Xiaomei raised her hand and wiped the tears on her face, looking at me: "I believe!"

There was firmness in her eyes, and there was no joke: "My mother went on a trip five years ago and fell into the sea when she went to sea...... Drowned. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info However, I always felt that my mother was still with me, and I ......"

Mei opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something, eager to express something. However, after hesitating, she still lowered her head silently......

"Xiaomei, no matter what, people can't be resurrected after death. I grabbed her wrist and helped her up: "I like you who are optimistic, no one can leave this world alive, but some people leave first, and some people leave later." In this case, live each day happily and reassure the people who really care about you. ”

Mei looked up at me and didn't speak.

"Okay, don't be embarrassed. I smiled, took her shoulders and walked back: "Wipe your tears, and when they are seen by He Xiaohao and them in a while, it will hurt you again." ”

"Hmm!" Xiaomei sniffed and placed the ring on the middle finger of her right hand, just the right size.

……

Back at the camp, He Xiaohao really noticed Xiaomei, and immediately ran over and looked down at her: "What's the matter?

"I didn't cry!" Mei raised her head, glared at him, and turned to walk into the tent.

He Xiaohao looked at me with a confused expression, and pointed in the direction where Xiaomei left: "She...... What's wrong?"

"I don't know. I smiled helplessly and went into the tent to pack my things.

……

After everyone packed up their things, they set off on time at half past nine. Dr. He pulled out a piece of scratch paper from his backpack with a simple map drawn on it.

Standing beside Dr. He, I glanced at it, and it was not difficult to tell that this map was the map of Turtle Mountain. However, I was a little surprised because the map accurately marked the location of Mawangzhai.

It stands to reason that no one knows about the existence of Mawangzhai except for the villagers of Turtle Village. But how could Dr. He have this map, and ...... Still so detailed?

"Dr. He, your map...... Where did you come from?" I asked, gesturing to the map in his hand.

"This map...... I painted it myself. Dr. He smiled, took out his glasses from his bag and looked around, "Aren't you curious, how can I know so much about the structure of Turtle Mountain?"

"Hmm!" I nodded honestly.

"Haha......" Dr. He laughed heartily, "Actually, this is the purpose of this expedition." In order to confirm whether Mawangzhai really exists and what exactly is at the site of Mawangzhai. ”

When Zhang Hansen heard Dr. He's words, he was obviously a little excited, and hurriedly asked, "Dr. He, how do you know about Mawangzhai......?"

Dr. He interrupted him with a raised hand, and pulled out a faded yellow cloth from his bag, which was clearly a few years old.

I quickly took the yellow cloth and opened it to take a look. There is a gossip map on the back of the yellow cloth, and a map is drawn on the front, similar to the map on Dr. He's paper.

However, the pattern on this yellow cloth is blurred, and the handwriting on the bottom row is not legible.

"This is an antiquity that I bought from a little Taoist priest some time ago, and at that time I just thought that this thing was some years old, so I bought it. Unexpectedly, the map on it was reluctantly restored with modern restoration technology, and it was found that it was a map, so I came here to find the Mawangzhai marked on the map. ”

"What does this ......" I pointed to the blurry font at the bottom of the yellow cloth, "what does this font record?"