It's not like Zihua didn't do anything. When the space fluctuated, she released her spiritual power. The light spots were soul fragments and had the characteristics of souls. Ordinary souls would be very fragile without the protection of the body.
From the time the light spot jumped out to when it entered Cui Mingshu's mind, it was not protected by the body. Yuhua's mental power easily read the information carried by the light spot.
As Zihua thought, this soul fragment carries the memories of Cui Mingshu's life, from childhood to adulthood.
In addition to Cui Mingshu's memory, there is something else on the soul fragment, a trace of foreign soul thread.
This soul thread acts as a connecting bridge, which is equivalent to opening a back door in Cui Mingshu's soul. The key is in the hands of the owner of the soul thread.
In the second half of the night, Yuhua saw the back door in Cui Mingshu's soul open, and a piece of information was passed in.
This method is commonly known as dream entrustment.
In order not to alarm the other party, Zi Hua did not step in to see what dream the other party was asking for.
The method of dreaming is not technically sophisticated but very practical. The same thing is because people believe what they dream about more than what others tell them.
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Cui Mingshu sat up from the bed, her face uncertain for a while.
"It turns out that the original owner is me, and this is my previous life." After she woke up in the morning, there was something more in her mind, a memory.
It turns out that she didn't seize someone else's body, this body is hers, and this life is her previous life.
She caught a cold a few days ago, but she took too many medicines when she was a child, hated the smell of medicines, and didn't want to see a doctor, so she ordered Mo Lian and others not to report it.
After dragging it on for two days, it became a bit serious. My mind was a little heavy the night before, and I fell asleep quickly.
She didn't know whether she just fell asleep or died of illness. Her soul traveled to another world and was reborn as a fetus, but without the memory of this life.
After being hit by a car and killed in the modern world, her soul traveled back to the night she traveled to another world in her previous life.
Cui Mingshu looked around at the house that had been renovated yesterday. It was complicated. "Before yesterday, I never thought that one day I would like these homely things."
Then he sneered again, "Fortunately, I am not the person I was in my previous life. Who knows what kind of heart I have with the Buddha? How can such a kind-hearted master fool a five-year-old child?"
She was born weak and often fell ill. When she was five years old, her mother took her to Jinlu Temple to burn incense and fulfill her vows. Master Chunyi saw her and told her that she was destined to the Buddha and that if she stayed in the temple for a month, her health would get better.
Her mother believed her as soon as she heard it and left her in Jinlu Temple. She was young at the time and couldn't remember clearly how she spent a month in the temple. When she could remember clearly, she had already started eating fast and chanting Buddha's name.
Already.
What kind of life did she live in her previous life? She didn't work as a good official lady, and she didn't enjoy the fine clothes and food. She read and read and wrote in the house every day. She was stupid or not.
A legitimate daughter could not live as well as a maidservant, and the resources in the mansion were not used at all, and all the resources of the concubines were taken advantage of.
Now that she is back, she will never be stupid again.
An angry look appeared on Cui Mingshu's face, "I would like to ask Master Chunyi what he did to me back then."
She couldn't sleep anymore and shouted, "Here comes someone."
In her previous life, she didn't like maids hanging around in front of her eyes, so she set a rule that she was not allowed to enter her house unless she shouted, otherwise she would kick them out.
"Huh." Mo Lian opened the door and came in.
Mo Lian was just her maid, not a concubine prepared for her, but Cui Mingshu had preconceived ideas and still didn't like Mo Lian.
With Mo Lian's appearance, who knows what she will think about in the future? When she was in college, there was someone in her dormitory who looked like this, and she looked so colorful all day long.
Thinking of Mo Lian's fate in her memory, she felt a secret pleasure in her heart.
In addition to recovering the memory of this life, she also received a precognitive dream.
If she does not come back from another world in time, her body will gradually lose its vitality, and she will be found dead by Mo Lian in the morning.
She fell ill and died, and her parents were furious.
Cui Mingshu admitted that she made a big mistake yesterday, and it was not Aunt Liu who caused her to live like that.
She is a legitimate daughter, and her status in the family is not comparable to that of several concubines. Any request she makes will be met.
Thinking of this, Cui Mingshu couldn't help but feel proud. She had never been angry at home in her two lives.
Mo Lian would be beaten to death and sold out. Not a single maid in the yard was left, and the punishment was completely sold out.
"Miss, do you want to get up?"
In her previous life, she didn't want to see several concubines, so she asked her maids to call her eldest lady instead of miss without the prefix, to distinguish herself from the concubines in the house.
On this point, Cui Mingshu agreed with her previous life's approach.
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Knowing that Cui Mingshu of the Great Yong Dynasty was her previous life, Cui Mingshu was more confident. Assuming that yesterday's confinement no longer existed, after breakfast, she asked someone to prepare the carriage and she wanted to leave the house.
She knew her mother would never stop her.
She won't be able to walk if there is a carriage to ride on.
Soon, the carriage was ready.
When people in the mansion saw the changed eldest lady, they all looked at her curiously.
Cui Mingshu wore a bright-colored dress today, with an equally bright red jade hairpin on her head, her hair in a fashionable bun, and makeup on her eyebrows, eyes, and lips. She was completely different from her usual plain clothes and face.
Cui Mingshu brought two maids, Zilan and Cuizhu, both of whom were honest-looking and pleasing to the eye.
When she turned around, she sent Mo Lian away.
The carriage was very comfortably furnished, with soft cushions and snacks and tea. Cui Mingshu sat in the carriage, eating delicate snacks and watching the people coming and going outside the window.
The pictures from memory are always unreal and not as good as seeing them with your own eyes.
Zihua sat on the top of the carriage and looked around at this different ancient time.
The road is paved with cement.
The window panes of many shops are inlaid with very transparent glass. Today's technical level is limited, and large pieces of glass are not strong enough or flat enough. For safety reasons, the glass is cut into small pieces.
This carriage is equipped with advanced shock-absorbing devices, so it runs very smoothly. This is also one of the contributions of the traverser.
The Yong Dynasty was established just over 40 years ago, which was the period when the country was at its most vigorous. The capital city was very prosperous and the main streets were crowded with people.
Cui Mingshu had something serious to do, so she only strolled around for a while before letting the carriage drive out of the city.
An hour later, Cui Mingshu arrived at the door of Jinlu Temple.
"I'm looking for Master Chunyi." Cui Mingshu came to settle accounts with someone, and she was not polite in her words.
The monk Zhike put his hands together and asked, "Is the donor's surname Cui?"
Zi Hua looked at Zhi Ke Monk. He had energy left in him and was a practitioner.