The girl's long hair was lake green and was simply tied into a high ponytail. Her long and smooth hair hung down behind her like silk. Her eyes were also a clear green, like a dazzling gem, translucent and clean.
"Tian Miao, you're finally awake." Zhu Tong held the bowl and sat down beside the bed, looking worried. "You've had a fever for a whole day and night. I made some medicine for you. Drink some quickly."
Lan Zhi relied on her memory to recognize that the girl in front of her was her "sister". Lan Zhi couldn't help but be distracted, thinking: Although they are both green, my sister's eyes are much more beautiful than Bai Fei's.
"What are you thinking about?" Seeing his brother in a daze, Zhu Tong reached out and touched his forehead, breathing a sigh of relief. "Fortunately, your fever has subsided, but you must take the medicine to prevent it from coming back soon."
"Okay, I'll drink..."
She couldn't drink it because she had to think about the baby in her belly.
Lan Zhi took the bowl and said, "Sister, this medicine smells so bitter, can you give me something sweet?"
Zhu Tong was silent for a moment before saying, "...Okay."
Our family is not well off, and it’s already great to have enough food to eat. Where does the sugar come from?
Zhu Tong thought her brother was just confused due to the fever, but she felt very guilty inside. She felt that she was incompetent and couldn't even afford brown sugar. She walked out of the thatched hut. It was raining outside. A trace of determination flashed in Zhu Tong's eyes, and she ran out in the rain.
In the house, Lan Zhi poured out the bowl of black medicine. She looked up at the roof. The house was too dilapidated. It was raining heavily outside and drizzling inside. There were three leaks on the roof. Lan Zhi didn't know how to repair the roof. She walked out of the room. In her memory, there was a bachelor living next door.
And the appearance of that bachelor... was the same middle-aged man in green clothes that Lan Zhi met before entering the secret realm.
In Chihu Village, the middle-aged man in green clothes is currently a hunter. He has meat to eat during festivals. The hunter has a good heart and occasionally helps Zhutong and his sister.
The Zhu family was very poor and didn't even have a raincoat to protect them from the rain. Fortunately, the rain outside had subsided a little. Lan Zhi braved the rain and came to the neighbor's house and knocked on the gate.
"Who is it?"
The hunter's surname was Wang. He opened the door, saw Lan Zhi, and scolded her, "Why are you running around in the rain, kid? Come in!"
Hunter Wang brewed a bowl of hot ginger soup. Lan Zhi held the bowl with both hands and said thank you. The bowl was a little hot, so Lan Zhi put it on the table and turned to look at the layout of the hunter's house.
Hunter Wang's family conditions were obviously much better than the Zhu family's. Bows and arrows, long swords and other items were hung on the wall, as well as a tattered piece of skin, and no one knew what animal the skin came from.
"Tian Miao, why did you come to me? Where is your sister?" asked Wang the Hunter.
Lan Zhi was vague. She didn't have much affection for the sister in her memory. Lan Zhi had never seen Zhu Tong before, nor had she heard of humanoid beasts in the country of Da Rui. However, Lan Zhi had seen many black stone beasts carved on the gate of the secret realm, and Zhu Tong happened to be a beast. This made Lan Zhi suspect that Zhu Tong was a special character in the secret realm of the Medical Saint, so she found an excuse to send Zhu Tong away, and then came to the neighbors to inquire about the situation.
Hunter Wang is a kind and easy-going man. He chatted with Lan Zhi casually. Through the conversation, Lan Zhi found that Hunter Wang thought that his ancestors were all hunters. He felt that he was a native of Chihu Village. He didn't remember at all that he entered the Secret Realm of the Medical Saint in order to find his junior sister, and he didn't remember that he was a cultivator.
"Then why do I still remember all this?" Lan Zhi was puzzled. She guessed that it might be because she did not actually take the black pill, or because her spiritual consciousness was strong, so the memory was not easy to erase. It might also be because Lan Zhi had been reborn once, and was entangled with the power of time and space. She was protected by the way of heaven, so a mere secret realm could not erase her original memory.
Whatever the reason, this was a good thing. Lan Zhi didn't intend to make it public. She clearly remembered that she came to the secret realm to find her brothers and get them out safely. But Lan Zhi didn't know what this secret realm wanted to test her. In order not to alert the enemy, she planned to blend in here first.
In "Fifteen Years of False Memories", Zhu Tianmiao is a child spoiled by his sister. He doesn't need to work, and his daily life is eating, drinking and having fun. Of course, there is nothing to play with. In the memory, Zhu Tianmiao rarely goes out to play with his peers. Most of the time he plays with mud and wood in the yard, or looks for Wang the Hunter next door, who will make him a small slingshot.
"Uncle Wang, I suddenly realized that I have lived in the village for so many years, but I have no contact with other villagers..."
Lan Zhi thought for a moment and continued, "I vaguely remember seeing some villagers from afar. I knew their names and identities, but I wasn't familiar with them at all..."
Lan Zhi guessed that the life memories arranged by this secret realm for everyone were not perfect. After all, there were too many people in the entire village. If there were a lot of intersections between people, complex interpersonal relationships would arise. Therefore, her memory only included the time when she and her sister Zhutong depended on each other, occasionally interspersed with the scene of her neighbor Wang the Hunter delivering things to the siblings, but she had basically no intersection with other villagers.
Hunter Wang said, "I don't recognize everyone in the village. I just remember that the village chief's family often came to me to buy meat. The other villagers also came to me occasionally to buy meat, but not often. I didn't know any of them well, and I only spoke a few words to them."
——This confirmed Lan Zhi’s guess. In the false memory in Hunter Wang’s mind, he didn’t communicate much with other villagers.
Hunter Wang turned to look at Lan Zhi and said, "I remember you never came to my house on your own initiative. Today is the first time... Is your family in trouble? Just ask. I will definitely help if I can."
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