Quick Travel: Destiny for Thirty Lifetimes

The itchy feeling in his palm and Lian Qingyang's smile told Lin Haojun that the matter was not that simple, but he could never have imagined that this was a play performed by the simple-looking Lian Qingyang and the honest-minded Ji Yunchen.

The educated youth who rarely came into contact with them could not have imagined this. After waiting for a while, they finally saw a figure carrying someone walking towards them in the distance. He was very fast and stopped at the gate in less than three minutes.

Several male educated youth who were waiting at the door hurried forward to take over Zhao Zhiqing, who was still unconscious, and slowly laid him on the ground. During this time, they kept thanking Ji Yunchen. The educated youth at the door also ran out and surrounded Zhao Zhiqing.

Qu Ruixiang hung his hands at his sides, frowned, and cast his gaze at the person lying on the ground. Zhao Zhiqing's face was a little swollen from being beaten, and his thin shirt was cut by several holes. He was not very tall and was quite thin. Such a body with a swollen face looked awkward no matter how you looked at it.

Lin Haojun stood at the back and whispered something bad: "Will splashing some cold water on your face wake you up? It's summer now, so it shouldn't be that cold."

Yet, someone actually believed it. Ji Yunchen was exhausted, his hands on his waist and his chest rising and falling noticeably. Upon hearing this, he quickly nudged the educated youth next to him and urged, "Qi Zhiqing, please bring me a basin of water."

Lian Qingyang also nodded and said seriously: "Besides, your face is swollen, so you can apply cold water to it. This will reduce the swelling faster. I'll go get some water." As he said this, he walked towards the yard without giving others a chance to speak.

The three of them spoke in unison. In addition, Lian Qingyang had indeed saved Lin Haojun last time, so the others wanted to say that this was not a good idea but they were too embarrassed to say it. Lian Qingyang moved quickly and came over with the basin, and finally handed the basin to Ji Yunchen.

"Squat down a little, and splash the water diagonally onto his face from the head. Don't let the water get into his nose and choke him." Lian Qingyang directed Ji Yunchen's actions. He just wanted to teach this man a lesson, but didn't want him to get hurt by choking on the water.

A basin of water was poured over, and the effect was immediate. The man closed his eyes and coughed a few times, then began to cry out that his face was in pain. He wanted to scratch it, and the other educated youths reached out to stop him. As a result, he closed his eyes tightly and lay straight, muttering: "Demons and ghosts, please leave! Demons and ghosts, please leave!"

The educated youth fell silent, withdrew their hands and looked at each other in surprise.

Qu Ruixiang kicked him and said angrily, "Where did this monster come from? Open your eyes and see who we are!"

The kick was not heavy, but Zhao Zhiqing gasped, covered the place where he was kicked with one hand and covered his face with the other hand, and cried out in pain, "Ouch, ouch."

Lian Qingyang almost couldn't hold back his laughter, and quietly retreated behind Ji Yunchen, pinching Ji Yunchen's arm with one hand. Ji Yunchen simply stretched his hand behind him and let him pinch it. Lin Haojun's attention was not on the man lying on the ground the whole time. After saying that, he retreated, and then slowly moved towards Lian Qingyang, helping to cover their actions.

The farce ended with Zhao Zhiqing being carried back to the bed in the house by others. He still had to go to work in the fields tomorrow. Zhao Zhiqing's injury was not serious and it would be fine after a few days. After seeing that he was fine, everyone went back to their beds to rest. At the end, Qu Ruixiang gave him a bottle of medicine to reduce the swelling.

Lin Haojun even went over to take a look, and only after he got on the bed did he whisper to Lian Qingyang, "Captain Qu's kick was really hard. It even turned blue."

Lian Qingyang thought that the kick probably hit the place where he had kicked before. Although he kicked with less force, it would still cause pain in that place for two or three days.

Thinking of this, he smiled without replying. He put on his bed clothes, lay down on the bed and said, "Go to bed quickly. It's getting late after all this noise."

The next day, when they arrived at the field, there was no one else around. Lin Haojun was still thinking about what happened last night, so he took this opportunity to ask the question that had been circling in his mind: "What happened to you guys last night? Did Zhao Zhiqing go out with you and Comrade Ji?"

Lian Qingyang glanced up at Ji Yunchen, who was toiling away up ahead, and recounted to Lin Haojun what had happened the previous night. Hearing that they had gone straight to the cemetery, Lin Haojun shuddered with fear. Suddenly, an idea struck him, and he leaned closer to him, whispering, "Do you think that since we're here, could there really be some supernatural being out there?"

"If you think there is, then there is. If you think there isn't, then there isn't." Lian Qingyang shrugged, tilted his head to look at Lin Haojun's panicked expression, and couldn't help but laugh, "Sometimes the truly terrifying thing isn't the ghost."

That's right, Lin Haojun said, and continued to ask curiously, "So you just beat him up and that's it? I don't think he was affected at all after waking up this morning. He even tore up your book!"

Lian Qingyang raised an eyebrow, shook his head slowly and said, "Not really. Did I throw some salt into the water I threw at him last night as a lesson?"

"Huh?" Lin Haojun blinked, the image of that guy covering his face and crying out in pain flashing through his mind. He felt like laughing for no reason. Sure enough, there must be something hateful about pitiful people. Why did he have to think so hard as to provoke Lian Qingyang? "Then he shouldn't dare to do bad things to us again. But what should we do with those torn books? We haven't even started learning yet."

Feeling that the Zhao guy wouldn't calm down anytime soon, Lian Qingyang put him out of his mind and said soothingly, "Let's not study for the next few days. The day for the college entrance exam is coming soon. We're in the village, so the announcement might not come that quickly. But I've sent a letter to my family, asking them to send me a letter if they hear anything. I think it should be quicker."

Lin Haojun could hardly contain his excitement at the thought of being able to sit in the classroom and take exams soon. His tone was filled with joy: "I can finally take the college entrance examination. I will study hard and get into a good university!"

The more he talked, the more hopeful he felt, and he even worked a lot faster.

Seeing that he seemed to be energized, Lian Qingyang shook his head helplessly and quickened the movements of his hands.

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A few days later, Ji Yunchen came to see Lian Qingyang as usual in the evening. This time, no one followed them, so they simply went to the secret base. As soon as they sat down, Ji Yunchen took out a letter from his pocket and handed it to Lian Qingyang.

"Your letter. Thanks to you for telling me to keep an eye on the mailbox outside the courtyard, I received the letter directly from the courier yesterday at noon. Last night, I heard some noise outside the courtyard, and it seemed like someone was actually looking for a letter in the mailbox. Unfortunately, when I went out to check, the person had disappeared. I have a feeling it must be the one named Zhao."

Lian Qingyang took the letter, opened it, and took out the letter inside. He then handed the envelope to Ji Yunchen and said, "Come to me tomorrow at noon and tell me there's a letter for me."

Ji Yunchen didn't ask anything, just nodded and took it, carefully putting the envelope into his pocket.

The two were silent for a moment. Ji Yunchen had grown much bolder recently with Lian Qingyang's indulgence. He put his arm around her slender waist and, without asking for permission, lowered his head and pecked her lips twice before finally asking, "Can I kiss you?"