In the fifteenth year of Jiajing, Cui Li traveled through time.
When he woke up, he was lying in a rented house in Tianshuijing Hutong in the capital. He had no money in his pocket, no golden finger in his mind, and only the common sense of survival that he had tried hard to remember for three months - the price of rice was five cents per stone, the emperor lived in Xiyuan and made alchemy, and the commander of the Jinyi Guard was called Lu Bing.
He thought he could survive like this.
Until that night, a hand rested on his shoulder.
Pale, cold, knuckles too long. Fine cracks appeared on the surface of the skin, and gray smoke seeped out of the cracks. The twisted face pressed against his ear and said, "You saw me."
He saw it.
Then he was taken into a place called "Chayisi", where he met Senior Xu, who had white hair and beard, neighbors who turned into gray-blue monsters, and a group of things that called themselves "projections" - they came from the gray world and were eroding this era little by little.
What's even weirder is that all the projections will say the same thing when they see him:
"You smell like that."
Cui Li began to trace his life experience. He discovered that one hundred and fifty years ago, in the fifteenth year of Hongwu, a person with the same name as himself entered the gray world and never came out again. He discovered that there was a traitor among the seven administrators, who was secretly hunting down all the insiders. He discovered that there was another "self" waiting for him deep in the gray world.
Only one of the two worlds can exist.
Is he a time traveler, a projection, a key, or the person who has been waiting for a hundred and fifty years?
When the high-dimensional invasion came to the Ming Dynasty, Cui Li stood on the city wall and looked at the gray light flashing on the horizon——
It was calling him.
