As for the gods, in their minds, they wear long flowing clothes with wide sleeves, not such strange clothes, so they think they are monsters.
They didn't know if these two monsters could eat people, so they were scared and hurried away.
The bull-headed horse-faced men saw that the war had dispersed naturally, and there were no other souls to take away for the time being, so they dragged the thousands of dead souls away.
Yang Zimei and Long Zhutian looked at each other in surprise, and then their eyes fell on the black box in Yang Zimei's hand.
This black box was just like when Long Zhuiyue first handed it over to them, lying quietly without any light.
"Is this not an alien transmitter, but a time box?"
Yang Zimei was excited and hesitant at the same time.
She didn't know if the time box would take them back now.
"Let's try turning on the switch again."
Long Zhutian looked at the switch button, "Do you still remember how you turned it on before?"
"this……"
Yang Zimei was a little worried. He was moving around casually before and didn't know where he got it. Then he heard a click and then touched the switch.
I tried it again based on my previous memory, but the box didn't move at all, as if it wouldn't open at all.
"Take your time, don't rush."
Long Zhutian saw that she was a little impatient, so he hurriedly comforted her, "As soon as you come, take care of it!"
Yang Zimei's eyes lit up, and she gave up getting the box for the time being. "Yes, it's such a rare time for us to travel through time. Let's go visit ancient times and see what's interesting."
Long Zhutian nodded, "As long as we are together, no matter where we are, when and where we are, there is nothing to be afraid of?"
"right."
Yang Zimei held his arm and said, "Let's go shopping in ancient times."
"I have to change my clothes."
Long Zhutian lowered his head and looked at himself and Yang Zimei, who were wearing modern clothes that were incompatible with ancient times. Walking like this in the crowd would definitely cause commotion and panic, and he would drive them away as monsters.
In Yang Zimei's storage ring, there were two sets of ancient costumes made by Sadako, one for women and one for men, so she took them out and put them on.
Long Zhutian, who had put on a black costume, looked even more handsome, but his short hair was a bit unmatched. Yang Zimei wrapped his head with a black scarf, so that people couldn't tell the length of his hair, and it looked like
It's also very beautiful.
She was dressed in an elegant silk ancient costume, and her long hair, which was originally tied into a ponytail, was let down casually, with only a hair tie simply tied at the end of her hair, which was very in line with the dress of women of this dynasty.
The two of them walked out of the battlefield at lightning speed.
However, in order not to attract attention, they still adopted the invisibility technique to walk.
Perhaps because of the war, people everywhere looked like they were in dire straits. The refugees who were fleeing the famine were in ragged clothes, with sallow faces and thin skin, and their bones were frozen to death on the road. It was too miserable to look at.
Occasionally, I came across one or two villagers' houses, which were also low, dark and damp huts.
Seeing these scenes, Yang Zimei felt very sad.
I thought I lived a miserable life in my last life.
But nothing could be more miserable than the poor people of this dynasty. In addition to not having food, clothing, and shelter, they also had to endure the panic of war.
"Mom, the child will starve to death if this continues. Let's exchange the children and cook them while they are still alive. At least we adults can survive. Otherwise, everyone will die.