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

Master Zhao's embarrassing departure did not restore true peace to the Teng Mansion.

An undercurrent is surging like the waves of the sea.

Fan Mengmeng and Teng Junze came to the beach, and the salty and humid sea breeze blew their clothes.

Teng Junze had never set foot in this sea area. A mysterious atmosphere filled the air, making him unconsciously hold Fan Mengmeng's hand tightly.

"Here..." Fan Mengmeng looked at the surging waves, and an inexplicable sense of familiarity surged in her heart, as if she had been here before.

They slowly moved along the coastline and came to a group of rugged reefs.

Beneath a huge reef, there are some strange symbols carved, which look like words or some kind of totem.

Fan Mengmeng squatted down and identified them carefully. These symbols were vaguely similar to the scenes she saw when she traveled through time and space.

"Could this be related to your...ability?" Teng Junze also discovered the peculiarity of these symbols. He replaced the magical word with "ability" to avoid any eavesdropping.

Fan Mengmeng nodded, and had a vague guess in her mind that these symbols might be the key to the stability of time and space, but she was unable to decipher the mystery now.

At the same time, Master Zhao, who was driven out of the Teng Mansion, did not give up.

He knew very well that once his past actions were completely exposed, there would be no way for him to recover.

So, he began to incite some superstitious people in the city and spread rumors, saying that Fan Mengmeng and Teng Junze were ominous people, and their appearance destroyed the balance between the two time and space, resulting in abnormal weather and frequent disasters in recent times.

These rumors spread quickly among the crowd, and some people who originally had a good impression of Fan Mengmeng and Teng Junze began to waver and even developed resistance to them.

In front of the Teng Mansion, a group of angry people gathered, clamoring to drive the "witch" out.

Inside the Teng Mansion, Xiaodong walked up to Teng Junze with a solemn expression and reported the situation outside to him. "Sir, outside now..."

Xiaodong was interrupted by a commotion before she could finish her words. Teng Junze and Fan Mengmeng walked to the door and looked at the excited crowd outside, their brows furrowed.

"Master! You can't be deceived by this witch!" an old man shouted at the top of his lungs. "She will bring disaster to us!"

Xiaodong stood up and said loudly, "Everyone, please be patient! I have something to tell you..." She paused, her eyes sweeping across the crowd, finally landing on a furtive figure at the back of the group, "About Master Zhao..."

Xiaodong took a deep breath and said loudly: "Master Zhao has privately gone to the deserted temple outside the city many times before and has come into contact with suspicious people. I saw it with my own eyes! Moreover, there have been several sums of money with unknown whereabouts in the mansion's accounts, all of which were handled by Master Zhao..." The crowd began to make a commotion, and whispers rose and fell.

Master Zhao has been in the Teng Mansion for many years and has always been known for his loyalty and honesty. Now Xiaodong's revelations are like a stone thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples.

Although there was no conclusive evidence, Xiaodong's words were not groundless, and some people who had originally firmly supported Master Zhao began to waver.

The sea breeze was still howling, and Fan Mengmeng stared at the symbols on the reef. The ancient Chinese characters she had learned in modern times and the culture she had come into contact with in ancient times during this period flashed through her mind.

These symbols are not simply words or totems, but an ancient way of telling time. Combining astronomical phenomena and geographical locations, they can be used to calculate specific time nodes.

"I understand!" Fan Mengmeng stood up suddenly, a gleam in her eyes. "These symbols represent the time patterns of the appearance of space-time rifts!" She pointed at one of the symbols and said, "This symbol represents... the night of the full moon, the highest point of the tide!"

Teng Junze immediately understood what she meant and his face darkened.

The night of the full moon, when the tide is at its highest, is not that the best time for “sacrifice” that Master Zhao has always emphasized?

Could it be that... the so-called sacrifice by Master Zhao was not for praying for blessings at all, but for using the rift in time and space to achieve a certain purpose?

Considering Master Zhao's previous abnormal behavior and his despicable means of inciting the people, a terrible guess gradually became clear in Teng Junze's mind.

"Mengmeng, are you sure?" Teng Junze's voice was low and solemn.

Fan Mengmeng nodded, her tone firm: "I'm sure! The arrangement and combination of these symbols, as well as the meanings they represent, all point to the same conclusion - Master Zhao is exploiting the space-time rift!"

Just then, the sound of hurried horse hooves came from afar, breaking the tranquility of the seaside.

A group of people were galloping towards them, and the person leading them was Master Zhao with a gloomy face.

He dismounted, his eyes gleaming fiercely. "It seems you've discovered..."

Master Zhao approached step by step with a gloomy face. The confidants behind him looked ferocious, with their hands on the hilts of their knives, ready to attack at any time.

The howling sea breeze blew up the dust and sand, adding a sense of solemnity.

"I didn't expect you to discover this secret." Master Zhao gritted his teeth, his tone full of hatred. "It seems I really underestimated you!"

Teng Junze protected Fan Mengmeng behind him. His tall body was like an indestructible wall, protecting her firmly under his wings.

His eyes were firm and full of love, and his deep gaze seemed to be telling a silent promise: No matter what happens, I will protect you.

A warm feeling surged in Fan Mengmeng's heart. Besides being moved, she became more determined to fight alongside him.

She held Teng Junze's hand tightly, feeling the warmth of his palm and giving him silent support.

"Master Zhao, you will pay the price for everything you have done!" Teng Junze's voice was low and powerful, every word was resounding and carried unquestionable majesty.

Master Zhao sneered, "Price? It's too early to talk about that now!" He waved his hand, "Capture them for me!"

The confidants rushed forward with swords flashing and murderous intent.

Teng Junze was not afraid at all. He drew his sword and started a fierce fight with them.

He was agile and had sharp swordsmanship. Every move he made was as powerful as thunder and lightning. In an instant, he knocked down several of his confidants.

Although Fan Mengmeng doesn't know martial arts, she did not back down.

She picked up a stone from the ground and smashed it hard at a confidant who was trying to sneak attack Teng Junze.

The stone hit the target right in the face. The confidant screamed and fell down, holding his head.

The battle became more and more intense, the sea breeze howled, and blew up gusts of sand and dust, covering the sky and the sun.

The flashing of swords and the shouting of killing were deafening.

Teng Junze was fighting against many opponents alone, but he was not at a disadvantage at all. Every movement he made was precise and powerful, like a tiger, moving freely among the crowd.

Fan Mengmeng was looking for opportunities nearby, attacking enemies who tried to approach Teng Junze with stones.

Although she has no martial arts skills, she is smart and brave, and can always seize the enemy's weaknesses and give them a fatal blow.

Master Zhao stood aside, watching all this with a gloomy face, a vicious gleam in his eyes.

He didn't expect that Teng Junze and Fan Mengmeng were so difficult to deal with, and he couldn't take them down for a while.

At this moment, Fan Mengmeng's eyes fell on the symbol on the reef.

Her heart moved, and a bold idea emerged in her mind.

She pointed at the symbol and shouted to Teng Junze, "Junze, look..." Teng Junze followed her gaze and instantly understood what she meant.

His eyes lit up and a confident smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Mengmeng, you are so smart!"

He turned around abruptly and said to Master Zhao, "Master Zhao, do you think you really won?"

Master Zhao's expression changed. "What do you mean?"

Teng Junze didn't answer, but pointed his sword at the symbol on the reef. "Do you think we haven't discovered your secret?" He paused, then spoke word by word, "Your so-called sacrifice is just a cover..." Before he finished speaking, the symbol on the reef suddenly emitted a dazzling light...

The symbols on the reef glowed brighter and brighter, gradually forming a vortex-shaped light gate.

Fan Mengmeng exclaimed and subconsciously grabbed Teng Junze's hand.

Teng Junze protected her behind him, his eyes fixed on the light gate, and an inexplicable excitement surged in his heart.

Could this be the channel connecting the two time and space?

"Oh no! They are there!" Master Zhao's roar came from a distance.

Teng Junze's eyes flashed and he made a quick decision: "Mengmeng, let's go!" He took Fan Mengmeng's hand and jumped into the light gate without hesitation.

After a dizzying moment, they found themselves in a familiar study.

"It seems that we succeeded." Fan Mengmeng breathed a sigh of relief and a happy smile appeared on her face.

Teng Junze looked solemn: "I'm afraid it's not that simple." He walked to the desk, picked up a book, opened one of the pages, and there were a few words written on it: Master Zhao already knows.

Teng Junze put down his book, walked to the window, and looked into the distance with deep eyes. He knew that a bigger storm was coming.

Fan Mengmeng walked up to him and gently held his hand: "Don't worry, no matter what happens, I will be with you."

Teng Junze turned and looked at her, his eyes full of tenderness.

He held her in his arms and whispered, "Mengmeng..." Suddenly, the door of the study was pushed open, and Xiaodong ran in panicked: "Master, something bad has happened..."