boyutpedia Chapter 142 Where does it come from?
Chapter 142 Where does it come from?
After Qingling arranged everything, he went to find Song Yu. He said he wanted to tell Song Yu about his plans.
I can't hide it or make excuses, otherwise A Yu will be angry again.
When Qingling came in, Song Yu was packing his backpack.
She was in such a hurry to leave Wanjian Villa that she thought she had lost it, but Qingxi not only brought out the sugar beans, but also brought out her bag.
The things in the bag are still the same: mobile phone, jacket, flashlight, power bank, first aid kit, notebook, and pen.
There were some compressed biscuits, but they were eaten up long ago.
Song Yu was holding her cell phone. When she came through, the phone still had 50% battery. She turned it off when it had only 20% left, and she hasn't turned it on since.
After such a long time, even if it is not turned on, it is probably out of power.
Song Yu looked at the power bank and although he didn't hold out hope, he still gave it a try.
Plug in the power and the screen flashes.
Song Yu was a little surprised that after more than half a year, there was still power in the power bank.
She looked at the battery level of her phone, which slowly dropped from 2% to 20%.
Song Yu didn't notice Qingling when he came in.
So he walked straight to the bed and saw what Song Yu was holding.
"What is this?" Qingling asked in confusion.
Song Yu was startled, looked up and saw that it was him, and breathed a sigh of relief.
He gathered the other things, thought for a while, and then shook the cell phone and power bank in his hand at Qingling.
"Cell phone." Song Yu said.
Qing Ling was even more confused: "Hand...chicken? This doesn't look like a chicken, what is it for?"
Song Yu couldn't help laughing and said, "This isn't the chicken for eating. This is for communication. Two people can hold this thing and contact each other no matter where they are."
Qing Ling's eyes showed a hint of interest, and he said, "Thousand-mile sound transmission?"
Song Yu was amazed at his understanding and said, "You can say that, but this is an enhanced version. There is no distance limit."
Qing Ling sat down beside him naturally. His eyes fell on the phone and he said, "The material is very special."
It was not the first time he had seen such a strange thing. Just like when they came out of Biluo Village, Song Yu used something called a flashlight to illuminate the way.
It shines without fire, brighter than any oil lamp he has ever seen.
Song Yu noticed the interest in Qing Ling's eyes. She thought for a moment, then looked at Qing Ling seriously and said, "Remember what I told you before? I'm actually hiding something from you."
Qingling's gaze fell from the phone to Song Yu's face. Looking at Song Yu's expression, he had a premonition in his heart.
What Song Yu was going to say next was probably no less than his identity as the leader of the Qingyang Sect.
Qingling rarely felt a little uneasy.
"Do you want to listen?" Song Yu asked.
Qing Ling thought for a moment and then said, "I don't know what you are going to say, so how can I judge? Do you want to hear it?"
Song Yu choked, finding no way to refute it. After thinking for a moment, he said, "It's about my origins."
Qingling looked at Song Yu and found that she was serious. Since she was serious, he naturally wanted to know.
"I do." Qingling nodded.
Song Yu sat on the edge of the bed, leaning slightly towards Qing Ling, and said, "Actually, I came from the future."
Qing Ling didn't react for a moment. After a long while, he tentatively asked, "The future?"
Song Yu nodded and said, "It's the world a thousand years from now."
Qing Ling frowned, thought for a moment and said, "I'll go call Ye Shuangbai over."
As he was about to stand up, Song Yu held him back: "What do you want him to do?"
Qing Ling didn't answer, but his eyes said it all.
Song Yu also saw it, and she said, "I'm not sick, nor am I crazy. These are the evidence."
She pointed to a pile of stuff on the bed in front of her.
Qing Ling sat down again, and then looked at Song Yu with a solemn expression: "Okay, I believe you."
Song Yu waited for his next reaction, but after waiting for a long time, there was no follow-up.
"Just... like this?" Song Yu couldn't help but ask.
Qing Ling then spoke: "It doesn't matter if you are from a thousand years later or a thousand years ago, as long as it is you, it's fine."
Song Yu was stunned. She imagined several possible reactions of Qing Ling when he found out about her identity.
Shock, suspicion, fear, terror, or perhaps calculation.
But I never expected that I would accept it so calmly.
"Don't you have anything else you want to ask? Like how I came here? Like what the world will be like a thousand years from now? Or whether I will ever go back?"
Qing Ling's expression remained calm for the first two questions, until the last question, when his expression finally showed some movement.
"Will you go back?" Qingling asked the question carefully.
Song Yu showed a trace of loneliness on his face, and sighed and said: "Actually, I don't know if I can go back, just like I don't know how I came to this world."
"Ayu!" Qingling spoke, interrupting her melancholy.
Song Yu tilted his head to look at him: "Hmm?"
Qingling said: "Ayu, you don't have to go back. You can stay here. I can give you anything you want."
Qing Ling was not empty talk when he said this, he really had the ability, but what he said about being able to give anything was different from Song Yu's understanding that he could get whatever he wanted.
Song Yu didn't rush to refute. She picked up the phone, turned on the power, and the screen flashed.
Shock appeared in Qingling's eyes again.
Song Yu looked at him, and when her phone turned on, she opened the photo album and handed it to Qing Ling.
While sliding, he said, "Let me show you my world."
Qingling looked down, and as Song Yu's fingers slid, the shock in his eyes became deeper.
At this moment, his mood could not be described in words.
What kind of world was that? It was a world he couldn't even imagine.
And at this moment, he suddenly understood why Song Yu was not at all tempted by the conditions he proposed.
Even though he was capable enough to dominate the martial arts world, his ability seemed insignificant in front of Song Yu.
At this moment, he finally understood why Song Yu was so determined to go home and why she cared so much about his deception.
He also understood that if Song Yu really went back, they might never be able to see each other again in this life.
Thinking of this, Qingling clenched his fists, and veins bulged on the back of his hands.
Fortunately, the time has not come yet and there is no room for maneuver.
He suppressed the irritation rising in his heart, looked at Song Yu and said, "I never thought that the world a thousand years later would be so different."
Song Yu secretly sighed that Qingling was quite willing to accept new things.
Without the excitement she had expected, Song Yu explained, "Over the past thousand years, mankind has undergone tremendous changes. Humanity has been constantly progressing and learning. This is the result of years of development."
"It must be very interesting." Qingling said.
Song Yu said: "Every historical stage has its own fun, just like today, it is also very interesting." Flying over eaves and walls, and using internal force to perform light skills are indeed as moving as modern technology.
"Since Ayu comes from a thousand years later, do you know what my ending will be?" Qingling asked.
Song Yu swallowed her saliva. She had anticipated this question. She looked into Qing Ling's eyes and gave the answer she had already prepared.