Chapter 2 White Clothes



She wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth with her sleeve and muttered to herself: "Without spiritual energy... I am really restricted."

Every world has its own laws. If she were in the Yaoling Realm, saving a mortal would be a piece of cake for her. However, the spiritual energy in this world was too weak, and she was bound by the laws of heaven, so many of her methods could not be used.

In this world, the resurrection of the dead is against the will of heaven, and she must pay a price for it.

Juanbi slowly opened her eyes, her eyes were hazy and unfocused, until the moment she looked into Gu Yanfei's eyes, her eyes suddenly widened, and she weakly called out, "Miss...Mother..."

Juanbi tried to raise her right hand, but was grabbed by Gu Yanfei.

"I'm here." Gu Yanfei unnoticeably checked Juanbi's pulse again and said with relief, "You'll be fine."

Gu Yanfei curled her lips and smiled, her blood-stained lips were as red as a peony.

From Juanbi's angle at the moment, she could not see Gu Yanfei's red, swollen and bleeding left forehead, but only her intact right half of the face.

Her hair is as black as ink, her lips are as red as vermilion, and her skin is brighter than snow.

The young girl in her prime is like a lotus emerging from the green waves, gorgeous and elegant, dazzling and beautiful. She is so beautiful that one would like to heap the most gorgeous words in the world onto her.

This smile is so stunning that it can captivate the whole country.

Juanbi was stunned and smiled foolishly. She felt vaguely that this quiet and introverted second girl seemed to have become a little different.

A cool breeze suddenly blew, causing the tattered curtains to flutter, and also blew away the talisman ashes that were originally stuck to Juanbi's temples. In the blink of an eye, the ashes disappeared, and only a faint smell of burning filled the air.

Juanbi's nose twitched slightly, and just as she was about to say something, she heard Gu Yanfei say again: "Juanbi, we have to leave here quickly."

Gu Yanfei held Juanbi's cold hand tightly, his eyes firm as a rock.

In her previous life, everyone else died and she survived by chance, but she fell into a coma due to the violent impact. Her last memory of this carriage was blood and corpses.

She had a high fever and was in a daze. When she woke up, she was already in Danyang City.

What happened that day became a nightmare that would haunt her for the rest of her life.

Fortunately——

She is no longer the same person she was in her previous life.

"The girl is right, it's too dangerous here, we have to leave quickly!" Juanbi nodded repeatedly without saying a word.

She packed a bag as quickly as possible, feeling somewhat uneasy: today she and her daughter went to Daxing Temple in the western suburbs to burn incense, but unexpectedly encountered a landslide on the way back. This area was too remote, and there was no one to be seen within a few miles...

“Squeak…”

Gu Yanfei pushed open the shaky door of the carriage and got off.

Outside the carriage, dust was flying, forming a thick gray fog. Rocks of all sizes could be seen everywhere. There were also some scattered gravel on the high cliffs that rolled down from time to time, making the scene devastated.

The air was filled with a lingering smell of blood that made people want to vomit.

The horse pulling the carriage was dead, and so were the coachman and the maid. Their bodies lay lying beside the carriage. The ground was stained red with pools of blood, and there was almost no place to step.

Looking at this tragic scene, Gu Yanfei's eyes gradually darkened, like a bottomless pool. He leaned down and personally closed the eyes of the coachman and the old woman who died with their eyes open, and silently recited the mantra for rebirth.

Several lives were lost because of Fang Mingfeng's selfishness!

And this is just the beginning...

Some memories that had become a little vague after two lifetimes gradually reappeared in her mind. Gu Yanfei's eyes gradually became colder. Under the setting sun, the corners of her eyes were slightly red, as if stained with blood.

The elegant and beautiful girl formed a sharp contrast with the tragedy around her.

Gu Yanfei had just finished reciting the mantra for rebirth when Juanbi, who had packed her bag, got off the carriage.

"Girl..." Juanbi leaned towards Gu Yanfei uneasily, her little face pale.

Gu Yanfei quietly calculated a fortune with his fingers in his sleeve, then raised his hand and pointed in the direction of the setting sun: "Let's go that way."

According to the hexagram, opportunity lies in the west.

Juanbi quickly put a cloak on Gu Yanfei and helped her walk westward. Because the ground was full of gravel and the road was bumpy, the master and servant walked very slowly.

The mountain breeze blew, and the cool wind blowing towards him made Gu Yanfei's cloak puff up and rustle.

The sun sets in the west, and golden-red sunlight pours down on the mountains and fields.

After walking for a cup of tea, they finally got out of the valley full of fallen rocks. When Juanbi looked back, she could no longer see the carriage behind her.

Gu Yanfei stopped and touched her abdomen calmly. She felt a dull pain in her abdomen and an indescribable discomfort. She thought: Could it be that she had some internal injuries? Should she find some herbs nearby...

Just as the thought came to my mind, I heard a young man's high-pitched duck voice coming from not far ahead: "I'm not mistaken. Something fell down from the mountain. It should be a carriage."

"Xiao Shi, maybe it was a rock slide." Then, another steady male voice sounded, "If the carriage fell from such a high place, I'm afraid it would be very dangerous."

As the two men talked, the sound of horse hooves approached, mixed with the sound of wheel wheels and horse bells.

Soon, a simple green-covered carriage came into the sight of Gu Yanfei and Juanbi, and slowly drove towards them, with the bells on the horses' necks jingling.

The driver was a plain-looking young man in his early twenties, dressed in gray, with a dark-skinned boy of about thirteen or fourteen sitting next to him.

They also saw Gu Yanfei and his servant, and the carriage was parked two feet away.

"Why are you two girls here?" The young man called Xiao Shi spoke in a rough voice, looking at Gu Yanfei curiously.

"My carriage accidentally encountered a landslide and fell off the cliff over there. Only my maid and I were lucky enough to survive, and everyone else..." As he said this, Gu Yanfei pointed in the direction she came from and sighed softly.

"The girl is really blessed with a long life." Xiao Shi said with emotion, and gave the young man beside him a smug look, as if to say, he just said that a carriage fell off the mountain.

“Gurgle…”

A strange sound suddenly rang out, and the sound was particularly loud in the quiet bottom of the cliff.

The other three people all looked at Gu Yanfei.

Gu Yanfei: “…”

This voice? Could it be... Her expression was stunned, yet also filled with a strange sense of wonder.

The next moment, an unfamiliar male voice came from the green-covered carriage, cold and pleasant: "I have some food here. If the girl doesn't mind, please eat some to fill your stomach."

The young male voice was neither fast nor slow, like the strings of a guqin being plucked by a zither player, or like the gurgling of a clear spring in a mountain stream.

As he spoke, Xiao Shi opened the door of the carriage, and a leaf was blown into the carriage by the mountain breeze, spinning slowly and landing on a pair of short boots embroidered with silver cloud patterns.

Sitting in the carriage was a young man who was not yet twenty years old.

His eyes are like bright stars, his nose is like a hanging gall bladder, his lips are red, his teeth are white, and his hair is as black as ink.

The delicate facial features and angular lines form an extremely handsome face, which is beautiful, elegant, and noble, which is breathtaking.

He was wearing a frosty white cloak trimmed with white fox fur, and his thin body looked a little frail, as if he would fall down if the wind blew.

(End of this chapter)


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