The withered yellow grass scratched at Snowstain's face, and the smell of dirt burrowed into Snowstain's nose.

Where am I, who am I, what am I supposed to do?

The classic philosophical three questions come to mind.

When he opened his eyes in a daze, Snow Scar found himself lying on a meadow, the withered yellow grass stretched into the distance, this was a grassland, the air was cold and dry, and there was a salty sea flavor in the air, and the ocean was not far away.

Early winter, but it seems to be different from Snow Country.

In front of him was the emerald green owl, looking straight at himself with its big piercing eyes.

Snow Marks remembered that she had left Jerusalem with the help of Pissarro and Jean, because the whole city of Jerusalem was under martial law and could only be left by pilgrimage routes.

The owl in front of him is the so-called "constant" given to him by the snowflower, and as long as it exists, it proves that it is an illusion or a dream. Since it is here, it means that this is a pilgrimage route.

Snow marks are ignorant of this "constant" and are full of curiosity. This may be the snow flower's telekinesis ability, the telekinesis ability is ever-changing, I don't know what magic it has.

Suddenly the owl spoke: "Why did it take you so long to come?"

"Oh my God, you can talk!" Snowmark stared at the owl with wide eyes.

The world of telekinesis is really full of wonders! Birds can talk!

"When we first met, my name was Snow Marks......"

"Why are you talking to a bird?" the voice cleared, coming from behind him.

Snow Scar turned around and saw Jean in a gorgeous costume standing behind him, looking down on him condescendingly.

It turns out that Jean asked what he said just now.

Her clothes were completely different from before, a long skirt of cotton and linen, a small silk vest outlined a cotton shirt with a large white collar, decorated with shiny silver ornaments, and a small black hat with ethnic characteristics on the top of her head, which matched her light blonde hair. A long black silk shawl is embroidered with lily of the valley flowers.

The owl fluttered and flew up, chirping as if it were a mockery of the snow marks.

"I ...... I love nature, okay?"

Jean snorted and laughed, her smile was like the warmth of spring blooming on the earth where the harsh winter was coming to an end, making people feel like a spring breeze.

"Constants are psychic creations that help you distinguish between the illusory and the real, they survive on the host's telekinesis, and they become powerful as the host grows. Jean glanced at the owl hovering in the sky, "The constant that NPC gave you is a very rare species, and this is the first time I've seen this kind of bird constant." It's weak at the moment, but it's perfect for you, because it consumes almost no telekinesis, and it's the best option for you who haven't awakened. With your current ability, you can't communicate with it at all, and if you want to communicate with it, you must at least awaken it......"

Xue Zhen didn't hear Qin's explanation at all, and kept immersed in her smile just now: "It's the first time I've seen you smile, and you really look good when you smile." ”

"Flim Flam, shut up!" Jean's indifference instantly returned to his face.

"And what is your constant?" asked Snow Mark, who quickly regained his seriousness.

The corners of Qin's mouth twitched, and the indifferent expression gradually dissipated, revealing a faint proud smile. This question was kind of asked to her heart.

She whistled loudly, and in the distance the horse's hooves sounded, and a tall horse galloped in from a distance.

The majestic black horse has snow-white hooves and a diamond-shaped white hair between its forehead. Handsome and majestic, with black hair shining in the sun.

The black horse stopped abruptly beside Jean, not bringing up a trace of dust.

Jean touched the horse's back lovingly, and smiled at the snow mark without saying a word.

Needless to say, this is the constant of the piano.

Snow Scar glanced at the owl in the sky, and felt dwarfed.

"What a beautiful horse. He couldn't help but exclaim.

"Of course, I call it snow treading, and in the East, the four-hoofed snow-white black horse is called snow treading and is a very rare coat color. Jean's pride is hard to hide.

Snow Mark nodded, even someone like him who didn't know much about horses could see that this horse was special, and was touched by its majestic beauty.

The horse is indeed a good match.

Snow Scar got up from the ground and patted the dirt off his body.

It's just that I'm standing here like a groom, or a falcon's squire.

"This is the pilgrimage route, a place where people can recall things they don't want to think about, why did we come back here?" asked Snow Mark.

Jean's attention was all on the horse, and she stroked the horse's back and replied without looking back: "Because of your escape, the whole of Jerusalem is in a state of blockade, and all people cannot return to this world, so we can only use this method, which is equivalent to escaping from the path." ”

"Will there be pursuers?"

"No, the pilgrimage path is a virtual world built from the memories of the capable. There is only one subject and one object. This pilgrimage path was established with you as the main body, and I am the only object. It's a world for the two of us, and no one can get in. ”

The pilgrimage path is a spiritual space built based on the memory of the subject, and the subject, also known as the subject, will re-experience the past in the memory cage constructed by the pilgrimage road, with the ultimate goal of untying the knot. The object is also known as the observer, and has a powerful power that is almost omniscient and omnipotent on the pilgrimage path, with a mental strength nearly a hundred times that of the real world, and a powerful perception that far exceeds the usual one.

Since he is the main body, then this means that this is another memory about himself? Xue Zhen looked around, how could he not remember that there was such a large plain in his hometown.

"And how do we leave?" asked Snowmark. Now that we have come to this point, just leave the pilgrimage path and you will be able to wake up in reality. He didn't want to stay here long, he didn't want to recall the memories that made him unhappy again.

"Then it's up to you, open the door!" Jean said, looking at the snow marks.

"How?"

"Visualize. ”

"What's that?"

"Visualization is one of the basic skills of the initiation of a teacher, and every teacher must master it, because it is the key to entering Jerusalem. Imagine a door in your mind, imagine that it is a door that can travel through time and space and return to the real world......" Qin carefully explained the visualization, and as she explained, she drew circles in the air with her fingers, and with her fingers, a crack opened in the air, as if a pair of big hands had passed through the space, tearing the crack through it, and the outline of a large door appeared in front of the two of them.

It was the same gate that Snow Scar had seen last time on the pilgrimage.

As soon as Qin relaxed, the newly formed gate dissipated again, and the cracks in the space quickly closed. Jean took a deep breath, and it seemed that visualization was also a big burden for her.

"It's a little strange why I'm struggling so the pilgrimage...... But forget it, here you go. "Piano Road.

Snow Scar took a deep breath and began to try as Jean said.

It's easy to say, but after thinking about it for a long time, Xueji can only come up with a door frame.

"The door doesn't have to be too big for the two of us to pass through. Qin pointed out, "You should rest first, although this 'visualization' is the basic skill of the teacher, but this basic skill is not easy, and it cannot be practiced overnight." ”

Snowmark suddenly thought of a question: "By the way, why are we able to talk to Jerusalem here? I remember you don't speak our language? And I can't speak your language." ”

"Because this is the spiritual world, we don't use language now, it's spiritual communication. ”

"What about time? How can you tell the time here?"

"We have a maximum of 10 hours of presence here, which is equivalent to 1 hour in the real world. Jean explains, "In Jerusalem, time flows at half the speed of the real world, and on pilgrimage routes, it is only one-tenth of the real world. In some special places in Jerusalem, the flow of time may be lower. ”

Will the flow of time slow down? It seems that it was the work of God, and it must have been the work of God in the construction of Jerusalem.

"So you don't have to rush, just practice slowly. ”

Snow Scar breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that he still had time.

But he couldn't waste that time, and he couldn't let up at the thought that his mother was still in crisis, so he tried again to visualize the gate in his mind one at a time.

Qin looked at Xueji's hard work, a little moved, thinking of his purpose, and couldn't help asking: "You are here to save your mother, right, I already knew that you were wronged last time on the pilgrimage, so why don't you appeal? Why don't you rescue your mother through legal means? You also have police and courts there, right?" ”

Xue Zhen glanced at her and said with a wry smile: "In our country, the law is not very useful, and many times the person who holds the law has the final say. ”

"Then why don't you go and ask your lord for help?"

"I don't have any lords, I'm a free man. ”

"And how are you going to save your mother?"

Snow Scar stopped and touched his chest, and he could feel it as Nian Shen Beigui hibernated in his body.

This is the biggest gain he has obtained in Jerusalem, although it is not known what it can do, but at least one thing is certain, Nian Shen Beigui can provide him with a steady stream of telekinesis, so that he can also use the basic skills of telekinesis ability, with the "hidden" and "hard" he has learned, his combat effectiveness has improved more than a cut.

"Break through, rob the Dharma field, kill the gods when you meet the gods, kill the Buddha when you meet the Buddha, isn't this simple?"

Snow Mark said this, but he knew that this alone was probably not enough to save people, and he thought of Pissarro's words: Jean was the key to his mother's rescue.

From what he knew about Jean so far, Jean was a responsible guide, and since he was willing to save himself from the Jerusalem prison, she would have helped if he begged again.

But Xuejin did not speak, because he remembered that Pissarro had said that if Jean and himself were too close, it was possible that they would both die.

Snow Mark didn't want to hurt her, so he didn't ask her, and continued to concentrate on contemplating the gate.

"No, you're a little weird, why didn't you ask me for help this time?" Jean keenly spotted the problem.

The last time on the pilgrimage route, Xue Zhen begged Qin for help and even did not hesitate to harm himself, but now he is arrogant, but he wants to cover it up.

"Did the president tell you something?"

Snow Scar lowered his head, didn't speak, and continued his meditation.

"Hmph, you're so boring. Qin didn't ask, turned over and got on the horse: "I guess it will take you a while to learn to visualize, I'll go around first." ”

With that, Qin clamped his legs, and the black horse ran, and at this moment, a bright light suddenly flashed behind him. Jean looked back in surprise and saw a small door appear in front of Snow Marks.

Snowmark finally succeeded, and he visualized a door.

A small door tore through the space and appeared in front of them, shaped like a dog's hole.

Jean turned back and came to Snowmark.

"I said it shouldn't be too big, but it's too small, how are we going to get there?" Jean complained.

Although Qin complained on the surface, she was secretly surprised in her heart, the speed of Xue Mark's visualization was much faster than she thought, she thought that he would spend several hours practicing visualization, but she didn't expect that it would only take ten minutes to reach the level of basic formation.

"Oooh," Snowmark nodded, "I'll get another bigger one." ”

He was about to try again, but Jean suddenly said, "Wait, something is wrong." ”

"What's wrong?"

Jean turned over and dismounted, and came to the small door that had just been visualized, and took a closer look.

"There is no crossing gate...... Qin looked at the small door the size of a dog's hole, and said in surprise: "This door...... Can't leave, it's not your pilgrimage!"

"What do you mean it's not my pilgrimage?"

"There is a subject and an object on the pilgrimage path, and the whole space is constructed from the memory of the subject, and the object is almost omniscient and omnipotent in this space, and has incomparably powerful power, and the general guide is the object......"

Qin observed the surroundings, outside the vast grassland, a majestic castle loomed in the mist, Qin suddenly found that this is Beiao, is his hometown!

100 kilometers north of Tukur, the capital of North Austria, in Savoy, the hometown of Jean, in the autumn of 920 in the last calendar!

"This ...... This is my pilgrimage path, I am the subject!" Qin suddenly realized, no wonder he felt struggling when he visualized the passage through the boundary gate just now, because he was not an object, not a guide with infinite power. On this pilgrimage, the snow mark is the object of great power.

Xueji also understood that he was an object, which was equivalent to experiencing the feeling of a guide.

Thinking of the last time on the pilgrimage road, Qin killed her life and death, Xuezhen couldn't help but want to play a prank, but thinking that the crisis outside was still there, she couldn't help but do it. Just said to Jean:

"Since you are the main body, then open the door. ”

Jean sighed, "I can't do it." ”

Xuejin was a little anxious: "But I'm in a hurry to go back! Although 10 hours is only equal to 1 hour outside, my mother will be in danger tomorrow, and I want to go back early." You're a teacher, how can you not do it? Aren't you as good as me?"

Because Qin didn't have the ability to read, and she didn't have a treasure like the return of the gods, her mind was not enough to open the boundary gate, and she only had to wait for 10 hours for the door to appear automatically.

Not being able to read is Qin's secret, and she gritted her teeth, still not wanting to tell Snow Marks this secret.

"Why the hell?"

Under the pressure of Snow Marks, she was a little annoyed.

"It's not all your fault! I told you to wait on the pilgrimage to wake up on your own. Why are you going in?"

"This ...... Don't blame me, someone pulled me in!"

"Okay, then why do you want to participate in the entrance examination of the teacher, if you are not in the limelight, how can there be so many things behind. Do you think you're going to win?"

Jean didn't know that Snow Marks was the real arena number one. When she entered Jerusalem for the second time, she saw that the results of the teacher examination were posted on the bulletin board, and the name of Snow Mark was prominently listed, but it was a red name, which was at the bottom.

She didn't know that it was the Pope who canceled the first place of Snow Marks, but that Snow Marks entered the field recklessly and was eliminated at the beginning.

Thinking of the torture she was subjected to in prison as a cheater, Snow Mark also got angry: "Do you know what I've been through?"

"I don't care what you've been through. ”

"Are you people living in Jerusalem so unreasonable?

"You say I'm unreasonable, domineering, bullying?" Jean's chest heaved in anger, "Apologize to me!"

"I don't! I'm not wrong!" Snow Scar said stubbornly.

"You have to apologize, not only for what you just said, but also for what you did to me...... Dirty things!" Jean glared angrily.

"What kind of dirty thing?" was confused.

"That's ......" Qin was a little embarrassed to speak, and said angrily: "What are you pretending to be confused!"

"Oh!" Snow Mark remembered, "Are you saying I peed on you? There's a reason why I peed on you, and I'm doing it for your good!"

"Get out of here!" Jean kicked the snow to the ground.

Xueji was smashed to pieces, but he was still unforgiving: "You are just unreasonable! Domineering! Bully!"

Ignoring him, Jean turned on his horse and headed for the castle and village in the distance.