Wei Zi dodged instinctively. If Feng Danyuan hadn't held her, she would have fallen off the horse.
But even so, she also scratched her wound and broke into a cold sweat from the pain.
"What's wrong?" Feng Danyuan asked with concern.
Wei Zi pressed her left shoulder and took a while to recover. At this time, the shadows and sounds disappeared.
It was as if everything was just a figment in her mind.
But she was definitely not.
She could clearly see the knife just now. The forging method was very ancient.
She had only seen fragments in unearthed cultural relics in her previous life. She tried to restore them on a computer, but failed because there was too little information.
But just now she clearly saw the complete version, which was different from what she had guessed in her previous life.
"Did you see anything just now? Or hear something?" Wei Zi pulled Feng Danyuan's sleeve.
"No." Feng Danyuan saw her nervous look and asked, "What did you see and hear?"
"In an ancient battlefield, several tribes were fighting, right next to us." Wei Zi said.
Feng Danyuan's eyes flashed: "What about now? Can you still hear and see?"
Wei Zi shook his head and asked: "Do you - believe it?"
"I believe what you said. What's more -" Feng Danyuan looked solemn: "There is a strong killing atmosphere here, I can feel it."
This time it was Wei Zi who was puzzled: "In the land of Zhangzhou, I remember that there has been no war for a long time. Can you feel the killing spirit?"
"I told you that I have memories of past lives. In my last life, I was a marshal in charge of nearly a million troops. I can feel it wherever there has been a large-scale war." Feng Danyuan explained.
"You can also feel it from ancient times?"
Feng Danyuan was silent for a while and said: "Logically speaking, it shouldn't be, but for some reason, I did feel it just now, and now it's not that serious -"
Wei Zi suddenly had an idea: "Mirage! Could it be that an ancient battlefield did appear around us just now? I saw it, but you felt it?!"
"That makes sense." Feng Danyuan nodded.
After being confirmed, Wei Zi's guess became even bolder: "The mist formation, the great flood, the decisive battle between Chi You and Huangdi, Chi You was defeated and died. Tell me, what I just saw and what you felt, could it be that...
A decisive battle?"
Feng Danyuan continued to nod: "It's possible."
He can have memories of past lives, and he accepts these strange things very calmly.
"But why does it appear at this time..."
Wei Zi couldn't help but look up, the sky had become much darker again, the setting sun dropped below the horizon, and the red in the sky turned into dark red, like dried blood, covering the sky.
*
The dark red sky and the turbid Yellow River meet at a certain place.
Yan Xiao finished eating a piece of cake, but Linze didn't come back.
She pulled the rope off her legs and stood up to stretch her muscles.
Her pistol and mobile phone were both confiscated by Linze, and the bag of medicine she had with her was nowhere to be found in the chaos.
The only thing that gave her a sense of security was the bracelet on her hand, which made a beeping sound every fifteen minutes.
