Hungry... so hungry...
Xiang Sheng, who was in a coma, couldn't help but frown and subconsciously pressed his stomach.
How could she be hungry?
...The last time I ate was before I was hospitalized two years ago. After that, I became terminally ill and my vital signs were maintained through a gastric tube.
But the burning pain in her stomach was so intense that she quickly woke up from her confusion.
She suddenly opened her eyes, sat up, and looked around blankly.
It was a dark room, devoid of windows. Furnished with only a table and a stool, the chopsticks on the table, surrounded by a bowl, were covered in a ring of green mold. The bowl itself was spotless, without a single drop of water.
Xiang Sheng licked his cracked lips and turned his eyes to continue looking.
No matter how you look at it, this doesn't look like a ward in Tianhai City First Hospital.
Am I finally dead? But this place doesn't seem to be the underworld.
Suddenly, a strange memory emerged from my mind, and scenes flashed through my mind.
Xiang Sheng, the concubine daughter of the Xiang family, a seventh-rank cultivation family in the northern part of Dongzhou, ranks 72nd in the clan, and her spiritual roots are... of mixed quality.
The world of cultivation? !
Xiang Sheng's eyelashes trembled slightly in shock.
Could it be the world of cultivation in my dream?
The dream becomes reality?
So is his existence real?
After a moment of confusion, Xiang Sheng was quickly pulled back to reality by the intense feeling of hunger.
She touched her shriveled belly and got out of bed. Using a stool as a crutch, she walked to the door, leaned in close to the crack, and saw that it was locked.
Xiang Sheng frowned slightly.
In my memory, the Xiang family was a dominant cultivation family, dominating the region and owning Xiangcheng. The Xiang family head was fond of women and had many children, as evidenced by the fact that the original owner was ranked 72nd among his descendants.
The original owner's mother's family was just a wealthy mortal businessman. His mother died early and he had no talent for cultivation, so he was not favored in the Xiang family.
She searched through the original owner's memories of the past fifteen years. This child was either being bullied or on the way to being bullied. He was a submissive person and there was no possibility of him making enemies with others.
Who wants her dead and what is the motive?
Xiang Sheng was about to continue searching her memory for suspicious people when she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her stomach. The pain made her gasp and she immediately lost all her thoughts.
Although she often heard him say in her dreams that the world of cultivation was not a good place, she was too unlucky. Would she starve to death again after traveling through time after death?
"...Here, Miss Qin...Is what I said correct?"
Suddenly, intermittent sounds were heard, and Xiang Sheng was startled. He immediately abandoned those unfounded thoughts and lay down by the door to listen carefully.
"The door is locked. The young lady left the family long ago and her whereabouts are unknown."
"I don't believe it. Open the door and see."
"Miss Qin, this is Miss Sheng's room after all. Isn't this...inappropriate?"
Bang--
Immediately followed by a "clang" sound, it was the sound of a door being kicked open, and the sound was not far away, just next door.
"Hey! Miss Qin, you've broken the rules. How are we, the servants, going to explain this to you?"
The maid Wangchun said angrily, but Qinji didn't care at all and just glanced coldly at the furniture in the room.
Suddenly, she walked to the table, brushed a little dust with her fingertips, twisted it, and her eyes narrowed immediately. "You said Miss Sheng left a long time ago, why is the dust on this table so thin? It seems like she left less than a month ago."
Wangchun's heart skipped a beat, but she remained silent. "Miss Qin, the young lady left in a hurry and didn't lock the door. After cleaning for a while, I found that the young lady had not returned yet, so I locked the door. I forgot to tell you before, so please forgive me, Miss Qin."
This explanation was indeed reasonable. Qin Ji couldn't refute it. After a moment of silence, he sighed and said, "Never mind. She just wasn't that lucky."
She turned around and was about to leave when she suddenly heard a crisp "pop" sound coming from next door.
Wangchun's expression changed slightly.
Haunted?!
She had just gone in to check this morning. The person had been dead for several days. She didn't have a chance to clean up the body just because Qin Ji came. How could there be such a noise?
"Where does the noise come from?"
Qinji's face wrinkled slightly as she tried to follow the sound. Wangchun saw her and immediately stepped forward to stop her, saying, "Miss Qin! The servants use the toilet next door. I'm afraid a mouse may have broken something. You'd better not go in. It might pollute your eyes."
Qinji not only did not stop after hearing this, but instead rushed to the next room at an even faster speed, and Wangchun couldn't stop him no matter what he did.
"Miss Qin...Miss Qin!"
Hearing the sound approaching quickly, Xiang Sheng curled his lips slightly, picked up a piece of broken porcelain, and threw it out through the gap under the door.
Qin Ji, who had just arrived, happened to see this scene. His face changed slightly and he rushed to the door in three or two steps. Without saying a word, he drew his sword, broke the door lock, and opened the door.
"Ms. Sheng?!"
Qin Ji looked at the pale, skinny, disheveled girl lying on the ground at the doorway and was momentarily shocked. "Miss Sheng, is that you?"
The girl nodded weakly: "Please, help me catch Wangchun back."
Qin Ji was startled when he heard this. He turned around and saw Wang Chun who had already escaped for a distance. He snorted coldly, dodged and grabbed her neck, then threw her towards the door.
"ah!"
Wangchun screamed and fell on his face, leaving a bloody mark on the bluestone slab.
She ignored the burning pain on her face and immediately stood up, kneeling down and knelt, kowtowing repeatedly: "Miss... I won't dare to do it again! Spare my life! Please spare my life!"
The bloody face made Xiang Shengmei's heart beat fast.
She took a deep breath and said slowly, "You asked me to spare your life, and I really want to give you a way out, but if I do this... who will repay me for my life?"
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