"So, this ghost thing flew into my brain?" Xiao Bai was confused and at a loss: "So, am I going to die?"

"Ah!!! What brain! It's the sea of ​​consciousness!" The book spirit was about to collapse: "Damn! My house was robbed! This damn thing actually dared to steal my things! I'll beat him to death!"

After the Book Spirit finished speaking, it instantly disappeared from the spot. The next moment, Xiao Bai only felt that the Book Spirit's roar came from his sea of ​​consciousness:

"What the hell! What are you doing?!"

His head suddenly felt painful, and the next moment, Xiao Bai lost consciousness.

Murong An instantly stepped forward to catch Xiao Bai's body, and with his backhand, he threw out a spiritual chain, binding the big fish tightly! As the parasitic host of the nightmare, the big fish has been parasitic for so many years, and there must be a deep connection between the two. He had to find a way to use it to draw out the nightmare. He just didn't know if Xiao Bai's sea of ​​consciousness and spiritual consciousness could withstand the absorption of the nightmare. After all, she had not professionally studied the operation of spiritual consciousness. Her sea of ​​consciousness was very weak, and her spiritual consciousness was not strong. She was afraid that before she could find a way, her spiritual consciousness would be sucked out by the nightmare. That would be...

He didn't want to bring a fool back to Mother Xiao! Murong An held his forehead helplessly.

Although Xiao Bai's mind was bustling at this moment, it was not as dangerous as Murong An had imagined, because Xiao Bai's sea of ​​consciousness seemed to be more solid than imagined, and her spiritual consciousness was far more powerful than that of ordinary people.

As soon as the book spirit entered Xiao Bai's sea of ​​consciousness, it rushed straight towards the light blue invader. They were all spiritual bodies, and he had no spiritual consciousness to be absorbed by the nightmare, so who was afraid of who!

So after Xiao Bai fell unconscious, his consciousness entered his own sea of ​​​​consciousness, and what he saw was two little men fighting each other!

The book spirit grabbed the humanoid light blue figure fiercely. The size of Nightmare in the sea of ​​consciousness was much smaller than it looked from the outside, and it looked more like a light blue figure, but its facial features and appearance could not be seen clearly.

The two little men wrestled with each other, hitting each other from top to bottom and rolling from left to right in Xiao Bai's sea of ​​consciousness, stirring up the originally calm sea of ​​consciousness like the sea encountering wind and waves.

Xiao Bai wanted to go up and help, but his consciousness was too weak and he couldn't catch up with them. He could only watch them fighting fiercely with his blood boiling. Although in Xiao Bai's eyes, it was more like children pulling each other's hair.

However, the sea of ​​consciousness was churning more and more violently. Xiao Bai's sea of ​​consciousness was originally like a calm lake, with a small white island in the middle, like a small iceberg. She rarely paid attention to her sea of ​​consciousness, and only used her spiritual sense a few times to communicate with the book spirit, so she was not familiar with her sea of ​​consciousness.

This was also the first time that her spiritual consciousness appeared in her sea of ​​consciousness. She looked around curiously at this medium-sized space. It was indeed quite fresh, except that the iceberg-like island in the middle was very strange, and she seemed unable to get close to it.

Xiao Bai wanted to go out, but strangely, she couldn't go out now.

The two little guys fought more and more fiercely, and the lake water in the space fluctuated more and more violently. Suddenly, a wave hit, and Xiao Bai was hit on the iceberg and crashed straight into the iceberg. His consciousness fell into coma again.

Xiao Bai:········

Why am I always the one who gets hurt? Next time I watch a play, I must stay far away!

When Xiao Bai woke up again, she suspected that she had traveled through time, because when she opened her eyes, she saw a dilapidated thatched house! And she was wearing a gray dress that was obviously from ancient times!

So, what is going on?!

"Cuihua! You're such a money-loser! Why haven't you gotten up yet? You're the only old woman left in the whole village, and you still have the nerve to lie in bed! Hurry up and get out to work! There's so much work in the fields that I can't handle it!"

A high-pitched voice of a middle-aged woman came from far away, cursing.

Xiao Bai clutched her forehead and struggled to get out of bed. Not only was her mind foggy, but her head and body ached as well. She couldn't focus on anything else, dazed as she surveyed the room. The entire house was made of red mud, with a few wooden beams straddling the roof, and thick layers of grass on top. The walls were the kind that shed yellow mud when touched, leaving holes wherever you knocked. It was a typical rural home, made of mud mixed with wheat straw and glutinous rice.

In the past, the old house of Xiao Bai’s great-grandfather seemed to be made of this kind of loess. Over time, various birds and squirrels would dig holes in the wall under the eaves, and the holes were full of nests of bird eggs. She even went to dig them out!

The room was so simple that you could see through it at a glance. There was a bed made of several wooden boards, with a few larger stones underneath. A layer of rice straw was laid on the boards, and a layer of tattered gray linen was covered on top. There was also a broken table and a broken box next to it.

Xiao Bai stumbled to the table and searched for a mirror, but couldn't find one. She wondered, how could there be a mirror in such a shabby, old house? She ignored the woman's cries outside, leaned against the wall to open the door, and looked outside. She saw a short, dark-skinned woman standing at the gate with her hands on her hips. The space outside the room was clear at a glance: there was a larger loess house next to it, a simple kitchen with thatched roof to shelter from the rain, and a small, doorless utility room filled with firewood. The entire yard was simply surrounded by bamboo poles.

There didn't seem to be a faucet! But luckily, there was a broken, old water tank next to the gate, and it seemed to still have water in it!

She didn't care what the woman was mumbling, she threw herself beside the water tank and looked inside.

She was amazed by her reflection in the water!

This is still her appearance, but she seems to be several years younger. She looks very similar to when she was seventeen or eighteen years old, just thinner, or pale and skinny!

So, was she reborn again? Or did she travel through time?!

"You stupid girl! I've been talking to you for so long and you didn't respond. Are you stupid?"

Suddenly, a withered, thin, but powerful black hand grabbed her ear and twisted it hard!