I collect cultural relics in the human world

Chapter 193 Tombstone ()

"Yeah." He Si nodded.

All the colors disappeared, and the strands in front of He Si looked more like smoke than light. Perhaps it was because Suanni liked to smoke and sit on the incense burner, and often smoked and puffed out mist. He Si could even smell the scent of temple incense from the dim light guiding the way. Compared with light, smoke is more difficult to form, but the movable veins are clearer.

He Si said nothing, watching the smoke drifting around in the cave, gathering and dispersing, and finally condensing in front of an earthen wall. The old dust fell down, and not long after, another hole appeared in front of them. It was so dark that the internal structure could not be seen clearly.

The dim light that led the way turned into mist, which no longer provided lighting, but silently drifted into the cave entrance. He Si hesitated for a moment before the dark unknown, and Xiao Jiu jumped up from her shoulders as if he had read her thoughts, lit up the light as usual, like a beacon, and flew into the tunnel first.

"Let's go." Qin Jian patted He Si on the shoulder, and they walked in together.

Unlike the road we came from, the soil in this tunnel is very soft and there is no dust. Instead, all sounds are swallowed into the endless loess. The sound of footsteps disappeared, the sound of breathing disappeared, and the judgment of the road ahead disappeared. In front of He Si's eyes, there was only a little orange light coming from Xiaojiu, and the faint gray smoke under the light.

Everything becomes secretive and silent.

The tunnel goes upwards. At first, a few people knew that they were walking eastward, but gradually they lost their sense of direction and even their perception of time, and just walked numbly.

He Si felt that she was not walking on the road to find a mythical beast, but was walking in the belly of some ancient giant beast. She couldn't help but stop and put her hand on the cave wall. The rough grainy texture was like folded time and space. The texture made her wonder what time it was.

"Why did you stop?"

The cave made Qin Jian's voice particularly distant. It took a while for He Si to realize that she was distracted. She retracted her hand from the wall as if she was electrocuted. She saw Xiao Jiu also hovering in mid-air, tilting her head and looking worriedly. Holding her.

"Although I know this is a dream, this dream is particularly nihilistic and very real. We seem to be traveling in a corridor wrapped in time." He Si said, suddenly remembering that she had had a similar illusion at some time. A feeling of being enveloped by a living being...

It was during my first trek through the Gallery of Mirrors.

"Could this be it?"

"I think so too." Qin Jian nodded cryptically.

"What riddles are you trying to make? What is this tunnel that appeared out of nowhere?"

The two looked at each other in tacit understanding, silently wondering who should speak first. Fan Yu looked at Qin Jian's thoughtful look, and then looked at He Si's undecided look. After thinking about it, he decided to pick the weak one: " Xiao He, why don’t you tell me your idea first?”

"Let's go a little further." Qin Jian said before He Si could answer.

"No," Fan Yu rushed to the front and leaned against the tunnel wall to block the way of the two of them, "Uncle Qin, individual combat is no longer popular in modern battles. What we fight is the information gap, and the most important thing is the sharing of resources. help each other."

"That's right," Qin Jian, who was always on the right track, said directly, "Although I'm not sure, I don't think this tunnel will lead us to a small stone. He himself is a small stone. I think... Si means the same thing.”

"He is a small stone himself?" Fan Yu didn't understand what Qin Jian meant at first, but gradually came back to his senses. He slowly straightened up his body leaning on the wall and stood upright in the center of the tunnel. "We... are... In Brother Shitou’s belly?”

"Yes...not entirely right."

"Xiao He, when did you start talking like Uncle Qin? What you say is like you didn't say anything."

"It's an image. I don't think we are really in Little Stone's body, but it's a bit like we are in his heart."

Seeing that Fan Yu was still a little confused, Qin Jian added again: "In his thoughts that turned into entities."

"This... Brother Shitou's brain circuit seems very complicated, what should we do?" After Fan Yu saw that neither of them answered him, he tentatively said, "Why don't you listen to Uncle Qin and walk away? "

The other two people didn't answer a single question, but they obviously acquiesced to Fan Yu's suggestion. Xiao Jiu followed He Si's instructions and raised his wings and moved forward, and the others continued to search for clues in the long, dark and endless tunnel. But after walking a few steps, Fan Yu stopped a few more people: "No, I'm still a little scared and my scalp is numb. The soil is too loose. Every step I take is soft, as if I'm stepping on a stone brother." In my brain, I really can’t go on.”

"Then you wait for us here." Qin Jian replied simply and left after saying that.

"and many more!"

Before Fan Yu finished speaking, He Si said: "Actually, I am also a little... awkward."

Qin Jian didn't say much when he heard the words. He just knelt down in front of He Si and said, "Come up, I'll carry you."

"Hey, Uncle Qin...you are too unfavorable to one another."

"I value sex over friends." Qin Jian said it as it should. Fan Yu was dumbfounded and couldn't find any words to refute.

There was a popping sound, as if someone was being laughed at. The laughter was swinging back and forth in the tunnel, but no one could be seen. It was originally a weird and terrifying scene, but a few people only felt it was familiar.

"Uncle Qin, since this is Brother Shitou's brain, can he hear what we say?" After Fan Yu finished speaking, he looked towards the direction where the voice came from and asked, "Not only can he hear what we say, but we can also hear what we say." You can hear him laughing."

At the farthest point that Xiao Jiu could reach, a small black shadow appeared at the junction of light and darkness, and He Si felt that her breath was being held.

Qin Jian didn't speak, but still patted her shoulder and motioned her to follow him forward. As they moved forward, the black shadow also moved forward, neither fast nor slow, always staying on the edge of the light. Only then did He Si realize that the previous wisp of smoke came from this black shadow - he seemed to is being burned, with past events as fuel.

He didn't know how long he had been walking, but memories hindered his steps, and the black shadow staggered.

Qin Jian also paused for a moment, and then said softly: "Little Shitou, don't be anxious, walk slowly, we are right behind you. There are always lost ways in life, but time will eventually provide the answer."

"But I can never catch up with time. No one can catch up with time. Cave dwellings are also the imprint of a generation's life. They were once so lively and brilliant, but in the end they were left behind by time."

"Why should we catch up with time? One day we will stay in time and be with him."

"What if I want to meet someone from the past again?"

"The deceased does not stand still, but flows with time, and he is also with you."

"But why can't I see him? I reconstructed the appearance of my hometown, met all my brothers, and even simulated every detail with his presence. Why can't I still see him?"

"Because you were so obsessed with his death, you stopped him in the past."

"I...is it me?"

The voice of Little Stone became more and more confused and thinner. And as he kept asking questions, another black shadow broke out of the ground and appeared next to him - square and square, the same height as him, and seemed to be a stone tablet.

"What is that?" Fan Yu obviously noticed this change and asked in a low voice.

"tombstone."

"what?"

"Little Shitou personally erected the tombstone for his grandfather, Riding Phoenix Immortal."