Under the current circumstances, the more complex and changeable the terrain, the more beneficial it is for someone with sound limbs. Even if Yuan Qiushi uses his prosthetic limbs skillfully, they will not be as good as real hands and feet.

Wanting to understand this, Zhang Ke immediately rushed towards the entrance of the museum. Because there was not much distance in the first place, and after dodging the first hammer just now, he happened to be leaning in that direction, so he used inertia to move forward.

He took three steps in succession and then jumped into it.

"You escaped here, do you want to fight in a roundabout way?" A subtle smile appeared on the corner of Yuan Qiushi's mouth, and he walked into the ruins of the museum unhurriedly.

"I didn't expect that from the outside it was just the crack that was shocking, but the situation inside was more like a doomsday bombing." Zhang Ke looked at the situation around him with some emotion -

In the museum, there is almost no complete wall left. Most of them were flattened or broken by the bomb's shock wave and shrapnel, radiating from the inside to the outside like toppled dominoes. Only some relatively strong wall roots are left.

, barely remaining half of the wall that had not had time to collapse, but it was also covered with cracks and small holes scratched by shrapnel.

Relatively precious and fragile structures such as glass cabinets and floor-to-ceiling windows were naturally broken into traceless slag powder, and a layer of silver beach was spread on the ground that felt like sand when stepped on, but reflected little bits of moonlight.

, but if you walk too much, your feet will feel a little bit numb, because occasionally there will be one or two pieces of glass residue that are not completely broken.

As for the exhibits, the degree of survival varies depending on their materials. Those ceramic, wooden, and relatively brittle cultural relics were all blown up in this violent and violent explosion, leaving not even a speck of ash behind.

There is nothing left. Even if the most skilled cultural relics restoration team arrives, they will probably be disappointed.

As for utensils made of metal, such as bronze, brass or pig iron, if they are slightly away from the center of the explosion, relatively complete fragments can be left behind, but most of them were taken away by professionals who came after the explosion.

Attempts were made to restore or re-store them. And those near the center of the explosion... Looking at the torn reinforced concrete, you know that these ancient metal smelting vessels are unlikely to survive.

It’s no wonder that when Yuan Qiushi and Lingtai Kongmingding went missing, others suspected that they were near the source of the explosion and were blown into unrecognizable powder - Zhang Ke even suspected that not just one bomb had been detonated, but several.

The group had a fight here, and in the end some people were forced to die together. After all, there are still small holes that look like bullet holes in some of the low walls.

"Are you hiding?"

Yuan Qiushi walked into the museum and took a look around the surroundings as if blown by a strong wind, but could not see Zhang Ke.

Zhang Ke was indeed hiding behind a low wall by the window at this time, because here you can attack, retreat, or defend. If you can't, you can jump out of the window to escape. The most important thing is that there are several sharp broken steel bars scattered on the ground. Even if you reach

Sometimes it can be used to fight for life and its range is longer than that of a dagger.

Faced with Yuan Qiushi's question, Zhang Ke of course held his breath and didn't say a word - who would expose himself at this time? But what he didn't expect was that when Yuan Qiushi saw no reaction from the other party, he started talking to himself:

"Before the end of the last reincarnation, you seemed to have come to the conclusion that I was studying the Lingtai Kongming Cauldron through a series of reasoning, right?" Yuan Qiuzhen said with a hint of provocation: "Don't you want to know why I

Do you want to study this thing?”

There was still silence in response to him - Zhang Ke really wanted to know the answer, but now was not the time, because he felt that since the other party had asked this question, he would definitely continue to talk.

"I don't know if Ye Suling has told you that my relationship with my father is extremely bad, and I have no interest in the so-called historical archeology. The reason why I want to steal this tripod is just because it can be exchanged for money, and I

We really needed a huge sum of money at that time.”

As expected, Yuan Qiushi started talking to himself:

"When I made up my mind to take action, I thought that even in the worst case scenario, I would just be imprisoned for my actions that day, but I did not regret it. After all, a dead antique was exchanged for my mother's

Recovery is worth it no matter what - but it was not until later that I realized that the Lingtai Kongming Cauldron was not an ordinary ancient artifact. The power it contained was enough to shake the operation of the entire world, and it was not just a person's life or death."

What the hell? Listening to the other party's almost babbled confession, Zhang Ke felt a little baffled, or in other words, he seemed to hear a hint of a cult.

Carefully recalling the story Ye Suling told herself before, it seems that this tripod was indeed a sacred object of a folk sect in ancient times. It seems to be called... Qingtian Sect? It feels like the White Lotus Sect and the Red Flower Society.

However, it is understandable that the ancients believed in such things. An adult like Yuan Qiushi who has received modern scientific education will not be deceived by these nonsense, right? Or it is because he suffered a major psychological blow after becoming disabled, and

Becoming mentally abnormal?

"You probably think that I am confused now, or have been deceived by some superstition, right?" Yuan Qiushi said what Zhang Ke was thinking at once, "However, if I tell you, Lingtai Kongmingding and your heart are difficult to decipher.

The biggest mystery is directly related."

What mystery? - Zhang Ke almost blurted out, but his reason still made him cover his mouth with his hand to prevent the sound of breathing from attracting the other party's attention.

"As you can see, we are all time-travelers, and there are many people of our kind in this world. In the continuous cycle of time, we live the same day day after day that seems to repeat itself forever.

"

Zhang Ke was slightly shocked. Could it be that what he was going to say was...

"You may have wondered why such a phenomenon occurred, and even tried to find countless explanations, but in the end you still couldn't come to a definite conclusion-"

As Yuan Qiushi spoke, he slowly started to pace. Although his steps were neither fast nor slow, the direction was very clear.

He seems to have discovered me?! This thought came to Zhang Ke's mind, and as if to confirm his conjecture, Yuan Qiushi stepped closer to the low wall where Zhang Ke was hiding, without any hesitation or going astray.

How could it be? Did I expose any traces? Footprints? Sounds? Shadows?

No, I have checked all the flaws that may be exposed, and there are no flaws left.
Chapter completed!