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

Chen Yunjin is right there, so why bother searching for her whereabouts? Why not ask someone... Ouch~ Why does his head hurt so much? It's like something is preventing him from thinking any further.

"What? You've figured it out? Didn't you also distrust your third uncle? How interesting." A Ning rolled her eyes at him and said, "If Ling Xiao were here, he wouldn't ask me such a question at all."

"Why are you putting others down like this!" Wu Xie was a little unhappy. If Ling Xiao were here, he wouldn't say that to him.

"Just telling the truth." A-Ning left those words and returned to her tent. It was clear that A-Ning was very unhappy about Ling Xiao's absence and their change of destination.

Wu Xie angrily kicked a pebble at his feet, which rolled to a less conspicuous tent. Wu Xie glanced at it, having not paid much attention before, but now he could vaguely hear arguing coming from there.

He crouched down and crouched down outside the tent. He could hear what sounded like the mother and child from before. He heard them say from inside, "Keep your voice down, they're nearby."

It was the landlady's voice, but what were they discussing, and why were they afraid of being overheard? Although he knew that eavesdropping was wrong, Wu Xie couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.

Just as they were about to back away, Sang Yi's words came out. They were in standard Mandarin, a stark contrast to her earlier timid and hesitant manner, where she couldn't even put words in the correct order.

"What? You've found your own son, so you don't want me, your adopted son anymore? Let me tell you, don't even think about it. What good can come from a family like that? Your precious son is probably long gone. Now you want to switch us back? You're dreaming. Don't let me find out you have such thoughts, or I'll kill him right now!"

"How could you do this? He did it all to take your place in life!" the landlady said, her voice trembling with tears.

"So I thank him. Let him keep taking the place. To tell you the truth, your son... well, he's mentally ill." As soon as Sang Yi finished speaking, the proprietress shoved her. Sang Yi quickly snatched the proprietress away, causing her to miss and fall to the ground.

"Don't disbelieve me, your precious son still thinks he has the ability to travel to the past and rewrite his own ending over and over again."

But the truth is he killed his own parents with his own hands. He actually wants to use this method to brainwash himself. It's ridiculous. Oh, right, according to you, he killed my parents. Should I seek revenge on him?

"If you don't want to, then shut your mouth and play your role as my mother well. Maybe then I can ask Little Maitreya to take you to see him. Otherwise, your son Ling Xiao will surely die."

Upon hearing the conversation inside, Wu Xie's pupils dilated, and he involuntarily took a step back before quickly running away.

He practically staggered back to his own camp, his heart pounding in his chest, making his eardrums ring. He clutched his knees, panting heavily.

'A life taken by another'...

"Naive! What are you standing there for? You look like you've lost your soul!" The fat man's voice suddenly rang out, with a hint of teasing. He crawled out of the tent next to him, holding half a compressed biscuit in his hand.

Wu Xie was startled and turned around abruptly, his face pale in the dim light. He opened his mouth, his throat dry and tight, the explosive information he had just heard almost bursting out, but he stopped himself at the last second.

'I can't say!'