Quick Travel: Dream Hunt

Old Mrs. Lin was so delighted by Tinghe's words that she gradually came up with an idea in her mind and made two plans. She called Old Man Lin to her side and whispered to him for a long time. The two of them discussed the matter. Half a quarter of an hour later, Old Man Lin shook his head and walked towards the village chief's house.

Ting He went to the shabby house where she woke up and looked at the rescued Nantangdu. She walked up to him with ill intentions and observed him repeatedly, clicking her tongue non-stop:

"Tsk, he looks okay, but a little old. The original owner was only thirteen years old, but this Nantang Du looks like a man in his twenties. They don't match at all. And he's too tough. It's such a pity that he can't be killed no matter what. Otherwise, wouldn't it be revenge for the original owner if we just killed him?"

System Lao Liu asked quietly:

"Host, you really don't plan to save him? His internal organs are severely damaged. Without your spiritual spring water, he would die sooner or later. We are here to complete the mission, so why don't you save him first, and then follow the plot step by step, and then go to Duancheng and then the palace to continue dealing with him? Otherwise, if he really dies, your plot will not be able to proceed, and your mission will be in vain. If the mission fails, your broken soul will be torn apart even more severely."

Ting He frowned and pursed her lips when she heard that. Her face seemed to become solemn under her furrowed brows, revealing a hint of worry and distress, as if the furrowed brows carried all the worries and entanglements in her heart.

She thought for a moment and said:

"I always feel like you are intentionally or unintentionally inducing me to save him. Does this mission have to go to Duancheng? Can't you just let him die? Why are you making it so serious? Will he really die if I don't save him? Ha, a scumbag should die quietly to relieve the hatred in the original owner's heart."

System Lao Liu retorted angrily: "Host, are you crazy? If you don't complete the mission, you will die. You don't think your torn soul can support a few more worlds? Don't forget, you will die if you don't complete the mission. It's up to you. Anyway, if you don't save the protagonist and don't complete the mission, you will die."

After thinking about it, Ting He felt that Lao Liu was right. Her soul had indeed been in a split state and was still struggling. If the mission failed, wouldn't she really die? No, she didn't want to die. Otherwise, she could save Nan Tangdu's life and continue the plot to trick him? Okay, it seems that she really has no choice but to save him. It's really unlucky.

Ting He picked up a cup of spiritual spring water from the planting space, brought it to Nantang Du's mouth with disdain, and forced it down his throat. However, he had no ability to swallow at all, and he didn't even drink a sip even after the quilt was soaked. Ting He didn't tolerate him either. She lifted his neck and took off his chin with force, then tilted her neck back and poured him another cup. Maybe the spiritual spring water worked quickly, Nantang Du gained the ability to swallow without realizing it, and gulped down the whole cup of spiritual spring water.

Ting He then closed his jaw again, clapped his hands and prepared to stand up and walk out, but Nan Tang Du on the bed coughed loudly:

"Cough cough cough..."

After coughing, Nantangdu opened his dazed eyes and focused them. Soon he showed a defensive look and sat up with the help of the bed. His movement was so big that it affected the wound on his body. He accidentally spat out a mouthful of blood, staining the already tattered quilt.

He pulled the quilt off with a tug and muttered:

"Are you sick? You have soiled my quilt. If grandma sees it later, she will scold me. You are such a worry. Now that you are awake, leave quickly. We can't cure you in this remote place."

Nantangdu was startled by the pull, and after sitting back down, he weakly raised his arms and bowed with both hands, saying:

"Thank you for saving my life, young lady. I am rude. My name is Nan Tang Qing and my identity is special. I cannot be known by you for the time being. But I will definitely send you a gift to thank you when I am out of trouble. However, my body is not yet fully recovered. I hope you can forgive me and let me recuperate for a few more days."

Ting He listened halfway, her mind focused on the word "Nantang Qing", she blurted out and asked:

"What? What did you say your name was? Nan Tang Qing?"

Nan Tang Qing kept his hands in a bowing position and nodded:

"Miss, you heard me right. My name is indeed Nan Tangqing. Is there anything wrong?"

Ting He asked again thoughtfully: "Who is Nan Tang Du to you?"

Nan Tang Qing's first reaction was how this ordinary farm girl knew Nan Tang Du's name, but the next second he hid his emotions, faced his emotions and answered:

"Nantang Du is my nephew. May I ask how did you know him?"

Ting He realized belatedly that he had spoken too much and would make mistakes. In addition, the system Lao Liu exclaimed in his mind:

"Fuck, I'm wrong. This is not the hero, this is the villain Regent. But why is his luck so strong? I, Lao Liu, misjudged him. He almost delayed the host's mission. Host, save him quickly. He is the hero's mortal enemy. You can rely on him to complete the mission in the future. Only in this way can you kill the hero quickly."

After hearing this, Ting He suppressed his disgust and forced a smile:

"The reputation of the Ninth Prince Nan Tangdu has spread throughout Rongcheng, and Nan Tang is a royal family. I was born in a remote village, but I have also heard of the names of big shots like you. What's so strange about this? On the contrary, since you are also a member of the royal family, why didn't you stay in Duancheng but came to our remote mountain area? You were chased and almost killed?"

Nan Tangqing thought that this farm girl was quite interesting. Not only was she not afraid of his identity, but she also spoke so casually and had no intention of currying favor with the rich and powerful. This simply made people feel good about her for no reason. So he smiled and said to Tinghe:

"Please forgive my rudeness, young lady, but I am indeed curious about how you escaped from the killer and rescued me safely?"

Ting He then replied with a smile:

"That's nothing. I was born with supernatural powers. I went to the back mountain every day. There was a trap there and I threw you into it. That's how you escaped those men in black. After they left, I dragged you back."

As soon as she finished speaking, Ting He arranged for the little fairy to go to the depths of the back mountain to dig a trap, because she was very aware of the caution of the superiors in ancient times. By then, he would definitely investigate carefully and might even doubt her identity. It would be better to take advantage of the situation and dig a hole and set a trap to prepare the disguise first.