A Dream of Transmigration

Chapter 33

He really let go.

She immediately jumped up, retreated to a distance of two meters from him, rubbed her hands, and glared at him fiercely: "Go find him yourself! I only promised to tell you how to meet my senior brother. Now I'm leaving, bye-bye!"

After saying that, she gave a nonchalant smirk and turned to leave.

What's your name?

"Me?" She realized what she meant, and raised her face. "I'm not happy!"

"My name is Chu Ying."

"Huh?" Instead of the expected bickering, Lin Feifei was taken aback by this nonsensical remark.

In an instant.

A spring breeze swept by, and it seemed as if countless green leaves unfurled, filling the cabin with the vibrant life of a hundred flowers blooming.

He smiled.

"My name is Chu Ying."

Transmigrating Through a Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio: Chapter Sixteen - The Water Ghost

If this were modern times, that smile would be 99.9999% deadly! It's a pity that such a handsome guy is bisexual. The books were right, there were so many talented people in this area in ancient times.

Lin Feifei was puzzled. When he rescued her at the Wen Fourth Young Master's residence, his superb lightness skill and ability to casually throw out rare Taoist purple talismans made it impossible for him not to be famous. Yet, in the past few months, she had only heard people admiringly mention Master Wuzhi of Dinglin Temple, Master Zixu of Maoshan, Master Daoqing of Longhu Mountain in the south, and younger generations like Young Master Lingyi and Young Master Changxiao of the Celestial Masters Sect, but Chu Ying's name was nowhere to be found.

It must be because he is too unrestrained and only likes to hang out in these places of pleasure.

She shook her head, let out a deliberately deep sigh, and walked towards the inn.

But who knew—

"Hey, what are you doing? Hey, what's wrong with you guys... You can't even walk properly! Hey, doesn't it hurt if you bump into someone like that?!"

She was jolted around like a spinning top, completely disoriented.

Where did this crowd come from? Lin Feifei rubbed her shoulder, feeling both pained and curious. They were all running in one direction, as if something exciting was happening.

How could Lin Feifei be left out of such a lively spectacle?

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"Help!"

Someone is drowning!

There were already thirty or forty people gathered on the shore, and Lin Feifei hurriedly pushed through the crowd and squeezed in.

Not far away, on the dark surface of the water, a white figure seemed to be struggling. But the people on the shore all looked panicked, and not one of them went into the water to save it.

Two servants, who looked to be teenagers, cried out with mournful faces, "Please, someone save my young master! We beg you!"

"How utterly callous!"

As Lin Feifei took off her shoes and coat, she cursed angrily and was about to go down to save the person when someone immediately grabbed her.

"Young master, you cannot go."

"Can't you see someone's about to die?!" she snapped, "How can so many of you just stand by and watch someone die!"

The man shook his head.

"Young man, you don't know, there's something strange about this water," he pointed to a burly man sitting on the ground next to him, "Brother Wang Wu is the best swimmer around here, and he almost lost his life when he went down to save someone!"

Lin Feifei then noticed that the man named Wang Wu was burly and shivering, soaking wet. Several people were about to help him up, but he seemed to have no strength at all and couldn't even stand up.

She quickly went over to take a look and saw that he looked terrified and lost in thought, seemingly oblivious to his surroundings.

A tightness settled in her chest again, and the dark purple stone close to her body was giving her a warning. Lin Feifei immediately focused her mind and activated the Yin-Yang Spirit Communication Technique, and sure enough, she saw a faint black aura surging between Wang Wu's eyebrows.

Fortunately, it wasn't too serious; I can still manage to save others.

Lin Feifei hurriedly pushed away the hands of the people supporting him, took out a yellow talisman from her person, muttered a few words, and stuffed it into his hand.

Sure enough, Wang Wu seemed to wake up from a dream and shouted, "There's a water ghost!"

"Water ghost!"

The crowd erupted in uproar.

“That’s right,” Lin Feifei pointed to the talisman in his hand, “Go back and burn this talisman and drink the liquid, then you’ll be fine. Don’t forget!”

Wang Wu was stunned for a moment, and after being told by those around him, he thanked them profusely.

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"So this young man is quite the expert. You really can't judge a book by its cover!"

"Why aren't you telling him to save your young master!"

"..."

"Please, young master, save my young master!" The two servants were overjoyed and knelt before her, weeping bitterly. "Our master only has this one son. If something happens to him, how can we explain to him and his wife!"

Lin Feifei had finally done a good deed and was being praised by everyone, so how could she refuse when she saw the two of them kneeling down?