Su Jinluan was extremely disgusted by the ancient and bloody stalk of meeting immortals in his dreams, and he was suspected of humiliating the IQ of the natives.

Well, Su Jinluan admits that he has a sense of superiority over a lost traverser.

After all, history always moves forward, even if her own qualifications are not outstanding, but standing on the shoulders of hundreds of millions of predecessors, even if she is a pig, she can see higher, right?

Strategically despise tactical attention, milk yourself first, hold on, don't coward, you can do it!

Anyway, the new father just said that when she was a child, her father-in-law had to dig up some gold, and now she is a sequel, at home from her father, no problem!

Su Jinluan raised his heart and observed Yuan Qianhu's expression attentively.

Well, it's handsome.

"The girl is destined for immortals."

Unexpectedly, the shrewd and sharp Yuan Qianhu was not overly entangled, and glanced at her with a smile, as if he believed it.

Su Jinluan was secretly glad that he had passed the test in a fool's way, and suddenly heard the sound of horses' hooves outside the courtyard gate.

"My lord, there is a discovery!"

A brocade guard came to report quickly.

"Go out and talk."

Yuan Changgeng held the knife in his waist and strode out of the courtyard.

The big black horse followed behind step by step, and when he passed by Su Jinluan, he ignored her dodge, and lowered his head affectionately to bite her.

"Goodbye, don't send it."

Su Jinluan, who couldn't resist, bravely squeezed out a polite smile at the big black horse, and angrily brushed a wave of presence.

Senhu-sama, don't forget to save people to the end! I thank you for your eight ancestors!

Yuan Changgeng raised his hand like a long eye on the back of his head, and the big black horse ran two steps forward, lowered his head to hold the reins of the falling horse, and handed it to the master.

This Matt is a sperm, right?

Su Jinluan was dumbfounded!

Isn't she traveling through an ordinary ancient world? You have to quickly sort out your memories, get into the role as soon as possible, and stop being reckless and crashing into characters.

The excuse of meeting immortals is risky, what if you are targeted by the royal family?

People are the Son of Heaven, rich all over the world, and any auspicious fortune from all over the world has to be offered; She doesn't have the ability to brag to the emperor about what Taoism is immortal, and she will be guilty of bullying the monarch with a capital crime, and she will be so unjustly panicked.

"Come in with me!"

Yang Yanquan sent the plague god away, couldn't wait to close the courtyard door, glared at the girl who was in trouble angrily, and went back to the house first without looking back.

Su Jinluan pursed his mouth and followed slowly.

Although the Yang family is the first in the village, it is a Zhuang family, and no matter how magnificent it is, it is limited.

The rammed yellow mud floor was cleaned, but there were inevitably small pebbles, which made the soles of Su Jinluan's feet hurt.

These soft-soled embroidered shoes are really not suitable for going out, and they are far worse than those with rubber soles. I really don't know how her mother walked like flying, did she become accustomed to nature, and the soles of her feet grinded out calluses?

Su Jinluan thought wildly, and rubbed under his feet, and the main house a few steps away also arrived.

She stood in the doorway, listening carefully. The room was quiet, and there was no sound of fighting.

Su Jinluan breathed a sigh of relief and knocked lightly on the door twice: "Dad, mother, I'm in." ”

After waiting for a while and not hearing an answer, Su Jinluan cautiously lifted her skirt and pushed the door in.

There was no one in the hall.

Su Jinluan looked around, and didn't think that the house was very antique, but after looking at the ink landscape paintings hanging on the wall, he couldn't tell the real and fake.

She groaned for a moment, and it was not easy to break in, so she cautiously sat down on a lap chair, took the teapot, poured a glass of water, and drank it in small sips.

Waiting left and right and waiting for the girl to come over, Su Jinluan muttered secretly in his heart, and he didn't know if there was no one hired in this family in the first place, or if he took advantage of the chaos to escape for his life just now.

It's the latter, right? She remembered that Yang Yanquan roared, and the old Wang Tou who was guarding the door was still the old Xu Tou.

Knowing that the mountain bandits are attacking an oolong, they should all come back, after all, there are still constraints such as deeds and the like, and they can't escape.

It can't be in the hands of Jinyiwei, right?

Got a discovery? Did you find traces of the White Lotus Sect again? Is it the famous cannon fodder organization that the wildfires can't be burned out, and no matter which dynasty or generation has to come out and jump twice, but it will never happen?

By the way, which dynasty is it now?

Su Jinluan looked down at the clothes on his body, and couldn't tell whether this was a Hanfu or a Tang costume or an improvement, could it be an overhead?

If there is a system to ask, how convenient!

Su Jinluan covered his heart and took a deep breath.

There are times in life when you have to have it, and there is no time in life when you don't force it, the system is gone, and it is useless to think about it.

The wound on his forehead throbbed twice, Su Jinluan gasped, raised his hand and touched it, and touched a bulge.

Su Jinluan suddenly remembered the first sentence he heard after wearing it.

"Yang Yanquan! Are you worthy of us both? ”

Then Yang Yanquan shouted angrily:

"Shut up! My daughter was pushed by you and kowtowed! ”

Su Jinluan put down his hand and looked serious.

So, the opportunity for her crossing lies in that fatal push? The predecessor died at the hands of his mother?

Sizzle!

What a bad book!

So does she want to avenge the original owner, or do she fulfill her filial piety on her behalf?

The original owner couldn't have been injured to death by mistake because he was fighting for his biological father, right?

What a grievance!

Su Jinluan only felt that the headache was unbearable, glanced at the back room that was not moving, couldn't sit still anymore, gritted his teeth and got up, relying on the residual instinct of his body, and went out to the back yard.

The Yang family entered the courtyard before and after, and there were also wing rooms in the east and west, which were extremely spacious.

Through a moon gate, Su Jinluan came to the backyard and saw a two-story embroidery building under the shade of plane trees.

This should be the residence of Miss Yang.

Su Jinluan hurried a few steps up the steps, his physical strength was not good, and Venus was already rising in front of him.

"Someone."

She shouted with a sigh of relief, her palm limply slamming against the closed door.

The door was plugged in from the inside and could not be pushed open.

The window on the second floor gently pushed open the crack, and an exclamation came:

"Yes Miss! Miss is back! ”

There was a movement from inside to open the door downstairs, Su Jinluan took a step back, stood firm, and saved himself from falling into the door.

"Miss, are you alright?"

The two girls opened the door, hurriedly helped the person in, looked left and right vigilantly, and hurriedly closed the door.

Su Jinluan handed over most of his weight to the two of them, stood at the top of the stairs with a sigh of relief and said:

"It's okay, it's the Jinyi Guard who caught the White Lotus Sect, and there are no mountain bandits."

"And you're hurt?"

Fangcao and bayberry glanced at each other, let go of half of their hearts, and worked together to help her upstairs.

"I accidentally knocked it."

Su Jinluan was panting, her legs were so weak that they didn't look like her own, and she was almost carried away by the two girls.

Su Jinluan's arms were painful, and he just wanted to lie down in bed and sleep well.

This crossing is too tiring!

Su Jinluan was on the bed, but he didn't hear Fangcao's words:

"Miss, it's time to drink the medicine."

Xiangye took the warm medicine bowl and motioned for Fangcao to help the person up.

"Do you really want to be filled? Let's not wait. ”

Fangcao's face was a little unbearable, and she whispered to persuade Xiangye.

Xiangye's face was calm and almost cold, and he picked up Su Jinluan's head, making his eyes look like Fangcao's chin.

"This medicine is already too late today, the effect of the medicine has been discounted, if you don't drink it again, it will delay your wife's errand, can you afford it?"

"Hurry up, people are a young lady's life, worry about you girl?"