Feng Qi pulled the silver-white object from the soil and stared at it closely, dumbfounded.
He could now confirm that this familiar-looking harmonica was the one he had bought for Mu Qing.
Since the harmonica had been made from special materials found within the Domain Field, it had not decayed even after 1,500 years. Its surface had merely lost its luster and become somewhat dull.
He glanced down at the Metal Box beside him, then at the silver-white harmonica buried underground alongside it. The identity of the box's owner was obvious.
If he was not mistaken, this was the urn containing his future ashes.
His expression gradually froze, and he even wanted to applaud himself.
This move was so impressive it made his scalp tingle.
Future you was truly miserable. You endured immense pressure and pain to help yourself, were reviled by the world, and ultimately died by public execution. Yet after death, you were dug up by yourself. Look at these moldy green ashes. How tragic!
Feng Qi:...
"I didn't do it on purpose," he muttered in explanation.
Does saying you didn't do it on purpose solve anything? Shouldn't you kneel and kowtow to your future self a few times to apologize?
Feng Qi:...
As the veins on his forehead throbbed, a thread of clues connected in his mind.
In the execution footage, there had been a part where a group from the Dawn Domain Battle Squad negotiated with military personnel and took away his body.
In other words, his body had ultimately ended up in Mu Qing's hands.
He did not need to think hard to guess what happened next.
Because his body had been dismembered, Mu Qing had cremated him, placed his ashes in the Metal Box, and buried it here. The silver-white harmonica he had given