Chapter 8: The Master (1)

For more than ten days, Lingxi lived here alone, if it wasn't for the great responsibility of revenge, Lingxi felt that it was not impossible to grow old here.

After all, people who have died once always feel in their hearts that it is true that it is plain and plain.

When she was alone, she also thought about what kind of life she could have when she came to this other world if she didn't have to think about revenge.

She doesn't like to go to the rivers and lakes, although she looks good now and has strong martial arts, but she really can't do it if she wants to beg for a living on the tip of the knife every day.

So what can you do yourself? The so-called crossing of Goldfinger, what is the protagonist's aura? She thought about it for a long time and didn't think about it.

In the occasional chatter with the vegetable vendors, I also learned that this era did not belong to any of the five thousand years that I had known before.

Ling Xi didn't feel much about this, after all, her understanding of history stopped at the Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties, and she didn't even know which dynasty and which emperor, and she was the kind of person who could fill in the rule of Zhenguan to the Qing Dynasty in the history exam. So even if she travels to a dynasty in history, she can't be a prophet.

If you are a bystander, you may think, at least Tang poetry and Song lyrics can be broken casually, and it is good to be a literati if you can't be a prophet. Anyway, the process may be a little tortuous, but it is always possible to make a living.

Helplessly, Lingxi lay on the edge of the fish tank, squinted and thought for a long time, except for the few catchy poems in elementary school, he only remembered one sentence, he had no colorful phoenix wings, and his heart was a little clear.

She wailed melancholy, who let herself not like rote memorization when she was a child, and then studied science, and then learned programming, and now she really has no skills to make a living!

After spending more than a month here alone, Lingxi felt like he had returned to his previous life in a trance, except that he didn't have to go to work, except that his internal injuries were a little serious now.

Every day, I buy vegetables at the door, cook at home, read books and sleep in my spare time, or meditate according to the memory of my body, which seems to make up for the laziness that I didn't steal in my previous life.

It was as if no one would push open that door and come back with the world from the outside, and she couldn't get out of it.

She was starting to miss Yun Hao a little. After all, I don't have any friends, and I don't know anything about the outside world. And she couldn't get out, because she didn't know where those who were chasing her were now.

Safety is always the first thing to consider, no matter when and where.

She began to recall the appearance of meeting Yun Hao when she first met, funny and funny, and she was afraid of hurting herself by observing her words and expressions along the way, as if she was coaxing herself as a child.

Come to think of it, he is also a gentle person! Ah, it's so boring, when will he come back!

On this day, the weather was extremely hot, and people who baked felt depressed even breathing.

Lingxi got up early, sat in front of the mirror and looked at his appearance, eighteen years old, his skin was as white as snow, his hair was black like a waterfall, his eyebrows were clear, his lips were not dotted and Zhu, he was the age when he looked good without grease and powder, and his eyes were even more looking forward to Shenfei, and his eyes were shining.

This is a standard beauty! Thinking that in his previous life, he only lived to twenty-six, and he didn't even have time to talk about love, so he came here, it's really not worth it! In this life, you must not live up to this good skin!

was thinking wildly, but suddenly he heard a thunderclap outside, and then the raindrops the size of beans began to fall. It's raining! It's been almost half a year! It's finally raining!

Lingxi pushed open the door, a gust of wind wrapped in muddy smell rushed towards him, the rain was already heavy, only listening to the crackling rain, the sky and the earth were foggy.

These days, I always think that more things are better than less things, and I have never been out, and it is raining so hard at the moment, I think that there should be no one on the street, and it is good to go out and see.

The small courtyard is in the depths of the lane, there are not a few families in the road, the doors are closed, the rain is getting heavier and heavier, except for the sound of the pouring rain, the whole world seems to be left with only himself, Lingxi only feels that he finally understands what it means to be independent.

It's like watching fireworks on a cliff, all the excitement has nothing to do with her, she can't participate, reminding herself that she is just a passerby, and her heart is calm.

Walking further, she vaguely heard the noise in the distance, she lifted her skirt and hesitated whether to continue to move forward, but her footsteps did not stop.

It wasn't until she turned out of the trail and walked to the main street that Lingxi regretted coming out, she scolded herself for being stupid in her heart, and actually ignored people's desire for this rain at this moment.

All the people, almost all of them, were in the streets, drenched in the rain, beating gongs and drums, looking up to the sky and cheering, and everyone had a smile of excitement and joy on their faces.

Lingxi vaguely heard them shouting thanks to God and the national teacher.

The flow of people pushed and shoved, and Lingxi's umbrella didn't know where it was squeezed for a long time, and the muddy water and rain mixed together, making her extremely embarrassed. Of course, she didn't dare to show her skills here, so she could only move forward with the flow of people.

When the crowd dispersed, Lingxi no longer knew where she was, and she didn't have much panic in her heart, after all, for her, it was actually a foreign country everywhere.

It's just that she's soaking wet at the moment, which makes her feel very embarrassed, the rain is pouring down, she stands under an eaves on the side of the road and hides from the rain, a little regretful that she didn't bring money when she went out, otherwise even if she finds a teahouse to sit and drink a pot of hot tea.

The sky is getting dark, there is no pedestrian on the street, Lingxi feels a little cold, she has internal injuries, she knows that she is not good at the moment, she must go back, but the rain has no intention of stopping.

Even so, both horizontal and vertical are dead, hold on, maybe you can go back before you fall, she can only think so.

It's just that I regret that it's rare to be reborn once, but I still haven't been able to experience the love of the world well, but I have some expectations, in case this time I still shouldn't die, turn the danger into a disaster, and I must manage this life well in the future, make some money, go to see the great rivers and mountains of this world, and then talk about a love that is cost-effective.

I also feel sorry for the deity of this body, and the great revenge has not been avenged, and in vain she has been asked to suffer another sin, the pain of death, and the unknown will die again. Oh, it's not a man!

I don't know if it's because I think a little too much, and I start to get dizzy without taking two steps.

Lingxi leaned on the tree on the side of the road, thinking to himself, there should be no weaker traverser than me in this world, I haven't done anything, and I'm going to be cold again.

In a trance, I saw a white figure, the long sleeves of the robe seemed to be wrapped in the wind all the way, and he hurriedly walked in front of him with an umbrella. But he didn't speak.

Oh, this is dead, come and catch me, a lonely ghost?

"Immortals? Monster? Black and white impermanence? I didn't see you last time! Lingxi muttered inarticulately.

"Call the master." The man put away his umbrella: "Throw my umbrella around, it's expensive." After saying that, he picked her up a few times and disappeared into the rain curtain.