Chapter 1209: Traveling Through Time
Nowadays, not only the human race, but all races in the future have obviously degenerated much compared to the ancient creatures.
The difference is that the human race has existed from ancient times to the present day, but is declining too quickly!
Zhao Yin didn't know whether there were other races among the myriad races in the heavens that had also continued from ancient times.
Is it the same situation as that of human beings?
Did the animals on Earth once have their own tribes?
Did it also decline along with the human race?
This guess is extremely outrageous, but in Zhao Yin's opinion, it is not impossible.
Ergouzi's reminder made Zhao Yin think a lot, and before he knew it, he had left the village.
Er Gouzi suddenly stopped.
"Brother, let's go here!"
In the sunlight, Zhao Yin turned around and saw the young man standing alone behind him.
The village fence seemed to separate the three of them and Er Gouzi into two different worlds.
At this moment, a sense of reluctance suddenly arose in Zhao Yin's heart.
In his life, he has met many people, and unknowingly, there are quite a few people that Zhao Yin cares about.
There are confidantes, adoptive fathers, and elders like Emma...
There are also subordinates like Liu Shun and Ye Zang...
But there is only one person who can be called a friend, the one in white clothes who passed away...
Zhao Yin and Er Gouzi spent half a day together, but Zhao Yin felt like he had a friend in the boy.
"Brother Ergou, can we meet again?" Zhao Yin asked in a low voice.
"There is no banquet in the world that never comes to an end."
The young man smiled, the sunlight shining into his clear eyes, deep and shocking.
At this moment, he seemed to have the maturity of people of the same age as Zhao Yin.
"All good things must come to an end." Zhao Yin whispered.
This was also what Lao Wang had said before, and Zhao Yin's mind suddenly became clear.
"Will we meet again?"
Zhao Yin's words seemed to be asking the young man in front of him, but also himself.
The boy was silent for a moment, then smiled and said, "I guess so!"
Zhao Yin turned around with ease and led Bai Wei, Qinglang, and the corpse demon Zhang Jie back to the ridge of the field.
"Li Wangyu, goodbye!"
"goodbye!"
The boy's voice came from behind.
Zhao Yin did not look back, for he was afraid that he would not look free and easy in the eyes of the young man...
The figures of Zhao Yin and the other three gradually walked away, but the young man was still standing inside the fence, waving gently.
"Zhao Yin, we will meet again, but... when we meet again... your moment will be my billions of years...!"
At some point, Lao Wang appeared behind the young man.
Gradually, figures came out of the village, including Aunt San, Aunt Liu, Da Niu, and Gou Wa...
Everyone lined up behind the young man, as if the young man was the master of this place.
Everyone's eyes fell on the four figures.
Everyone was silent...
Sadness gradually appeared in the boy's eyes... Finally, the entire village suddenly became blurred.
Like rippling water... the moment Zhao Yin disappeared at the end of the rice field, the village also disappeared...
Left behind, in the air, a sigh.
As if it came from the years...
……
Zhao Yin seemed to sense something and turned back suddenly. The wind blew across the endless rice fields, as if raising a green wave.
The village was no longer visible.
"Master, this feels a little unreal to me." Bai Wei finally spoke out what was in her heart.
Billions of years have passed since ancient times, but civilization has continued to this day. Quasi-gods have become meat in the hands of old farmers... The crops in the small courtyard at the entrance of the village are spiritual roots...
It's hard to believe.
"This place is more real than anywhere else!" Zhao Yin said, the image of the young man standing in the sun still appearing in his mind.
He casually took out three yellow peaches and threw them to Bai Wei, Qing Lang, and the corpse demon Zhang Jie.
Zhao Yin also held one in his hand and took a big bite. It was very sweet.
Li Wangyu and Lao Wang had previously told Zhao Yin not to touch anything in the village.
But it doesn't say that things from other places cannot be touched.
But Zhao Yin didn’t know where the village’s rice fields covered, and whether they were all part of the village?
He planned to leave the rice field first.
It’s strange, I couldn’t see the end of the rice fields before, but when I walked here, I suddenly saw the edge.
In the distance, it is no longer a plain, but vaguely visible, hill-like earthen mountains.
After a while, the field road under my feet suddenly became wider.
At the end, there was a wide dirt road connecting to the hills, and a crowd of people appeared on the road.
Those people were wearing coarse cloth of various colors. Some carried children on their backs, some carried loads on their shoulders, and some pushed wheelbarrows carrying goods...
Zhao Yin and his three companions walked into the crowd without attracting anyone else's attention.
Zhao Yin learned from the conversations of others that these people were all going into the city for a pilgrimage.
"A month ago, the Emperor returned. During these million years, he suppressed the Ancestor of Xuanming!" A young man spoke loudly to his companions, his eyes revealing respect, admiration, and passion.
"Unfortunately, I am too young to follow the Emperor into battle!"
Another young man said proudly: "Let's see which other race dares to offend the emperor of our human race!"
Zhao Yin was lost in thought for a moment: "A month ago?"
If the young men were not talking about the Xuanming clan and the Emperor Wang Yu, it would be difficult for Zhao Yin to discover anything.
He remembered clearly that Old Wang had mentioned Emperor Wang Yu before and said that the emperor had disappeared for endless years.
And because of the corpse disease, the Xuanming clan was mentioned.
The ancestor of that clan had already been suppressed when the Emperor was still alive...
"Brothers, is the emperor in the city?" Zhao Yin stepped forward and asked tentatively.
In order to bring them closer together, he took out two bottles of wheat wine and handed them to the two teenagers.
The two young men tasted Zhao Yin's wine and their eyes immediately lit up.
"Good wine!"
"Brother, where did you get this wine? It's much more mellow than the wine sold in the city!"
"Have you ever drunk alcohol?" Zhao Yin asked.
"Brother, what are you talking about? Who hasn't drunk alcohol these days?" A young man was puzzled, looking at Zhao Yin as if he were an idiot.
Another young man also said: "Since the Emperor invented wine many years ago, who hasn't drunk it?"
When Zhao Yin heard this, it was as if thunder roared through his mind.
He looked back suddenly, and the rice fields that had been like a green ocean before had disappeared, and there was only a wasteland there.
At this moment, the whole world seems to have become gloomy, the air is no longer clear, and even the sunlight in the sky is no longer as bright.
It seems that the world has also aged.
Zhao Yin was stunned. In his mind, all the information from today came together, and gradually, he thought of a vague truth...
The village he was in before was countless years ago?
In this ancient world, he walked from the past to the future.
From the Emperor’s youth, on that inconspicuous ridge of the field, to... the Emperor’s old age?
The information revealed by Lao Wang and Li Wangyu was just a corner of Li Wangyu's future that they saw. How could they tell it to an outsider like him?
Traveled through time?
"What's the emperor's name?" Zhao Yin turned around and asked, ignoring the gazes from around him.
"You don't even know the Emperor's name?" The young man became more contemptuous.
"Your Majesty, my name is Li Wangyu!"
