End of the World Crisis, My Husband is from Ancient Times

It was just a frightened horse, and the crowd quickly dispersed.

Teng Junze turned around and looked at Fan Mengmeng with deep eyes.

"Looks like we should go back." He was referring to that magical space.

Fan Mengmeng nodded, the two smiled at each other, and turned around and left the noisy market in tacit understanding.

Back in the inn room, Fan Mengmeng took a deep breath, concentrated her mind, and the familiar feeling of dizziness came over her.

When they opened their eyes again, they were back in that quiet space.

The mysterious box discovered last time was still lying there quietly, emitting a faint glow.

The surrounding scene seemed a little different. There was a strange energy fluctuation in the air, which was stronger than last time.

The two approached the box cautiously.

Fan Mengmeng squatted down and carefully observed the strange symbols on the box.

These symbols are twisted and complex, like some ancient text or some mysterious patterns.

She took out a small notebook and a pen and began to try to analyze it using modern code-breaking knowledge.

Teng Junze stood beside her, watching her concentrate quietly.

There was a hint of seriousness between her brows and a glint of wisdom in her eyes.

An inexplicable trust arose in his heart, as if he believed that she could solve the mystery.

Fan Mengmeng occasionally looked up at him, their eyes met, and a tacit understanding flowed between them.

"What do you think these symbols look like?" Fan Mengmeng asked, pointing to one of the symbols.

Teng Junze leaned forward slightly and carefully observed the symbol. "It looks like... some kind of ancient totem."

"I think so too." Fan Mengmeng nodded and wrote down some ideas in her notebook.

Time passed minute by minute, and Fan Mengmeng's pen tip flew on the paper. She tried all possible combinations and arrangements, but she still couldn't decipher the meaning of these symbols.

Just when she was about to give up, a new idea suddenly struck her.

She took a deep breath, placed her hand on the box, and tried to enter a combination based on her new ideas.

The box vibrated slightly and made a soft buzzing sound.

Fan Mengmeng was delighted, it seemed that this idea was correct!

As she continued typing, the box's vibrations grew stronger and the buzzing grew louder.

Just as she was about to complete the last step, a powerful force suddenly burst out from the box and bounced her away.

"Mengmeng!" Teng Junze was quick to support her, his eyes full of worry. "Are you okay?"

Fan Mengmeng shook her head, her face pale. "I'm fine, it's just..." Her gaze fell back on the box, eyes full of surprise. "This box..."

The box slowly opened, and a beam of soft golden light overflowed from it, illuminating Fan Mengmeng's slightly pale face.

Teng Junze's gaze moved from Fan Mengmeng's face to the box, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

The box did not contain any rare treasures, but some ordinary ancient supplies: a few pieces of fine silk, some exquisite porcelain, and some unknown medicinal herbs.

Under these supplies, lay quietly an ancient thread-bound book.

"These..." Teng Junze reached out and picked up the book. There were no words on the cover, only the same strange symbols, exactly the same as those on the box.

He opened the book and found it was filled with tiny regular script written in beautiful and neat handwriting, but he didn't recognize a single word.

"What kind of text is this?" He looked at Fan Mengmeng with a hint of doubt in his tone.

Fan Mengmeng shook her head. She had never seen such words before.

She got up from the ground and rubbed her numb arms. "Perhaps, the contents of this box are more complicated than we thought."

"The rebound force just now was definitely not ordinary." Teng Junze closed the book with a frown, "Are you sure you are okay?" He held Fan Mengmeng's shoulders and looked at her carefully, his eyes full of worry.

"It's really okay," Fan Mengmeng smiled at him, "I just used a little too much force." She walked forward and squatted beside the box again. She took out a simple homemade tool that looked like a small crowbar from the small bag she carried with her. "I thought, maybe I can try this."

She carefully inserted the tool into the gap in the box and pried it open gently. With a soft click, the box opened without any other abnormalities.

Teng Junze looked at her skillful movements, a hint of admiration flashing in his eyes.

This seemingly weak woman actually possesses such wisdom and courage.

His trust in her deepened a little.

Fan Mengmeng opened the box completely and found that in addition to the supplies and ancient books she had seen before, there was also a secret compartment.

She reached in, fumbled around for a while, and pulled out a palm-sized jade pendant.

The jade pendant is crystal white, soft to the touch, and has a lifelike dragon carved on it.

"This..." Fan Mengmeng looked at the jade pendant in her hand and didn't know how to describe it for a moment.

Teng Junze's eyes fell on the jade pendant, his gaze fixed, "This jade pendant..." He stretched out his hand to touch it, but stopped in mid-air, "I think I've seen it somewhere..."

Fan Mengmeng carefully handed the jade pendant to Teng Junze.

He took the jade pendant and gently stroked the patterns of the jade dragon with his fingertips, his brows furrowed, as if he was lost in thought.

"I seem to have seen a similar jade pendant in my father's study..." He muttered to himself, with a hint of uncertainty in his tone.

Fan Mengmeng's heart moved. Could it be that this jade pendant was related to Teng Junze's life experience?

She didn't disturb him, but picked up the ancient book and tried to decipher the words on it again.

Those symbols that looked like heavenly books before seemed to have undergone a subtle change in her eyes.

She concentrated her mind and focused all her attention on the pages, identifying the strange symbols one by one.

Time slipped by, the room so quiet that only the sound of each other's breathing could be heard. Suddenly, Fan Mengmeng exclaimed softly, "I think... I understand a little bit!"

Teng Junze came back to his senses and looked at her with a hint of surprise in his eyes. "What's written on it?"

Fan Mengmeng pointed to several lines of symbols on the page and explained, "These symbols... seem to point to some places, and... I feel that these places are related to the distribution of materials in ancient times." She told Teng Junze in detail what she had interpreted, including the distribution of some ancient mineral deposits and the origins of some rare medicinal materials.

As Teng Junze listened to her explanation, a hint of shock flashed in his eyes.

This information is undoubtedly a huge gain for them.

He looked at Fan Mengmeng and his admiration for her grew even more.

This seemingly weak woman not only possesses extraordinary courage and wisdom, but also possesses such magical abilities.

He gently held Fan Mengmeng's hand and whispered, "Thank you, Mengmeng."

Fan Mengmeng felt the warmth of his palm, and a sweet feeling welled up in her heart. She raised her head and met his deep gaze, her cheeks slightly flushed.

However, not all the contents in the ancient books could be deciphered, and there were still many symbols that she could not understand.

Moreover, in this magical space, besides the items in the box, there seem to be other unexplored areas.

"This jade pendant... may be the key to unlocking other secrets." Teng Junze stroked the jade pendant in his hand and said thoughtfully.

He took Fan Mengmeng's hand and stood up, his eyes sweeping across every corner of the space, "We still have a lot to do."

He took Fan Mengmeng's hand and walked towards the depths of the space.

Fan Mengmeng felt his hand tighten slightly, and an inexplicable sense of tension surged in her heart.

They passed through a mist and came to a closed stone door.

Teng Junze stopped and turned to look at Fan Mengmeng, with a complex emotion flashing in his eyes... "Follow me." He said softly, then pushed open the stone door.