I looked at Meng Xinrui's eyes, and I felt more and more strange, feeling that she had changed and become a different person.

I said so many words of concern to my old wife, and she was indifferent. If you haven't fully recovered your vocal function, or if you really don't want to talk to answer our questions, then at least respond with body language, shake your head or move your hands, even if you roll your eyes twice.

But she didn't make any response, and she didn't even bother to look at us.

Meng Xinrui's performance made me and the old prostitute very puzzled. The old prostitute whispered to me, "Could she really not be Meng Xinrui?"

I didn't know how to answer the old prostitute, but I shook my head, indicating that I didn't know.

After Meng Xinrui lay down, her eyes kept staring at it, I don't know how her eyesight is recovering now, and whether she can see the stone top above. But when I saw her looking up, I had a question that I wanted her to answer me.

"Just now the little wolf said a nonsense, what is it talking about, we didn't hear it clearly, we suspect that it is related to the change in the top of the stone above. Can you tell us what happens when the roof changes? "I deliberately didn't say that it wasn't Meng, after all, I have some doubts about her now, and her current state is similar to the previous Meng Xinrui.

Meng Xinrui still didn't speak, she didn't even blink her eyes, I accentuated my tone and continued: "If you can't speak now, then tell me with body language, the stone roof above has changed, does it mean that something bad will happen?"

After I finished speaking, Meng Xinrui no longer looked at it, but looked at me. I thought she was going to say something, but after waiting for more than ten seconds, she still didn't make any answer.

"Oh my god, what the hell is going on, it can't be stupid, right?"

As soon as the old prostitute finished speaking, Meng Xinrui looked at him. Through Meng Xinrui's reaction, it can be proved that she can hear voices, but why she doesn't communicate with us, it's hard to understand, after all, what she is thinking in her heart, we can't guess.

"Don't ask her any more questions, it's useless, I'm afraid she won't be able to recover her memory for a while." San'er said.

"What do you mean, she's amnesia?" The old prostitute asked, "Can you see this?"

"It's not seen, it's inferred." San'er continued: "Her current state can basically be determined."

"Inference? How did you deduce that?" I was a little puzzled by what San'er said, and I hope he can explain a thing or two.

"You've all looked closely at the repetitive frescoes, haven't you noticed the effect of the frescoes?" San'er asked rhetorically, and seeing that neither I nor the old prostitute were silent, he continued: "Those repeated murals have different functions than the murals you have seen in the ancient tombs in the past. In the past, the murals you saw were meant to record or praise the owner of the tomb, but the repetitive murals were not, and they were used to help people who came out of the coffins to find their lost memories. ”

San'er's explanation of the repetition of the mural, I have never thought about it again. I've always focused on the content of the mural, and I never thought about anything special besides the mural.

"Tell me how you understand it, why I didn't see what it was to find my memory." The old prostitute said.

"It's very simple, first of all, you have to admit that those murals are not for outsiders to see, but for those who are in the coffin." After San'er finished speaking, the old prostitute and I both nodded, this doesn't need to be said by San'er, we also know that after all, there is a road map for going out on the mural, and this alone is enough to prove that it is the way to guide out.

"The first and last parts of the mural are designed to find lost memories."

As soon as San'er finished speaking, the old prostitute had a different opinion and said, "Isn't the first part a record of hatred? Isn't the last part a record of the trivia of the life of the person in the coffin after he went out? How did this become a lost memory?"

"It seems that your understanding of those murals is still stuck in the content of the murals, and you have not seen the true meaning beyond the murals." San'er continued: "The first part of the mural is about hatred, but that is not a reminder of hatred, but an awakening of that memory. You can imagine that if it's a reminder to remember hatred, it should be more detailed, and the most detailed place is the enemy. If hatred is to be remembered, why not paint more information about the enemy, and it is impossible to tell who the enemy of the slaughter of the city is based on those simple descriptions alone, so I think it is designed to awaken the memory. ”

I'm still a little hazy, but I think San'er is right about one thing. If it is to remember hatred, then the most detailed place is the enemy's information, but the first part of the mural is precisely the enemy's information that blurs. The enemy we see described is nothing more than foreign soldiers in armor, where do these foreign tribes come from? What is the country? None of them are well documented.

The old prostitute thought for a few seconds, frowned, nodded again and again, and said, "When you say that, it really means a little bit." If you want to remember hatred, then at least you have to write who the other party is, even if this small country has no words, then you should draw a pattern that symbolizes the enemy, or the flag of the army, or who to seek revenge after going out. ”

"If you extrapolate like this, there is no revenge at all, and maybe you don't want the people in the coffin to take revenge, so you didn't leave any information about the enemy." I said.

San'er nodded in agreement, and then said: "The last part is all trivial things in life after going out, from marrying a wife and having children, to growing vegetables and eating. This is not a picture of a peaceful and prosperous world, but a reminder to those who go out what to do when they go out. ”

Although San'er's explanation is not very detailed, the content of the mural is always imprinted in my mind. If everything follows this line of thought, then San'er's search for lost memories will really become the ultimate value of the mural's existence. I really can't think of any other reason to overturn San'er's judgment, after all, Meng Xinrui's current state is the same as having no memory.

"It makes sense, worthy of the people who live in the ancient city, the idea is more unique than us. From this point of view, all those who succeed in the experiment will lose their memory, and Meng Xinrui will naturally lose their memory. The old prostitute glanced at Meng Xinrui, who was lying down, and then continued: "But looking at her current state, it doesn't look like amnesia, it's more like a mentally handicapped child."

"She's not amnesia, it's temporary at best. According to the analysis of the meaning of the mural's existence, it is only a matter of time before she will retrieve her previous memories. San'er said.

"I hope so, otherwise Zhanzhao will cry and faint in the toilet." I didn't understand the old prostitute for a while, I glanced at him, and the old prostitute continued: "If this is really amnesia, and then forget Zhanzhao, then Zhanzhao will lose a lot." In the past, Zhanzhao would never give up when she was ugly, but at this time she became beautiful, and then she abandoned Zhanzhao, so this beautiful appearance is a bit cruel. ”

As soon as the old prostitute finished saying what she said about the little wolf, the lying little wolf woke up as if he had heard it.