Chapter 28: Murong Lingxue (Begging for Collection)

  A person who is awake fully understands the concept of dreaming, but a person in a dream does not possess the rationality of being awake and the real world.

  Murong Lingshu, with a melancholy sigh, opened her eyes wide and gazed blankly at the sun peeking out from behind the floating clouds. Gradually, she felt a slight dizziness in her head, as if she had entered a dreamlike state again. She jumped down from the windowsill, retreated several steps, and threw herself onto the bed, curling up into a ball. The smooth surface of the thin quilt gave her a sense of the unique coolness of silk fabrics. Her heart was still very restless, so she got up again and began pacing back and forth in the room.

  As time drifts away, as the ideal world disappears, the idea of returning to her original world also seems to be fading away in her dreams. She no longer owns her original world, and only a dreamlike world remains around her, where she lives, like the one she saw in her girlhood dreams, running wildly in a forest without paths or in a hazy labyrinth.

  Damn the year 1934, damn this strange world I've come to. Ling Xue suddenly and violently overturned the table. The sound shattered the silence into smithereens, tearing the air apart. A mix of painful and pleasant feelings swept over her heart, her face calm and serene as she smashed everything in the room with elegant movements. She smashed each thing one by one, just like humans first created them, full of longing, desire, and wisdom, and imbued with reverence, strength, and perseverance. It turned out that creating things and destroying things required the same mindset, insight, and transcendent thinking.

  "Bang!" "Crash!" "Boom!"... The teapot, tea cups, and mirror were shattered into pieces amidst the various lingering sounds.

  Ling Xue turned around, and at the door stood four people, two small maids and two male bodyguards. They opened their uneasy eyes wide, looking at Ling Xue who was in a mess, confusion, unease, and surprise were all over their faces.

  "Miss, you...?" A maid finally couldn't hold back her curiosity, she asked cautiously, afraid to say another word. Afraid that if luck was bad, Ling Xue would smash her into pieces like an object.

  "Oh!" Ling Xue calmly uttered a sound, making it unclear whether she was joyful or lamenting, "You've arrived just in time." She pointed at the scattered fragments on the ground and said, "Pick all of these up."

  Ling Xue put on her outerwear and shoes, and walked out quickly and lightly. She felt that the house was too small, and staying there was like being a prisoner in a cell. As she walked, she kicked everything in sight, nothing could escape.

  Fresh fragrance floats around, in this small garden grow roses, lilies and some unknown flowers. Sitting on a stone bench by the pond, Ling Xue gazes at the water for a long time.

  To sum it up, she was quite lucky to have escaped from Hei Shi Gu with serious injuries and be rescued by such a wealthy family. Not only did she get to enjoy luxurious food and clothing, but also gained an old mother who doted on her every day, calling her "heart's treasure". However, Ling Xue always seemed lost, as if something was gnawing at her heart.

  Everything here was too strange for her, she urgently wanted to go back, back to her own familiar world. She involuntarily walked forward along the pond, the water flowed through the sluice gate, into the ditch, and out of the courtyard wall. She felt that this sound was a sad cry, and a terrible sob burst out from her chest.

  She let out a soft sigh, and Ling Xue pulled out something resembling a wristband from her pocket. On it was a small iron plaque with a dark texture, the front side had a somewhat strange pattern, while the back side had the character "four". This was what she had picked up in Hei Shi Gu, it was the identification mark given to Huang Li by the organization. It could be confirmed that Huang Li had also arrived in this strange world, but where was he?

  Ling Xue held the small iron plaque under the sunlight, narrowing her eyes to examine it carefully. She had only heard of the term "crossing over", but didn't know the reason behind it. She also knew that talking about this with anyone around her would be pointless and might even lead people to think she was crazy. This absolutely exceeded their understanding, including that cheap brother Murong Chen who looked like he had read a lot of books.

  So now if someone wants to understand her and possibly send her back to her original world, it can only be Huang Li who has had the same experience as her. Although Huang Li was harmed by her, he should not have noticed that what he did was actually very clever. It's just that he himself is overly suspicious and must go back to verify the clear result.

  Ling Xue's eyes darted to the two bodyguards, who were sneaking around and peeking out from a distance with some trepidation, giving Ling Xue an excuse to vent her frustration.

  "Both of you come here." Ling Xue sat down on a stone bench and loudly called out to the guards.

  The two guards exchanged a glance, smiled wryly and puffed out their chests as they walked up to Ling Xue. This young lady who had fallen from the sky had a bad temper after her injury, but the old lady doted on her, fearing that she would run away again, so she ordered them to keep a close eye on her, making them feel like mice in a bellows, suffering from both sides.

  Ling Xue looked at the two guards who were trembling with fear, and a hint of pleasure flashed across her heart. She decided to tease them a bit, making her mood even more pleasant.

  "I want to hear a story, not from books, nor made-up ones, but real ones." Ling Xue put on a serious face, raised her leg, "Whoever tells me a satisfying one will be rewarded with money; if it's not good, I'll let the old lady chase him away."

  Two guards stood there like wooden posts, staring blankly with their eyes fixed on Ling Xue. It wasn't until Ling Xue repeated herself loudly that the two men's eyeballs slowly began to rotate. This was a very strange and difficult request.

  "Hurry up, you first." Ling Xue impatiently pointed at the first unlucky guy.

  "I, I, I said that the Wang family's house is haunted." The guard's head was sweating and he stuttered as he began to tell the story.

  "It doesn't sound good, you go and cool off first. You, say something." Ling Xue said with a lack of interest, yawning and pointing to another guard.

  "Yes, yes, I'm talking about that bandit Du San Dao..." Another guard scratched his ear and began to speak in a nasal tone.

  The two guardians really have no language expression ability, dry and dull, not saying much, the story is also nothing special, telling it makes people feel drowsy, which is a good medicine for insomnia.

  Ling Xue clapped her mouth with her hand and stood up to leave, it was too boring, she really couldn't be bothered to continue arguing with these two guys.

  The two guards misunderstood her meaning, thinking she was going to report them. One of the guards hastily said: "And I have another story. It's about what happened in town a few days ago, a chubby young man knocked down our famous boxer Hu Lao Si, and I saw it with my own eyes..."

  "How did it get knocked over?" Ling Xue asked casually, without putting her mind on this matter.

  "It's like, it's like..." The nurse found it really hard to describe the scene at that time, and got anxious on the ground, imitating Huang Li's actions, looking like a monkey.

  Ling Xue's attitude changed, from the original disdain and casualness, slowly becoming serious.

  "Tell me more about the young man's appearance." Ling Xue sat back down, asking with great interest, and as the guard spoke, a look of excitement appeared on her face, and her eyes also lit up.