Chapter 268: Jiangnan · Xishi
She walked step by step towards Zhu Hongmen, with firm steps, confidence, and full of strength.
And with each step, the pressure of the Zhu Hong Gate grew stronger. The two tall doors seemed like two icebergs pressing on her heart, and the cold breath was more than ten or a hundred times stronger than the harsh weather in Jiangnan. She felt her limbs stiff and unable to move. If she had not been determined, she might have been shattered. However, she still struggled to drag her heavy footsteps forward step by step, and two deep grooves were dragged out of the green bricks she walked through, like creases rolled by tanks.
Lin Keqing felt like it had been a century, until she was covered in crimson before realizing that she had arrived.
The feeling this time was different from last time. The bloody aura on the vermilion gate submerged her like a flood, and she was like a small blade of grass caught in a vortex, spinning and spinning involuntarily, and then losing consciousness.
I don't know how long it was, but she woke up slowly.
I found myself lying next to a small stream, the water clear to the bottom, with silver fish with fingers running through like arrows. The green grass at the bottom of the water swayed with the flowing water, with strands of light gauze flowing in between, and the other end of the gauze wrapped around her hand.
She looked from afar and saw that this was an ancient small village with beautiful mountains and waters, infinite scenery, and simple villagers coming and going, with sincere laughter and joy.
Lin Keqing watched all of this and didn't know how to react, because the people here were dressed in coarse cloth ancient costumes and unfamiliar dialect, all indicating that she had traveled through time
She quickly touched her face, her skin soft and smooth as grease. Jade hands are delicate and as soft as bones.
It's clearly not her body
Lin Keqing pinched her hand, and a faint red mark appeared on her fair and snowy skin.