indifferent and restrained: "The appearance of the Black Saintess a hundred years ago is one of the turning points of the matter, a hundred years later, you see the same totem on your mother's body, and then think about the situation we are facing now, do you think of anything?"

He Manzhou frowned slightly, and a trace of doubt flashed in his big smart eyes.

The logic of this is not difficult to guess, the ups and downs of the love story between the ancestors of the Bai family and the black saintess of the Wu clan gave the initial twist of the matter. And what can affect the overall situation is the guidance of the Black Saintess, just like the many clues scattered all over the place now.

"So, now that we are gathered together to investigate the treasure of the Relic King, or the matter about the goddess of the ancient kingdom of Loulan, it is the second turning point. All of this is nothing more than the reappearance of the Black Saint, and more directly, the Black Saint is my mother, right?"

"Yes, very smart. ”

Bai Yicong nodded and directly gave He Manzhou a positive answer.

"It is no accident that the Black Saintess reappeared in the world, just like the little princess who is destined to awaken in the flower soul, the Black Saintess is destined to appear at a critical juncture, bringing a earth-shaking impact to the situation of the Wu Clan. The last time was a hundred years ago, which caused the Wu clan to be torn apart, and this time, it is the final extinction, or real liberation. ”

"What about the return in desperation?"

After a while, He Manzhou finally retracted her thoughts, she thought about Bai Yicong's words, and quickly asked: "What does this return refer to, the return of the Wu clan, or ...... The return of some people?"

Bai Yi never answered directly, but raised his eyebrows slightly, and opened his mouth meaningfully.

"If you take a fairy tale as a prophecy, combined with the content of this story, what do you think is the return?"

"Could it be...... Little princess?"

Between the lightning and the fire, this terrible conjecture came to He Manzhou's mind, so he quickly blurted out uncontrollably with a half-exclamation.

She glanced at Bai Yicong in great surprise, and her voice trembled a little.

"Are you saying that the little princess in the flower soul will awaken in the Dragon Maiden Temple, which is the true meaning of the prophecy?"