Mystery

Zhang Qiling and Wu Xie really didn't know where Qi Yu and the others were going.

Wu Xie went up to the second floor, carefully pushed open a few doors, and speculated about the general layout and function of the building.

Zhang Qiling kept looking up at the distant roof. The mottled vermilion and golden unicorn patterns made him feel familiar but strange.

"I don't have a clue at all," Wu Xie disagreed, slamming around like headless chickens, because he was afraid of causing trouble again, "According to the experience we exchanged just now, they all chose to be at the bottom...then we have to go to the higher ground It's over." Trapping myself and Zhang Qiling at the bottom is to buy enough time for themselves.

Zhang Qiling nodded in approval, almost having an answer in his heart.It is easy to go upstairs, but it is definitely not easy to go to the highest place.

From the ninth floor to the highest point, there are no stairs, replaced by staggered red lines.

The red line is full of delicate bells.

It didn't take long for the two to reach the end of the ladder.Just as Wu Xie wanted to touch the red line, Zhang Qiling stopped him.

Illusion is also true, true is also false.

The sound of the copper bell will make people hallucinate.

There is a thin crack on the wall, which is filled with night pearls. The faint light band illuminates the whole space, both bright and dark, and the figure has become extremely ghostly at this moment.

The two of them were extremely careful even breathing, not daring to make any big movements.It was also because of such an extremely quiet environment that Wu Xie was able to detect Zhang Qiling's changes keenly.

His breathing was getting heavier.

"...What's the matter?" Wu Xie's voice was so soft that there were no mosquitos or flies.Zhang Qiling still looked up at the top as before, the surprise and determination in his eyes made Wu Xie shiver.

The mottled vermilion recovers little by little, and the red thread next to the unicorn seems to welcome a new life. The vermilion flows down the red thread like blood, flows through the nine layers, and finally drops in front of Wu Xie, only a tiny drop, but it is enough to scare people.

Zhang Qiling regained the familiar feeling, but still couldn't recall the most important places.

This place, he has been here.

Wu Xie was also searching in the memory of King Dongxia who had tried his best.

To Zhang Qiling, this vermilion really smelled like blood, not from smelling it, but from seeing it.

For Wu Xie, the taste of this blood is very familiar, that is, the blood of the previous "Zhang Qiling" mixed with unicorn blood, and there is a little unknown taste in it.

Their eyes followed the rope little by little, except for a special-looking bell at the place where the red rope was most densely intertwined, they still didn't see anything.

"This is something from your old Zhang's family," Wu Xie whispered in Zhang Qiling's ear, "Do you remember anything?"

"In the middle, calm your mind." If you ring that bell next to your ear, you can calm your mind and clear your mind without being affected by other bells.

"It seems that the Zhang family will still give me a way to survive..." Wu Xie let out a long breath.However, getting that bell is by no means an easy task.

"Is there no other way to go?" Wu Xie and the others were afraid that there would be too much noise when the door was opened, so they started to poke the paper on the window.Every room was pitch black, and under the light, only a coffin could be seen in the center of the room.

"If one person takes the risk to get it, the other person will have hallucinations when he hears the bell, and can only wait for the person who holds the bell to rescue him?" Wu Xie suggested.This requires two people to have an incomparable tacit understanding and trust, and they just can.

Zhang Qiling nodded, motioning for Wu Xie to get it.Wu Xie smiled wryly, and said jokingly: "The sound of this kind of bell is so penetrating, it's not something you can pass through with plugged ears. I don't want to see you look as dishonest as a fat man after hallucinations, so you should go get it. "He knew that Zhang Qiling would rather devote himself to stay behind than let Wu Xie be unable to extricate himself from fantasy.They all have an unknown past, and the deepest memories in their hearts may be triggered.

"Just jump from here to the fence above..." Wu Xie was still talking, but heard a slight vibration from the top.

It’s over.

Hundreds of bells rang together with the vibration. Zhang Qiling and Wu Xie endured it for a long time, but their consciousness was still slowly dissipating.They don't want to end here, but they don't know that this is still a beginning.

……

Where am i?

Looking at the vast and snow-white plateau in front of him, Zhang Qiling unconsciously became confused.

He was wearing an old red Tibetan robe, holding a pale yellow bead in his hand.

Scorpion, Zhang Qiling's first reaction when he saw the beads was the scorpion pattern.

Not far away was a dilapidated Lama Temple, and the smoke from the large incense burner in front of the door drifted away under the ravages of the strong wind.An old lama was sweeping snow in front of the door, and when he saw Zhang Qiling, he made a "please" gesture.

Zhang Qiling walked into the back room and saw an old woman lying on the bed.He felt a splitting headache, and always felt that this woman was so familiar.

who is she……

I must have seen...

Lama Temple... Tibet...

She is... Baima? !

she is mine……

My... what?

Why can't I always remember? !

She stretched out her hand to Zhang Qiling, as if she wanted to hold the hope in front of her.Zhang Qiling ran over, but stepped into another scene.

In front of him stood a man in green.

King of Eastern Xia.

……

Wu Xie saw a child standing in front of him with indifferent and cold eyes.

Wu Xie looked at himself from the corner of his eyes, the dark green coat was extremely luxurious.

It must be the king of Dongxia.

But when King Dongxia spoke, Wu Xie realized that his consciousness was separated from this body.

"Whether it is or not, you must remember that you were once a baby who lived for more than 1000 years." King Dongxia wanted to step forward to stroke the child's head, but stopped after thinking about it.

"You don't need pity, and you can't become weak. You already have it..." King Dong Xia suddenly stopped and fell into a stone chair made of jade.

"I will disappear!" A shrill roar suddenly exploded in Wu Xie's ear.These words were not addressed to him, but to the King of Dongxia.

And this voice came from within his body.

Ghost seal.

The King of Dongxia pushed the knife in front of Zhang Qiling, and made everyone around him stand back, except for another child.

He took off his shirt, revealing a blue spot on his back, and said to Zhang Qiling, "Cut it out."

Zhang Qiling looked at him silently, but he was already in a dilemma.

After a while, the King of Dongxia saw that Zhang Qiling hadn't moved, so he said to the trembling child beside him, "Then you come."

"No...no...I...I can't..." The child cried out, shaking even more violently.

"This is a necessary process..." Before King Dongxia finished speaking, he felt the coolness of metal behind him.

"Let's do it." He said to Zhang Qiling who had made up his mind.

But Wu Xie could clearly see that Zhang Qiling's hands were trembling slightly.