The B&B is on the side of a hill and can only be climbed on foot from the mountain road.

The power has been cut off, but fortunately there is still a stock of bottled water and some convenience food. Other than that, the room is well sealed, there is no dust in the room, the quilt is soft, and it smells of sunshine.

We lit candles and sat around the living room. The mountain breeze is cool, there are not many mosquitoes, and occasionally a small gnat that is not afraid of death flies in, and then plunges into the fire and turns into ashes.

There was a small iron plate in the middle of the table, and there was a dice in it, and I picked it up and threw it away.

"You speak first." I pointed to Tsuneyama Road.

Chang Shan glanced at Wen Tingxu, and Wen Tingxu spread out his hand.

"Let's say it, the next few days are the end of the world, we are the survivors of the earth, and now we are talking at night, concisely summarizing the reasons for the destruction of the world."

Chang Shan nodded, and said slowly: "Okay, in that case, let me first inform my identity, Tingxu and I are colleagues, and we work for a secret project." This project is a collaboration between the ICPO and the Foundation for Scientific Ideas FOST, and focuses on the following, tracking and investigation of a number of secret evil sects, one of which is the Morrows.

"We pretended to help and helped Nie Qing obtain the status of an ICPO staff member and gain her trust. Then Tingxu established a stable relationship with her. I, on the other hand, pretend to be an indigenous bartender and am employed by the bar they co-open. ”

I was stunned. Wen Tingxu was silent, took out two IC card work cards and threw them on the table.

"This is my work permit for Chang Shan and me, you can check it when you arrive."

"What about Lao Wei?" I asked.

"Actually, the main financier of this project is FOST, I used to be an employee of ICPO, and Tingxu and Lao Wei are both employed by FOST."

Wen Tingxu nodded.

I immediately understood why they behaved this way, but Hua Hu questioned it disapprerovingly.

"Surnamed Wen, you are a fake public servant, join this Foster organization, and then avenge your parents, right?"

Wen Tingxu smiled: "Your Royal Highness Princess, you have confused cause and effect. In fact, it was Foster who first approached me and claimed to be willing to help find out the truth about the case of the West Night Archaeological Team that I decided to join this organization, or why should I be driven by others - let's not discuss personal grievances tonight, let's focus on saving Wei Yang. ”

"Agreed." The cousin interjected, "How long have you been following the Morrow Sect, and do you know the same situation as the Science Society?" ”

Chang Shan sighed and said, "The trigger point of this incident is actually a murder case. More than a year ago, the ICPO discovered that a Chinese employee Nie Qing was behaving very abruptly, so it conducted a secret investigation into her.

"In the end, we confirmed that she had been murdered and that the killer had stolen her appearance and identity. Then after monitoring the murderer, we found out that he was not human...... Anyway, in the end, it went to Wei Yang, and as a result, countless non-humans were found - that is, faceless men. ”

Chang Shan paused, and said helplessly: "Other staff don't want to take on this case, and then Brother Wen and I will be stupidly responsible." As a result, it came slowly, and I found out that Brother Wen also had other plans......"

"Roll the dice." Wen Tingxu interrupted him and said to me.

My hand shook, and the dice fell on the plate with a "dang" sound, and this time it was Hua Yan's turn.

"I'm Princess Asura, I crossed over, my body can't wear it, and my spirit and ability can bring it over. I'm going back, though. That's it, believe it or not. She looked at everyone with hostile eyes.

How dare the other three speak, I had to break the silence and take the initiative to ask questions.

"What is the purpose of your passage?"

"Forget." She said simply.

"Did you know about the existence of the Faceless Man before?"

"I don't know."

"You just said that Asura is not More, so what is More?"

"Where do I know, Moreau is your language, I only know that Asura is not Moreau." She spoke particularly impulsively today.

"You said before that there are records of the human world in Asura, but it is an older era, what era was it?"

"Giant civilization, we call it the Age of the Great Tomb." Hua Yan said, "Of course, there are no relics to be found now, maybe the ashes in the depths of the Zhulong River stratum you mentioned are the remnants of their civilization." ”

Wen Tingxu looked suddenly enlightened.

"If you put it that way, something makes sense. Although Nie Qing is familiar with me on the surface, and she doesn't hide things from me Mo Luo, she still guards me deeply about some key things. For example, she had been there many times by car herself.

"I pretended to ask her inadvertently, and she said that it was an important place for the Morro Sect, because the god Moro wanted to come down from there, but failed—it was the ruins of an ancient battlefield, and for the Moro Sect, it was a battle that could rewrite history like the Battle of Zhuolu."

"So, in the history of Asura, is there a record of that battle?" I asked Hua Hudao.

"Yes."

"Are the warring parties Moro and the human giants?"

"I guess so, as I said, Moro is not an asura word."

"What is the outcome of the war?"

She was obviously reluctant to answer, but she answered anyway.

"The giant lost, the dead were wiped out, and the 'amnesia curse' was imposed."

"Amnesia? Is it the kind of 'memory erasure punishment' commonly used in the Roman Empire? I asked.

"That's right, so there is no record of the age of giants in your history."

The punishment of memory erasure is a punishment imposed by the Roman Empire on tyrants, nobles and traitors, that is, to erase the traces of the person's existence from all books, records, statues, currencies and other physical objects.

Several Roman emperors, such as Caligula, Domitian, and Hadrian, were sentenced to this punishment by the Senate.

In fact, Qin Shi Huang's book burning pit Confucianism and Emperor Qingchun's Siku Quanshu are also a disguised memory erasure, but the rulers of ancient China are more euphemistic and inconvenient to say.

In this way, the entire age of giants has suffered similar punishments, but who is the one who inflicts the punishment?

"Can you tell us about the geological age of that era?" Wen Tingxu asked.

"Earlier than you can think of."

"Proterozoic? A time when living things first appeared? I enumerated.

"Maybe." Hua Hu shrugged his shoulders and said, "I don't know these out-of-the-ordinary words. ”

"Since the Giant Clan lost the battle and Moro won, why haven't the remains of the Moro Clan been found?"

Hua Hu stared at me and asked rhetorically, "Who said no?" ”

She pointed to the stone letter placed next to it, because it contained a red lotus, thinking of what happened to the visitors from hell and Xiao Wolf, we never dared to open that thing.

"The Red Lotus was left by Moreau?"

"The Curse of Amnesia wasn't Morrow's."

"That's right, it's a fossil of Moreau's blood clot."

"So, Moreau is dead, where did he die?"

"You've heard the story of Kuafu's chasing the sun. After Kuafu's death, all the limbs and organs became fertile soil. Moreau wasn't that exaggerated, but its corpse was full of energy. Where it fell, both of you have been—"

Hua Yu pointed at me and said to Wen Tingxu, "The underground heaven of the Western Night Country is the remains of Mo Luo, after experiencing the vicissitudes of life, it was buried, and the flesh and bones of the body cavity formed an iron wall, and then supported a huge space - this is the truth of the Xiye people's underworld. ”