I collect cultural relics in the human world

Chapter 185 Cave Dwelling ()

The colors in the photos seem to have fallen into the water. Various colors are floating, rolling, merging and repelling. They want to paint new colors and paint new pictures.

Now, in front of He Si, a large field of yellow has appeared, and the figures of small stones are looming in the turbid wind and sand, but where should his relatives and friends fall? Why is it always so slightly different?

He Si was exploring hard, and suddenly remembered a question that Qin Jian had avoided many times. While letting herself drift in the colors, she asked this question: "We are both spine beasts, why did the Phoenix Riding Immortal dissipate? Small stones can turn into human forms. I have seen many cultural relics. They have supernatural powers for various reasons, but they are still far away from having independent consciousness. How do small stones turn into human forms? "

Qin Jian turned around and glanced at Fan Yu, who immediately looked out the window, as if he couldn't understand Qin Jian's eyes. He crossed his arms over his chest and looked intently, but his ears were erect, determined to keep this secret The detection is in place.

Qin Jian didn't want to interrupt He Si's thoughts, so he had to say: "I used a plastic barn jar. It was originally a visible vessel specially made for burials. It is also called a soul bottle, which means to store the soul of the deceased."

"Soul bottle?" This familiar word reminded He Si of the Horcrux in "Harry Potter", and she felt that she had touched the key to the problem.

But Qin Jian didn't stop. He continued: "The soul is a ray of Yang Qi. The ancients believed that when the Yang Qi leans over, a person lives, and when it leaves the body, the person dies. A person's life and death are just missing a ray of Yang Qi. ”

Fan Yu couldn't bear it anymore and interrupted: "It's like the treasure gourd in Journey to the West. If you answer it, your soul will be sucked in?"

"The words are rough but the truth is not rough. What the plastic barn jars store is not the soul, but the spirit of cultural relics."

"So it's like this," the scene in front of He Si's eyes became clearer and clearer, "you used the plastic barn jars to collect the auras of other ancient objects, accumulated the little ones into more, and then gave those auras to the small stones, which made him He has taken shape. He is different from the ancient objects with supernatural powers that we have encountered. Rather than saying that the small stone is Suanni, it is better to say that he is the spirit of the cultural relics.

Qin Jian nodded.

"But...where are the other spine beasts?"

"This is the crux of the problem," Qin Jian knew that he could no longer hide it, so he simply told the truth. "The success of this method is due to the ability of the small stone itself. As the head of the spine beast, the instinct of the Phoenix Riding Immortal is to protect , he has been guarding the abandoned kiln to the best of his ability, so that the eaves can be preserved for thousands of years. After Xiao Shitou woke up, his biggest obsession came from the fear of loneliness, so he used his spiritual energy. He resurrected all the other spine beasts, or in other words, he created a group of companions for himself, but his ability has a radiation range. "

"In other words, without Brother Shitou, whether it is a dragon or a phoenix, the group of ridged beasts are still just stone sculptures?" Fan Yu looked at Qin Jian's eyes and knew that what he said was right, "So the Phoenix Riding Immortal is only The moment the protective power is exhausted, if I entrust Brother Shitou to you, he and the other stone sculptures will completely return to the dust, and Brother Shitou's aura will lose its attachment. "

He Si drove away the sudden sadness in her heart and focused all her attention on Qin Jian's story: "I understand, the ability of the Immortal Riding Phoenix is ​​to protect, while the ability of the little stone is to give life, giving him his own aura. The object is like the reverse of the soul bottle."

"It's not reverse. If you can give it, you can receive it. He himself... is like a soul bottle, a soul bottle specially designed for the obsession with cultural relics."

"It's actually like this..."

As He Si sighed, a strong wind mixed with earthy smell came towards her. The time was ripe, and she quickly held Qin Jian and Fan Yu's hands.

The wind and sand became more fierce, and several people were forced to close their eyes, but the deafening roar had already arrived - it was the Yellow River. He Si felt happy, and heard Xiaojiu screaming, raising his wings to face the wind, and the wind and sand also As the birdsong gradually ceased. When he opened his eyes again, a yellow ribbon covered with golden sunshine was dancing on the vast land, all the way to the east, with magnificent waves and endless flow.

The three of them turned around and saw another loess mountain with crisscrossed ravines, undulating and naked without any greenery. In the folds of the loess, there are cave dwellings of different sizes and materials. Qin Jian counted them slightly, no more, no less, exactly 11. What concerned them the most was a cave entrance at the foot of the mountain facing them from a distance, lying there alone, as if waiting for their visit. A wisp of smoke is escaping from the cave entrance and climbing along the mountain. It is the only life in the land in front of you.

The destination was right in front of her, but He Si was in no hurry to set off. "Qin Jian, I remember the first time you told me about Xiao Shitou's life experience, saying that his soul was shaped by you using a fairy with dragon energy. From that day on, I believed in the existence of dragons. But later in Yanyan The dragon was mentioned in the dream, but you said the dragon was just a totem. When I asked about the origin of the little stone again, you just avoided it. Why are you worried? "

For the first time, Qin Jian did not answer He Si's question, but Fan Yu spoke first: "Is it because of his unique ability?"

"Maybe," Qin Jian's voice was deep, with a rare look of worry on his face, "Since you and I first met in the hotel, the strange things caused by the cultural relics' superpowers have never stopped. I originally thought that all of this was aimed at... We two, but for some reason, since Xiao Shitou disappeared, I suddenly began to worry that the person behind the scenes had other intentions. After all, Xiao Shitou's ability is too unique. "

Seeing that the two of them were silent, Qin Jian added: "Perhaps his ability is too tempting for cultural relics with supernatural powers."

He Si's heart sank with Qin Jian's voice.

"Forget it, we're already here, let's find Brother Shitou first." After a long time, Fan Yu's voice woke up the two people who were immersed in worry.

Afterwards, Qin Jian patted the corners of his clothes and said, "Let's go."

Huangtu Mountain looked not far away, but after five minutes, even He Si felt that something was wrong - although Wangshan was a dead horse, the distance between them and Huangtu Mountain did not change at all after five minutes of non-stop running. She did not believe that the two people around her People can't see it, but they don't know their intentions, so they can only keep calm and keep walking.

After walking for another quarter of an hour, the Loess Mountain was still far away on the horizon, showing no intention of getting closer. This time, even Fan Yu couldn't hold back his anger: "Uncle Qin, we can't spoil our children too much. How about we take the mirror corridor directly to the kiln?"

"Who told you there is a mirror in this kiln?"

"There must be water," Fan Yu spread his hands, "Water cellars, wells, buckets, water tanks. The water on the loess slope is extremely precious. It all depends on God's mood. Can't we store the water to be prepared?"

"Which one of Xiao Shitou and the others needs water?"

"This..." Fan Yu's words were stuck in his chest, and he sighed, "Then let's go like this? When Brother Shitou figures it out, we may all lose our strength due to heatstroke."

Qin Jian did not answer immediately, but turned around and looked at He Si.

Her cheeks were flushed from the heat, and her coat had long been taken off and tied around her waist. Fine beads of sweat were rolling down her hair, condensing into a small lake at her collarbone. Seeing Qin Jian looking at her, he immediately pursed his chapped lips and made a smile: "I'm fine, just walk for a while, Xiao Shitou will understand."

Fan Yu wiped his sweat after hearing this, swallowed to quench his thirst, supported his waist and continued to walk forward: "Okay, today I will accompany Brother Shitou to finish this painful trick."

"never mind."

"Hey, you're not leaving?" Fan Yu turned around suspiciously, "Uncle Qin, what do you mean?"

"It's nothing. When I saw Ah Si, I suddenly remembered that there was a gift in my pocket," Qin Jian said, squinting his eyes and shouting towards the lonely cave dwelling, "Little Stone, eat some candy."