I just broke up with my boyfriend and then I transmigrated into the world of "The Lost Tomb&quo

"Is he..." Xie Yuhua frowned. He always felt that Ling Xiao was doing it on purpose, but Zhuangzhuang had already pried open his eyelids like that, and he still didn't wake up. It shouldn't be an act.

"Hey, Mr. Hua, where did you push this guy? How did he end up like this? Is the battery dead?" Black Bear asked, peering into the trunk.

About twenty minutes later, Ling Xiao gradually recovered. He didn't know why, but he felt extremely hot. He subconsciously touched his heart and found that his heartbeat was normal. He then touched the area of ​​his tattoo and found that this was indeed the culprit.

Counting the time, it was exactly the 15th. Perhaps his bloodline was starting to act up again. He had been careless and thought he had successfully activated it.

"Ling Xiao? How are you? Where do you still feel unwell?" Ling Xiao heard Xie Yuhua's concerned inquiry.

"Brother Lingxiao, you're awake!"

"I don't feel bad," Ling Xiao replied, blinking his sore eyes and patting Zhuangzhuang's head. Only after answering did he realize that Zhuangzhuang could hear him.

"Wow! Master Hua! You're a miracle worker! You cured a deaf person with just one push. If you had done that to a blind person back then, why would the blind person need to wear sunglasses!"

"Young Master, did you really hear that?" Black Bear's eyes, hidden behind his sunglasses, kept scrutinizing Ling Xiao.

"If you want to be pushed, it's not too late now." Knowing that Hei Xiazi was indirectly venting his anger for the child, Xie Yuhua felt guilty and didn't pay much attention to him.

"It's a pity, the blind man's eyesight is much better now, so he probably won't need Master Hua's kindness." Black Bear shook his head. Jieyuhua rolled her eyes at him. Was this guy just trying to show off that his eyesight was better?

"Sir, the temperature outside... is getting lower and lower." Everyone was happy that Ling Xiao had woken up and his hearing had recovered, but even so, Cheng Yu had to interrupt their joy.

"Cheng Yu, how confident are you in driving in now?" Ling Xiao asked after thinking for a while. He had wanted Cheng Yu to drive in before he lost consciousness, when the ice on the road had just turned into shards and wasn't thick enough to be slippery. Now it was hard to say.

"Eighty percent," Cheng Yu stated.

"That number is high. It seems Cheng Yu is confident. You rest well, we'll definitely get through this," the fat man comforted him.

Ling Xiao nodded, leaving the rest to Cheng Yu.

Although he was already 80% confident, he still nearly fell off the cliff twice along the way. Wu Xie remained silent, his back covered in cold sweat.

Fortunately, we arrived safely at a village. It wasn't easy to drive the car in, so I thought I'd ask the villagers about the village's situation so as not to cause them any more trouble.

As soon as they got off the bus, a strong wind blew by, accompanied by a few snowflakes falling. Wu Xie shrugged, and Jie Yu Hua put her arm around Ling Xiao.

I hadn't walked more than a few steps when I saw a woman collecting laundry. As she did so, she was scolding the children running around beside her: "Get out of the house! Can't you see it's snowing? You little brat, you'll freeze to death! Just like your deadbeat father, he hides away in the cold, sleeping soundly in his cat house, and doesn't even offer to lend a hand!"

Wang Dazhu! Are you dead? Can't you hear me? Did you stuff donkey hair in your ears? How could I have been so blind as to marry you?

Come and get rid of this brat! You're not responsible if he catches a cold!

A tall man suddenly emerged from the house, but he was hunched over and didn't dare to breathe. With lightning speed, he dragged the child back inside.

"You heartless wretch! Are you trying to die? Can't you lend a hand when you come out? This awful weather, it was so stuffy this morning, and then it snowed this afternoon. All the laundry was wasted. Who's that Dou E from Yingshan Village crying out for justice here?" The woman started cursing again as her son went inside.

"Young Master, now that we know this village is called Yingshan Village, go and ask if there's any place to stay in the village." Hei Xiazi nudged Wu Xie forward.

"Why don't you go yourself!" Wu Xie was a little hesitant. He could probably go if it were someone else, but this woman was obviously angry... and the artillery fire might not be aimed at anyone.