Dashun Dynasty, Tianwu, 21st year. [ads: This site has changed its URL, shorthand method: ,..]
On a moonlit night with clear stars, a loud thunderclap suddenly exploded in the sky, shaking the roof of the imperial palace a few times, but no rain came.
The director of the Imperial Astronomical Observatory was rushing to the Qiankun Palace and knelt down in front of Emperor Tianwu with a plop: "Your Majesty, the sky is moving strangely, in the northwest direction... the Phoenix Star is coming!"
The hand holding the teacup trembled slightly. "Northwest..." His eyes followed the half-open window and went out. "Speaking of which, Ming'er should be back soon."
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A bolt of lightning struck from the blue in a valley on the northwest border of Dashun, directly blowing up a female corpse in a mass grave.
Feng Yuheng struggled to sit up among the pile of corpses. After a buzzing sound in her head, she finally woke up. But when she opened her eyes, she was frightened by the dead bodies everywhere.
"Shit." She blinked, moved the head on her lap away, and looked around. "Am I dead?"
She clearly remembered that the helicopter she was sitting in exploded, and there was no chance of survival at that altitude. As a senior medical officer of the Marine Corps, she still kept a clear mind at the moment of death, so Feng Yuheng was very sure that she was dead.
That’s right, I died and came back to life.
She stood up among the dead bodies and moved her arms and legs. The next moment, a strange memory suddenly flooded into her mind - Feng Yuheng, 12 years old, the legitimate daughter of Feng Jinyuan, the Left Prime Minister of the Dashun Dynasty. Three years ago, her maternal grandfather's family was convicted and exiled to Huangzhou. Fearing that they would be implicated, her father joined forces with her grandmother to demote her mother, Yao, and then promoted the concubine Shen to the position of legitimate wife.
That wasn’t the end. Immediately afterwards, a fortune-teller appeared out of nowhere, pointed at Feng Yuheng and said, “This girl has bad luck in her life. If she continues to stay in the mansion, sooner or later she will destroy the Feng family.”
So, with a wave of her old hand, the grandmother sent Feng Yuheng, Yao, and her three-year-old brother Feng Zirui to a remote northwestern mountain village to fend for themselves.
"I'm so tired." After reviewing the original owner's life like watching a movie, Feng Yuheng had to accept a reality: "I traveled through time!"
Different times, different ages, different backgrounds, different looks, the only thing in common is a name.
"Don't worry!" She patted her right hand with her left hand and said comfortingly: "I understand your grievances. Now that I'm here, I will not let those who bullied you get away with it. Fengfu, right? I will settle this account for you!"
Suddenly, a soft sigh came from her mind, and then a girl's voice floated up, with only one sentence: "Thank you." Her nerves trembled slightly, as if something was gradually fading away.
Feng Yuheng raised her lips and smiled softly. It seemed that the original owner of this body was very unwilling to die, and was willing to leave only after hearing her promise. However... having such a father and such a family of so-called relatives, it is right to hate them!
She has always been a person who values her promises. Since she has taken possession of someone else's body, she must naturally take revenge.
Feng Yuheng patted his dirty coarse cloth clothes, used a few dead bodies as tiptoes and climbed out of the mass grave swiftly. Before he could observe the terrain, he heard a burst of human voices coming over -
"If we sell that girl to Zuihualou in the capital, we can get at least fifty taels of silver. If we can make this deal, not only will it be enough to find a wife for Gouwazi, but it will also be enough for me to marry two more children."
"You wish! If you dare to ask me for help, I will go to jail with you and report this to the government!"
"Alright, alright, I'm just saying it casually, you bitch, why are you talking so much nonsense!"
Feng Yuheng's eyebrows were knotted, and the original owner's memory rolled up again - her mother was seriously ill, and she went to the nearby mountain to collect herbs, and was suddenly knocked unconscious. Before fainting, she looked back and forth, and the man who was holding the stick and had not had time to put it down was Wang Shugen, a man from the Wang family at the east end of the village.
At eight o'clock behind her, Feng Yuheng had an accurate positioning ability. As the sound got closer, she crouched, looked around quickly, and found a mountain crevice with dense branches and leaves and crawled in.
Now is not the time to act rashly. Feng Yuheng never takes things lightly. She has just arrived at this place and knows nothing except the memories of the original owner. In addition, with her small body of 12 years old, thin arms and legs, she is not stupid enough to fight with two well-prepared adults.
Just as he hid, he saw the couple holding torches and sneaking into the burial pit. Feng Yuheng stared at them for a while and confirmed their identities. They were Wang Shugen and his mother-in-law Xu.
After the two searched everywhere but found nothing, Xu became anxious: "That's not right! It was clearly thrown here, where is the person?"
Wang Shugen stamped his feet and said, "Did he run away?"
"Impossible! The amount of medicine is enough for her to sleep for two days and two nights. How could she wake up that night?"
Wang Shugen was furious: "Then where did you say the person went?"
Xu was also getting anxious: "What's the point of yelling at me! After she was knocked unconscious, we both drugged her together. You saw it with your own eyes. Why are you just slacking off on me?"
Wang Shugen had nothing to say. He lowered his head sullenly and continued to search for the body. Xu also followed him and continued to look for it.
Feng Yuheng contacted the original owner's memory and finally figured out what was going on.
Could it be that this couple had knocked the original owner unconscious and drugged him, then left him in this mass grave, and dug him out in the dead of night and took him to the provincial capital to sell him for money?
Feng Yuheng subconsciously touched his cheek. So, the original owner was pretty good-looking?
Reaching out his hand and grabbing a handful of gravel on the ground, Feng Yuheng raised the corners of his lips and put on an evil smile. Suddenly, he flicked his finger and a stone flew towards Xu's head.
Then the woman screamed, "Ah!" and then she asked, "Who? Who hit me?"
Wang Shugen stopped and looked back at her: "Where is that person?"
"Yes! Someone just hit me on the head."
As he was speaking, another stone flew over, this time aiming at the center of Wang Shugen's eyebrows.
"Ah!" The man also screamed, but before he could finish, pain came from all over his body one after another.
The two men were so frightened that the torches in their hands fell to the ground, igniting the corpse, which soon burned.
"Let's go!" Finally, Wang Shugen still had some rationality. He grabbed Xu, who was slumped on the ground, and climbed out of the pit.
Unfortunately, after finally climbing up, she suddenly felt a pain in her leg and fell down again. Xu's fat body rolled in the pit like a ball, and the flames soon burned her clothes.
Wang Shugen was not much better off. His clothes were burnt to pieces, his legs were bleeding, and a large piece of flesh was burned off his left face.
Feng Yuheng threw out the last stone, patted the dust off his hands, and no longer paid attention to the two people who were struggling to climb out of the pit.
It’s better not to cause any death on your first day here, as it’s unlucky.
Seeing the two running away, the fire in the mass grave was still burning. Feng Yuheng clasped his hands together and bowed to the place, "Dust to dust, ashes to ashes, burning is better than throwing the bodies in the wilderness."
"Hmph." Suddenly, a light snort came from not far behind her, and Feng Yuheng was so frightened that her hair stood on end. It wasn't that she was scared, but she was surprised that the mantis was catching the cicada and the oriole was behind it, and she didn't even notice it.
Think of her as a 21st century master of both Chinese and Western medicine. She followed her grandfather in the military camp at the age of 12 and trained with the troops. She never backed down in the wind and rain. She had developed a perception several times sharper than that of ordinary people, and she also had a lot of hard skills. She was on the operating table at the age of 18, and was already a senior medical officer in the Marine Corps at the age of 25. If she hadn't died at the age of 28... her achievements would have been even greater.
Not wanting to think about the past, Feng Yuheng turned around and looked in the direction where the voice came from.
A man, or maybe a young man, about 20 years old, wearing a dark purple brocade robe, with long hair tied up, a face as sharp as a knife, and a pair of eyes that shot cold stars, as sharp as a hunting eagle. A purple lotus pattern the size of a small fingernail between his eyebrows made this already handsome face look even more weird.
only……
Feng Yuheng frowned and sniffed twice, a bloody smell filled the air. She subconsciously looked down and saw the man sitting on a straw mat with his legs stretched out, his knees stained with blood.
"Who are you?" She asked cautiously. Judging from the current situation, this man did not pose a threat to her. She was a doctor, and she knew that the injuries to his legs were serious without a close look. At least for now, it was impossible for him to stand up.
Hearing her question, the man snorted again, but did not answer. However, when he snorted, the corners of his lips slightly raised made his face more charming.
Feng Yuheng shuddered out of thin air. This man was born with both nobility and charm. Even though his face was pale, sweat was dripping on his forehead, and his legs were in such a mess, it did not affect his aura at all. He was simply a disaster for the country and the people!
"Get out when you've seen enough." The man leaned against the rock wall and spoke coldly. He didn't ignore the way the wild girl swallowed her saliva with a crazy look on her face.
Feng Yuheng was annoyed by people who talked like that. Why should he just let her go?
He simply walked two steps further inside and found a haystack to sit down. "Did you dig the mountain? Did you dig the crack? I won't leave. What can you do to me?"
After she finished speaking, she seemed to have thought of something, and she looked outside and suddenly laughed out loud: "Hey! Now it's not just me who has to leave, you have to leave too!" She pointed at the fire burning in the mass grave, "At this rate, this place will soon be burned down."
That person also turned his head, and when he took a look, his face turned pale again, his brows were twisted into a knot, and the purple lotus was gathered tightly, which made people feel uneasy.
"Forget it." Feng Yuheng felt that she had no resistance to a man who looked like this. She stood up and walked to the man, "I'll give you a hand, can you walk?"
The man looked her up and down. The girl was no more than ten years old, and her body was so thin that it would almost break if bent. Although she had thrown the stone beautifully just now, it was just a trick. It would still be difficult for her to support his weight.
"Speak now!" Feng Yuheng fanned her nose with her hand. "The fire isn't very big, but don't you think the smell is getting stronger? This mountain crack faces the wind. We are smelling the smell of roasting corpses! Roasting human flesh! Roasting..."
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