Suddenly, the scene changed, and it was the last place where Jiang Fugui stayed in his previous life, the dungeon of Shenxuan Yaowang Valley.

Day after day, Jiang Fugui was tortured by being fed poison and tested for poison, having her heart cut out and bled, and her whole body felt like it was being torn apart by the pain. But she couldn't die, and she had to rely on the thousand-year-old ginseng to stay alive and continue to suffer.

In addition, there is always someone who reminds her over and over again what it means to live a miserable life.

It was nothing more than Jiang Fugui becoming a medicine man and an inexhaustible blood container for another person.

Common name: blood slave!

"No, no...save me, save me...no, no!"

After a flash of lightning and thunder, the inner room was as bright as day.

Jiang Fugui was lying flat on the bed. Although she had her eyes closed, her brows were furrowed and her expression was ferocious. Cold sweat kept coming out of her forehead. She held the thin blanket on her body with both hands and struggled desperately.

Shantu, who was on duty and sleeping lightly, frowned slightly when he heard the noise in the inner room. After confirming that it was Jiang Fugui who made the painful sound, he quickly stood up and trotted into the inner room.

"Miss, what's wrong with you? Wake up! Miss, open your eyes quickly! Everything will be fine once you wake up!"

Shantu pushed Jiang Fugui hard, trying to wake her up as soon as possible and free her from the pain of the nightmare.

However, the effect was minimal.

"Shan Ying, Shan Ying! Come here quickly!"

Shan Ying, who was resting in the side room, heard Shan Tu calling her in a daze. She casually tidied her hair, put on her coat, and hurried to the inner room: "What's wrong? This... Miss..."

"Don't ask, don't pry. Hurry and get some hot water. Don't let anyone outside notice anything unusual happening at Beiliyuan."

"Okay, I'll go right away."

Shan Ying responded, glanced at Jiang Fugui worriedly, then went to the small kitchen in their own yard with an umbrella, lit a fire and boiled water.

Shantu looked at Shanying's back as she left, and reminded her to hurry up.

However, before Shantu turned around, the hand she was holding with Jiang Fugui was suddenly covered.

Jiang Fugui opened his hazy almond-shaped eyes, his consciousness was not clear and his vision had not yet fully focused.

Her wet hair stuck to her face, and she murmured weakly, "Shantu..."

Hearing the sound, Shantu looked at Jiang Fugui and whispered, "Miss, are you okay? Why did you have such a nightmare?"

As Shantu spoke, he wiped the sweat off Jiang Fugui's face with his sleeve and touched her forehead.

"It's a little hot, maybe I caught a cold."

"Yeah, my head hurts."

Jiang Fugui answered casually, but when she saw the mountain rabbit in front of her and the furnishings in the house clearly, she was sure that she had just been dreaming.

Now she has not only been reborn, but is also alive and well. Many things have changed.

"Miss, would you like to drink some warm water to calm your nerves?"

Jiang Fugui shook her head gently. Although she was a little thirsty, she didn't want to drink water.

"Then I will help you wash yourself and change your clothes later, young lady?"

"Ah."

Jiang Fugui nodded, sat up with the help of Shantu, and leaned against the bed.

The nightmare drained her spirit, making her extremely weak and her limbs powerless.

Less than half an incense stick later, Shanying returned to the inner room with the boiled hot water, and together with Shantu, he helped Jiang Fugui wash and change his clothes.

After cleaning up, Jiang Fugui lay back on the bed. She felt much better than before.

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