A full moon rises over the blue water of Manasarovar Lake, so quiet and beautiful.
Xuanji and Kalki both stood on the wooden walkway in Plato's robes and looked up at the full moon.
It's so cold! She screamed inwardly, but the moon is really so beautiful.
From the moment she can remember, she only has the memory of the two satellites rising from the Star City - the colors of "Hecate" and "Selene" seem to have been adjusted by a poor painter, either pale or fashionable orange-red.
, it looks so weird. Under their light, there are floating cars in the pipelines and other floating cars everywhere. All kinds of buildings shine with colorful lights in the dark night, destroying any poetry noisily.
Although she had seen many poems about the moon in many ancient books, she could not understand the ancient people's chants and praises for the moon, and tonight she finally understood.
Kalki also looked up at the bright moon, his eyes shining with fascination. Although the satellite of Plato is an artificial satellite that imitates the appearance of the moon, it is actually the main base of Plato's army. You can often see various types of pipeline spacecraft transporting weapons and troops.
Running back and forth at high speed is a completely different feeling.
Standing on the earth, looking at the beauty of the slowly rising moon, the clear light shining everywhere, and the soft clouds chasing the moon, it seems that the heaven and earth are in a harmonious and beautiful poem and music, which is extremely intoxicating.
Tonight, they are going to uncover the mystery.
In the darkness of the night, Dharma King Tashi Gyaltsen gave Jiaxing a simple lantern and kept whispering instructions. The young practitioner nodded repeatedly to express his understanding.
The three of them went to a small secret room deep in the temple. Xuanji looked up and saw spider webs everywhere.
Then Jiaxing moved a stone slab on the floor, "This is the entrance to the archives." He gestured.
Kalki looked at the very narrow entrance, which a tall man like him could only barely pass through.
Jiaxing continued to tell them: "The lantern will lead you to know everything, so you must move forward bravely. When the lantern goes out, you cannot take another step forward."
Kalki took the initiative to jump down and said, "Give me the lantern." He raised his hand and it was very dark inside, making it difficult to see clearly.
The moment the lamp was brought down and exposed to the underground air, bright golden brilliance emanated from the lampshade made of colored glass. The lamp was lit, and everything was about to begin——
Then Xuanji followed, and Jiaxing said respectfully above their heads:
"The Archives is just an energy body. Only energy bodies of the same frequency can unlock it. I am a heterogeneous body that cannot be present. We can only solve the mystery by ourselves."
The two began to walk down. This was a very steep downward passage, which reminded Kalki of his experience of almost being burned to death in the emergency passage of the Tower of Babel.
But this feeling is even more depressing and terrifying. The air is like condensation, with a gloomy musty smell. It can feel that no one has disturbed it for hundreds, even thousands of years, and the passage is very narrow. For someone with such broad shoulders,
I often bump into the stones on both sides, so I can only walk slightly sideways.
They kept walking down like this, and the surroundings were dark. Through the lights, the surroundings looked like a mine tunnel dug manually, leaving many traces of tool carvings.
"Goodwill Road to Hell." Kalki said to himself.
"Don't scare me!" Xuanji protested softly. She had only walked for a few dozen minutes. This endless downward movement into the unknown dark world put a lot of psychological pressure on her. He looked back at her, and her face looked a little...
Pale, he thought she was very brave.
He turned sideways and put his left hand back so that she could hold it. She immediately held it with both hands. His hand was big and warm, which gave her courage.
Kalki glanced at her and continued to hold her hand and walk down. Xuanji sometimes looked like a kitten clinging to him, the cutest and smartest one in the bookstore. Before he met her, he didn't understand the feeling of love. p>
They walked and walked like this in the dark for a long time, the lights flickering as if they would go out at any time.
"Kalki, there's not enough oxygen..." She had had enough of the endless oppression, and the air was getting more and more turbid, and it seemed that there wasn't enough for two people to breathe.
He lowered his head and looked at the light, but it didn't go out. "We have no way out, Xuanji, I must know the answer."
She didn't know that on that day, after a day of fighting that seemed like torture, he was inexplicably folded in time and space until he was facing a Gaia fleet directly - without any protection, he was pushed into a time wormhole. He couldn't describe the feeling.
It’s as if I am no longer myself and everything has changed.
"You must persist to the end!" He encouraged her, holding her hand and continuing to walk down.
On this road that seemed to lead to hell, the sense of time also became very strange. They felt like they had walked for hours, months, and years, and then they came back again.
It felt like they had only walked for a few minutes. They seemed to be pulled by some strange force, and there was a sense of anomaly in the universe, but the lights were always on, illuminating the simple stone steps under his cloth boots.
"I'm so tired. I feel like I've been walking all night." She looked in horror at the road ahead that was darker than her black eyes. This narrow road seemed to have no end. "We will be trapped to death because we can't get out of the passage.
Here?"
"Who can fight me? Who can kill me?" Kalki asked, he was always confident and bold, "Except you..."
His hand held her tightly.
They passed a strange turn, and it seemed that the passage suddenly widened. Although it was pitch black and their vision was limited, they could feel that they had entered an extremely spacious space. There was only one stone wall, and the other side was empty, with air flowing from below.
The ground is floating.
"Move to the side, the other side is very deep, don't fall." He reminded her.
After that, there was still endless darkness, but it went downward slowly, not as steeply as before.
The lights flickered, and they almost turned into two walking robots that kept walking down. They were so unfathomable, timeless and endless.
"Oh my god! I can't feel the stone wall on the right anymore!" Xuanji suddenly shouted. She kept walking to the side cautiously, which was safer.
"I will lead you while walking and keep your balance. There will be no problem. Your running, jumping and sense of balance are both top-notch."
"No! I can't go on any further. I don't know how long this road is. What if there is a cutoff in front of me! At this time, the sky will not respond, and the earth will not work!" Xuanji's heart was filled with fear of the unknown. Kalki walked tremblingly in front. He felt the air flow sweeping in from the darkness on both sides. For some reason, the stone wall on the other side collapsed. Now they can only continue to move forward in the darkness along the very narrow stone path under their feet.
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"I'm here to hug you!" The captain quickly carried her on his shoulders like a wounded person, "Xuanji! Suppress your fear! Stay calm!"
"No... this is too scary! What is in this darkness?!" Her emotions were already a little out of control.
"Don't be afraid, I won't give up on you!"
He just pressed her with one hand and walked forward with a lantern in the other hand. The lantern illuminated his resolute face, which was also covered with cold sweat. It's not that he doesn't know fear, but because of long-term military training and life,
Already allowed him to control his behavior.
They were walking along this thin line in the darkness, carrying people on their backs. A piece of gravel was broken by his footsteps and fell into the abyss. Kalki pricked up his ears to listen to the echo. There was silence. The sides were too deep and too deep.
So deep, they seemed to have walked into the center of the earth.
He didn't know how long he had been carrying her, but it seemed that the narrow road under his feet was getting wider and wider, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.
Suddenly, the light flickered and the lantern went out.
There is darkness and we can’t go any further.
"Kalki!" She was so frightened that she slipped off his shoulder and hid directly in his arms.
There was only the sound of each other's breathing and heartbeats, and the darkness seemed to freeze everything, including time.
Time blurs.
"What we fear is just fear itself." Xuanji heard Kalki's soft whisper in the darkness.
The faint light slowly turned on, and they could clearly see each other and where they were.
It was completely different from the scene surrounded by abyss when the lights went out. They were now in an unusually empty hall.
Kalki raised his head to look for the light source, but could not find a specific light source. The feeling was very much like being in the prayer room of the battleship "Varuna", filled with an omnipresent divine light.
"We seem to be in a grand temple of an ancient unknown civilization..." Xuanji also raised her head and looked around. This kind of light gave people a healing and gentle feeling, erasing the inexplicable fear in her heart.
"Look!" Kalki reminded her.
A set of huge reliefs slowly appeared on the wall of the hall opposite them, like an automatically generated image, challenging their perception of "reality" and "illusion".
This wall was more than 80 meters high, and an incredible momentum rushed towards them. They watched the lifelike reliefs appear in front of their eyes.
A young and handsome blond god wearing a blue cloak held a cow with his knees and stabbed the cow's throat with a sword. A dog and a snake were lying on the cow's wound and sucking its blood. On both sides were rays of light.
The reliefs of the moon god and sun god are painted with bright colors using the techniques of the classical period, making them extremely brilliant.
"This is the statue of Mithras!" Kalki said softly in a deep voice.
"What? Mithras?" Xuanji didn't know the existence of this god at all.
"Mithras is a forgotten, very ancient Arian god. He is the main god of Mitanni." He continued, his voice echoing in the hall, with a distant sense of mystery, "For this
The worship of this god may have stopped about 4000 years ago. It was only during the Roman period that the worship of Mithras was introduced into the empire through Persia. At this time, Mithraism flourished greatly and was the real leader of the Roman Empire.
State religion."
"What? Mithraism was once the state religion of the Roman Empire?" Xuanji looked even more incredible.
"Yes, Christianity usurped the status of Mithraism, and even a large number of words and rituals. As a pseudo-Mithraism, it took the throne of the state religion of the Roman Empire."
"Wait a minute? Are you telling the truth? Why is it completely different from the history I know!"
"The victory of Christianity is not the only path. In fact, there are a large number of so-called 'pagan' competitions at the same time. The most powerful competitor is Mithraism. A large number of emperors, nobles and soldiers of the Roman Empire are
Mithraic believers, even Constantine I, are no exception. The currency he issued can prove his pagan beliefs. There are no symbols symbolizing Christianity on it. It’s just that Constantine was funded by the Christian church.
He fought a civil war and seized power as an illegitimate son. In order to repay his favor, he legalized Christianity. The powerful Christianity plagiarized the theological theories and rhetoric of Mithraism, and killed and suppressed Mithraic believers, completely replacing them.
Mithraism."[1]
Xuanji didn't know how to answer, "It turns out that there were such past events among various sects on the old earth... Has Mithraism been completely eliminated?"
"It's not that... the love preached by Mithraism has a vegetarian tendency, and the origin of Yuanjiao may also have its influence. You know that many religions just come back in another form." Kalki thought.
Xuanji raised her head and stared at this magnificent group of sculptures. They looked very small under the feet of the statue.
The god Mithras has flowing golden hair, blue eyes, and a young and handsome face... She looked at Kalki's face again. From certain angles, he also had the extremely standard facial features of the classical Indo-Europeans. From the base of the mountain
A straight and raised ancient Greek sculpture-like nose.
"I've always felt that you look different from many white people in Gaia." Xuanji looked at Kalki carefully, and gently touched the lines of his forehead and nose with her fingers, "To be honest, you and Mit
He looks a bit like La."
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Xuanji's words flashed through his heart like lightning.
"Mit...Mitra...Metrak..." Kalki was muttering to himself, "Metta...Mettra..."
"What are you talking about?!" Xuanji looked confused.
"Mithras is the compassionate one, the loving one, the compassionate one." The grand leader looked like he suddenly had an epiphany.
"So what? We are completely in a confined space now, how should we get out?"
The two of them were in a completely sealed quadrilateral room with no way in or out, just like a huge cave underground.
Xuanji couldn't help but walk to the wall full of sculptures, thinking: There should be some mechanism here, otherwise the two of them would be trapped here forever. She touched everywhere with her hands, but nothing happened.<
/p>
While the girl was busy trying to find a way out, Kalki continued to ponder,
"If Cishi is the myth of Mithras' clone, then the 'Meguria' in Eastern culture is the main god worshiped by all Aryans. He is the most powerful and powerful among the gods, and at the same time the most benevolent and friendly.
Or, He is the God of light, the God of contracts, the God of justice and judgment, and at the same time the God of warriors and kings..." He was still mumbling to himself: "Why does a god have such a powerful power?" "Kalki! Don't stay there in a daze! We have to find a way out!" Xuanji was very afraid of being imprisoned in a closed underground space, and hurriedly knocked on the walls with her hands.
[1] Carl Jung, who studied human collective subconscious, also recognized this statement. Based on behavioral analysis of human subconscious, he believed that Mithraism was the state religion of the Roman Empire.