"Brother, it's time to eat. Today we have your favorite fried pork with bean sprouts."
Hearing the sound like a silver bell, Fang Yan opened his eyes and sat up suddenly.
At this time, he was covered in sweat and panting heavily.
This sound...
It's my sister!
Fang Yan opened his eyes wide and looked at everything around him in disbelief.
The room, which is less than twenty square meters, is neatly tidied and clean.
Smelling the aroma of food in the air, Fang Yan looked at Fang Miaoxue who was putting the dishes on the table, his heart pounding.
I'm back!
He spent his whole life pursuing cultivation in his previous life, but within a few hundred years he reached the pinnacle of cultivation and became the youngest emperor in the heaven.
Emperor Yanyu!
Although all the immortals look up to him and he is equal to the sun and the moon, the regret of losing his loved one has become the fetters of his lifelong practice.
It was precisely this bond that prevented him from surviving the catastrophe of fire and thunder. In the end, his true body died and his soul was reborn!
Looking at the sister in front of him, Fang Yan's expression froze for a moment.
"Miao...Miaoxue?"
Seeing her brother's appearance, Fang Miaoxue said worriedly: "Brother, why are you sweating so much? Are you okay?"
With that said, Fang Miaoxue put the dishes on the table, hurriedly walked to the bed, rubbed her jade hand on the apron, and placed it on her brother's forehead.
"No fever..."
Fang Yan smiled, but his eyes were moist.
After hundreds of years, I'm really back.
Fang Miaoxue was stunned: "Brother, why are you crying?"
Fang Yan shook his head and smiled: "Brother, it's okay. I just had a nightmare..."
"Ah?" After hearing this, Fang Miaoxue felt relieved and smiled, "I'm so embarrassed, brother, you are already in your twenties, and you were so scared that you cried in your dream, hahaha..."
Listening to his sister's ridicule, Fang Yan felt warm in his heart and his expression was full of tenderness.
He touched his sister's little head: "Sister, in this life... we will live a good life."
Fang Miaoxue was even more confused. Why did her brother seem to be abnormal when he woke up?
"Brother Idiot, you are so disgusting, please eat quickly!"
After saying that, Fang Miaoxue walked into the kitchen.
It is said to be a kitchen, but it is actually a very narrow space at the entrance.
In addition, there is no range hood, so every time Fang Miaoxue cooks, the house is full of cooking fumes, so she can only open the window to slowly let out the smell.
Although Fang Yan, as an emperor, has three large peaks, fourteen small peaks, and nine palaces in his residence, now that he is back in this small, shabby, old house, it is extremely warm.
In the previous life, the Fang family was a noble in Jiangcheng. Although his father Fang Jianye was honest, old-fashioned, and not very capable at work, he was still in charge of part of the family business.
However, due to the dispute between the heads of the family, the brothers turned against each other, and the second uncle Fang Boxin used insidious means to drive Fang Jianye and his family out of the Fang family.
At first, the Fang family gave them some money every month, but later they stopped giving them even a meager living allowance, and Fang Jianye and his wife had to work to support their children in school.
Fang Yan had just graduated from college and had not yet started looking for a job. His sister Fang Miaoxue was very sensible. Although she was under great pressure to study in her senior year of high school, she still worked and studied to reduce the pressure on her parents.
But Fang Miaoxue had been weak since childhood, and due to overwork, she soon became seriously ill.
When their parents heard the news, they immediately went to Jiangcheng to find their second uncle, hoping that out of family ties, they could give their sister some money for medical treatment, or even borrow it.
Unexpectedly, the second uncle not only refused to give, but also said evil words, and the family relationship was gone. Fang Jianye and his wife were disheartened.
Later, my sister died of illness, and my parents died of depression not long after.
After losing his loved one, Fang Yansheng felt helpless. He only remembered that one rainy night, he was walking on the street in a daze, and a truck came speeding towards him...
Unexpectedly, after his death, his soul traveled to a world of cultivation, and after hundreds of years, he finally became a powerful person.
Thinking about all this, Fang Yan stood up and looked at the sky outside the window: "God, listen, I have the final say on my family's fate in this life!"
Although the voice was small, the moment he finished speaking, the sky seemed to feel the emperor's anger, and a thunder exploded, tearing the sunny sky apart!
"Why did it suddenly thunder on a sunny day? Is it going to rain?"
Fang Miaoxue placed the hot buns on the table and looked out the window.
"Stop looking and let's eat."
After saying that, Fang Yan walked to the table, took a bite of the steamed bun, and took another bite of vegetables.
Stir-fried pork with bean sprouts is the most common dish eaten by these siblings. Although there are only a few pieces of meat and they are too small to taste, Fang Yan still feels that this is the most delicious food in his life.
"Brother, does it smell good?" Fang Miaoxue said, her big eyes blinking with anticipation.
Looking at his sister's weak face, Fang Yan nodded vigorously: "Smells good!"
Only then did Fang Miaoxue laugh. She couldn't seem to get enough of her brother's compliments.
"Then you eat more, there is still more in the pot, enough for you at night."
"Miaoxue," Fang Yan said, paused, "Don't go to work that night from now on, I will support the family."
After all, the emperor respects students and worries about money? Let his school-going sister go out to work? That is absolutely impossible!
"What? How can that be done? It's more than a thousand yuan a month, so my parents don't have to work too hard."
Fang Yan didn't know what to say for a moment. After all, he couldn't say that he was an emperor and would be able to call the shots in the future, right?
He frowned slightly: "I said not to go, even if you work to make money, come here."
Fang Miaoxue's little face was full of surprise, brother... what happened today?
But my heart felt warm.
After dinner, Fang Yan took the initiative to wash the dishes. Fang Miaoxue was even more surprised. You must know that her brother never cared about such things before.
Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Fang Yan felt his body constitution.
Although all his strength has been lost, Fang Yan still has hundreds of cultivation methods in his mind, and he can still adjust his breath and breathe in and out.
Soon, he discovered that he had truly been completely reborn, and even his Dantian was mortal.
You must know that the foundation of cultivation is Dantian transcendence, which means that it is impossible to practice cultivation with your current physique.
It seems that not to mention regaining strength, even entering the foundation building stage is a long way to go.
In the afternoon, Fang Miaoxue was reading her homework, while Fang Yan said he was looking for a job and went out as an excuse.
He planned to look for a place with abundant spiritual energy that could stimulate his Dantian to transcend the world.
Walking on the road to Tianzhou, Fang Yan took a deep breath. It was difficult to say whether the spiritual energy was there or not. The smell of exhaust gas was really strong.
After walking around for nearly an hour, Fang Yan could not find any place with spiritual energy.
Just as he was about to go back, a harsh brake sound came.
Fang Yan turned around and saw a burgundy Porsche Cayenne approaching him.
Boom!
The front bumper of the car hit Fang Yan's leg directly.
Fang Yan was stunned for a moment and saw a female driver hurriedly walked out.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, are you...are you okay?"
Fang Yan frowned and looked at the woman in front of him. She looked like she was in her early twenties. She was wearing a burgundy women's suit and a white shirt with the collar turned out. She looked quite capable.
With her hair hanging down her shoulders, her delicate facial features embedded in her fair face, and her red lips embellished like gems, she is truly a top-notch beauty.
But the pain in his legs quickly stopped him from admiring it.
He rubbed his knees. He was almost dead when he was reborn. He should be careful before he achieves a cultivation physique.
"You want to kill me?"
"Ah? Of course not," the woman was startled, "I... I didn't mean to do it. It's all my fault. I just looked at the navigation. Can I take you to the hospital?"
Although it hit him, fortunately, he braked in time, and there was only some pain in his flesh. Fang Yan waved his hand.
"Forget it, it's not serious, but if it gets worse, it's probably useless to go to the hospital."
Fang Yan shook his head and stood up, walking was still a bit difficult.
But at this moment, he suddenly felt a familiar atmosphere.
Hmm? Why does this woman have the aura of spiritual energy on her body?
He looked at the woman again. Could it be that there have always been cultivators in this world?
Seeing Fang Yan walking, the woman quickly said: "How about I take you to see a doctor? Get in the car first."
The aura of the woman's body undoubtedly attracted Fang Yan.
"No, how about I rest in your car for a while?"
The woman looked at Fang Yan with some confusion: "Of course, get in the car first. If you feel uncomfortable, we can go to the hospital at any time."
As soon as Fang Yan got in the car, he felt a scent of fragrance coming to his face.
The fragrance of perfume and powder is not very bright, and mixed with body fragrance that is unique to girls.
Very comfortable.
"Sir, I'm sorry just now, because I was in a hurry to get something from the front. Can you sit in the car while I go get it?"
Fang Yan nodded: "Okay."
Soon, the car stopped at the entrance of a market, and the woman got out of the car and walked in.
Fang Yan looked up.
Tianzhou Traditional Chinese Medicine Wholesale Market.