I collect cultural relics in the human world

The sand under her feet became increasingly slippery and her steps became increasingly difficult. Only then did He Si find that Qin Jian was holding her hand as they climbed up a sand dune.

The slope of this sand dune is quite steep, so climbing is not easy. Huge shadows are cast on the hazy desert. He Si took one step at a time, even breaking out in a thin sweat in the cold wind of early winter. The palms of their hands were sweaty.

Is he going to take me to see the view from the top of the dunes?

But she didn't ask, nor did she stop. She just silently enjoyed the strange feeling of being like the last two people in the world, and followed Qin Jian's steps to climb all the way to the top of the sand dune.

The wind got stronger, and the gravel hit her face indiscriminately. He Si stood on a high sand dune, overlooking the endless sea of ​​sand below. Feelings of power and insignificance surged at the same time, drowning her.

"When I was skating along the sand slope towards the village during the day, I thought it would be fun to skate on the sand with Ah Si."

"Sandboarding?" He Si looked at the serious Qin Jian next to her and doubted her ears.

"Don't you like it? I checked, shouldn't couples date in many ways?" Qin Jian said with a serious look.

"Does that include sandboarding on a cold winter night?" He Si tightened his collar and looked helplessly and a little amused at Qin Jian, who looked eager to try.

Hearing the rumors around him, Qin Jian also began to doubt his decision: "I'm sorry, I didn't expect so much."

The always old-fashioned Lao Chaofeng suddenly turned back into an impulsive boy in his 20s. He Si couldn't handle it for a while, but she was relieved and even a little moved.

"There's no sandboard, right?" He Si said and sat down on the sand openly, "Fortunately, I'm wearing pants today. If I were a girl wearing a skirt, I would have made a mistake on today's date. .”

"It's not okay, it's just right." Qin Jian said and sat down next to He Si.

The two of them did not slide down immediately, but sat quietly on the sand dune, watching the deep and shallow footprints along the way gradually being erased by the wind and sand. All traces disappeared, and everything became what it was before.

"Now it seems that this dating project is quite good."

"Aren't you too cold anymore?"

"It's still cold," He Si breathed into the palm of her hand, watching the white gas quickly disperse and disappear. The desert under the starry sky looked more romantic and mysterious than during the day, "But it's quite fresh, unique, and unconventional. "

"Fan Yu's habits, you have learned them all, and you haven't missed any of them." Qin Jian complained casually, but before he finished speaking, he saw a figure flash past him and swoop down without warning. It was so fast that it made him laugh and cry.

"Even the recklessness is exactly the same." Qin Jian continued to complain, helplessly following down, and moved forward in the smoke and dust raised by the girl.

"what……"

The girl's shouts echoed in the infinity. She was like a majestic waterfall pouring down from the high sand dunes, throwing off all the shackles of the world. A brand new free soul sang with abandon at this moment. What made her even more happy was that the person who indulged with her this time was the old Chaofeng who always had an ascetic expression on his face.

From the top of the dune to the bottom of the dune, time that had been stagnant suddenly started running wildly.

And in this rushing time, they stopped, looked at each other, smiled gracefully, their hearts beat rapidly, and their breaths intertwined.

Pieces of snowflakes fell quietly, melting into the breath and turning into droplets of crystal water. Only then did the two realize that it was snowing.

Not in a fantasy, but in this real desert, around the couple side by side, white snow fell against the orange sand.

"Is it a fan?" He Si lowered her head to look for the fan in Qin Jian's hand, but he held one of his hands.

"It's real snow." Qin Jian said, raising his other hand, and a piece of pure white fell on the bright red imperial house, like the first snow on a red plum.

The night becomes transparent, and the small feathers fly and rotate in the air, and then cover them softly, like a layer of crystal clear tulle - as light as a plain gauze garment.

Qin Jian's voice suddenly sounded in He Si's ears again, distant and illusory, the voice of Qin Jian in the illusion.

Since we have been exposed to the snow together today, we will also grow old together in this life.

Not Song Zhaoxuan, but Qin Jian.

The snow was still falling, and the snowflakes were getting bigger and denser, as if the world was eager to tell her secret stories.

He Si didn't want to continue to argue with Qin Jian about the source of the voice or the true identity of the figure. She didn't want to persist in pursuing the truth in this whiteness, and waste the artistic conception of the sky decorated with silver flowers.

The chase had been completed at the moment of sliding on the sand. Now she suddenly understood Qin Jian a little bit. She wanted to stop quietly at this moment, watching the snow fall like curtains in the night, watching the wind blowing the catkins, watching the Yingying dancing in the air, watching the snowflakes falling. The time that had just flown down the sand dunes was frozen together.

After an unknown amount of time, a piece of snowflake melted on the palm of Qin Jian's hand, turning into a tiny silver lake in his palm.

"Let's go, it's time to go back."

He Si didn't even see the changes around her clearly, and followed these words and entered the mirror gallery.

"Is that the snowflake?"

"Yes." Qin Jian nodded, showing a proud look on his face.

"I never thought that a little bit of melted snow could lead to the Mirror Gallery."

"Snow turns into water. If there is water, there will be a mirror. If there is a mirror, it will lead to the mirror corridor. This is the truth for everything."

He Si heard this and was eager to try: "What about me?"

"Ah Si is not good enough," Qin Jian finished, looking at her frustrated expression, he added: "If everyone can walk on water and go straight to the mirror corridor, then what is different about the body of my mirror? ?”

"That's true."

The regret was fleeting. He Si followed Qin Jian towards the destination. After a few steps, she regained her energy. When she came to the mirror leading to the hotel room, she was in a good mood again: "Just send it off." Come here."

"You won't even let me in?" This time, the person showing a depressed expression was Qin Jian, and the meaning behind his words was half-true and half-false, making it difficult to figure out. However, He Si didn't think about it with him. She just pretended that she couldn't see the expression and instead urged: "It's late at night and I need to rest. By the way, you go find Dr. Guan quickly. She is a night owl and is awake now. If it's any later, she'll have to sleep."

"Okay." Qin Jian squinted his eyes and smiled softly.

After receiving Qin Jian's permission, He Si felt much more relaxed. Thinking of the wasted studies these days, she said to Qin Jian: "You are not allowed to come to me until your hand injury is fully recovered."

This was said to Qin Jian, but in fact it was also said to himself. Qin Jian could only nod as before, but this time the frustration on his face was much more serious.

After He Si said this, she looked into the mirror. Suddenly, she remembered the inappropriateness of her words. She turned around and put on a fierce face and warned, "You must always report the progress of your wound recovery to me!"

"I know." Qin Jian replied helplessly.

"Humph, goodbye." He Si raised her paw again before finally saying goodbye.

"Waiting for your call to see you again at any time." Qin Jian waved to He Si's back with a gentle smile from beginning to end. It was not until the figure completely disappeared on the other side of the mirror that he finally showed his seriousness. With an expression on his face, his left hand touched his right arm, his brows furrowed, and he seemed to be in a bit of pain.

He Si was right, this wound had reached the point where it had to be dealt with, but...

Qin Jian's hand was injured in the illusion of a temple. From the solemn ancient temple with vermilion pillars, green tiles and golden eaves to the ruined earthen walls and roofs with ruined porches and ruins, he thought he had broken through the illusion. That's why he underestimated the enemy and was hurt by the silver needles turned into raindrops - but he didn't expect that this was an illusion within an illusion.

The hall of peace and happiness in this life, surrounded by the land of the netherworld, even this desolate and decadent everything is an illusion, even the white bones in the water tank are an illusion - he and He Si later met Yuan Yuan together, the man who was initially inferred to be The victim of the White Bones True Body, and at that time, Yuan Yuan was beside Song Zhaoxuan.

It happened to be Song Zhaoxuan again.

But there was the aura of a little monkey in that illusion. Qin Jian suddenly thought of this. The lotus picture on the wall of the temple that was forced to die was made of bone powder. The little monkey would not lie, and he also felt that the lotus picture was borrowed from the lotus. It means the sleeping magnetic field that is forcibly awakened.

In other words, they were not all illusions, just like the scenes He Si took them into every time. Although they were illusions, there were clues in them, which were the path to reality - at least the little monkey's aura was real. , but what if the bones are also real?

They found only one victim of Gao Ran. If there was another skeleton, who could it be?

There is another thing that Qin Jian is more and more concerned about. That time, was it because of He Si's special ability that they accidentally broke into the illusion related to the incident without knowing it, or was it all illusion? , are they all traps deliberately set by others?

Qin Jian remembered the scene when the illusion collapsed. The loess in the outside world surged into the sky like a tsunami, swallowing up everything. Then everything returned to silence, the mountains remained the same, and the autumn trees shone.

Like, but not like.

Every time He Si's illusion dissipates, a different scenery will appear, with a regretful beauty.

He has seen gardenias bloom in a girl's eyes, seen the hollow in the sea swallowing up all the light, seen tall buildings melting into tears, and seen prosperity disappear like sand in the wind. In contrast, the dissipation that time was too rough and direct, it was just a literal collapse. And the time points were different. When He Si's illusion dissipated, it was when the mission was completed, but this time, it was when they fled in embarrassment - was it because he uncharacteristically entered the Mirror Gallery directly in the illusion?

Qin Jian didn't know that he had never tried to open the Mirror Gallery in an illusion and enter the land of nothingness. Without the node of reality as a basis, he didn't know what would happen. Qin Jian lowered his head to look at his wounds that had not healed for a long time but were getting more and more serious. Perhaps the impact of that incident had already occurred?

The man standing in front of the last mirror door felt a chill, and a bad premonition swam slowly on his back like a sticky snake.

Maybe it's like Fan Yu said, there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain. Qin Jian comforted himself and stepped out of the mirror corridor.

Guan Zihe was already waiting for him, and with her was of course Fan Yu, who had extraordinary energy. However, this time, both of them looked at him with a trace of ill-intention.

"Teacher Qin, hand." Guan Zihe spoke concisely and to the point.

"Wait a minute," Fan Yu quickly raised his hand to stop him, with a heartbroken look on his face, "Isn't that what we just said?"

Guan Zihe was serious, like a younger version of Lao Chaofeng: "Let go of the gossip first, wait until I can see the injury."

"It's not too late, let me ask you anything first." Qin Jian said, walking slowly for a few steps, he simply came to a sofa in front of her desk and sat down relaxedly.

Unexpectedly, Lao Chaofeng, who was always too lazy to speak, actually took the initiative to explain the problem. Of course, Fan Yu couldn't let him go, and immediately asked: "Uncle Qin, let me tell you directly. When I went to Xiling to collect yarrow, that god Turtle, you still remember."

"You want to ask me what that poem means."

"Which poem?" Guan Zihe couldn't help but ask, but Fan Yu nodded solemnly and swallowed his curiosity.

"I don't know, I can only guess," Qin Jian said frankly, "A kind of east wind with two hearts, I guess, it refers to my body and my illusion in the mirror."

"The body and the illusion?"

"Yes, the next thing is what you want to ask, right? Deng Lin told He Si to be careful about the people around you, and Zhu Bin told us that the person in the mirror is beside He Si and can control the mirror. I'm afraid …It’s just another me.”

"You..." Fan Yu fell into shock and doubt, not knowing what to say, but subconsciously felt that only this explanation could connect all the previous events, "There are two of you around He Si?"

"Probably not. He Si can even see through my God of Attendance. If another me appears, I will not be able to hide it from her. Deng Lin must have mistaken the person who gave him the tortoise shell for me, so he said to be careful of those around him."

Guan Zihe, who gradually understood, still asked the key question as soon as he spoke: "In that case, which one is the real thing and which one is the illusion?"

"Fan Yu has already thought of it." Lao Chaofeng looked directly into Fan Yu's eyes, feeling calmer than ever before.

"You are the illusion... so your memory is missing..." Fan Yu murmured something he didn't want to believe, "It's impossible. If you are the illusion, what is the true body doing?"

"I don't know. This is the key that I have never understood. What does he want to gain?"

"He Si...he led her to meet you in the hotel for the first time, and led you both to that illusion. Is it He Si that he wants?" Fan Yu thought quickly, "He Si has the ability to see through illusions, and you It just happens to be an illusion. You have been looking for your lost memories, and is he also looking for something missing because of your separation? "

"I thought so too," Lao Chaofeng nodded, "He wants to annex me, and He Si is the medium he has to use."

"What are your plans, Teacher Qin?" Guan Zihe's always cold face showed a hint of concern.

"Protect He Si," Lao Chaofeng looked at the two of them with a look of entreaty, "This is my only plan at the moment."