Alien Dust

Chapter 603 Two Spacetimes
The golden orange sunlight in the afternoon is like a ray of beautiful curtains, dancing lightly among the bamboo forest.

Wu Hen walked towards Fairy Gong Qin, hoping that she would not tell him that she had a powerful ancestor who dominated the world three hundred years ago.

When Fairy Gong Qin learned that the hurdle that Wu Hen needed to overcome was to go back three hundred years ago, her expression became complicated.

"Don't you have anything to tell me?" Wu Hen took the initiative to speak when he saw that Fairy Gong Qin had not spoken for a long time.

Fairy Gong Qin remained silent. She just looked at Wu Hen, telling him with her eyes that this road was extremely difficult.

"Didn't your sword immortal lineage participate three hundred years ago?" Wu Hen asked.

She still didn't want to talk.

This made Wu Hen a little confused. What role did their sword immortal lineage play in the Infinite City three hundred years ago? Fairy Gong Qin obviously knew about it, but she was unwilling to tell him anything.

"Since you don't want to talk, let's talk about something else. Let's just treat it as a chat before saying goodbye. Tell me what your plans are for the future. Will you continue to stay in this Infinite City and practice hard, or will you let go of your obsession with becoming a Jade Immortal and walk around in this colorful world, experiencing the baptism of red dust?" Wu Hen changed the subject.

"Instead of telling you my plans, why don't you leave a small wish and let me fulfill it for you." Fairy Gong Qin said.

"What you said means that I must leave a dying instruction with you. How can I die in a part of history that has already happened?" Wu Hen said.

"What is your little wish?" asked Fairy Gong Qin.

"You can live for a very long time, even thousands of years. I have seen an interesting animation. It is also a life-and-death test. The heroine feels that it is difficult for her to survive the next struggle, so she tells the hero who can live for thousands of years that if she dies, he should offer her favorite flower at her grave..." Wu Hen told this story.

Fairy Gong Qin was interested. She was attracted by this story. It was obvious that she could live for thousands of years, and even if Wu Hen became a black fairy, his life span would still be a hundred years of human life...

Immortals do not have too many emotional entanglements with mortals, not because the feelings are not precious, but because they are too attentive and affectionate. When humans die after a hundred years of life, immortals will live in painful longing for the next nine hundred years. Some people's feelings will be diluted by time, while some people's feelings will condense into more crystals of nostalgia over time, and these crystals will make the inner soul heavier.

"So did the heroine you mentioned die in the war? Did the hero also offer her favorite flowers at her grave?" asked Fairy Gong Qin.

Wu Hen shook his head but did not give that romantic and special answer.

Time will tell Fairy Gong Qin what to do.

……

At night, Wu Hen went to Su Li's residence.

She suggested taking a walk along the street.

The two of them strolled through the streets of Infinite City, where different human cultures blended together.

Although they had been together every night for more than a month, Su Li, as a day traveler, did not remember every experience.

Wu Hen did not force it. Although he could not remember the things, the feelings were still there. He just thought of it as taking care of a Korean drama heroine with amnesia. Anyway, there was no regret.

"Three hundred years ago... it should be the end of the dark era of Daxuan, and the end of a dark era is bound to have a wise monarch. We rarely preserve historical events and historical figures, only the inheritance of science and technology, so it is difficult for me to provide you with clues from three hundred years ago, but you must be facing the most intelligent group of people in Daxuan." Su Li said. "It doesn't matter, I just came to say goodbye to you, you like antiques..."

"Yes, every antique that has survived the test of time and is still preserved today must be carrying a very touching story. I like antiques, and I like what happened to them even more. If I could choose, I would rather turn into an antique and gaze at every interesting period of time, but not participate. I would just quietly appreciate the changes in things and people, and the vicissitudes of life." Su Li expressed her childlike thoughts.

"Haha, then your wish may be difficult to achieve. But after I travel back in time, I can bring back some local specialties from three hundred years ago for you to appreciate and study." Wu Hen said with a smile.

"Since you can go back three hundred years, why don't you make an object yourself and then place it somewhere. Let it experience the waves of time like a drifting bottle and drift to some corner of the world. Maybe one day, I will pick it up somewhere. Wouldn't it be more meaningful?" Su Li expressed her thoughts.

"Do I have to make one myself?" Wu Hen was also a little surprised, and then he couldn't help laughing.

Yes, if I go back to three hundred years ago and make a small object on the spot, when time returns to the present, it will be an old object that has experienced three hundred years of vicissitudes.

A little romance unique to time travelers.

Wu Hen nodded, agreeing with her naive and romantic idea.

"Look up at the sky! Isn't the ceremony of worshipping the heaven over? Why is there such a spectacle again?"

"What are those? Why does it feel like there's an extra layer of space in the sky?"

“Isn’t that the place of God?”

On the streets, people looked up and gazed at the strange phenomenon appearing in the sky.

The clouds seemed to be painting, drawing one figure after another. These figures were like the Shura gods of war on the ancient battlefield. They were heroic and mysterious, forming all kinds of gorgeous movements, just like the appearance of ancient gods and Buddhas.

The amber sky at night was like a mirror, reflecting the outline of the entire Infinite City, similar streets, similar buildings, similar rivers and distant mountains...

During the ceremony of worshiping heaven, the sky opened up a shallow opening, through which countless strange lights flowed. When everyone gazed at it, it seemed that they could see their bright future.

But this time, the strange phenomenon in the sky conveyed a different kind of emotional signal, just like the sadness of Ragnarok, and even more like the tragedy of the end of the world. The figures of the gods formed by clouds and mist were falling, and the bright red mist belts looked like blood flowing in the entire Infinite City.

Suddenly, blood dripped down from the sky like too much red paint on a canvas, dripping into this real infinite city. The thick smell of blood immediately filled the city...

People began to panic. They thought it was just a mirage that would disappear with a gust of night wind, but they found that the blood oozing from the battlefield in the sky was actually flowing to them. The blood was extremely hot and dripped onto the tiles, flowed onto the streets, and splashed on people!

“What’s going on???” Wu Hen was also extremely shocked and didn’t understand what exactly happened above Infinite City.

"Wu Hen! The time hole is in the sky. That is the Infinite City three hundred years ago!" At this time, Zi Shu hurriedly ran over from another direction and told Wu Hen that the battle across time and space had begun!

Wu Hen had never expected that the past would be presented in this way. It was not a time travel, nor was it waking up in that era, but a mirror image above the Infinite City, which already possessed high-dimensional power!
In other words, if the human race raises their heads now, they can see everything that happened three hundred years ago...

Two cities of time and space were reflected in the sky and earth of one city!

(End of this chapter)