After we arrived in the square, Professor Xia still glanced back at the two stone statues from time to time. In the end, Lingxin tugged at his sleeve to hint that he wasn't nostalgic.

THE SQUARE IS INLAID WITH 1000x1000MM "CLOUD LA GRAY" MARBLE, THE SIZE OF A SMALL FOOTBALL FIELD. The road was clean, with only a few fallen leaves fluttering in the wind, the same as what I had seen in my visions at that time—it covered a vast area. Natural marble is beautifully groomed, and the one used to adhere to it is a gray colloid, but not cement.

Over the years, not a single piece of the floor has cracked or peeled, which indirectly shows the skill of the craftsmen who built them at that time.

"Mori, look. With such a vast area around here, there are no other buildings built except for the statue there, which is really a bit of a waste! He looked at me and said, "But what is the statue of the god?" It won't be as magical as those two divine beasts! ”

Professor Xia, who had already noticed this, stared intently at the statue, and seemed to sense something when he looked at him.

"Let's go first!" Professor Xia said to us. Maybe the backpack on his body was too heavy, and he ran in front, his body seemed to be a little shaky, and I was really worried that he would fall because of this. "Dad, slow down! Wait for me and Sen. Lingxin called out to him.

As soon as Professor Xia saw something of research value like a god statue, it was like being beaten with blood, and his concentration was not affected by any objective factors.

"Uncle Xia, we have time, so you don't have to worry about it for a while." I say. After following up, I took a few breaths, and Ling Xin on the side also wiped the beads of sweat from my forehead. It wasn't very hot just now, the breeze wasn't dry, but as the sun rose, the wind mixed in with heat, and the sound of cicadas in the trees around it had reached a level of distraction.

"Sen, this statue is so big, from carving to completion, it will take at least a month!" Professor Xia said. He was crouching aside, dusting the base of the statue with a brush—he might have discovered something.

"Come and see, there's a word on it." He continued.

Our attention shifts to the past, and the typography gradually emerges: water-if-good-up

"Good as water!" Listen to the mind.

At this time, Professor Xia stood up and said, "That's right, these four words show a kind of supreme realm—it's wonderful!" ”

"That's not right, Uncle Xia, this general work will be signed, or remember the year or something, but these four words alone are a bit off-topic, right?" I wondered.

"No," Professor Xia shook his head and said, "The sculpture of this statue gathers the wisdom of many craftsmen, and it is a masterpiece of work. ”

After he finished speaking, he nodded subconsciously, as if he was still reminiscing about the realm and implication.

"Sen, I think it's the idol you saw that day when you were struck by lightning." Professor Xia said.

I took out my phone, enlarged the photo and compared it, and nodded to Professor Xia to confirm.

"Sen, you've taken such a magical photo. How could I not know! Lingxin said.

For Lingxin, my conversation with Professor Xia was like playing a dumb riddle, and she was particularly curious.

I think before going out, Professor Xia just gave her a hasty explanation of the situation, and did not explain to her much about the main purpose and reason for our visit.

"Lingxin, the purpose of our visit this time is because of the magical scene in this photograph, and to wonder if this statue is hiding some secrets." I say. "That's right." She then looked at the idol, looking even more curious.

The idol is more than ten meters tall, much taller than I thought. In terms of appearance, it looks like a priest - the statue of God is standing, holding a scepter in one hand and a book in the other, presumably the Bible or something. Its head was in its hood, and it was dressed in a long robe, and its face was unrecognizable, and judging by the beard carved into its chin, it was indeed an old man.

When I took a few steps back and looked up, I felt that the carved priest was familiar—he resembled the mysterious man I had just seen in the vision.

"Sen, what are you looking at with your head held high?" The voice of the heart came.

I turned my head to see that she was beside me, looking up in the direction I was looking.

"No, I'll just take a look." I say.

"Alright, let's go over and have a look, there are no more clues here." Professor Xia said. He then looked at the two of us, and when he saw that we had no objection, he walked over.

The church is much taller than the idol, and its walls have been eroded by rainwater, and many places have been damaged, accounting for 1/4 of the whole in terms of degree.

Its architectural style belongs to the Gothic architectural style, but it is not exactly like it, and can only be roughly judged from the overall shape, because the damage is somewhat serious.

The real thing and the distant view are completely different concepts, and in front of it, we seem very small, like ants.

It has a bamboo shoot-like structure, and there are two outbuildings next to it, and the main hall is what we expect - what is the magic in that wooden door, or some of the records that were built at that time.

The wooden door is pinned with an "X" shaped sealing wood, and it looks like it has never been opened since it was sealed.

We came to the stone steps in front of it, and when we saw such a scene, Professor Xia was a little disappointed - the wooden door was very large and very high, and the sealing wood was still tied with an iron cone, and it was extremely difficult to unpack.

"This ......" Faced with such a situation, Professor Xia's tone was a little hesitant and helpless.

"Uncle Xia, Lingxin, let's look around and see if there are any objects like iron rods, we can pry it open." I suggested.

Professor Xia nodded and walked away. Lingxin looked at me with a pout, and she seemed to have something to say.

"Sen, with the strength of the three of us, if we want to pry open this door, can we do it?"

"Lingxin, you can't say that, you have to try everything to know, or we will go back now?" I asked rhetorically.

"Uh, forget it. Let's look for it first, it's all here, I will, and my dad won't. Lingxin said. Then she came and pushed me, trying for me to take her to find her.

Near the church, there was a large pile of discarded wood, crisscrossed by a large number of discarded wood, and weeds grew around and in the crevices of the wood. I think you can find some iron tools left behind, such as chisels, crowbars, etc., even if they are rusted, they still have a lot of value.

"Be careful, the wood isn't strong, don't fall." I reminded her. Standing on the block, Ling Xin bent over to look for it, really worried that she would slip when she stepped on the air.

"Sen, I think you should come and see this." Lingxin said.

I got up and walked forward, wondering if she had found what we were looking for, but she didn't appear surprised, but calm, which made me even more curious.