withering day

Yan Wei took a shower very quickly and came out of the bathroom in less than 10 minutes. He was surprised to see that it was raining outside.Han Mo took out a change of clothes from his backpack and went into the bathroom.

In fact, it is hard for anyone to imagine that there is a paradise like Shangri-La in this dark underground space, and there are houses and trees, electricity and light, and a hot bath.It has been more than half a month without a bath, even if he is a boy, Han Mo feels uncomfortable.After taking off his clothes in the bathroom, he saw in the mirror that some parts of his body were extremely dirty, so Han Mo turned on the shower and rinsed his body carefully.

People are taking a bath, but their thoughts are still wandering. Gradually, all kinds of strange symbols carved on the body of the White Tower and the mysterious pattern appeared in Han Mo's mind. There is a subtle connection of its own.White mist rose in the bathroom, Han Mo's whole body was shrouded in whiteness, and all he could see in front of his eyes was the whiteness of the world.

Gently exhaling, Han Mo forced himself to wake up from that weird contemplation. He was almost done washing, and was about to reach out to turn off the shower, but when his hand was groping in the whiteness, And there was nothing, no switches, no faucets, not even a wall!

what happened?Han Mo's heart tightened, and he was a little at a loss. He took a few steps forward, and then reached out to touch it, but he couldn't find anything solid except for the white mist passing through the gap between his fingers.

"Could it be that he entered some mysterious space again?" He still remembered entering that mysterious space when the plane crashed. He created everything in the world there, and then saw the world he created was destroyed in Apocalypse!

"Scatter..." He tried to order the whiteness to disperse.

Facts have proved that he succeeded, the surrounding white mist dissipated little by little, and he could vaguely see the outlines of some buildings.As the fog dissipated more and more, the scene ahead became clearer and clearer. The first thing I saw was a tall white tower, then a red palace, and then there were layers of layers from high to low. houses.

Shangri-la!Han Mo's body trembled, and the scene in front of him was the entire city of Shangri-La, and in the final mist, he could see shadows coming and going, as if they were residents of Shangri-La.But no matter how desperately he tried to order the last meaning of the fog to disperse, that layer of haze could not be completely dissipated, making it impossible for him to see the scene in front of him clearly, just like a person who is five hundred degrees short-sighted and forgets to wear glasses when he encounters a beautiful scenery .

In the haze, he could vaguely see what these people seemed to be doing, all gathered on the steps outside the palace, the vermilion palace door was fully opened, but he couldn't see what was inside.Not long after, a weak chant came into Han Mo's ears, and it grew louder and louder, like a person started, and then tens of thousands of people sang together. In less than 2 minutes, the entire Shangri-La was enveloped by the grand chant. I can't understand the content of the singing, but I can feel the despair and sadness in the voice, which is incompatible with the peaceful and serene atmosphere of Shangri-La.

At a certain moment, a dazzling golden light erupted from the white tower in the center, and countless golden rays of light radiated to the surroundings, forming a golden ocean. The visual range of Han Mo in the ocean dropped again, and the outline of the white tower also appeared here. A piece of gold disappeared, never to be found again.

But just in the center of the golden color, a blackness that made Han Mo feel a strong sense of danger was quietly spreading, as if trying to blacken all the golden light.

"Yuanzi..." A voice overshadowed the roaring chant, echoing in Han Mo's ears.He can be sure that this is not a modern language, but for some reason, he can understand it.He opened his eyes wide, and saw a pair of breathtaking eyes appeared in front of him, bright and full of deep meaning, and then a face confronted him face to face.

At this moment, no one knew what kind of shock Han Mo was in, because that face was none other than himself!

This situation seems to have been seen somewhere!Han Mo's mind was running rapidly.In that mysterious space!After reading the Book of Apocalypse, on the last day, when Shui Hanjiang was about to leave, he saw a person exactly like himself who told him about the Book of Apocalypse, but when he had to say something at the end Suddenly interrupted and disappeared.

"Yuanzi..." seemed to be a title. Han Mo looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar face, opened his lips slightly, and uttered strange syllables. At the same time, he could immediately understand the meaning of these syllables.

"Yuan... Ming..." It seemed that he wanted to convey some message to Han Mo with a face, but he couldn't say it in the end, he could only vaguely understand two words, and it turned into white mist and dissipated.

"Xiao Mo! Xiao Mo! Xiao Mo!" Shui Hanjiang's voice came from his ear, Han Mo turned his head dully, and saw Shui Hanjiang looking at him anxiously. Water was spraying outwards, soaking all of Shui Hanjiang's clothes, but Shui Hanjiang himself didn't care at all, and only had Han Mo in his eyes.

I want to stand up, but I feel that there is no strength in my feet, and my whole body is limp.

"Are you alright?" Shui Hanjiang finally breathed a sigh of relief after seeing Han Mo come back to his senses, and quickly supported his body.

"What's wrong with me?"

"You've been in the bathroom for more than an hour. When I came in, I saw you lying on the ground..." Shui Hanjiang hastily turned off the shower, pulled a towel off the shelf, and wiped Han Mo's body.

Han Mo opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but what happened just now really shocked him, it was difficult to speak, the similar situation, the similar face, everything felt too unbelievable, and why was he the only one who could see and hear These are the first doubts he has about his own life experience in decades.

After resting for a while, he finally regained his strength. His body, which had been softened by the hot water, recovered his strength. Han Mo stood up, put on his clothes, glanced at Shui Hanjiang who was soaked all over, and said, "You The whole body is wet, and I just finished washing it, so you can wash it instead." Still recalling the scene just now in his mind, Han Mo was a little absent-minded.

Shui Hanjiang nodded, and Han Mo took him out the door.As soon as he came out, he received other people's concerned eyes, with an unnatural smile on his face, and said with a little weakness: "I'm fine, but I'm not feeling well, maybe I'm too tired during this time , I’ll go up to rest first, and I’ll continue to look for clues tomorrow, so don’t play too late, go to bed early.”

Everyone responded.

Back in the upstairs room, Han Mo fell on the bed limply. He was really tired. From what happened in the strange space at the beginning, to the coming of the Apocalypse, and now being trapped in the mysterious underground space And the legendary city of Shangri-La, although he has been mentally prepared for a long time, these bizarre things are still a bit unbearable for a normal person, especially since he can predict the fate of everyone, but he cannot see his own future.

The floor-to-ceiling windows on the third floor are facing the direction of the White Tower. Under the bright "moonlight", the slender black shadow of the White Tower seems to contain too much weirdness and mystery, like the god who does not know whether it exists or not, tall Overlooking all this.

"If it comes, it will be safe. It would be best if it can be changed. If it can't be changed..." Han Mo saw the death scene of ten executors. He didn't know whether the final Shui Hanjiang would be a complete death or an eternal one. Deep sleep, but undoubtedly, no one can escape in the end.

"If it can't be changed..." Without the text, Han Mo fell into a deep sleep. No one knew what was in his mind at the last moment. If he didn't want to say it, no one would know!

When he woke up the next day, it was already eleven o'clock in the noon. Han Mo sat up from the bed and looked out the window. The light was already very bright. Expulsion, warmth rises in the whole city of Shangri-La.What is puzzling is that it rained heavily last night, but now it seems that there is no trace of rain outside the house. It seems that the rain last night has become an illusion for everyone.

After going downstairs, Han Mo didn't find anyone else, but only found a note on the table, which said that they didn't wake him up because they were worried about his health, and they went to explore the city by themselves first.

After eating something rough, Han Mo went out. He had a strong sense of repulsion for the fruits he found here, so he only picked dry food.After going out, I went straight to the palace not far above. The moment I opened the palace door, another gust of cold air rose from the soles of my feet to the top of my head. The sunshine in the sky seemed to have nothing to do with it here. No matter how high the temperature outside was, it was still extremely cold inside.There is no one in the palace, it seems that they went to other places to find clues.

The white pagoda still stands there quietly, with water gushing out from the eight openings, and the strange symbols on the pagoda are deeply imprinted in Han Mo's mind, corresponding to the symbols in the mysterious pattern seen earlier .

Carefully looking at the opening where water gushed out continuously, Han Mo reckoned that his body should be able to get in, rolled his eyes, gritted his teeth, and jumped into the water.After actually jumping down, Han Mo realized that the seemingly shallow canal was unexpectedly deep, and the water flow was faster than expected. Han Mo could only hold on to the walls on both sides tightly, trying his best to stabilize his body.

Taking a deep breath, Han Mo aimed at the exit of the water, dived into the water and rushed forward against the rapids.

Because the resistance of the water flow is too great, Han Mo can only hold on to the walls on both sides and move forward with difficulty. The speed of air consumption is much faster than when diving, but half of his body has already passed through the entrance. It is impossible to float up to take a breath, and he can only desperately stimulate his own potential and move forward.

In just over ten seconds, it seemed to Han Mo that thousands of centuries had passed. His face had turned red, the air in his mouth turned into bubbles and flowed away continuously, and his eyes were dilated by the impact of the water. not open.Just when he was about to give up, he felt that the wall above his head was gone, and his whole body could already float up, so he kicked hard, using all his strength to make his body completely pass through the entrance, and began to float upward.

When he finally surfaced, he was still choked, and there was a sharp pain in his trachea. Fortunately, his head had completely surfaced, and he was able to breathe heavily.

The oxygen-deprived brain hadn't fully adapted yet, Han Mo's mind was buzzing, and his eyes were in a trance, unable to see the scene in front of him clearly.After closing his eyes for a minute, he calmed down and opened his eyes, seeing a strange scene.From the outside, the completely closed White Tower is not completely dark, but infinitely bright, the intensity of the light can even sting Han Mo's eyes.The internal structure of the entire tower is spiral, and there is a long spiral staircase close to the wall, but because the bottom of the tower is smaller than the top, this spiral staircase looks nondescript and very discordant.

But this kind of scene made Han Mo have an illusion, as if his current position was the top of the tower, and this spiral staircase went straight up from the bottom with a smaller space.

Looking carefully at the spiral staircase on the wall, it is clear that there are two sides, that is to say, even if the tower is turned upside down, you can still walk down from it!Han Mo's brain was shocked and dizzy, what kind of place is this?Why did the Yan civilization build such a building?Could it be that they can really walk down from the top backwards?

Turning your gaze to the bottom of yourself, the water flow is constantly gushing out from here, and then flows from the openings in eight directions to the eight places of Shangri-La through the canals outside, which also divides the entire city into eight areas.It's just that Shui Yuan looked at Han Mo's heart with chills, because there was a deep hole under his feet, like a monster with its bloody mouth wide open, and it seemed that it might swallow him at any time.

After a burst of scalp numbness, Han Mo hurried up the spiral staircase.The inside of the tower is the same as the outside of the tower, and the inner walls are also engraved with strange symbols, which look different from the characters of the Yan civilization seen before.

Climbing up the spiral staircase, Han Mo still couldn't find the light source inside the tower. He saw the same thing from the outside. The entire tower was closed, and it was impossible for the light from the outside to come in.As the altitude rose, Han Mo saw that the water source below became deeper and deeper, and the hole became more obvious, and it became more shocking.

Starting from a height of about ten meters, those symbols stopped abruptly. It seemed that for some unknown reason, they stopped suddenly. This also shows that this tower is actually a semi-finished product.There is also a strange point, that is, when he touches the tower outside the tower, he will feel extremely hot, but when he touches the inner wall of the white tower, he only feels cold, and there is no burning sensation.

Continuing to go up, the entire winding staircase is very long, as if testing a person's heart to see if it is sincere or not. This also reminds Han Mo of a sentence Shen Mingxi said in the house before, which looks like a religious totem!Then this building is also full of religious colors, and the existence of this spiral staircase seems to test the perseverance of those believers. Only the most loyal believers can complete the entire spiral staircase to reach the highest point.

Although Han Mo is not a believer, he is not the kind of person who gives up easily. Even though the tower is more than 200 meters high, and the length of the entire spiral staircase is at least several kilometers, he still climbs up step by step. To see what is at the top.