Quick Travel: Dream Hunt

Uncle Lin took the bowl of soup and felt Ting He's concern. A touch of emotion flashed in his eyes. He drank the bowl of egg soup silently. Although he didn't know that spiritual spring water was added to it, he could feel a warm feeling. He lowered his eyes and said embarrassedly:

"I'm sorry, Zhaodi. I made you laugh at my uncle's behavior. After this incident, I will never go to such a place of fireworks again."

Ting He watched Uncle Lin finish his soup and then quietly left the room. She knew that she did this just to help this stupid but unconscious uncle.

After all, she will leave Linjia Village and go to Duancheng in the future. She doesn't want these relatives who have nothing to do with her to become a burden on her way forward. She hopes that everyone in the Lin family can live a better life.

After seeing Uncle Lin off and returning to her room, Old Lady Lin took a feather duster and poked Liu. After Ting He came back, she quietly huddled in the corner to watch the show.

Liu lowered her head and explained with tears in her eyes:

"No, mother must have made a mistake. Hao'er is not that kind of person. Uncle must have made a mistake. Ah, mother, please stop hitting me. Your daughter-in-law really doesn't know."

Mrs. Lin doesn't spoil her:

"Hmph, you're not that kind of person? Do you dare to call your family members over here, and let's confront them face to face. What the hell, you schemed against my Lin family? I'm just old, not dead, can't I see clearly what you guys are plotting? Ah, do you dare, Liu Chunniang? Do you dare? If you dare to bring your family members over for a confrontation, I'll give you five hundred taels of silver. If you don't dare, I'll divorce you right now."

Liu fell to her knees and sobbed, explaining incoherently:

"Mom, don't be angry. Hao'er is diligent and studious, and he is very intelligent. He is one of the best students in the private school. What my uncle said is not credible at all. I don't believe that it was Hao'er who did it. Mom, please don't hit me. Wait until your daughter-in-law goes to her parents' house tomorrow to check. If I bring Hao'er back to confront him, will you really give your daughter-in-law 500 taels of silver?"

Old Mrs. Lin laughed sinisterly, holding a wooden stick in her hand, and hit her mercilessly, saying coldly:

"I am an old woman who keeps my word. It is getting late today, so I will not make things difficult for you. Tomorrow, you will take Lin Laoer back to your mother's house and tell your family that we have made a small fortune and invite them to come over for a meal. Then, we will confront each other face to face. If it was not done by your nephew from your mother's family, I will compensate you with the five hundred taels of silver and you can spend it however you want. However, if it was really done by your family from your mother's family, don't blame me for being ruthless and divorcing you! If Laoer dares to complain or wants to protect you, I don't mind kicking you and your wife out of the house and letting Zhaodi be mine."

Old Lady Lin stared at the two people in front of her fiercely, her eyes full of threats and warnings. The last sentence was like a sharp sword, completely cutting off the thought that Old Lady Lin was about to make. He was so frightened that he trembled all over, and hurriedly shrank back a few steps, never daring to look up at Old Lady Lin again.

Old Lady Lin put away the feather duster and warned again with a grim smile:

"All right, put away your quail-like attitude. We will see the outcome tomorrow. Tomorrow you carry five pounds of meat back to your mother's house. Ask the second son to accompany you, and then invite your mother's family to have a meal together. It would be best if you can bring your cousin as well. If you can't, I will kill you tomorrow."

Liu shrank her head and dared not look up, but if you looked carefully, you could see greed in her eyes.

Oh, today is another calm and peaceful day.

After having a sweet dream, Ting He woke up on Old Lady Lin’s bed by smelling the fragrance. It was simply unfair to crave meat so late at night. Forget it, let’s talk about it after we finish eating.

After eating and drinking, Ting He strolled to the back mountain again. This time he didn't go deep into the mountain, because his uncle, Boss Lin, had already taken the village chief to measure the land near the back mountain. It seemed that the work of renovating the house and buying land assigned by Old Man Lin and the others had been clearly arranged by Boss Lin.

Ting He curiously went over to watch the fun. Boss Lin saw her and greeted her with a smile:

"Zhao Di got up so early."

Ting He nodded, looking at the busy crowd, thinking to herself that when the house was built, she would also have a room of her own.

At this time, a pheasant jumped out from the grass and ran quickly into the distance.

Ting He's eyes lit up and she quickly chased after him.

Boss Lin shouted, "Zhao Di, don't run too far!" But she had already disappeared.

Ting He followed the pheasant into a dense forest and suddenly found himself lost.

She looked around for an exit, but she went deeper and deeper inside.

Just as she walked forward cautiously, a figure with a bloody face appeared in front of her...

At the moment when Tinghe's mouth was covered by the bloody man, she did not make any struggle.

The reason was simple. System Lao Liu, who was standing at the side, was covering his face with a helpless expression, and whispered to her:

"Don't struggle. I really never thought that the protagonist halo of this man would be so dazzling. It almost blinded the dog eyes made of titanium alloy of this system. Not only has the plot been advanced so much, I guess the Heavenly Dao also specially asked you to come to this back mountain to save him."

Ting He didn't quite understand and spread his hands in his mind:

"First, I don't like the male protagonist Nan Tangdu. Second, the plot must have misled me. The original owner's body was only thirteen years old, but this bloodstained man looks like an old man in his twenties, right? Do you think it's appropriate? Is the heaven so blind? Sending me an old man thousands of miles away? Come on, I really don't want it. Lao Liu, can I refuse this thing?"

Without waiting for System Six to reply, the bloodstained man slowly released Ting He's mouth, leaned over and whispered softly:

"The girl is frightened. I have no ill intentions. I just resorted to this desperate measure to avoid being killed by a vendetta..."

Ting He sniffed hard and found the smell of blood was quite strong. She couldn't see the man's face clearly, but when she thought that he was the devil Nantang Du, Ting He trembled all over. She subconsciously pushed the man to the ground and was about to run away.

But the rustling sound came again. Ting He was startled and was about to hide and see what happened. However, before her body could make any movement, she felt a flash before her eyes and a black shadow pressed towards her at an extremely fast speed.

Ting He didn't even have time to react before she felt a huge force pressing her down, making her almost unable to move at all. She wanted to struggle and resist, but found that her hands had been firmly grasped by the other party and she couldn't get free at all.