"Carry it away, carry it away! If you want to die, don't die in front of our store."

A sharp female voice came, causing the unconscious Qiao Xuan to frown unconsciously.

"We can't protect ourselves, but we can't afford to save her. Whoever beats her up like this is the one to blame!"

Another male voice was strong and resonant: "Her father is dead and she only has one fiancé, Xi He. Who cares about her? Her parents have ordered her to be a matchmaker. Even if she dies, she will still be part of your Xi He family."

"Where is Xi He? Come out and pick up your fiancée!"

"Isn't she the head of your Taoyuan Village? No one in your village cares about her? It's really——"

Before the woman who was speaking with her hands on her hips finished speaking, several men threw the bloody woman on the cart to the ground.

Qiao Xuan's eyelashes trembled as he was thrown to the ground, and he slowly opened his eyes.

Is this—not dead?

Wasn't she hit by a big truck?

When she was a child, her master made a prediction for her. She was destined to have a disaster when she turned twenty-one. Then on the first day of her twenty-first year, she was hit by a car within an hour of leaving Xuanqing Temple. The master's prediction came true.

Where is this now? Could it be that this is the glimmer of hope that the master mentioned?

Xi Yan was so angry when she saw the man who brought Qiao Xuan pulling up the bullock cart that it ran away. She couldn't help but cursed: "You unscrupulous beasts will never end well in this life! Fortunately, Uncle Qiao was so kind to you when he was here.

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Just when Xi Yan's anger persisted and people on the street gathered around to watch the excitement, some strange memories began to appear in Qiao Xuan's mind.

It turns out that Qiao Xuan's soul has traveled through time, and the original owner has the same name as himself, also named Qiao Xuan.

Her father, Qiao Yuan, was a migrant from Taoyuan Village. He settled in the village with his original owner three years ago. Because he knew some medical skills, he never dared to offend Qiao Yuan and his daughter, even though the villagers in Taoyuan Village were bandit.

The accident happened a year ago. Qiao Yuan traveled far away and has not returned yet. There is no news at all. People in the village guessed that he was dead, so they gradually exposed their true nature and began to bully Qiao Xuan, an orphan girl.

The land is barren and the mountains are remote, which has led to unharmonious relations in the entire village. In order to please Qiao Yuan, they made Qiao Yuan the village chief.

After Qiao Yuan disappeared, everyone wanted to be the village chief, but they fought and fought, and finally found that no one could convince the crowd, so the title of village chief fell on Qiao Xuan.

He was said to be the village chief, but in fact no one took Qiao Xuan seriously at all. This morning, several villagers hunted a wild boar on the mountain. They called Qiao Xuan because of the uneven distribution. In the end, a fight broke out among the scolding and fighting. The innocent

Qiao Xuan was used as a meat mat and beaten to death.

Several people who fought after the death also panicked. Although the people in their village had been bandits in the past, they were now barely "good" and no matter how much they fought or stole, they did not want to be involved in a life-threatening lawsuit.

Several people gathered together and thought of the marriage they had arranged for Qiao Xuan when Qiao Yuan was there. Then the bullock cart pulled the body and roared to the town. Several people felt guilty and ran away leaving Qiao Xuan behind.

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"It's moving! It's moving!" Suddenly someone in the crowd shouted, "The person is not dead yet, her fingers moved."

Qiao Xuan was thrown to the ground face down, and no one noticed her open eyes.

When Xi Yan heard someone saying that the person was not dead, she stopped cursing. She quickly bent down and squatted on the ground, turning Qiao Xuan over.

The two eyes met, and Qiao Xuan subconsciously observed the face of the girl in front of him.

He has thin lips, round eyes, relatively wide cheekbones, protruding cheekbones, and a high forehead. He is a sharp-tongued person.

There was an acne in Yintang, and there was a red scratch on my eyebrows. There were signs of financial ruin in the near future.

"Can anyone help me call a doctor?" Xi Yan's small body has a lot of energy. She carefully picked up Qiao Xuan in a princess hug and looked at everyone.

"I'm going! I'm going!" Xu, who knew Xi Yan, responded quickly and hurriedly ran in one direction.

Qiao Xuan was in pain all over, but he didn't show any pretense and stayed in Xi Yan's arms obediently.

The master's calculation was correct. She encountered this calamity - the calamity of life and death, and escaped. She was lucky enough to survive, but her soul traveled to another world.

"Thank you!"

In the room on the second floor near the stairs, Qiao Xuan was put on the bed.

Xi Yan lowered her eyes and glanced at her with an unkind expression, "Since you are still alive, I will hire a carriage to take you back to the village after the doctor shows you."

"Okay!" Qiao Xuan nodded. Of course she wanted to go back. The original owner died, and she borrowed his body. There was cause and effect between the two of them, so she must go back to seek justice for the original owner.

A flash of surprise flashed across Xi Yan's eyes. She knew that Qiao Xuan was not having an easy life as an orphan in the village, but right now she and her brother were too busy taking care of themselves that they couldn't help her at all, so she could only apologize.

"Isn't Xi He here?"

In the memory of the original owner, there were four people in the Xi family. Xi's father and mother ran a tavern to make ends meet. The original owner's fiancé, Xi He, was a scholar and had just passed the examination this year. Xi Yan was busy working in the tavern with her parents.

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The family's life is not rich, and they place all their hopes on Xi He, hoping that Xi He can obtain a good reputation and leave this poor and remote place.

"I borrowed money!" Xi Yan's lips trembled slightly, with a painful expression on her face, "My parents are dead, my brother and I are now overloaded with responsibilities, and our business can no longer continue, so Qiao Xuan, we really can't help

What are you doing? Don't blame us."

Qiao Xuan shook his head and said that he would not blame them, then patted Xi Yan's arm that was propped up by the bed and comforted her by saying, "It will all pass."

Looking at the smashed tables, chairs and benches below, they are all in a mess. Something must have happened to the Xi family.

"Where are the people? Where did they die? Get out! I'm here to get the money."

A rough and fierce male voice suddenly sounded from downstairs.

Qiao Xuan looked at Xi Yan and found that she was trembling and her face was pale. Although she was afraid, she stood up straight and walked downstairs.

Qiao Xuan actually saw a bit of determination in that back view.

There was another crackling and smashing sound downstairs.

Qiao Xuan narrowed her eyes, bit her finger and drew a talisman on the palm of her hand. A burst of golden light flashed from the palm of her hand. Her body became warm. The pain gradually subsided and her strength returned. She stood up and headed downstairs.

Go.

Xi Yan was stepped on the ground by a bearded man, with messy hair and red slap marks on her face. "I said I'll pay you back the day after tomorrow, but now I can't get the money back even if you force me to death!"

The man grabbed Xi Yan's hair and yelled fiercely: "If I can't get the money today, I'll sell you to a brothel!"

"Brothers, smash it for me!"

As soon as he gave the order, the other men began to smash harder and harder.

Anger rose in Qiao Xuan's eyes, he picked up a broken bowl at the corner of the stairs and smashed it.

"Ah~"
Chapter completed!