Over the next few days, the Count continued to check every detail of the information, and went to the grotto several times with Faslia, studying each fresco from beginning to end, hoping to corroborate her analysis, and at the same time searching for clues about the man, but never found anything.

During this period, he also talked with the old man who took care of the grotto a few times, and the old man would occasionally accompany them to observe the murals, but he did not know anything about the frescoes that he could understand with a little knowledge, let alone the last few that even the Count could not understand.

More than half a month has passed, and there has been no progress. The Count was on the verge of collapse.

On this day, he suddenly wondered, since the jar of wine appeared repeatedly, would it be the key, anyway, there was no clue, take a jar of wine to the grotto to get drunk and try his luck. Thinking of his helplessness and rushing to the doctor, he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Seeing that he was going to the grotto again, and had brought a large jar of wine, Faslia prepared to go with him.

The earl couldn't bear it: "It's windy and sand outside, don't always accompany me to suffer, and you don't need to be accompanied by an entourage this time, I'll go find the old man who cares for the grotto to accompany me." ”

After saying that, he got into the carriage, took a jar of wine, and came to the grotto alone, he went to find the old man first, and the two of them took a jar of wine and ran directly to the grotto where the seven murals were located.

"Hehe, don't laugh at me, I guess I'm the first tourist who comes here to drink, I'm really depressed, you can drink with me!" the count smiled bitterly.

The old man looked at him with an unfathomable smile in his eyes, and only said in his mouth, "Good, good." ”

After filling two bowls of wine, the old man sat down with him on the ground in front of the mural, and the earl looked at the mural blankly for a while, and sighed: "I don't want to, come and drink." "Drink it all.

The old man didn't say a word, and he drank with him.

Full of wine, the two chatted with each other, chatting a few words with the earl, and after a while, the wine came up, and there were fewer words.

He boasted that he knew astronomy and geography, and knew the past and the present, and he thought it was funny to think about drinking with an illiterate old man in this deserted place.

It's ridiculous!

More often than not, the Count was talking to himself, looking at the frescoes for a while, and drinking with the old man for a while. After a few bowls, he was drunk, and asked the old man with a smile: "We have met many times, do you know who I am?"

The old man shook his head: "The government only asked me to cooperate with you, but I know that you must be a big man, and you still know a lot." ”

"Big man, do you know how much, hahaha......"

The Count laughed out loud and said, "Can a big man drink in this place full of yellow sand?

The old man accompanied him with a bowl and looked at him quietly.

The Count stood up, stared at the seven frescoes, and said indignantly, "Why did I come here, why did I rack my brains to solve this mystery, and what does it have to do with me?"

But, but ...... There seems to be an invisible force guiding him step by step, making him involuntary and unstoppable.

"Also, who is this guy who drinks with mosquitoes, why does it feel so familiar, does it have anything to do with me?" he said to himself after a moment's frenzy.

"That's right, he is your ancestor, the founder of the Fengya family. ”

A voice struck the Count like a bolt of lightning.

The words came from the mouth of the old man.

He turned around slowly, stared at the old man for a long time, and suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed: "It seems that wine is the same for everyone, I'm stupid for you, it's not normal to drink alcohol, haha, so it's mysterious, and said that I don't know who I am, the magistrate told you a long time ago, and your memory is really bad, my name is Charles Wind, and the ancient Winder family has been passed down for thousands of years." Hahaha....... ”

"Hmph, millennium! How can the things of millions of years ago be known to ordinary people?"

The cold voice landed, and the old man's obscurity was swept away. faintly revealed the nobility and indifference of a grandmaster.

The Count couldn't laugh anymore.

The old man's eyes were blazing, and he said lightly: "Sit down and slow down." ”

The Count involuntarily sat down as the old man had said, closed his eyes, and slowly opened them for about a quarter of an hour.

At this point, he had come to believe that it was not an alcohol-inflicted hallucination, and was convinced that a shocking secret was about to be revealed from the old man's mouth.

"What I'm going to say next can only be dictated, not in paper or other forms, you have to remember. Because I'm not alone every time I see you, and you're too clever to believe in metaphysics, and you're arrogant enough to make you can't listen to what you think is nonsense, so I've been waiting for the right moment, do you understand?"

The old man's expression was solemn, and his tone became more and more cold.

The Earl was ashamed and bowed his head speechless.

The old man took a sip of wine, closed his eyes and pondered for a while, and said slowly, "Let's start with you......

Your family is much older than you can imagine, and the Fengya family has been around since ancient times. Hundreds of thousands of years ago, the east-west divergence was called the Wende family, also known as the Wind Descendants. I'm sure you've been wondering about why your family is called the Descendants of the Wind, right?"

The Earl was silent, the old man knew his own family and even himself far more than his family lineage.

The old man continued: "You don't know that it's not that your ancestors have hidden it, but that you haven't known anything about it since the second generation. ”

"But......," the count could not finish his sentence when the old man interrupted him.

"How do I know?" said the old man with a smile, "the mural was painted by my ancestors." ”

The earl was surprised: "You are a descendant of the painting saint!"

The old man nodded: "The world only knows the painting saint, in fact, my family is also the guardian of the Mogao Grottoes, and my ancestor is Taihao, the first --- to fly before the goddess of the Goddess of Surprise, and your ancestor is the same era." Your ancestor is the god of wind--- grace. ”

The old man took a sip of wine and said: "We all have the blood of gods in our bodies, but we don't have the slightest divine power, just because the divine power is sealed in other time and space, in other words, only our time and space have no divine power, of course, there are no gods, and there are many descendants of gods in our world, all of them."

"However, in the ancient chaos period, there was only one time and space. Regardless of race, regardless of ethnicity, gods, demons, men and ghosts coexist. The chaotic and disorderly time and space cause endless fighting and killing. As the lowest class, people have been poisoned.

The god of suddenness created a time and space with great mental power, isolating supernatural energy such as gods and demons, and at the same time, giving humans the ability of the god of love and belief to the god of Suzaku love, this is our current world. All gods cannot enter our world. ”

"The boundaries of our time and space are guarded by twelve gigantic mosquitoes, and there are twelve hours in a day, which is the twenty-four hours of your west, and each mosquito represents an hour. Standard time is represented by two eternally constant timekeeping instruments, one of which is the Saint-Soli clock in the Kingdom of Esso. ”

The Count's heart shook when he heard this, and he knew that twenty-four seconds, the prince's strange dream, and soon the truth would be revealed.

The old man continued: "However, Kronos could not accept that these prey, that is, humans, were enclosed and protected. But they couldn't enter this space, so your ancestor was commissioned to create the 'nectar of the wind', which is what the future generations called wine.

As depicted in the mural, Fengya tempted twelve mosquitoes to drink, causing the mosquitoes to go crazy and fluctuate in time. Our space-time is only sixty-six instantaneous or twenty-four seconds away from other space-time, and once the time fluctuation exceeds twenty-four seconds, the space-time boundary will be broken and return to the chaotic state of chaos.

After the order of time and space was disrupted, there were gods and demons fighting everywhere, demonic beasts were rampant on the earth, and human beings were almost wiped out. ”

"Suddenly, the gods were furious, and they made an appointment to fight Kronos, which was in this place in Dunhuang. All the Elder Gods and Demons were divided into two factions, and the battle lasted for a hundred years.

Feng Ya and Tai Hao, as the main cadres of both sides, have had an earth-shattering battle in such a virtual realm. After this battle, the heroes of the two gods cherished each other, and although they were hostile, they became friends. Later, Fengya was influenced by the goddess of ignorance and created the nectar of the wind for herself, causing this catastrophe and repenting deeply. ”

In the end, he won by a narrow margin. You and my ancestors were involved in the post-war negotiations.

In the end, the following agreements were reached: the goddess of the suddenness gave up the right to control time and space alone, allowed Kronos to establish a Western god system without interfering with each other, Kronos would never disturb human space again, and since the nectar of the wind could not be destroyed and was divided into four parts, Fengya sealed the nectar of the wind with her own divine power, life, and soul in order to make up for her sins, and stored it in human space. And my ancestor Taihao is willing to give up his divine power and stay in the human space to guard the nectar of the wind."

The old man's words came to an abrupt end.

In the silence of the grotto, the Count only heard his own heart pounding.

After a long silence, he let out a long breath, took a sip of wine, and said, "Why do you want to tell me this?"

The old man looked at him, his eyes revealing a hint of fear and a faint sadness.

"I can't say it, I'm just as involuntary as you. ”

Silence again...... After a long while, the old man suddenly asked, "Don't you want to ask where the Wind Nectar Seal is?"

"Find them, like my ancestors, and get the mosquitoes drunk?" the Count asked rhetorically.

A warm smile flashed in the old man's eyes.

"It's easier said than done, these places are beyond the flesh and blood of ordinary people to tread, and they are guarded by the four fierce beasts. And God will never be able to enter our time and space. It is also necessary to collect all four parts and gather them into one jar in order to be effective. Theoretically, it is impossible to lift the nectar of the wind. ”

"That's good". The Earl said lightly.

The old man looked at him and felt a little strange, and the count seemed a little absent-minded. The two were speechless for a while, drinking silently.

Suddenly, the earl's eyes lit up and he asked, "Are you sure that the nectars of the wind are safe now?"

"Yes!"

The old man replied firmly.

"Is it possible for time to fluctuate if the nectar of the wind does not converge?" asked the Count again.

The old man pondered for a while: "The mystery of time and space is difficult for even ordinary gods to control, and small fluctuations in time are not impossible, but large fluctuations, such as breaking the limit of twenty-four seconds, will definitely not."

"Oh," the Count pondered for a moment, and then had a question: "My country, the Kingdom of Esso, once had a traveler who came here decades ago, did you know"?

"Well, I was still very young at the time, and I didn't expect him to secretly rub down a lot of murals, including the last ones, which I only found in the traces he left. Later, I heard that he also went to the government to consult the relevant information of the Mogao Grottoes.

Actually, it's nothing, the written record left by my ancestors is only one sentence. If it weren't for my own mouth, no one would know this secret."

"Alas, there are some clever people in the world who can draw inferences from others and deduce the truth behind them." The Count sighed.

"Did you mean the secret was revealed?" the old man looked at him quizzically.

"Not really, if you don't listen to you, just a few murals and a written record, you can accurately guess the whole truth, unless it is God." The Count's eyes were a little dark. "I'm so tired and drunk too much today, I'll visit you one last time before I go home. ”

The old man looked at the Count as if he had something to say, and hesitated for a moment before speaking.

......

In the next two days, the earl and Faslia had a good experience of the customs of Dunhuang. Then pack your bags and get ready for your return trip. The Count remembered his promise, and remained alone, coming to say goodbye to the old man.

Seeing the old man, for some reason, neither of them had anything to say, and after a relatively long time, the earl saluted the old man and said goodbye.