The story told by Bandacsaddo reveals a relatively obvious message that others may not understand, but I have captured it.

The changes in the gathering place of the ancient Zhangxiong tribe are not natural changes in the ordinary sense, but have a lot to do with the two outings of the ancestors. The Ancestor of Zhangzhung discovered the space that filled the gates, and knew that there was a very special gate in this space. I suspect that this story may not be a legend, but a real occurrence in the history of Zhangxiong. The ancestor of Zhangzhung entered that special gate, and unearthed certain rules and secrets from it.

The rise and fall of the Zhangxiong gathering place is likely to be related to this gate. The secrets and laws of the gate are difficult to control, so the ancestor of Zhangzhung refused to leave the relevant information to future generations, and he was afraid that when the descendants of the Banda family found the gate again, there would be a situation that could not be cleaned up.

In the years that followed, Zhangxiong maintained a thriving momentum, expanding its territory and dominating the plateau. There is plenty of living space for them to have no need to look for other ways. When the state of Zhangxiong declined, the descendants of the Banda family began to think about change. Bandacsada's grandfather, as well as his father, were the most faithful practitioners.

This is a story that Bandatchata has never told me before, and he is telling me this story now to convey to me that I must lead him to that special gate.

A lot of things have already happened, and behind that special gate is a path that leads to the ball of light. The secret of the special gate is actually the secret hidden in the ball of light.

Bandacsada finished his story and looked at me quietly. I faltered again when I met his glimmering gaze in the light of the torches.

The current Bandacsaddo, no matter what it has become, no matter how much his consciousness has been affected, but his original intention has not changed, and he still wants to save his country and save his people. This matter involves an ancient country, and I have no reason to hesitate or shirk.

"Let's go, I'll take you." I finally made a decision, discarded all distractions, and walked forward.

Following the coordinates that I had memorized, I took Bandatchado all the way. The space of the gate is exactly the same as when I visited the previous few times, most of the doors are closed, not even a single gap remains, and only a very small part of the doors are slightly open.

"You can't get in through these gates." I noticed that Bandacado had been watching the slightly open doors, and kindly reminded him: "Once you go in, there will be trouble." ”

"What kind of trouble will there be?"

I stopped again and took a breath, my physical condition was so bad that as long as I used up a little bit of physical strength, I would feel out of breath.

"Just take a break." I sat down on the spot, took out a little dry food, and gave it to Bandachatado, and while eating it, I told him about the situation at these gates.

As far as I know, there are probably only two types of gates that can be passed, one gate will appear like a copy of itself, and the other gate will be a passage through time and space. From the outside, I couldn't tell the difference between the gates, only luck, or the exact coordinates.

The secrets of the gates, which the monkey Daijue knows, include the gates that travel through time and space, and the gates that can produce replicas. Because of this, he was sure to promise me that he would bring Tian Tian back to life. But this is the secret that Monkey Dajue has in his own hands, and even Bandachata has not confided in it.

This may be a father's love for his son, and in this big event, the more you know, the more dangerous it is.

Bandacado probably didn't quite understand that an identical self would appear in the gate, so he looked at the gate and looked down for a moment.

I added some explanations to him, and I told him that the other self that appeared in the gate had the same appearance, the same personality, the same habits, and even some of the same memories.

"That's where the man called Full Stop came from?" After listening to my explanation, Bandacsada understood it thoroughly, and he immediately thought of a full stop. Bandacsada had seen me travel to Zhangxiong more than ten years ago, and he knew what I was like in the past, so after meeting Su Shiren and Period, he was obviously deeply puzzled about the origin of this person. But Bandachata was more forbearing, and he never asked me who this person was and how he came here.

"It should be." I nodded, the origin of the full stop, can only be explained by the gate.

At this moment, my mind felt a little messy, and I was very suspicious that the full stop was from another world, and he said that Su Shiren was his father, so could it be that Su Shiren also came from another world? If this is the case, it can explain the mystery of Su Shiren's origins.

"That period, can it take your place?"

"It should, but he didn't." I finished the dry food, drank another sip of water, and remembered the full stop, and the patient's face appeared in my mind again, and the feeling in my heart was a little sad: "He is more confident than me, and now he is in a better condition than me, at least he can cope with the pain of traveling." He told me that he would go down the path I hadn't finished, and that in the end, he would be able to do everything I had to do. ”

Bandacsada carefully analyzed every word I said, and he knew that I would not deceive him. For a person living in the eighth century AD, the concepts of time and space, reproduction, these concepts are completely incomprehensible. But Bandachata is an anomaly, he is very receptive, he believes in such things.

"Do you feel like the full stop is the same as you?"

"Most places, it's the same, you've seen him, and there is no difference between me and his appearance." I thought about it for a moment and said, "His purpose is the same as mine. ”

"Then do you believe in him, can you do what you are supposed to do?"

"I don't know." I took out half a pack of cigarettes left for me by the full stop, and there were only a few cigarettes left in this half pack, and the cigarette case was crumpled, and I was reluctant to smoke: "He is more confident than me, and more importantly, he is healthier than me, and he has not suffered any damage." Demon bugs are terrible, even if I don't say it, you should ...... Should know...... The real cause of your father's death is the Demon Bug...... I used to think that if one day I died, it would not be nice to have someone who could go the way I walked......"

Bandacado should have understood everything I said, and he bowed his head in long contemplation.

I ate dry food and drank water, but my legs were still filled with lead, and I tried to get up and continue to move forward, but my legs and feet were a little disobedient.

"Let's take some more rest." Bandacsada looked up and said, "Take a break, your spirits will slowly recover." ”

Bandacsado's tone was very gentle, and there was no wave in his eyes, maybe it was at this moment that I saw the former Bandacsaddo. In fact, Bandacsada gives people a sense of security, and even staying with him in a place full of crises makes me feel more grounded.

Before I knew it, I fell asleep on the spot, and I slept soundly. Occasionally, a hazy dream will float through my mind, messy and unexplained.

I slept for a long time, and when I woke up, I felt very relieved. It's probably been a long time since I've had a good night's sleep like this. I stretched, I was in good spirits, and I should be able to walk for a long time this time.

Bandacado took the initiative to pick up what we had brought with us and asked me to lead the way in front. I was not in good physical condition, but my brain was clear, and I had no problems with my memory, and after careful identification, I found the special gate marked by the coordinates.

As I approached the gate, I suddenly realized that it was tightly closed.

Once the heavy mountain gate is closed, it may not be possible to open it with human labor. In this plane, there are no advanced tools, not even ordinary steel crowbars, and I don't know how to open this door.

Bandacsaddo stood in front of the gate for a moment, looked back at me, then turned his head and stared at the gate motionlessly. At least ten minutes passed before Bandacsada beckoned to me gently.

I walked up behind him, and Bandacsada turned sideways to me and said, "Remember what I said to you?" ”

"What?"

"I told you, I have a hunch that your three friends must be useful."

Bandacado pointed to the closed gate, the torch in his hand was about to burn out, and the little light that remained reflected on the gate.

In the middle of the firelight, I suddenly saw a few faint handprints flashing on the gate. I immediately moved a step to look at it from another angle.

Sure enough, there seemed to be several handprints on this gate that were not easy to distinguish, and the handprints were of different sizes, although they were very vague, but they were like an eternal mark on the gate.

Before that, I had never cared if there were handprints on the gate, but when I saw these handprints on the gate, I immediately thought of the handprints on the small door at the end of the passage of the holy well.

I suddenly began to wonder if there was some secret connection between that little gate and this particular gate. The five of us worked together to open the small door of the passage of the holy well in a more unusual way, but the handprint on the small door was imprinted on this special gate like a ghost.

"Call the three of them." Bandacsada also recognized that the handprints on the gate were the same as those on the small door of the passage of the holy well: "Only if we stand here together can we open this door." ”