I collect cultural relics in the human world

Chapter 184 Cave Dwelling ()

Later, Fan Yu walked in front of Qin Jian and began to lead the way in a swaggering manner. When a few people came out of the mirror corridor again, He Si was in a trance for a moment.

"Where is this?" After she finished speaking, she looked at the sunny room, the warm wood bookcases, sky blue curtains, and the desks and ergonomic chairs that looked very professional in appearance. They were completely different, but yet they seemed familiar. He Si frowned, "Is this Yanyan's study?"

"What else? You can't go to the boudoir to look for a notebook." Fan Yu looked matter-of-fact, obviously thinking that He Si's question was unnecessary.

He Si was no longer convinced: "But you...didn't you just criticize Qin Jian's attempt to break into a private house?"

"Of course I didn't break in privately. I came here after being contacted."

"Contact Yanyan's father?" The image of the coffee-making uncle popped up in He Si's mind again. She didn't know what reason Fan Yu used to fool him.

"That's about it. Contact him and tell him to wake up and ask him to go to the hospital as soon as possible."

"Does this count as contact?" He Si was so angry that she didn't know how to refute.

"This is Yanyan's room. In theory, all he needs to do is agree to it, right? The rest of the work is arranged for his father's physical and mental health."

After speaking, Fan Yu winked at He Si with an expression that said you understand, and then walked towards Qin Jian. Only then did He Si realize that Qin Jian was standing alone in front of the desk. Apparently, he had found the crucial notebook while the two were going back and forth, and hurriedly walked over.

"That's this photo." Qin Jian didn't say much, and directly took out a photo from his notebook and handed it to the two of them.

The photo is not very clear, and it is dusty and smells of earth. In the background are rows of tiles piled half as high as a person, and nearby is a master craftsman sitting steadily, using a small wooden stick to carve scales on a dragon made of yellow clay. The dragon's body is almost ready to take shape. , with head held high and spirit in high spirits. Next to him, a child of fifteen or sixteen years old was sitting on the floor with a focused expression, apparently learning to forget himself.

He Si searched the photos and found no trace of Suan Ni.

"Not here." Before she could speak, Qin Jian rubbed her head, "I said, I ignored it. I thought the whole thing was influenced by the Sitting Guanyin, so I had been looking at clues related to Longxing Temple. Wandering around, but forgetting that what is really important is the thoughts of the little stone."

"Thinking about it?" Fan Yu immediately read the implication of Qin Jian's words, "Brother Shitou's thinking is about the happy time before he transformed. We all know that he is stuck in this dream now. What do you mean... Want to go to the place shown in this photo to find his true identity?”

"I didn't find him in Tuqiao." Seeing the two people's obviously unresponsive expressions, Qin Jian added, "The dilapidated courtyard where he was at that time was located in a stone city beside the Yellow River. To be more precise, it was... Buried in an abandoned cave dwelling."

"So, what Uncle Qin means is... instead of going to the earth bridge, we go to the stone city?"

"On the return trip, Xiao Shitou and I have walked many times. Time has smoothed everything out. The place is no longer what it used to be. No matter where he hides, even if he can be found, what will happen after he is found?" Seeing that Fan Yu failed to do so. Following his words, Qin Jian continued, "To wake him up, the important thing is not to find where his body is located, but where his spirit wanders."

"If he is looking forward to those old friends, then shouldn't his spiritual wandering place be in Stone City?"

Fan Yu didn't understand, but He Si understood Qin Jian's meaning. She thought of the scene where she stood in front of the Thousand-Armed Guanyin on Dazu Baoding Mountain and watched the time fly back. She murmured: "No, not now." The Stone City is the Stone City that has been buried by time, the place in Xiao Shitou's memory. "Is it not only Brother Shitou who wants to be awakened, but also the passing time?" Fan Yu frowned when he saw He Si. Then he relaxed again and said, "He Si, what do you think you can do?"

"I'm afraid it depends on Xiao Jiu, but..." After He Si finished speaking, she touched the black-winged bird that was sitting obediently on her shoulder, but she still felt embarrassed. She had indeed seen time go back, but the situation was not exactly the same as now. That time, she stood in front of the real object. The space was determined. Xiaojiu only needed to go back in time at the origin of the coordinates. But now... she has no idea where the small stone that turned into a statue is squatting, and both space and time have changed. Being unknown, He Si suddenly felt a little discouraged.

"Yes, Xiaojiu can't do it," Qin Jian read the embarrassment on He Si's face, "Ah Si, don't forget, when we woke up Yan Yan, we were not in the hospital, nor were we close to her unconscious body. It’s your ability to directly connect to her thoughts from the book.”

Of course He Si remembered that she was reading Yan Yan's story at that time, and the edges and corners of the words in the book suddenly became soft and transformed into the appearance of a woman. But now...

"Don't look at me." After He Si finished speaking, she tried her best to ignore the interference from the outside world and blinked at the two photos - the Sitting Guanyin and the Yong'an Ridge Beast, trying to restart her abilities, but until her vision was blurred, the vision remained. Didn't show up.

"The day I first saw the little stone was during the scorching heat, and the harsh sun burned the endless loess to the point of being chapped. In order to avoid the sun, I walked into the yard. The yard was built in a dark kiln and had long been abandoned. At that time, the small stone was just a stone. Only the leading Phoenix Rider had some spiritual energy and kept the several spine beasts from rotting. The dark kiln was hidden under the loess. It was really cool, but it happened. A ray of sunlight came in and happened to fall on the statue of Suan Ni, burning his head until it almost smoked. It fit the image of Suan Ni who likes to smoke and sit easily. I looked funny, so I used a mirror to reflect the beam of light. , when I rubbed his hot head again, I felt a trace of life. "

"It turns out that you two started to get together from that time." A familiar voice sounded, and He Si's anxious heart suddenly calmed down. She seemed to see the sun-stained expression on the little stone's face, which gradually turned into a smile as the sun faded.

"It was March when I saw Xiao Shitou again, and the flowers were blooming. He timidly hid behind the Immortal Riding Phoenix and told me that this place was very different from his hometown."

"Where is it?" The colors on the photo began to flow, but He Si was not in a hurry and allowed her thoughts to flow.

"The private restaurant where we had our first meal," Qin Jian's voice paused, "I was helping the owner handle some affairs that day, and the Immortal Rider suddenly broke into my place."

He Xi nodded, and she remembered that Qin Jian had indeed said that Immortal Qi Feng entrusted the small stone to Qin Jian after he knew that he could not escape the fate of being completely eroded by the wind.

"Compared to that abandoned dark kiln, the fish in the courtyard that day was swimming in the water, and the red powder was fragrant. I don't know how much better it is, but Xiao Shitou said that he preferred his hometown where the loess was piled up."

"He didn't want to stay?"

"No, he stayed. He said goodbye to grandpa and took the initiative to hold my hand."

Qin Jian didn't say much, but He Si felt sour in his heart. Xiao Shitou must have noticed what was about to happen at that time, but in order to reassure his grandfather, he had no choice but to walk into a completely unfamiliar world.

"The last time we visited Shicheng was on a midwinter morning. The snowstorm had just stopped. There were only two colors left in the world, white and yellow. It was like bones buried in the loess. It was desolate and desolate. Next to the original site of the abandoned kiln, there was a The road bed was very high and buried all the memories. The little stone stood beside the empty road for a long time and told me that he would never come back. "

It was like this, those times that could not be returned... He Si felt that she could already smell the warmth and desolation in the cave dwelling.

"But it's still a little bit short...I always feel like it's still a little bit short..."