Once the topic came to Fatai Temple, it aroused a lot of reverie in me. It seemed that the concept of immortality was once again involved, which I had never thought of before. But I didn’t know how to tell Zheng Tong about my concept of immortality.
As far as I know, I have always felt that it would be a taboo topic.
Zheng Tong is the kind of person who will talk endlessly once he becomes your friend. He talks a lot, but as I listen to it, I feel that he doesn’t know as much about Fatai Temple as I do, at least he doesn’t know.
There used to be an organization called Changshengguan.
However, when the old magician mentioned the concept of immortality to me, he did not describe the more specific situation, but Zheng Tong seemed to know more than I imagined. He knew that the people at Fatai Temple had been studying some things that even modern people had been studying for a long time.
It is something that cannot be touched, but it is a pity that with the disappearance of Fatai Temple, many things have been lost.
As we chatted all the way, we arrived at our destination. It was a very desolate place. The Fatai Temple in the past had long been lost in time and sand, with only a few ruins left. But even these ruins, I
Since I couldn't see it with my own eyes, Zheng Tong asked me to be careful when I was getting close to the ruins of Fatai Temple.
"The ruins must not be approached any closer." Zheng Tong looked into the distance with a telescope, looking cautious.
"Why?"
"Some things happened in that place before and it has been taken over by the authorities." Zheng Tong pointed to that place and said to me: "It looks like a wasteland, but as long as we dare to get close, we will get into trouble."
trouble."
"What should we do?"
"There will be a way, come with me."
We changed direction and walked towards the other end of Fatai Temple. What he wanted to take me to do might be very hidden, so Zheng Tong didn’t call for any help. It was just the two of us dragging some things on foot. As we walked,
Zheng Tong began to identify that he might be looking for a given place. In this desolate Gobi, there is no obvious reference. If he does not have a good memory or a deep impression, then the given place will most likely be lost in his mind.
.
But it was obvious that Zheng Tong had a very deep impression of certain places. He took me to a piece of wasteland without any traces, and then after a brief visual inspection, he took out two folding shovels and invited me to dig together.
.We are not digging a hole, we are digging out the top layer of gravel and soil.
As the excavation deepened, I gradually understood what he wanted me to dig. We dug out a trace about half a meter wide. The trace was like a heavy car passing through, leaving a deep mark.
Tire marks. In this mark, there are many complicated patterns. Those patterns have a primitive and old feeling. I have come into contact with many cultural relics and monuments, but I am sure that I have never seen this kind of pattern.
"You know, this kind of mark might have been one of the most dangerous things in the world in the past." Zheng Tong worked enthusiastically, wiping the sweat from his forehead and said to me: "It's extremely dangerous."
"Mortal danger?" I was a little panicked by what he said.
"It may not be fatal, but it is very scary." He explained: "Currently there is no evidence to prove who made these marks, but I estimate that there is a good chance that they were left behind by those from Fatai Temple in the past."
The function of this strange mark is to teleport anyone approaching here into the river of time in an unimaginable way without knowing it. There is no fixed target. At the next moment, the person being teleported may appear.
at any corner of time.
"Imagine that you are suddenly transported from the world you are familiar with to a completely unfamiliar place. You are even out of touch with time. You don't know anyone or anything. What's more terrible is that you may never be able to return to where you belong.
You have disappeared into your own world and time, where will you die?" Zheng Tong said: "That process is long and painful. If you die all at once, it may be a kind of relief, but you are still alive.
, and endure it.”
"It's really painful..." I couldn't imagine anymore.
There is still a lot of work to be done. As we were doing it, Zheng Tong continued to explain to me that when this kind of mark was first discovered, no one understood its connotation. The reason why Zheng Tong knew so much was because he had been exposed to it in the past.
After that, his life calmed down and he was probably a little bored, so he and another friend started to study these things. In the past, the function of the mark was completely out of people's control, and an accident might trigger the teleportation, but now, Zheng Tong has
Mastered a lot.
The two of us dug for a long time before we dug out the entire mark. It was a huge hexagonal mark with too many patterns to count. Next, we sat next to us to smoke and rest, and Zheng Tong explained a lot of things to note.
, he has relevant experience, and even made very detailed arrangements for what I would encounter after traveling back in time, and I wrote them down one by one.
Without his further explanation, I had already imagined following his story that what I was about to experience might be a fantasy-like journey that I had never experienced before in my life.
After Zheng Tong finished explaining, he was silent for a moment, then flicked his cigarette ashes and slowly said to me: "Beifang, if there is any, I don't know how to tell you. I understand your mood very well, but if we can be regarded as friends
, then I still have to remind you."
"you say."
"In this process, there may be mistakes, deviations, and even dangers. In the past, I have always believed that when people want to gain something, they may lose something at the same time. That is the so-called price. I will not dissuade you, nor encourage you.
, you should think carefully about these issues yourself. If you feel that you haven’t thought clearly yet, we will go back now.”
"I thought it through very clearly." I smiled, even though it was uncomfortable. I was mentally prepared for anything on the way here.
Who can live without paying a price?
"Well, I wish you a safe journey." Zheng Tong stood up, patted my shoulder hard, and said, "I hope to receive a call from you soon to report that you are safe and sound."
I prepared a big bag with various things that I might need in it. It was only at this time that Zheng Tong told me the specific method of controlling the hexagonal mark. I was a little confused, because I always felt that this method,
It seems to be somewhat similar to the decomposition and calculation of the bird's beak inscription. But that is just my feeling. Zheng Tong does not know the existence of the bird's beak inscription, so we cannot have more in-depth communication on this matter.
The Dayanpo Incident happened in 1985. The moment before departure, I suddenly felt extremely wonderful. Can I really go back through the river of time from now to more than 20 years ago?
I won’t go into the unnecessary details. I stayed alone in the center of the mark. After this strange mark took effect, I felt a distortion that affected the world, and even my own consciousness was not very clear.
When I woke up again, I was already in a very strange place. The moment my consciousness returned to my body, I could feel that the world before was probably very, very far away from me. Because the sky was gloomy.
Yes, it was all dark, so dark that it made me a little scared.
I determined the direction and started to try to walk towards the inhabited area, and then rushed to Dayanpo from here. I was relatively well prepared. I had memorized the topographic plan of Dayanpo left by Mr. Chen at that time. Zheng Tong gave it to me
I prepared the banknotes and clothes that were in circulation at that time. When I put on those clothes, I felt that I looked ridiculous and filthy.
After walking for about half a day, I finally saw a small village. The village was located next to the wasteland. It was very small, with maybe thirty or forty households. I pretended to be a passerby and ran to borrow a fire to cook. There was no one else in the village.
, coupled with the environment at that time, the villagers were very simple, warm and polite to me. They did not charge me money, cooked a meal and boiled hot water for free.
While I was eating, my eyes suddenly stopped and became a little dull. My brain seemed to be unable to bear the facts and slowed down instantly. Because I accidentally saw the calendar on the other side of the table. It was a very old-fashioned calendar.
We call them calendars. There are 365 calendars in a calendar, and a page is torn off after one day.
I saw the current year clearly marked on the calendar, 1984.
My brain got a little bigger. Zheng Tong said that there is an error in this kind of reverse travel, and it turned out to be like this. The current time is a full year earlier than the time I planned. I was at a loss. If there was no accident, I would not
It may take up to a year during this period.
I had no choice but to smile bitterly. I could only go back to Fatai Temple, dig out the hexagonal mark, and then use it to return to the original world, readjust the coordinates, and set off again to 1985.
I reluctantly asked the villagers for directions and routes, then ran to a nearby county town and backed up the train several times. The transportation at that time was far less developed than it is now, and the trains were extremely slow. I sat there until my buttocks felt numb, and then I walked again.
It took two or three days before we finally reached the ruins of Fatai Temple.
At that time, Fatai Temple was still so desolate. There was a small village near Fatai Temple. These Zheng Tong told me about it, but I was very burdened and didn't want to delay it any longer. I bypassed the village and headed towards the place where the hexagonal mark was.
Hurry. Time will change, but the land will not change. I have a good memory and clearly remember where I and Zheng Tong were digging. I roughly estimated the location of the hexagonal mark, and then started digging.
It was very tiring to do this work alone, and I had to dig a large area. As I dug, I realized something was wrong. It was a premonition that arose in my heart.
The premonition was so strong that I suddenly stopped the shovel in my hand and turned around. The moment I turned around, I saw a person. He appeared silently and stood not far behind me at some point.
, just stood there quietly without making any sound or movement.
When I saw him, my pupils shrank suddenly and I almost screamed in surprise.