New ink fragrance in old times

When Lin Mo slowly opened his eyes from his sleep, he found himself lying in a completely unfamiliar room.

The furnishings in the room are simple and rustic, revealing traces of time.

Lin Mo tried to move his body, but his limbs felt weak, as if he had just experienced a serious illness.

He was startled and muttered to himself, "I remember I was on my way. Did I travel through time again?"

Lin Mo encouraged himself: "Let's take one step forward and see how bad it can get."

Although Lin Mo tried to remain calm on the surface, his heart was like a surging wave, and he was in a panic.

His head was dizzy, as if shrouded in a fog, and he could fall into a coma again at any time. He barely supported his body, but his ears caught the faint sounds coming from outside the house.

Lin Mo felt a surge of curiosity and uneasiness. He slowly climbed out of bed. As his feet touched the ground, a wave of weakness swept over him. He carefully slipped out of bed, holding onto the wall, and walked out step by step.

Wherever Lin Mo went, he saw a completely unfamiliar environment.

The sky outside was particularly dark, and an inexplicable fear rose in Lin Mo's heart, but he quickly calmed down. "This is a familiar operation. The first time is strange, the second time is familiar."

Lin Mo suddenly realized: "It seems that I have traveled through time again. But what will my identity be this time?"

Lin Mo looked around and saw a group of plain-dressed, kind-looking people gathered together and talking in low voices. Their eyes kept turning to him, as if they were discussing something important.

Lin Mo became even more confused as he vaguely heard one of them mention the word "beans".

"Bean? My name is Bean? Is this kidnapping?"

Lin Mo muttered to himself, but then denied this guess.

He looked at his surroundings and then at his own hands and feet. They were intact and didn't look like he had been abducted.

Just when Lin Mo was confused, a stranger came over with a look of confusion and concern on his face.

He looked at Lin Mo and asked softly, "Master, what's wrong with you?"

Lin Mo was stunned, thinking to himself: Master? Whose master am I? Could it be that after traveling through time, my status is quite high?

He looked down at his own small body, then looked up at the person who was coming, very nervous, afraid that he would be discovered.

Lin Mo felt even more dizzy.

"I... I'm fine." Lin Mo forced a smile, trying to hide his weakness.

But his voice was as weak as a mosquito and almost inaudible.

Seeing this, the people around gathered around and looked at him with concern.

Their eyes were full of warmth and kindness, as if they were caring for a long-lost relative.

Lin Mo was startled by the people who suddenly surrounded him. Looking at the people who surrounded him with expressions of concern for him, he felt a little breathless.

Faintly, Lin Mo seemed to see the figure of Old Mrs. Lin, who was slowly walking towards him.

"grandmother!"

Lin Mo called out in a low voice, his voice choked with excitement.

But before he could finish his words, his body fell down helplessly like a kite with a broken string.

boom--

Lin Mo fainted.

Lin Mo slowly opened his eyes in a hazy state. The air was filled with a faint smell of herbs. The scene in front of him gradually became clear, and he found himself lying on a wooden bed.

Lin Mo remembered that he seemed to have traveled through time again, but he didn't remember what happened afterwards.

"Master, you're awake."

Lin Mo looked over when he heard the voice. It was the man who had called him "Master" before. Lin Mo didn't know how to respond to him, so he nodded lightly. In his mind, he was rehearsing how to control his identity just right without exposing himself.

"You're awake! It seems I arrived just in time."

A familiar voice interrupted Lin Mo's thoughts, and Lin Mo looked up: "Grandma?"

Then he said in shock: "Grandma..., you..., you also..."

"Sanlang, you scared grandma."

Old Mrs. Lin held Lin Mo's hand.

Lin Xuebo: "Yes, Sanlang, you suddenly fainted in the yard, and it scared my mother and me."

Lin Mo: "Uncle?"

No way, we all traveled through time?

Lin Xuebo: "What's wrong, Sanlang? Did you fall asleep?"

Lin Mo became even more confused. He remembered that he was walking on a mountain path, but suddenly he was lying on a bed. Later he met a group of strangers. No matter how Lin Mo tried to piece these things together, he could not connect them together.

"Yes, Sanlang, are you too tired recently? Or are you feeling unwell?" Old Mrs. Lin also asked with concern.

Perhaps because he was an acquaintance, Lin Mo asked his doubts: "Uncle, I remember we were walking on a mountain road. How did we get here?"

Lin Xuebao: "Sanlang, you are so kind. Of course we walked here."

Lin Mo: "Come over here?"

Lin Xuebo: “Yes.”

Lin Mo: "Did I lose my memory?"

Looking at Lin Mo's puzzled face, Lin Xuebo suddenly had an idea: "Sanlang, this is your great-grandmother's house."

Lin Mo: "Great-grandmother?"

Mrs. Lin smiled and said, "Our Sanlang was exhausted yesterday and hasn't woken up yet."

Lin Mo's brain was working quickly, and he breathed a sigh of relief, secretly thanking his lucky stars: It was a close call, I almost said it out loud and got exposed.

Although it was just a misunderstanding, grandma and uncle didn't say anything about his reaction, but Lin Mo was still scared. He almost hurt himself because of his stupidity.

"This is the food warmed up in the kitchen. I put it here."

Lin Mo's thoughts were interrupted. He looked up and saw the man who called him "Master".

Mrs. Lin: "Dongwazi, you've worked hard. Go back and have a rest."

Zhao Dong: "It's not hard, it's not hard, I'll go back first."

Mrs. Lin: "Sanlang, you've been hungry all day, eat something to fill your stomach."

Lin Mo nodded and stood up.

Mrs. Lin: "Sanlang, after you finish eating, go wash your face and wake up. Grandma will take you to see your great-grandmother."

Lin Mo swallowed the porridge in his mouth: "Okay, grandma."

After eating a bowl of porridge, Lin Mo felt warm all over and he felt like he was suddenly alive again.

Lin Xuebo: "Sanlang, uncle will take you to wash up."

Lin Mo: "Okay, uncle."

Lin Mo kept reviewing his behavior after waking up. He felt very nervous. He always felt that the atmosphere was a little strange. The more he spoke, the more mistakes he made. He kept repeating in his mind: I am a child, I am a child, I am a child...