"Dad, Dad, where are you?" Under the guidance of my subconscious mind, I kept calling for my father.
In fact, no matter how old a person lives, as long as his parents are still alive, he is still a child. When something happens, he will always think of his parents.
However, my calls were like nothing but silence, and I received no response.
The other giants in red seemed to just look at me curiously and then continued their actions.
However, the red-clothed giant who first spotted me was still chasing me tirelessly. I don’t know whether it was because he had received an order or because he was so petite compared to their size.
kind of special interest.
However, I basically had no way to escape, because wherever I looked, within my field of vision were all these giants in red.
And the red-clothed giant who was eyeing me was even more outrageous. He kept bending down and rubbing his face with no facial features against my body. I didn't know what he meant.
He didn't launch any attack on me, he just kept rubbing against me.
God, my patience almost exploded due to his torture.
And gradually, I discovered that this giant in red who had been rubbing against me seemed to want to lead me towards the white-faced woman.
Ah, suddenly, I don't understand.
Did he want me to join them?
As a unique person like me, who stands out among the giants in red, wouldn’t it look awkward if I stood in this queue?
At this moment, a bell suddenly sounded above my head.
The sound of the bell may not be that accurate, but it is similar to the sound of beating a copper bowl.
The voice was soft and slow, yet long.
It sounds like that feeling, almost like the physical sensation of being around for three days.
Just when I was still immersed in the sound of the copper bowl, the mountain with the head of Queen Houtu suddenly made a "sizzling" sound.
Compared with the sound of the copper bowl, this sound seems very rough.
Before I came back to my senses, I discovered that the mountain was slowly opening.
The original position of Queen Houtu's head, after the mountain opened, I discovered that the place was like a window.
The white woman's face I saw before was actually the image of a person standing at the window looking outside.
Gradually, the entire body image of the white-faced woman appeared in front of me.
It was very dark, and it was actually difficult to see clearly all the scenery in the space where I was.
Although I could only see the entire sculpture of Empress Houtu, I could vaguely feel that there were many things that I couldn't see.
At this moment, bursts of sounds suddenly came from the air.
This was a sound that I had never heard before, but it definitely had nothing to do with horror.
If I had to describe it in words, it would be the sound of the breeze blowing across the water.
It is gentle, as beautiful as the clouds and smoke in early summer.
I was immersed in it almost instantly.
What surprised me was that all the giants in red suddenly became shorter.
They must be worshiping the Empress Dowager Tu, right?
I suddenly came back to my senses from the wonderful music.
Could this be the supernatural phenomenon that my father said?
Are there still intelligent beings in this universe that do not belong to the same race as humans?
Is the space I am in still the three-dimensional space in which human beings live?
Do humans and highly intelligent beings of other races have the same admiration?
I raised my head and glanced at the white-faced woman who had regained her serious expression. Suddenly, countless questions came to my mind.
At this time, a breeze blew and puffed up the sleeves of the red giant.
I accidentally glanced and saw those half-short red-clothed giants. It turned out that they were not kneeling down, but their whole bodies were shrunk in the middle.
No, if it is a living higher intelligence, the body cannot have this structure.
They are clearly designed artificially.
Is everything in front of me an illusion?
When I thought of this, my body suddenly shook, and my head immediately woke up.
At this time, I realized that Chen Mo and his father were holding me on one side.
And I actually tried my best to hit the sculpture of the white-faced woman.
"Dad, Chen Mo," I shouted, and my whole body, which was originally tense, relaxed instantly.
My father and Chen Mo also breathed a sigh of relief and let go of the hands that were still holding me.
"Cang'er, you finally woke up. What a terrible hallucination." said his father.
Chen Mo frowned, stared straight at me, and then said: "Zhou Cang, I don't know if it is because of your special physique. In this environment, you will have hallucinations more easily than us, so next
, you must be more careful and don’t look at and touch anything here casually.”
I looked at Chen Mo and nodded heavily.
This special physique, this Sirian bloodline, really does me a lot of harm sometimes.
But, is it really an illusion?
It's such a real feeling, I can even feel it, the giant man in red who has been rubbing against me, the faint smell that comes with him, is similar to the bowl of rice oil my grandma cooked for me when I woke up early in the morning.
The smell of hot smoke wafting out is still surrounding the tip of my nose.
It's just that there is no father and no Chen Mo in that world, so I don't want to stay there.
But I never believe that it is my imagination.
"Dad, Chen Mo, the astrolabe hidden in Shennongjia is in the pillar base where this white-faced woman is standing." I sat on the ground and said calmly.
However, what I didn't say was that if the pillar standing under the white-faced woman could really be found, then everything I just experienced was not an illusion.
"Pillar foundation, Zhou Cang, what are you talking about? This mountain is just carved with a face like that. There is no body and no pillar foundation." Chen Mo said to me with a confused look on his face.
"Dad, what do you think?" I glanced at Chen Mo and then asked my father.
However, my father did not answer my question immediately. Instead, he lowered his head and pondered for a while, then raised his head and looked at me and said, "Cang'er, since you are so sure, let's go over and take a look. This is a
A magical place, definitely not what we see now
It's as simple as it seems. Think about it, the abyss in front of the ancient temple in Wawushan that protects the ancient temple is so powerful that even the Chen family and the Xu family can't do anything about it. However, I was carried by the radiation from the abyss.
The mutations that came here actually disappeared completely after entering here."
As my father spoke, he stared ahead again, and then said to us: "There is also a very important point. Don't be fooled by the scene in front of you. We are very likely still in the whirlpool. In this world, there are
Too many things grow out of the heart. Appearances come from the heart, situations change with the heart, and they are the same wherever they go."
"I understand, uncle, we will all obey your command for the next actions." As soon as his father finished speaking, Chen Mo responded quickly.
"Dad, what should we do now?" I also asked.
"Cang'er, please describe to us first what the pillar foundation that the white-faced woman is standing on looks like?" said the father.
After listening to my father's words, I began to carefully recall the appearance of the pillar foundation on which Queen Houtu stood after the mountain cracked in those so-called illusions just now.
“The foundation of the column is made of light gray fine sandstone, with a square base,” I recalled describing it at the beginning. “It is raspberry-shaped, with lotus petals in high relief on the top, and a small circular hole in the center, where the white-faced woman stands.
Inside the small hole, there are reliefs of dragons walking through the mountains. There are bas-reliefs on the four sides of the square base.
There are honeysuckle and cloud patterns, and there is a round sculpture of a musical boy on each corner of the square base, playing drums, playing flute, playing pipa and dancing respectively. The four sides of the base of the column are embossed with lotus branches in bas-relief, with figures in the middle. Decoration content
It has absorbed Buddhism and other foreign cultures from the Western Regions, which are particularly exquisite."
When I said this, I felt that I had applied all the archaeological knowledge I had learned throughout my life. After all, it was my debut in front of my father, and I had to do a lot of tricks.
However, after hearing this, my father frowned, and after a long time, he slowly said: "According to your description, this pillar foundation is very much like something from the Northern Wei Dynasty, but when you look at the pillars on the mountain,
According to my preliminary judgment, this sculpture should be from before the Warring States Period, and the timeline between the two does not match up."
"Ah, the timeline is so far apart?" When my father said this, my originally excited heart suddenly became cold.
It seems that the ax was moved in the wrong position.
"Theoretically speaking, this kind of sculpture with such a large amount of work cannot be built in two parts and two periods. Moreover, even if it is divided into two periods, it will not be so far apart. It seems that there must be something here
What article is there?" said my father.
"Uncle, should we go over and take a look?" Chen Mo asked.
"Come on, let's take a closer look. Since Cang'er can describe it in such detail, it's unlikely that it's just an illusion. Besides, this space is already very complicated. It's very possible that we are in a mirage."