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

The magnificent hall looked like a dragon's treasure cave, shining with golden light, so bright that Fan Mengmeng could hardly open her eyes.

"Oh my God! This is too rich!" Fan Mengmeng couldn't help but sigh that the family wealth of this ancient emperor was so rich that it could rival a country!

Teng Junze looked around vigilantly and gripped the hilt of the sword tighter.

Master Zhao is insidious and cunning. Who knows if there are any traps hidden in this treasure house?

"Mengmeng, follow me closely." He said in a deep voice, his voice as low as the bass of a cello, which made Fan Mengmeng's heart beat fast.

The door to the treasury closed with a bang, and the echo reverberated in the empty hall, making Fan Mengmeng's eardrums buzz.

"Oh my god! Are they playing an escape room?" Fan Mengmeng complained.

Teng Junze frowned, this sudden change made him feel a little uneasy.

He walked to the door and pushed hard, but it didn't move.

"It seems we are locked in." His tone was calm, but there was a chill in his voice.

Fan Mengmeng's heart sank, and she was filled with thoughts.

If the energy source cannot be found, the two time and space cannot be repaired, then won’t she and Teng Junze be separated forever?

When she thought of this possibility, her nose felt sore and her heart felt like it was being tightly grasped by an invisible big hand, and she was almost suffocating.

At this moment, a series of tiny footsteps came from the depths of the treasury, from far away to near, breaking the silence of the hall.

Fan Mengmeng and Teng Junze immediately became alert and looked in the direction of the sound.

A young woman in emerald green palace dress walked out timidly, holding a dim oil lamp in her hand.

When she saw Fan Mengmeng and Teng Junze, she was so scared that her face turned pale and the oil lamp in her hand almost fell to the ground.

"Who... who are you?" she asked in a trembling voice, her eyes full of fear.

Fan Mengmeng recognized her at a glance. It was Xiaoyu, the maid of the treasure house.

She was about to explain but was stopped by Teng Junze.

He took a step forward, staring at Xiaoyu with a sharp gaze, and said in a cold tone: "Who are you?"

Xiaoyu was trembling with fear, the oil lamp in her hand was swaying unsteadily, the light flickering, making her face flicker and look even more terrified.

"I...I am the maid of the treasure house, Xiao...Xiaoyu..."

Teng Junze took a step closer, "Xiaoyu, do you know where the energy source is?"

Xiaoyu stepped back in fear, stammering, "Energy...energy source? I...I don't know..."

Teng Junze's eyes flashed, and he was about to ask again, but Fan Mengmeng grabbed his sleeve and shook her head gently.

She walked up to Xiaoyu and smiled gently, "Xiaoyu, don't be afraid, we are not bad people..."

Xiaoyu looked at Fan Mengmeng timidly, her eyes still full of fear.

She held the oil lamp tightly in her hand, as if it was her only support.

Fan Mengmeng slowed down her tone and said softly, "Xiaoyu, we are just looking for something. Can you help us?"

Xiaoyu hesitated for a moment, then shook her head. "I...I can't say..."

"Why?" Fan Mengmeng asked in confusion.

Xiaoyu bit her lip, her eyes flickering, as if she had something to hide.

Suddenly, the oil lamp in her hand fell to the ground and shattered with a "pop". The lamp oil splashed all over the ground, and darkness instantly enveloped the entire hall... "Ah!

"Ah!" Xiaoyu's scream cut through the darkness and echoed in the empty hall, adding a bit of horror to the atmosphere.

Fan Mengmeng quickly grabbed Xiaoyu's hand and steadyed her trembling body.

"It's okay, it's okay, the lights are just out." She comforted Xiaoyu like she was coaxing a child, and by the way, she took out a flashlight from the space, and "whoosh" it illuminated the surroundings.

"Oh my god! It's so high-tech!" Xiaoyu looked at the "magic weapon" that appeared out of thin air in Fan Mengmeng's hand, her eyes widened like copper bells, and she instantly forgot her fear.

"What...what kind of treasure is this?"

Fan Mengmeng chuckled, "Secret weapon! How about it, awesome, right?" She shook the flashlight, and the beam of light swept across the hall, illuminating the dazzling array of treasures and Xiaoyu's surprised face.

Teng Junze watched Fan Mengmeng and Xiaoyu interacting, and his originally tense expression relaxed a little.

He had to admit that Fan Mengmeng's heartless optimism could always ease the tense atmosphere.

Fan Mengmeng turned off the flashlight and took out her cell phone. The light on the screen was much softer.

"Xiaoyu, we are here for an urgent matter. Let me tell you a story, a story about him and me..."

Then, Fan Mengmeng recounted the story of how she and Teng Junze met and got to know each other, how they traveled between two time and space, and how they searched for the energy source to repair the cracks in time and space.

She spoke with great emotion, sometimes excited, sometimes sad, and Xiaoyu was almost crying after hearing it.

"Wow... Your story is so touching!" Xiaoyu wiped the corners of her eyes, "I... I actually know some clues, but..." She began to hesitate again.

"But what?" Fan Mengmeng asked quickly.

"But I promised the late emperor to keep the secret of the treasure house..." Xiaoyu lowered her head, her voice as thin as a mosquito.

Fan Mengmeng held Xiaoyu's hand and said sincerely, "Xiaoyu, if the space-time rift cannot be repaired, the whole world will be in danger! You are doing a good deed, saving the world!"

Xiaoyu was moved by Fan Mengmeng's words. She took a deep breath, as if she had made some important decision, and said, "Deep in the treasure house... there is a mysterious box... Maybe... maybe it is related to the energy source you mentioned..."

"Box? What kind of box?" Teng Junze asked immediately.

Xiaoyu shook her head. "I don't know... I only know that it's locked in a very secret place..."

"where is it?"

Xiaoyu pointed to a shadowed corner deep in the hall and said, "It's... it's over there..." Her voice became smaller and smaller, and finally almost inaudible.

The hand she pointed in that direction was trembling slightly...Fan Mengmeng felt her hand being wrapped by a big hand, warm and reassuring.

She turned her head and met Teng Junze's gentle gaze.

"Mengmeng, thank you." His low voice was a little hoarse, and Fan Mengmeng's heart was beating fast.

"Oh, this is so corny! They're an old couple, and they're still being sentimental!" She said with disgust, but leaned her head on Teng Junze's shoulder like a lazy kitten.

"Alright, alright, stop being so annoying and go find the box! The world is waiting for us to save it!" Fan Mengmeng instantly entered combat mode, pointing in the direction Xiaoyu pointed with high morale, "Charge!"

Xiaoyu shrank behind the two of them, like a frightened little rabbit.

The depths of the hall were pitch black, with only the faint light from the mobile phone screen illuminating a small area in front.

There is an ancient and mysterious atmosphere in the air, which makes people feel inexplicably nervous.

"High-energy warning ahead!" Fan Mengmeng suddenly stopped, she felt something was wrong with the ground.

"Be careful, there might be a trap here."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a "click" sound and the ground suddenly collapsed!

Teng Junze was quick-witted and quick-handed. He put his arm around Fan Mengmeng's waist, did a beautiful spin, and with a landing posture comparable to that of an Olympic gymnastics champion, he landed steadily on an intact floor tile next to him.

"Oh my god! This is too exciting!" Fan Mengmeng patted her chest in shock. "Luckily my boyfriend is agile, otherwise we would have become meat patties!"

"Hold me tight." Teng Junze ordered briefly and forcefully.

"Yes, sir!" Fan Mengmeng hugged Teng Junze's neck tightly, feeling as excited as riding a roller coaster.

The rest of the journey is even more thrilling, with all kinds of traps appearing one after another, darts, poison arrows, falling rocks... It's simply an ancient version of escaping the secret room!

Fortunately, Teng Junze is a martial arts expert with quick reactions, and he can always escape danger.

"Left! Up! Watch your step!" Fan Mengmeng acted as a navigator and was so nervous that her voice was almost hoarse.

Finally, they arrived at the deepest part of the hall.

An ancient wooden box was placed on the stone platform, carved with intricate patterns and emitting a mysterious glow.

"Could this be..." Fan Mengmeng held her breath and cautiously reached out her hand...

"Don't move!" Xiaoyu suddenly shouted, "That box... can't be opened..."

Fan Mengmeng's hand froze in mid-air and she looked at Xiaoyu in confusion.

"Why can't it be opened? Is there some kind of monstrous beast hiding inside?"

Xiaoyu turned pale with fear and trembled as she spoke, "Legend...Legend has it that this box is cursed. Whoever opens it will...will..."

"What will happen?" Fan Mengmeng's curiosity was completely aroused. This was definitely a suspenseful thing!

"It will turn into... a roasted suckling pig!" Xiaoyu closed her eyes and shouted as if she had given up.

Fan Mengmeng and Teng Junze looked at each other and couldn't help laughing.

"Roast suckling pig? You're too imaginative!" Fan Mengmeng teased. "Don't worry, we have the aura of the protagonists, so a mere curse is no problem!"

"But..." Xiaoyu wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Teng Junze.

"Mengmeng, it's best to be careful." Teng Junze glanced around sharply, "This place is full of strange things, so it's better to be cautious."

Fan Mengmeng nodded and took out a pair of rubber gloves from her backpack and put them on.

"Safety first, safety first!" She took a deep breath and slowly opened the wooden box.

There was nothing earth-shattering in the box, only an ancient jade pendant and a roll of parchment.

Fan Mengmeng picked up the jade pendant and looked at it carefully. It felt warm and smooth to the touch.

A lifelike dragon is carved on the jade pendant, and the dragon's eyes are inlaid with red gems, sparkling in the dim light.

"This jade pendant..." Teng Junze frowned, "I think I've seen it somewhere..."

Fan Mengmeng handed him the jade pendant and said, "Take a look. Is there anything special about it?"

Teng Junze took the jade pendant and looked at it over and over again. Suddenly, his face changed.

"No!" He threw the jade pendant to the ground. "This is..."

The jade pendant fell to the ground with a crisp sound. At the same time, the ground began to shake violently and the rocks above his head began to fall down.

"Run!" Teng Junze pulled Fan Mengmeng up and ran towards the exit.

Xiaoyu was so scared that she collapsed on the ground, trembling.

"It's over, it's over. I'm really going to become a roast suckling pig now..."

"Don't be afraid! Hold on to me!" Teng Junze grabbed Fan Mengmeng and Xiaoyu and ran in the crumbling hall.

"What exactly is this jade pendant? How can it be so powerful?" Fan Mengmeng asked while running.

Teng Junze's face was solemn and he did not answer.

He held Fan Mengmeng's hand tightly, his eyes full of worry.

"Wait!" Fan Mengmeng suddenly stopped and pointed at the parchment that had fallen to the ground. "We forgot to take that!"

Teng Junze: “…” This girl is really carefree!

"I'll get it!" Fan Mengmeng turned around and wanted to go back to pick up the parchment.

"Don't go!" Teng Junze grabbed her and pulled her back. "It's too dangerous!"

"But..." Fan Mengmeng was about to say something when suddenly, the roof of the hall collapsed completely, completely isolating them from the parchment...

"Now... the clue is broken..." Teng Junze muttered to himself as he looked at the collapsed ruins.

"Mengmeng, we..."