The weightlessness of “teleportation” is fleeting.
The solidified black and white is stained with color.
When she felt something solid under her feet, Li Wei still reminded herself in her heart to be steady and to hide her identity.
But when she opened her eyes.
When the dimness of the stone chamber in the well replaced the brilliance of the Milky Way.
When the moon-white fairy dress covered the original owner's goose yellow.
When the white jade mask on the face flowed and seeped like melted wax, and finally condensed into a completely unfamiliar and beautiful face.
Li Wei was stunned and stood there frozen.
Crash~
In the center of the sea of consciousness, the gracefully swaying three-petal white lotus trembled without warning.
A circle of barely visible ripples spread out from the heart of the lotus, brushing across the clear, mirror-like "water surface".
Then, the second lap, the third lap...
The ripples grew larger and larger, and their speed became faster and faster, quickly evolving from the initial small waves into turbulent waves.
The calm sea of consciousness completely boiled over, and the waves rolled, washing over Li Wei's soul.
And in every broken splash of water, there is a reflection of a bloody picture.
A scholar with a stern face had his hands tied behind his back and was cursing at the soldiers covered in blood. The next moment, his head flew off and blood spurted out from his neck more than three feet high.
A mother used her frail body to protect her young child in her arms, allowing a spear to pierce her back. Before she died, she was still humming a lullaby in a weak voice.
Countless naked, white female corpses were piled haphazardly on the street corners, forming disgusting mounds. Several Tartar soldiers were laughing as they dragged a newly arrived woman into the yard...
Li Wei "looked" at these scenes.
With her current spiritual strength, the remaining emotions and memories of a second-level warrior are simply not enough to shake her defenses.
She detached herself and calmly "watched" all this.
But at the same time, she was immersed.
To the point that she could clearly feel that she was angry...extremely angry.
Like the boiling magma in the deepest part of the earth, it violently surged and gushed out from her heart, burning every inch of her internal organs and every meridian.
Because, this is... Yangzhou...
It’s not the equivalent in China, Jiangping City.
But it’s Yangzhou, Yangzhou, China!
It is not the China with "Xuan, Qi, Yu and Gan" after traveling through time.
But it is the China before the time travel, which had the "Tang, Song, Yuan and Ming dynasties".
It is the China that has the Qin Shi Huang and Han Wudi, Li Bai, Du Fu, Su Shi and Xin Qiji, as well as Yue Fei, Wen Tianxiang, Yu Qian and Qi Jiguang!
Even though there are more warriors and more extraordinary people, this land, these people, this city... are still the China that is engraved in our bones!
Suddenly, a chill ran across my cheek.
Li Wei raised her hand, and her trembling fingertips gently brushed across her cheek, feeling smooth and moist.
Before she knew it, she was already in tears.
"Yangzhou...Qing troops..."
Her voice was very soft, like she was whispering or talking in her sleep, and no emotion could be detected.
"Ten Days of Yangzhou...Three Massacres of Jiading...Eighty-One Days of Jiangyin...The Massacre of Nanchang...The Massacre of Datong...The Massacre of Chaozhou...The Massacre of Kunshan...The Guangzhou Massacre...The Sichuan Massacre..."
"Aisin-Gioro Dodo... Dorgon... Li Chengdong... Liu Liangzuo... Nikan... Shang Kexi... Tan Tai... Ajige..."
"Oh, I really have to thank '99+1'. It was just a quick glimpse, but now I remember it so clearly..."
Li Wei raised her hands and rubbed her face vigorously, wiping away all the tears.
Then, under the astonished gaze of everyone in the stone chamber, she laughed without any warning.
“Hahaha…hahahaha…”
The laughter was crisp and pleasant, but it made everyone who heard it feel an inexplicable chill.
Deep in her heart, Yao Zhixue was frightened by her appearance. After a long while, she dared to ask timidly in a voice as thin as a mosquito.
[Chang... Senior Chang'e... should we... should we set off? ]
Li Wei did not respond in her heart, but spoke directly. Her voice was not loud, but it echoed clearly in the silent stone chamber.
To outsiders, it sounded like she was talking to herself.
"What are you going to do?" She tilted her head, as if she was wondering, mocking, or laughing.
Yao Zhixue was choked by the question, and after several seconds, she tentatively reminded him.
[Break...break through...]
Li Wei shook her head as if she had heard some ridiculous joke. "What's the point of breaking out?"
Yao Zhixue was completely anxious. She wanted to persuade him, but she didn't know where to start. [......]
Li Wei ignored her and walked towards the exit of the stone chamber.
"Fairy!"
Seeing this, "Uncle Shan" lying on the stone platform struggled to get up, but it agitated his wound, causing him to groan in pain. He could only shout, "Go away! Leave here and leave us alone!"
"Yes, yes!" The old woman in the corner echoed in a trembling voice, "Girl, go away quickly and don't come back!"
"Sister, please go away!" the little girl, who was eight or nine years old, cried out in tears.
"Fairy, we are alive today because of your kindness. We can't drag you down any longer!"
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