My imagination has come true

Mu Qingyun led the expedition team and walked half a circle around the Baiyunmen station.

The reason why I can’t finish walking is because the entire Baiyun Gate is really big.

And in some places, such as the highest point of Baiyun Peak, Captain Qin of the expedition team may only need a soft ladder to go up. Professor Sun wants to go up, but he has to make all kinds of preparations.

Leading from where they were to the highest point, there was only a row of small wooden steps on the cliff. The distance between the steps was 1.3 meters.

All the disciples of the Baiyun Sect know Qinggong and are very familiar with stepping on such a thing. But if Professor Sun and the rest of the group of old people can climb this thing, is that not a joke?

Fortunately, everyone is quite satisfied looking at the places they can explore so far.

Mu Qingyun generously led them around the book caves.

Passing by the corridor full of green flames again, this time Captain Qin and Professor Sun felt very different.

It was full of fear before, but now it's full of mixed emotions.

Professor Sun thought for a while and said softly: "Ah Qing, prepare three sticks of incense for me. I want to pay my respects..."

Mu Qingyun shook his head: "Baiyunmen does not need incense to hold memorial ceremonies. If Professor Sun is serious about it, a stick of incense is fine."

The disciples of their Baiyun Sect are naturally quite observant of etiquette when they pay homage to their seniors outside, and do as they please. However, within the Baiyun Sect, everyone tends to treat their deceased brothers as if they are still alive, and learn from them. If you have a good swordsmanship, you can report it to your senior brothers and sisters, if you have a good meal, you can also share it. Even if you hear a good poem, know a good story, or come across a joke, you can eat three meals a day anyway. Bye, no rules at all.

While he was talking, the wind suddenly started blowing in the underground building.

In the blink of an eye, the room lit up with the watery moonlight, the green will-o'-the-wisp faded away, and a human figure appeared instead.

Professor Sun suddenly took three steps back, his face almost the same color as the fire in fear.

Others even covered their mouths desperately to swallow back their screams and exclamations.

Mu Qingyun lowered his voice very softly and whispered: "There are records on the wall. There is a special magnetic field in the underground of Baiyun Gate. There are also many magnets buried in the wall. The entire underground building is a video recorder."

As he spoke, the figure became clearer and clearer.

Wearing a tight-fitting black training suit and a small white jade crown in her hair, she looked a little shy. She held a pen and a piece of paper in her hand. She pressed the paper neatly against the wall and was writing - "My name is Zhou Mingfang. I am 19 years old. I am the 17th generation disciple of the Baiyun Sect. I am studying under Elder Huang Yi. Because I am about to leave to join the Decay Army, the recruitment order has been received. Today, my senior brother asked us to come to the photo studio. Write a paragraph and leave it to the brothers and sisters behind you."

"Originally, Senior Brother Ge from the Tiangong Department wanted to make a machine that could leave images and sounds, but it was a bit difficult and the cost was too high. Later, he compromised and just left images."

"I really don't know what I can leave behind. The notebook has been stored in the library. There are two articles on swordsmanship in it. My master said they are very good. If a junior brother who is as stupid as me sees them in the future, maybe From it, you can learn some tricks on how to fly first as a stupid bird."

"I don't have anything else. I'm not my talented junior brother. He must have a lot of things to tell everyone."

"If any junior brother or sister sees me here in the future, if you are free, can you do something for me? I secretly like Zhou Amei in the village, but I have never dared to tell her. I just save one tael of silver every month. It's buried under the peach tree at the top of our Baiyun Peak. You guys help me dig it out and give it to her when she gets married. Just think of it as a gift from me."

Professor Sun was silent.

This was also the first time that Captain Qin and the others did not immediately explore how the entire photo-taking mechanism was created.It should be surprising that such ingenious mechanisms could exist in ancient times and leave such three-dimensional images.

"pity--"

Professor Sun's voice was slightly hoarse, "The documentary crew couldn't keep up."

The so-called documentary is supposed to record exactly this kind of scene.

Mu Qingyun's eyes were also a little dry: "I have read the information. It was a long, long time after Zhou Mingfang passed away that two junior sisters saw his message."

"The money he saved was given to the girl he liked, but at that time the girl was already the mother of two daughters, so the money could be left as a dowry for her daughter."

Mu Qingyun paused and sighed, "The two seniors who did this for Senior Zhou also left a note and made a note, saying that many senior brothers and sisters died every day, and everyone was very busy and had no time to grieve. , and there is no time to miss it. When I have time, many years have passed."

Everyone was silent.

Mu Qingyun simply looked at the various records on the wall and 'played the images' again and again.

Some are clear, some are very blurry, and only a little shadow can be seen. After all, after so many years, Baiyun Sect has no disciples, and no one knows how to maintain the institution.

Captain Qin and Professor Sun were not impatient at all. Everyone read carefully. Professor Sun also took out a pen and paper and wrote down these messages verbatim.

After struggling until midnight, Mu Qingyun's stomach growled, and then he pressed his eyebrows and whispered: "Everyone, did we forget something?"

Professor Sun didn't look back: "Don't be in a hurry to eat. Qing, you are going to be hungry. There are biscuits in the bag, so go ahead and put some on it."

Mu Qingyun: "...I mean, Boss Liu and the others are still in the snake's belly."

Everyone: "..."

Professor Sun coughed several times.

He really forgot about Boss Liu and the other group of people.

Professor Sun's eyes lingered around for a long time, and suddenly he wanted to excuse himself. Boss Liu and the others are already such big people, so what does it matter if they wait a little longer? This huge and magnificent building left behind by Baiyun Gate, And the perfectly preserved antiques and ancient books inside are treasures that deserve to be analyzed immediately.

Anyway, after such a long time, Professor Sun simply pretended that he had not heard what Mu Qingyun said and waved his hands as if nothing had happened: "Wait for two more hours, let's go to dinner again, and invite Boss Liu and the others to come out and meet him."

Captain Qin also said: "I contacted the team, and the team immediately sent people over, and also called the inspection department. Their people are also coming to Baiyun Mountain."

Mu Qingyun follows goodness like a stream.

More than two hours later, Mu Qingyun was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes. Professor Sun finally stood up, rubbed his waist, yawned, and cried out that he was hungry while holding his stomach that kept gurgling. (End of chapter)