"The world is going to the dogs, and people's hearts are no longer what they used to be!" the strange old man muttered, and with a flick of his finger, he summoned Shadow Treasure into his space.
"The strange old man, the strange old man from my dream!" Yingbao exclaimed in surprise as the strange old man who had appeared in her mind now appeared in her physical space.
"Who are you? Why are you in my space?" Yingbao asked calmly.
The eccentric old man grinned so wide his teeth and eyes disappeared, his face covered in wrinkles. He spoke to Yingbao with the kindness one would show to a younger generation, saying, "You could call me your ancestor!" He stroked his beard and smoothed it.
"Bullshit, I'm more like your ancestor." Where did this weird old man come from, trying to take advantage of me? Doesn't he even know who I, "Shadow Treasure," am?
I, "Yingbao," came from 2021 and have seen many advanced things.
"You brat, how dare you yell at my master! If it weren't for the fact that you're the 138th patriarch after my master, and that you have a connection with him, I would have taught you a lesson and shown you why flowers are so red!" The old man's sword, which looked like a piece of junk, roared angrily and then lunged at me, about to strike.
No sooner said than done,
"Little sword, don't mess around!" The strange old man stopped it in time. The strange old man's sword seemed to have a sword spirit, just like in martial arts novels, and it looked at its master with a pitiful expression.
Xiao Jian sounds like "Xiao Jian" (meaning "little jerk"), who came up with that name? What a disaster! Must be terrible at naming things! Anyway, since you dared to hit me, I'll call you that a few more times to vent my frustration:
"Little Sword, Little Sword..." Yingbao called out to the sword spirit in front of her like a broken record.
Xiao Jian felt that it was a bit strange that Yingbao kept calling its name, and a sense of foreboding arose in his heart. He felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't figure out what the problem was, so he could only give up for the time being.
Ye Ying, you must be from another place! I see in your mind people wearing clothes that are not from this era, very revealing, and there are many houses and cars that are many times better than those of today.
How to describe it? Yes, I thought of a word: everything you see in your mind is more "advanced" than what we have now.
Yingbao was terrified by the strange old man's amazing actions. Good heavens! How could he know what I was thinking? Would I be treated like a monster by the villagers and tied to a tree to be burned to death?
Grandpa, Grandma, Dad and Mom, brothers, what if...? I'm scared. Am I going to lose my family? Am I going to be all alone again?
Yingbao looked dazed and numb, as if only one of her three souls and seven spirits was left, forcibly supporting her body.
The eccentric old man noticed that something was wrong with Yingbao and quickly summoned Yingbao's soul back. In a flash, with a wave of his hand, the transparent soul obediently re-entered Yingbao's body. Soon after, Yingbao's complexion became rosy and he regained his composure.
Yingbao immediately understood. Since this strange old man had saved her life from imminent danger, she had a hunch that what the strange old man said might be true.
The strange old man in front of her knew her background very well, and Yingbao had previously suspected that he might be a threat to her.
However, given Yingbao's past thirty-plus years of life experience, it's impossible for the mysterious and highly skilled old man to both save and kill her.
Only someone with a screw loose would do something that's thankless and exhausting!
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