In the darkness, Qin Ziling suddenly sat up from the wooden bed, his chest heaving violently, and his forehead was covered with heavy beads of cold sweat.
He had another nightmare just now.
He dreamed that he was sitting in a wheelchair and looking up at the blue sky as the plane kept approaching from a distance, making a roaring sound that broke the air, and trailing behind it were two long white tails made of condensed water vapor.
Suddenly, the plane turned into a plane with a pair of broad fleshy wings, its whole body covered with golden scales, its two fangs shining coldly like sharp knives, a pair of black eyes, and a group of ghostly fire beating inside, which looked extremely...
A ferocious and terrifying dragon-headed monster bird.
Lying on top of the strange dragon-headed bird is a tall, thin, injured old man in black clothes with an old and ugly face.
The two long white tails trailing behind the plane transformed into two giant swords radiating cold light and extremely sharp.
In the dream, he suddenly turned into the old, ugly and injured old man, lying on the strange bird that exuded a cold and sinister aura. He was extremely weak and weak. Facing the giant sword coming through the air, his heart was filled with despair.
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Suddenly, the two giant swords burst out with dazzling light like the sun, and countless sword lights roared in, overwhelming the sky and the earth.
"My life is at stake!" The injured old man in the dream, Qin Ziling, felt an indescribable pain, and then he saw his body and the strange bird under him being penetrated by thousands of sword lights.
, became riddled with holes, and then exploded suddenly.
The terrifying impact of this momentary explosion caused several mountains below to collapse.
Blood rained, broken flesh and rocks flew.
The scene in the dream was fixed on a severed finger crossing the night and falling into an ancient well behind a dilapidated Taoist temple at the foot of the mountain.
There is a black ring wrapped around the severed finger.
A shabby plaque hangs diagonally on the lintel of the Taoist temple with the words "Chixiao Temple" written on it.
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After a long time, Qin Ziling gradually calmed down in the darkness. He glanced at the papered wooden window, and it was still dark outside. Then he lay back on the bed, looking at the wooden beams covered with several large spider webs above his head, with complicated expressions in his eyes.
Confused eyes.
Ten days ago, he was still living in a ward with bright glass windows and a white-painted ceiling.
That day, his consciousness gradually became blurred and distant, and a great darkness shrouded him, trying to swallow him up. At that moment, he thought that he had finally lost to the disease and that his life was about to end.
But he was really unwilling.
He has just turned 30, and his career finally improved after going through various setbacks three years ago, and a better life is beckoning to him.
Therefore, he suddenly stood up and kept telling himself to hold on. He kept struggling in the darkness to prevent his consciousness from sinking.
He believes that modern medicine is changing with each passing day, and as long as we persist, there is hope!
Eventually the darkness that tried to engulf him dissipated, and he lost consciousness.
When he woke up, he found himself lying in this old and dilapidated wooden house, covered with a shabby quilt, and he turned into a nineteen-year-old young man named Qin Ziling.
Ten days is neither long nor short, but because he not only possessed Qin Ziling's body but also took over his memories, after ten days of confusion, he has slowly begun to accept and adapt to his new identity.
But the dreams that kept repeating for ten days, as well as the images of strange zombies that appeared in his mind from time to time, and even the evil and cold and ruthless thoughts that suddenly popped up from his subconscious, made Qin Ziling feel a kind of emotion every time he traveled to Qin Ziling.
It's a terrifying, creepy feeling when I think about it.
It's as if there is a very dark, evil, and ruthless soul consciousness hidden in his soul.
"If my soul consciousness traveled to Qin Ziling's body like what is written in the novel, why do I keep dreaming that I am that ugly and even evil old man? Why do I have nothing but the memories of myself and Qin Ziling in my mind?
, and from time to time, there will be some fragmented, messy, dark and evil scenes, and even many weird zombie scenes? These are definitely not Qin Ziling’s memories! Could it be that I watched too many ghost movies and zombie movies in my previous life? "
"But this time, I actually saw the name of the Taoist temple clearly in the nightmare. The name of the Taoist temple didn't seem to appear in the previous few times."
Qin Ziling's mind was filled with random thoughts and he fell asleep again.
When he woke up again, it was already dark.
Qin Ziling's home is a three-entry courtyard, with brick and tile structure of east and west wing rooms, three squares and four ears, a hand-curved verandah, and a mountain screen wall... All of this represents the Qin family's former prosperity.
However, the house is now tilted and the red paint and mud walls are peeling off, showing its current decline.
The cross-shaped corridor paved with blue bricks and the once elegant courtyard have now become a vegetable garden and a place for raising chickens and ducks. Chicken and duck droppings can be seen everywhere on the ground.
Qin Ziling lived in the east wing. When he came out, a young woman wearing a coarse cloth dress, with a delicate appearance and a graceful figure, but with yellow skin and a malnourished look, was feeding the chickens and ducks.
"Master, please get up. I'll get you some facial water." Yin Ranyue saw Qin Ziling pushing the door open and said quickly.
"No, I'll do it myself." Qin Ziling waved his hand, then strode to the well and fetched water to wash up.
Watching Qin Ziling fetching water and washing himself, Yin Ranyue's eyes were a little confused.
She was a poor wandering child who almost starved to death on the side of the road. Qin's mother took pity on her and took her home.
At that time, the Qin family had not really declined and had considerable assets. Not only did they have fertile land outside the city, but they also had shops in the city. They also had several servants, maids, and tenant farmers at home.
However, the good times did not last long. First, the store was flooded and all the goods were reduced to ashes. Then the old man of the Qin family passed away, and then the old man of the Qin family, Qin Ziling's father, became seriously ill. In order to cure the disease, the Qin family's fertile land was plowed.
All the cattle were sold, and the servants and maids dispersed and left.
Only Yan Ranyue, who was only ten years old at the time, was well-behaved and clever. Mother Qin liked her very much and felt pity for her, so she finally stayed.
However, in the end, the master of the Qin family passed away, making the Qin family's life even more impoverished.
However, Qin Ziling has been accustomed to being a young master since he was a child, and he also knows that Yin Ranyue is a maid he picked up from his family. He has always taken her service for granted, and even sometimes scolds her when he is in a bad mood.
However, since she fell seriously ill ten days ago, Yin Ranyue clearly felt that Qin Ziling no longer acted like a young master towards her, and even spoke to her in a gentle manner.
"Is it possible that the young master has thoughts about having a man and a woman?" Yin Ranyue looked at Qin Ziling, a blush appeared on his obviously malnourished face, and then hurriedly went to the kitchen to bring the prepared breakfast to the wooden table in the main room.
She has served Qin Ziling since she was a child and was placed in a wealthy family. She is a maidservant who is married to the common room. Moreover, with the current financial situation of the Qin family, it is impossible for Qin Ziling to marry a wife in a glorious way. The most likely possibility is that she will marry Qin Ziling.
She, the maid, was directly transferred to the daughter-in-law of the Qin family, so as to save the betrothal gift.
So in her heart, Yin Ranyue had long regarded herself as Qin Ziling's woman, and it was just a matter of wife or concubine.
Nowadays, because Qin Ziling comes from the modern civilized world, he naturally behaves very considerate and respectful towards women, which makes Yin Ranyue feel surprised and novel, and while thinking about it, she is more happy and happy.
Seeing Yin Ranyue going to the kitchen to serve breakfast, Qin Ziling went into the back room. His mother, Mrs. Cui, had already gotten up early and was weaving.
Ms. Cui is a well-known weaver in the village, and the cloth she weaves is very popular. It is now the Qin family's main source of livelihood, in addition to more than ten acres of thin farmland.
Mrs. Cui is said to be only in her early forties, but due to overwork, her hair is already half white, and the wrinkles on her face are also obvious. However, her hair is still meticulously combed, and although her clothes are shabby, she is clean and tidy, and her temperament
That's fine, she doesn't look like an ordinary village woman at all.
When Qin Ziling was a child, he heard someone mention that his mother came from the famous Cui family in Qinghe County next door.
However, ever since Qin Ziling became sensible, Mrs. Cui has not mentioned anything about her mother's family, and she has never seen any contact between the two families.
"Mom, thank you for your hard work. Let's have breakfast first." Qin Ziling said softly, looking at Cui with a look of admiration and respect.
Coming from modern society, he not only integrates the memories of Qin Ziling in this life but also his emotions.
Of course, he took over this body by mistake, so he should fulfill his filial piety for the original owner.
"In the blink of an eye, it's daylight." Mrs. Cui stopped what she was doing, said with a smile, then got up and went to the main room with Qin Ziling.
There are already several black-faced steamed buns, a plate of scrambled eggs with green onion, a plate of green vegetables and a pot of gruel on the dining table in the main room.
Seeing Mrs. Cui and Qin Ziling come in, Yan Ranyue quickly scooped a bowl of porridge for Ms. Cui and Qin Ziling, and specially helped Ms. Cui pull out their chairs.
Cui and Qin Ziling sat down respectively, but Yin Ranyue stood beside them and did not sit down.
"Ranyue, please sit down and eat together. This will always be the case from now on. You don't need me to call you out every time." Qin Ziling raised his eyes and looked at Yin Ranyue and said.
"Yeah!" Yin Ranyue responded with a slight blush before sitting down.
Cui didn't say anything, but looked at Qin Ziling with a look of relief.
After the whole family sat down, Ms. Cui and Yan Ranyue each took a black-faced steamed bun and ate it with green vegetables and gruel, leaving the scrambled eggs with chopped green onions untouched.
"Mom, Ranyue, you guys should also eat some scrambled eggs." Seeing this, Qin Ziling wanted to give them some scrambled eggs with chopped green onions.
"You need to strengthen your strength to practice martial arts, which consumes a lot of energy. You will eat these scrambled eggs, and we will do some easy work. It is a woman's family, so these are enough." Cui said.
"Yes, Master, your martial arts training is the most important thing!"
Seeing that both Cui and Yan Ranyue refused to eat scrambled eggs, Qin Ziling felt moved, helpless, and felt deeply ashamed and powerless.
After being in this world for ten days, he had already understood that practicing martial arts consumes a lot of energy. If he wants to strengthen his energy and blood, eating a few eggs is not enough.
Those who practice martial arts with him, those who are really successful in their training, do not eat meat every day to supplement their health. Even the really wealthy people can supplement their health with the meat of exotic animals.
But the Qin family is now in decline, and the monthly tuition fees for the martial arts school are very tight. How can there be any spare money to buy meat and medicinal materials for Qin Ziling to supplement? As for the meat of exotic animals, there is no need to think about it.
Because alien beasts live in the deep mountains and are extremely powerful and ferocious, even experienced hunters dare not go deep into the mountains to hunt them. Only martial arts masters who have cultivated to a powerful level dare to go deep into the mountains to hunt alien beasts.
However, even if you are a martial artist in the realm of strength, it is extremely dangerous to go deep into the mountains to hunt alien beasts. Generally, you need a team of three or five people to dare to go into the mountains to hunt alien beasts.
"Alas, without the supplement of meat and medicinal materials, with the basic talent of this body, no matter how hard you train, it will be in vain!" Qin Ziling sighed secretly in his heart, but it was difficult to say these words.
Although Qin Ziling didn't say anything, Ms. Cui seemed to understand his thoughts. She sighed quietly and said: "Zi Ling, I know that you have high aspirations and want to learn from your grandfather and perfect your martial arts.
Revitalize the Qin family. However, our family is no longer what it used to be. Without meat and medicinal herbs to nourish you, it will definitely be a thousand times more difficult for you to be like your grandfather. If you feel that something is impossible, you might as well make plans early."
"Mom, I want to persist." Qin Ziling said without thinking.
How could he be willing to live a new life as a mediocre farmer in a small village?
Moreover, this is a troubled world where the strong prey on the weak, the strong are respected, thieves and bandits are rampant, and wars are raging. Without strong force, not to mention protecting your family, even your own life is at risk.
So no matter how difficult the road is and how small the hope is, Qin Ziling will never give up at this time.
"Well, as long as you have this ambition, my mother will definitely support you." Ms. Cui nodded with a complicated mood.
"Thank you, mother." Qin Ziling looked at Cui's half-white hair and wrinkled face, his nose couldn't help but feel sore, and he lowered his head.
When he lowered his head, his eyes fell on the rice bowl filled with gruel in front of him, and the ancient well he saw in his nightmare suddenly came to Qin Ziling's mind.
"Mother, is there a Taoist temple named Chixiao in our area?" Qin Ziling's heart moved and he blurted out.
"Chixiao Temple?" Ms. Cui was stunned for a moment, then looked at Qin Ziling with surprise and said, "Why did you suddenly ask about Chixiao Temple?"