Back to the Future Sword of Sichen

"Certain myths are the original analytical codes for illusions. As long as they correspond one-to-one with reality, we can find those existences that were not originally within the field of vision of this world - this is how we located the celestial body."

"It's just a pity that if we don't prove it with actual data presented by human technology, our discovery will be empty talk." Garabana said.

Mane Gravel said: "I really didn't expect that she never gave up our family's occult research."

Garabana nodded, "Yes, she never gave up and was passionate about it. It's just... we can enter the illusion and do things beyond reality in the illusion - in other words, as long as we can By entering the illusion and keeping the illusion from collapsing, we can do whatever we want in the illusion. But only within the illusion."

"You mean, the statues in the grotto were brought out of the illusion by her?"

"Yes, so I said before that the illusion affects the real world... but this is just my guess. The illusion is more like a mirror. What it reflects is just a reflection of our real world - it should not affect the real world. .”

Mane Gravel understood a little more, "Yes, there is everything in the dream, but nothing can be brought out."

Garabona frowned, "Well, it should be the same as what you said. But those stone statues do exist in the real world... I'm thinking that her research is much more successful than mine, and she has gone further than me. ——She knows a method that I don’t know... It’s just her occult ability. Without the help of the Hand of Reshaping, how could she..."

"Oh... don't be sad, she knows more about that grotto than I do." Mane Gravel said, "I didn't get along with her for long, about half a month? Or a month? I also gave her Your glasses are broken—the ones you wear around your waist."

Mane Gravel said as he put a book called "Underground Survival Manual" back on the bookshelf. He said: "It's really strange. He is obviously an astronomer, but he reads these unrelated books..."

Mane Gravel recalled some things and said: "At that time, I thought she was some distant relative. You know there are few smart and broad-minded guys in this village. I also lent her this room - that's This broken house was my secret base!"

Then he glanced at the ceiling, which was covered with gray-black spider webs. He looked a little disappointed, "It wasn't until I said goodbye to her that I learned from my father that that distant relative was actually my sister! They rejected her as a good daughter with mediocre talent in mysticism and gave her away with her own hands!"

"...I also have some impressions during that time. I went to the research institute at that time and often couldn't see her. I'm sorry...for making you think of this."

"It doesn't matter, it's all over." Mane Gravel smiled, showing no signs of depression at all, "But to be honest, after this incident happened, it also became the seed of my future rebellion - I gave up those trainings and was too lazy to listen to my father. Teaching, escaping all evasive exercises, and not wanting to be that fool bound by the so-called "inheritance"!"

"Of course I paid some price at the end of the story." He raised the mechanical arm.

He took out a photo from a book. In the old and yellowed photo, there was a Bodhi tree. Under the Bodhi tree stood a group of people, including his father, his mother, and others. And he and Kumar stood in the center of the crowd, like stars holding the moon.

He held the photo and his voice was a little hoarse, "I'm thinking that she has a mountain that is more insurmountable than me. Maybe she "invited" me to come here - this place that brings her bad memories. , and then use a star to flatten this place - ha, this way, all the things that are upsetting her can be solved at once."

"But it's a pity...the bad guy she hated is gone long ago, leaving only me as a younger brother."

He handed the photo to Karavana and said, "What about you? What did you offend her for?"

"Well... the relationship between us is indeed not very good - after leaving the university." Garabona looked at the little girl in the photo, "Because our identities as mystics were exposed, it was difficult to continue our research. As we stayed in the institute, it was at that time that we had differences."

"To be honest, I think we are each other's only friends and best colleagues on our own path to prove ourselves. Without her, how could I have persisted in that university full of humans?"

Garabana looked at the small statue and took a deep breath, "But it changed after that... Himani said that she had contact with the people of the Hand of Reshaping, but I won't because of that. These few words suggested that she would come together with the Hand of Reshaping...but I knew very early on that she had already been in contact with the Hand of Reshaping."

"I don't know what was so bright about her that attracted those people... She turned them away at the time, but I could feel that something about her had changed at that time. After that, it was just as I guessed. Same thing – she left me with all the research information.”

"But I believe that as long as I continue to study this celestial body, we will meet again one day. This is why I continue to go on this path - I don't know what the Hand of Reshaping has given me. What is she? As I said before, we can often sense each other's existence through this celestial body - she can sense more than me. Because of the particularity of the research, the traces left by the mysticism are always more obvious."

"So I firmly believed and told her in this way: One day, we can meet again as colleagues... But I never thought that my final observation success would lead us to the opposite direction..."

"Well...these two stories can't be stories, right...they are full of sad charm." Mane Gravel said, "But then again, how did the eldest lady from the foundation outside provoke my sister? ?”

Garabana shook his head, "We'd better not think about this now. As far as the current situation is concerned, there are no clues about Kumar in this room. Maybe we can go back to that temple again and tell you about the myth in your family. How much do you remember?"

"Haha! As expected of me! Genius - genius Matilda!" Matilda jumped happily holding a teacup.

The lifeless atmosphere in the room was instantly revived by her.

Mane Gravel smiled and said: "Well...if I were still your age, I would probably be happy with you. But now, I will only remind you to be careful about the hot cup."

Matilda said eagerly: "Spice! Spice in this cup!"

Mane Gravel said: "Oh, I brought dozens of these spices. You seem to like these very much. Do you want me to add some for you?"