Chapter 191 Searching for His Name
The medicine is in your hat.
Yun Yang's pupils suddenly contracted; the system was still active.
[It's effective if consumed within 24 hours; if you're away from your original world for too long, it becomes ineffective.]
As soon as she finished speaking, Yun Yang felt her wrist loosen.
The two ropes binding her hands disappeared.
As soon as her hands were freed, Yun Yang began frantically groping her body.
She reached into the hat and touched the medicine bottle, but without even looking at it, she threw it aside.
"Where are you? Come out now!"
She lowered her voice and hissed at the air.
"Take me back quickly!"
The system remained silent for a moment.
It's unnecessary...
"What do you mean it's unnecessary?" Yun Yang's tears welled up again, her voice trembling with sobs and urgency. "You still need to find the next time traveler!"
【Sister Yang, try to think positively. You two are from completely different worlds; you can't be together.】
"Don't give me that nonsense!"
"Aren't you just middlemen who make money? All my money is yours!"
"Let me go, or let him live!"
She had never believed in love.
But there was only one person who treated her as sincerely as Li Yuan.
All she wanted was for Li Yuan to come home.
Let him feel the wind and sunshine in his own world, and live a dazzling life.
Because someone as good as him deserves the best life.
The system let out a barely audible sigh.
[Host, although our journey together was extremely unpleasant, I still wish you a pleasant life. Goodbye forever.]
After saying that, the system went completely silent.
No matter how much Yunyang called out in her mind, there was no response.
It's gone.
They're really gone.
Yun Yang felt as if all her strength had been drained away in an instant.
Smoke curled from the palace walls, the sandalwood incense mingling with despair, crashing down from all sides.
She knelt again on the prayer mat in front of the hall, clasping her hands together: "My name is Yun Yang, my ID number is..."
Repeating it over and over again...
Tears streamed down her face, dripping onto the prayer mat and leaving deep and shallow stains.
"Hey, I'm telling you, you can't sell things here."
A strong, resonant voice rang out from behind her.
Yun Yang turned around and saw an old man in a security guard uniform walking towards her with a frown.
She sniffled and explained in a muffled voice, "I'm not selling anything."
The security guard looked her up and down, his suspicion growing stronger.
"Then what's all that jingling on you?"
His gaze then fell on the two large suitcases at her feet and the golden statue that had fallen to the side.
"And what's with this statue? This is the Yonghe Temple, we don't sell Zhang Fei merchandise here, let's go, let's go!"
Yun Yang followed his gaze and glanced at him.
The pure gold statue of Shen Mingyue's uncle, due to corrosion from chemicals, has a pitted and uneven face, and with the hair that hasn't been completely washed off, it does indeed look a bit like Zhang Fei.
Yun Yang took a deep breath, feeling that she couldn't explain it to him.
She bent down and pulled the wad of banknotes that Guchiro had given her before he left from the suitcase.
"Grandpa, I'm not leaving, I want to donate money for incense."
Money makes the world go round.
With her current assets, she could easily afford to book the entire Yonghe Temple for a three-day, three-night Water and Land Dharma Assembly, let alone donate money for incense offerings.
How could I be mistaken for a small vendor and chased away?
The security guard stared blankly at the stack of colorful banknotes that Yun Yang handed him.
He then shook his head, his eyes filled with sympathy and regret.
"Sigh, what a beautiful young girl, what a pity, what a pity."
He pulled a walkie-talkie from his waist and pressed the call button.
"Hello, is this command center? A mentally unstable person has been found in the main hall. Requesting backup."
Yun Yang's mind went blank for a moment.
He pointed the wad of money at the security guard.
Hey! Why are you swearing at me like that!
"I'll file a complaint against you, believe it or not!"
I'm speechless!
Just because she wore a down jacket on a hot day, does that mean she's mentally ill?
I'm prone to feeling cold! I have a cold uterus! I can't stand being so sensitive to the cold!
The old man was clearly startled by her overreaction and took a step back, but he gripped the walkie-talkie even tighter.
If money can't get the old man to work, then there must not be enough money.
Yun Yang lowered her head, intending to tear off another stack, but upon seeing those gray-blue banknotes, she instantly realized what was going on.
Brother Ji gave her SB (a type of currency), not RMB.
What's the difference between this thing and paper money?
A tremendous sense of powerlessness and absurdity swept over me.
Yun Yang was so angry that her head throbbed. She raised her foot and kicked Shen Mingyue's uncle hard.
A muffled clang rang out.
The statue fell to the ground.
She looked up and glanced again at the vigilant security guard.
"Sir, can I pay by scanning a QR code?"
The security guard looked at her and nodded solemnly.
"No problem, girl, don't get excited."
Who would dare to mess with a mentally ill person who could go insane at any moment?
The police arrived shortly afterward.
However, it wasn't an uncle who came; it was two very gentle-looking policewomen.
They positioned themselves on either side of Yunyang, using a friendly yet irresistible force to hold her arms.
"Young lady, tell us what's wrong, and we'll help you solve it."
"Let's talk somewhere else. It's crowded and hot here."
Along with her two incredibly heavy suitcases, and the half-crippled Zhang Fei, they were all carried away.
The air conditioning in the police station was very cold.
Yunyang took off her down jacket, but underneath she was still wearing thermal underwear and a sweater, so she was still covered in sweat.
"Winning the lottery is a great thing, but you have to keep a steady mindset."
The policewoman earnestly advised, "You won't have any worries from now on! Don't do anything rash."
Yun Yang nodded blankly: "Yes, definitely."
Thanks to the shitty system.
To make this money that appeared out of nowhere seem legitimate, they actually fabricated a lottery winning record for her.
That's really simple and straightforward.
What lottery ticket could possibly win you a billion dollars?
Doesn't anyone find that strange?
But right now, she couldn't care less about that.
Seeing that she still looked lost and dejected, with melancholy in her eyes, the policewoman was still worried.
"Do you live alone? Where do you live? Let us take you home."
Although it's unclear whether it's true or not, the jewelry the girl was wearing was dazzlingly bright.
It's so bad that even the police would want to rob it.
I really don't feel comfortable leaving her alone.
Yunyang gave an address.
And so, on her very first day back in the real world, she was escorted by police cars back to her dilapidated rented room with a monthly rent of 1,800 yuan.
The door closed, leaving only her and Shen Mingyue's uncle in the room.
Everything is still the same as when she left.
Time in this world did not pass after she left.
Now that I'm back, everything that happened in Xiaoyuan seems like a dream.
Yun Yang didn't even look at it, rushed straight to the desk, and opened her laptop.
I opened my browser and typed that name into the search box, word by word.
Li Yuan.
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