"I think that people in your cultivation world might be more familiar with this matter."

Jiang Dai is right.

This situation has indeed occurred in the cultivation world, but it is an extremely rare occurrence.

Moreover, he only knew that this situation existed, but he had not carefully studied how to solve it.

Jiang Dai said to herself:

"Actually, there are similar things in our world, called dissociative identity disorder, where a person has different personalities and thoughts, and even completely different personalities."

"In this matter, I did nothing wrong, and neither did the original owner. I was even somewhat happy for her that she was alive, but..."

Jiang Dai smiled with a complicated expression, confronting the dark side of her own heart.

"If she really comes and I disappear, I will still be reluctant to leave you all."

Juanjuan is indeed the original owner's biological daughter, but Bai Tian's body contains a completely new soul, as do his three sons.

From a purely spiritual perspective, this family, apart from Juanjuan, actually had no connection with the original owner.

Bai Yunqi raised his hand and rubbed his temples.

"Mother, don't worry. I don't think the original owner was a bad person. Wait for me, let me and the third brother think of a way."

As he spoke, the young boy, barely out of school, revealed a bright smile: "Third brother and I are awesome! Besides, doesn't second brother know an old Taoist priest? He has a lot of tricks up his sleeve!"

Jiang Dai chuckled softly, then nodded.

The door opened.

Bai Yunqi smiled easily and said, "It's alright, Mother is fine, don't worry."

Curly nodded with a slight smile, indicating that she understood.

"Juanjuan, go check on Mother first. Your third brother and I will go up the mountain to get some medicine."

Bai Yunqi raised his hand and ruffled his sister's hair before turning and walking towards the door.

The smile vanished the moment he turned away, replaced by a solemn expression.

Bai Yun'an turned around and followed.

Juanjuan stood in the courtyard, watching her two older brothers disappear. The slight upturn of her lips gradually faded into calm.

She felt...

My brother probably wasn't telling the truth.

It was an intuition, a feeling of unease.

Juanjuan looked up at the azure sky, motionless, as if she could see through what lay behind the blue sky.

The Heavenly Dao being watched: ...

"Rolling up".

Jiang Dai's voice came from inside the room.

Juanjuan immediately looked away, and while agreeing, ran into the house to take care of her mother.

Not long after, Bai Tian returned, with the doctor following closely behind him.

After examining Jiang Dai's pulse, the doctor concluded that there was nothing seriously wrong, just some weakness, possibly due to catching a cold...

Before the doctor could finish speaking, Bai Tian suddenly interrupted, his voice lacking its usual respect for the doctor.

"She was coughing up blood, and you're telling me it's because she caught a chill and is a little weak!"

Bai Tian really couldn't hold back anymore.

Coughing up blood definitely means something is wrong!

I'm still a bit weak, probably because I caught a chill. How could it be that simple!

This was the first time Juanjuan had ever seen her father so angry. She didn't dare to breathe loudly and wondered about her mother's current situation. Her heart sank.

"Isn't this better? It's not a big deal."

Jiang Dai waved her hand and winked at Bai Tian.

Bai Tian suppressed his emotions and still saw the doctor out the door.

Jiang Dai yawned and said to the father and daughter by the bed, "I'm going to take a nap. Call me if you need anything."

She was a little sleepy. Sure enough, the saying "illness strikes like a landslide" is true.

It's only when you're sick and feeling unwell that you realize how wonderful it is to be healthy all the time.

Jiang Dai snuggled comfortably into the quilt, the light and warm down comforter, hidden under the simple linen, bringing endless warmth.

I feel very comfortable while sleeping.

Jiang Dai dreamt of the modern world, with familiar skyscrapers, bustling crowds, and a constant stream of cars.

Her little home is still the same as before; she bought and decorated it herself through hard work.

A spacious, single-level apartment with simple decor; if you also had a cat or a dog, life would be absolutely blissful.

Even in a dream, this feeling is incredibly pleasant, relaxing, and satisfying.

It was raining outside, the pitter-patter of the rain seemed to have a hypnotic power, making people not want to wake up at all; falling asleep seemed quite interesting.

While Jiang Dai was sleeping comfortably.

She heard her parents' voices, which were a bit noisy, so she turned over and went back to sleep.

But soon, she heard a small, childish voice.

The name sounds familiar.

Jiang Dai pondered for a moment, then suddenly remembered that she seemed to have had a dream in which she traveled through time.

Wait, time travel!

Jiang Dai struggled to open her eyes, yawning, tears streaming from the corners of her eyes, blurring her vision slightly.

She raised her hand to wipe the corner of her eye, and only then could she see the child in front of her clearly—it was…

"Rolling up".

Juanjuan, who was standing by her mother's side, nodded, her watery eyes filled with worry: "Mother, you've been asleep for almost a day."

Jiang Dai was taken aback: "One day!"

But thinking about her feelings in the dream, and the remnants of the dream, Jiang Dai suddenly realized that it wasn't entirely impossible.

He raised his eyes slightly and realized that everyone in the house was there.

Even though everyone was worried about her, Jiang Dai couldn't help but smile because she felt happy and touched that someone was concerned about her.

"I dreamt of the modern era."

Jiang Dai stroked her little girl's soft hand and calmly dropped a bombshell.

Everyone present was shocked, and even Juanjuan had her own guess.

because……

"Mother, I have found the old Taoist priest who once told my fortune." Bai Yunxing, who had been missing for almost a whole day, finally spoke: "He gave me four words."

Jiang Dai jokingly replied, "Not long for this world?"

Sensing the warning glances from her family members around her, Jiang Dai spat twice as a way of avoiding the omen.

Jiang Dai was indeed a little curious and asked, "Which four characters?"