Lin Xiuwen has accepted life on the ancient ship.

Think of it as a one-person trip and it's less lonely. As a former astronaut, loneliness and loneliness are the norm in life.

He leaned leisurely on the side of the ship, looking at the starry sky.

If you're tired, eat something. There was a lot of food on the space station, enough for him to eat for a long time. And there are many things in the interior space of the warship, such as fresh water, etc., which he is still slowly discovering, receiving, and identifying.

By the way, the bodies of the warriors were buried by him. Placed in the deepest part of the starry sky. Of course, many items that might have been useful to him were left alone by him.

His eyes had adapted to the environment, and in the starlight, he could clearly see the dark red blood stains on the deck. Even after the years of dilution, you can still feel the bloody and tragic past.

The warship has a protective shield that makes the interior space of the ship independent of the starry sky.

He can move freely inside, as if he were on land. This made him feel very satisfied.

He played with the ring in his hand. The Rose Ring was not found on the body, but in an inconspicuous spot in the deepest part of the ancient ship. The ring is unremarkable, grey throughout.

"If it were on Earth, I would have thrown you away. Lin Xiuwen observed repeatedly and found that there was a shallow texture on the ring, but he couldn't see the slightest abnormality in the blink of an eye.

"Alas, it's better to keep it!" "When I was a child, I read fantasy novels, which said that the holy relics were self-defiled. Lin Xiuwen had a beautiful fantasy and put it on his finger.

"Woo~"

Lin Xiuwen was taken aback.

It was found that it was a part of the warship making a sound. This part is very similar to the horn of a cow, but the horn is not so big, and it is estimated that it will be about the same as a hundred times larger.

In the silence, cold depths of the starry sky, the warship stood still, as if waiting, as if on a pilgrimage, or in mourning.

"Woo~" horn sounded.

Lin Xiuwen couldn't help but feel sad, a sadness from the depths of his soul.

"It's coming," Lin Xiuwen thought to himself.

A little golden light, wafting from afar. The gold color was getting brighter and brighter, and Lin Xiuwen hurriedly put on protective goggles. Lin Xiuwen suddenly changed color, and his pupils contracted.

A coffin appeared in his eyes. The coffin was all golden, with textures all over it, and at a glance, it was clearly the giant coffin in the mural of the cabin of the warship.

The giant coffin gradually passed by the warship, and the warship changed its voyage with the golden coffin, always facing the giant coffin, as if paying homage to the giant coffin.

"Woo~Woo~Woo~" The horn sounded constantly. It's like calling for a giant coffin, like howling to a giant coffin, and like screaming for a giant coffin.

"Heaven and earth are unkind, take away my Holy Emperor's ......" vaguely, Lin Xiuwen seemed to hear the sad cries of the ancestors in the primeval era. The images in the mural come to mind, and I experience the human experience in the mural over and over again.

He even felt that he was the primeval ancestors, and now, he had seen their emperor again. Or, again, seen, their emperor's coffin.

The scream resonated with the soul, and tears blurred the lenses and wet the face.

Against the light, Lin Xiuwen looked at the giant coffin sadly.

This huge coffin is about four zhang long and one zhang wide. Lin Xiuwen knew in his heart that this giant coffin should be a coffin to be precise.

In ancient times, the coffin burial system was adopted according to the identity and rank of the deceased.

The coffin is the burial utensils that directly hold the deceased, and the coffin is the coffin outside the coffin.

The coffin is covered with patterns and there is no dust. The texture on it has a map of the starry sky, mountains and rivers, and a picture of fierce beasts......

The giant coffin seemed to slow down, slowly passing the warship, and then suddenly accelerated, and went away at great speed.

"Woo~"

"The soul returns, the soul returns, call me the Holy Emperor to return to his hometown......" as if someone was calling, this call carries confusion about the future, and it seems to be full of hope. It's as if their emperor will definitely return......

"Congratulations to ......" Lin Xiuwen involuntarily knelt down, kowtowed, and couldn't cry.

After a long time, the ship reversed course and continued sailing, as if nothing had happened. Only Lin Xiuwen kept everything in his heart.

It's back to its old life.

Eat, sleep, eat, leisurely sightseeing in the starry sky, research and study antiques, and uninterruptedly, repeatedly reproduce their memories.