Riding a motorcycle on the road of revenge

Xiaoyue was sure that she was not dreaming, her body had flesh and blood and temperature.

Whether that was really a dream about returning to the farm or not, you’ll know if you go and take a look.

Soon, Xiaoyue arrived at the farm gate.

The familiar antique archway, the familiar asphalt road, the street lamps in the style of Huadeng on both sides of the road, and the solar photovoltaic panels on them are intact as new. I just don't know if they can still be used normally.

here--

Xiaoyue looked up and saw blue sky and white clouds, but no sun.

The archway, the street lights, and her, none of them... no shadow!

Xiaoyue broke out in a cold sweat again.

My legs are shaking.

It's too quiet here.

There are chickens, ducks, geese, pigs, dogs, cows, sheep, and many people on the farm...

Xiaoyue plucked up her courage and walked forward tremblingly.

She hadn't worn shoes since she woke up, so walking barefoot on the asphalt road was a bit rough, but she didn't feel cold.

If it has feelings, it shouldn't be a ghost.

After figuring this out, Xiaoyue felt that her legs were no longer weak, her body was no longer cold, and even her breathing became smoother.

Although it was too quiet, Xiaoyue's tense mind gradually relaxed as she was in a familiar environment, and she seemed to have forgotten her time travel.

She walked quickly to the front of the main house. Just as she was about to push open the tightly closed door, she heard a voice behind her: "Lan Ruo——"

someone!

Xiaoyue's hand that was pushing the door paused for a moment, and her relaxed state suddenly became alert again.

"Xiao, Yue..."

The voice was tentative, making Xiaoyue even more alert.

The voice didn't come from her mind, it should have come from behind her, but when she turned around, she didn't see anyone.

Where does the sound come from?

Xiaoyue looked around cautiously. Apart from her, there was no one around, not even a living animal. Why did her eyes suddenly become blurry?

"Xiaoyue, it's me. I am——"

Li Yan?

Xiaoyue didn't feel anything unusual around her, but she was convinced that she was not hallucinating.

It was definitely Lee Yeon’s voice.

Why is everything blurry?

Xiaoyue rubbed her eyes, but everything was still blurry.

As if she had thought of something, Xiaoyue felt a suffocating terror.

"Xiaoyue, don't be afraid, it's me. I'm Li Yan, Director Li."

"Li, Mr. Li, OK."

Xiaoyue tried to stay calm and greeted him.

As one of her own patients, Xiaoyue believes that she has a clear conscience and has done her job conscientiously.

Li Yan had passed away, and she was the one who sent her to the crematorium. She came out of the crematorium holding Li Yan's ashes and encountered a car accident...

Some of the scattered ashes fell on her body, some fell on the pool of blood, and some drifted away with the wind...

I blame myself for not being able to fulfill Li Yan's request. This is...

"Xiaoyue, let's go inside first and sit down to talk slowly."

"..."

chat……

Everything in front of her suddenly became clear. Xiaoyue stared with her eyes wide open and her mouth open, unable to speak.

Why is this ball of smoke in front of me Li Yan's face?

Its mouth is still moving!

"Xiaoyue, don't be afraid, I won't hurt you."

Because he truly loved Li Yan, and because he was the one who saw Li Yan off for the last time, Xiaoyue was not afraid or worried.

Furthermore, I intuitively judged that the other party had no ill intentions.

It’s too quiet here, and a bit weird, but it’s nice to have “acquaintances” around.

The familiar living room, the simple and elegant Chinese style, everything is just as I remember.

Sitting on the comfortable Chinese-style sofa and looking at the familiar environment, Xiaoyue seemed to have returned to the modern era.

The cloud of green smoke was right in front of him, neither far nor near, and it seemed clearer than before.

"Did you see my face?"

"Mr. Li, hello."

Xiaoyue nodded honestly. She wanted to ask the other party why he became like this, but she was afraid of embarrassing him, so she didn't dare to ask and changed her words.

"You know, I'm all ash."

"..."

I was the one who sent you to the crematorium, and I was the one who carried your ashes out of the crematorium. You also asked me to bury your ashes. I came here before I could fulfill your last wish.

But it's not all my fault.

It is true that I did not do what I promised you.

Even if you become a ghost, you won't let me go?

Xiaoyue was not a talkative person. Especially in this situation, she really didn't know what to say.

"I'm glad you can still see what I look like."

Judging from the tone, he doesn't mean to complain.

what does that mean?

"Mr. Li, I...I can only see your face."

Xiaoyue is not only not talkative, but also can't lie.

After she finished speaking, she felt a little regretful. Then she said, "But you look very young now... like, in your twenties or thirties."

Sometimes, the more you talk, the more mistakes you make.

After stuttering, Xiaoyue chose to keep silent.

"Really? That's great."

Xiaoyue was feeling anxious and self-blaming, but then she saw the cloud of smoke and it seemed to smile.

Still a smile from the heart.

It seems that all women like to hear others say that they are young.

Xiaoyue also smiled.

"Aren't you afraid?"

"I'm not afraid!"

I haven't done anything to let you down, Li Yan!

Even if I didn't fulfill your last request, you can't blame me.

Although I didn't bury you or plant a tree for you, I am with you in person now.

This is not much better than planting a tree next to your ashes.

"I knew that Xiaoyue is a good person. I think you have a strong ability to accept things. If you have something to say, just say it directly..."

"We have traveled through time. Your body is Gu Lanruo, the eldest daughter of Gu Qianzhang, the Minister of Revenue of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Your biological mother, Li Mou, died when you were six years old, and Gu Qianzhang brought his concubine into the family..."

What Li Yan said, Xiaoyue has all the memories that she received from the original owner.

"Mr. Li, how did you know?"

Since Li Yan spoke frankly, Xiaoyue had questions so she just asked directly.

"I...after my illness was diagnosed and I learned that I only had six months to live, I began to have strange dreams. What I'm talking about were all my dreams."

"I didn't believe it at first, but after dreaming about it more and more, I began to believe it. I even specially prepared some things. I just checked them out, and those things came with me. It's really like what is written in those time-travel novels."

Xiaoyue served as Li Yan's attending physician for three months. Later, Li Yan strongly requested to be discharged from the hospital and asked her to accompany her. Xiaoyue used her annual leave and compensatory leave to accompany Li Yan in the last few days of her life at Menghui Farm. The two of them lived together for a hundred days, and Li Yan never told Xiaoyue about the dream.

Xiaoyue's intuition told her that her time travel was related to Li Yan.

What about the evidence?

Because they look alike? Because they have similar names?

"This is a space, just like what is written in time-travel novels. It is a very good golden finger. You can come in at any time."

"space?"

“Yes, I didn’t lie to you.”

Although Li Yan is over 60 years old, she loves to read online novels about time travel. She also recommended several novels with good traffic to Xiaoyue, and even dragged Xiaoyue to discuss while reading, sharing her thoughts after reading.

"This space can preserve freshness, grow things, feed living things, store things, and has spiritual springs. There is no darkness, no cloudy days or rainy days. It is always blue sky with white clouds."

Space, spiritual spring, a perfect golden finger.

so good!

In this era of imperial power, if you want to live freely, there is absolutely no problem.

As long as there is space, you will not be afraid even if you meet the king of heaven.

However, there is no such thing as pie in the sky.

Xiaoyue is not a three-year-old child, but a thirty-year-old person.

What follows should be: farming, doing business, making a fortune, getting rich, house fighting, palace fighting, scumbag men and slutty women, legitimate and illegitimate children...those bloody things, right?