20demayo Chapter 248 Xuantian Continent in the Future World
Chapter 248 Xuantian Continent in the Future World
When Lin Qinghe had been in the primitive world for 30 years.
A familiar electronic sound rang in my ears.
"The progress of the mission in the prehistoric interface is 50%, and the host is leaving."
"Escape successful."
"Host, welcome to the future timeline of Xuantian Continent. Please fulfill the wish of the client in this world."
"The Dao Sword cannot appear in the future timeline of Xuantian Continent."
Dao Yijian, who was in the system space, was furious. "Why can't I appear in the prehistoric plane, and I can't appear in this plane either?"
Has it become true that after leaving Xuantian Continent for thousands of years, it is no longer a sword from Xuantian Continent?
Why don't you let him out?
"Daoyi, you should stay in there." Lin Qinghe comforted it, "Maybe you are in the future world line, and the you in the past can't appear here?"
What she said made sense, but Dao Yijian was a little speechless, "Why can you go?"
"After I go in, I will be acting as a client. We are different." Lin Qinghe explained to him patiently.
Amid Dao Yijian's wailing, Lin Qinghe was teleported to Xuantian Continent.
"Snapped--"
Lin Qinghe was slapped before she opened her eyes. Her cheeks turned hot and red, and she subconsciously protected her head.
"You lowly bastard, you actually stole your brother's eggs!" A fat and short country woman stood in front of Lin Qinghe and whipped her hard with a broom.
The position of the woman's facial features was not particularly ugly, but her wide, flat lips with two corners that dragged downward gave her a gloomy look.
She stared fiercely at Lin Qinghe, who was curled up on the ground with his head protected, until she was tired of beating him, then she threw the broom at Lin Qinghe.
"Go to the mountain to collect firewood! Don't come back until you have collected enough firewood for the whole yard today. You have a head like a pig. I don't think you will have any food today!" The woman's sharp and piercing voice rang out.
Seeing that Lin Qinghe was still curled up on the ground and did not beg for mercy as usual, she spat fiercely and walked away slowly.
The young child ran over and tugged at the woman's clothes, "Mom, my sister ate the eggs you left for me. Do I have no eggs to eat today?"
He didn't even spare a glance for the bruised and battered Lin Qinghe, and even accidentally stepped on her foot as he walked past her.
It can be seen that it is normal for this sister to be injured and beaten at home.
"Hey, you are so kind to me. I will cook another one for you! Don't worry about that debt collector." The fat and short woman's face wrinkled with smile. The fat on her body trembled, and she took her son's hand and went into the house.
Lin Qinghe, who was badly beaten, shook his dizzy head, and his vision was blurry and he couldn't see anything.
She raised her sleeve and touched her nose, wiped away the blood, then sat there for a long time before she staggered to her feet with difficulty.
Hunger This body is sending out signals of extreme hunger and lack of energy.
Lin Qinghe felt her stomach constantly contracting, reminding her that she needed food to replenish her energy.
She walked out slowly with weak hands and feet, and the aroma of food came from behind her.
It was the woman who just cooked for her son.
Lin Qinghe swallowed his saliva, took out two strawberry-flavored candies from his personal space, and quietly put them into his mouth.
A sweet taste filled her mouth, and after a few minutes, she gradually became more sober.
A broom flew from behind, and Lin Qinghe dodged it sideways.
It turned out that the woman had come out. Seeing that she was still standing outside the door, she immediately put her hands on her waist and yelled, "You money-loser, are you trying to shirk your responsibilities again? Why don't you go and collect firewood?"
"..." Lin Qinghe raised his eyes and gave her a cold look, then turned around and limped away.
When they reached the forest, she wiped the beads of sweat from her forehead and sat down on the ground in an ungraceful manner.
This body's legs were broken, and every step she took was excruciatingly painful.
He had just eaten two candies, which didn't fill his stomach at all. When his deflated belly protested again, Lin Qinghe took out a piece of bread from the space and ate it slowly.
After finishing a piece of bread, Lin Qinghe took out a bottle of mineral water and drank a few sips, and the discomfort in his body gradually subsided.
Some dazzling sunlight shone onto her through the gaps between the leaves, dazzling her eyes.
After regaining his strength, Lin Qinghe reached out and touched his broken left leg. He found the dislocated part and bent it with all his strength to straighten his bones.
With a crisp "crack" sound, her dislocated bones were straightened. She raised her hand to wipe the cold sweat that was oozing out due to the pain. Lin Qinghe found a wooden board and fixed her leg with a cloth strip.
After his consciousness scattered and he found no danger around, Lin Qinghe said to 0038, "0038, transmit the plot."
"Okay." 0038 responded.
"The plot is being transmitted——"
"Transmission successful."
The owner of this body was named Sun Mingshuang, and her short life was miserable.
The name Sun Mingshuang was given to her after she joined the Wuji Sect at the age of eight. It is her own name.
She had no name until she was eight years old.
Because she is the fourth girl in the Sun family, everyone calls her Sun Xiaosi.
Sun Mingshuang thought that Sun Xiaosi was a good name, at least better than the names of her elder and second sisters like Zhaodi, Pandi, and Wangdi.
Sun Mingshuang was born in a small mountain village under the jurisdiction of Hanming City in the cultivation world. Her eldest sister Zhaodi got married early, her second sister Pandi was sold during a famine, and her third sister Wangdi was promised to a widower by her mother and father in exchange for a betrothal gift of more than ten taels of silver.
Not only was the widower ugly, he also had a violent tendency to beat people. The third sister refused to marry him and ran away in the dead of night.
Now there are only two children left in the family, one is Sun Yaozu who grew up in pampered love, and the other is Sun Mingshuang, the fourth child.
Sun Mingshuang had previously fallen off a cliff while trying to find her brother Sun Yaozu who had lost his way in the mountains, and had broken her leg.
Her brother was found, but her family members ignored her broken leg, so her leg became useless and she became a lame girl.
This year, Sun Mingshuang was seven years old.
The lame girl naturally couldn't get married. Her vicious mother treated her like a money-loser who ate for free and beat and scolded her.
The injuries on Lin Qinghe's body were caused by her fighting over the years. She was covered in bruises and they didn't look healed.
The original owner hadn't eaten for a day, so Sun Yaozu stole the eggs and framed the original owner so that he could eat an extra egg.
The original owner was severely beaten for this, and no explanation was of any use.
How could her arrogant and vicious mother listen to her explanation?
A year later, when Sun Mingshuang was eight years old, disciples from the Wuji Sect came to the small mountain village to recruit disciples and test the spiritual roots of these children.
It is said that a great man had emerged from this small mountain village before, so the Wuji Sect would make an exception and send disciples here every ten years to see if there were any promising talents.