A Dream of Transmigration

Chapter 35

She was still shaken, and it took her a long time to lift the scholar out of the water and carefully look around.

On the water, pieces of black material drifted about, seemingly burnt paper.

Who is it?

Never mind, getting ashore is the priority. If it comes again, I'll either die or be scared to death.

Transmigrating Through a Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio: Chapter Seventeen - While Sick

The two went ashore, and the scholar was immediately taken in by a doctor for treatment. Lin Feifei sat down weakly on the ground, her face pale, and only then did she realize how cold she was, and her teeth began to chatter.

As soon as she lowered her head, she hurriedly hugged her chest and curled up into a ball.

She was soaking wet, revealing her curves. Luckily, most of the torches were out helping with the rescue, so the light was dim and no one noticed. But if someone recognized her as a woman later, in this ancient era, the scholar would probably have to marry her.

She doesn't want to marry here!

I'm in a hurry—

Amidst the gasps of surprise, a garment fell onto her.

It was the outer garment that I had taken off myself.

who?

Could it be the person who saved her? Lin Feifei quickly looked up at the sky and then noticed that there was a tree above her. It was early spring and had already grown some leaves, but in the darkness, she couldn't see what was on it.

After thinking for a moment, she tightened her clothes, stood up, pushed away the crowd's support, and walked over.

The scholar was surrounded by a crowd, and an old doctor was already treating him. When the two servants saw her, they immediately knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly in gratitude.

She was too exhausted to pay attention anymore, and just looked at the doctor: "How is he?"

"It's alright, he's already vomited some water, he's just fainted," the old doctor said, deeply impressed by her. "I never imagined that the young master was such a remarkable person."

"That's good." Although Lin Feifei was cold and tired, she was overjoyed. This was a human life, and it was the first time she had saved someone. It was a good thing!

The two servants then remembered: "Young master, what is your name and where do you live? We will definitely come to thank you another day."

"I am a disciple of Master Zixu of Maoshan," she said, waving her hand dismissively. "Although it is said that one should not leave one's name when doing good deeds, one should at least make the name of one's sect known. Exorcising demons and monsters and bringing good fortune and avoiding misfortune are our duties, so please forget about thanking me."

"So he's Master Zixu's disciple!" Everyone immediately showed admiration.

"The Maoshan Sect is indeed remarkable..."

"..."

"It feels really good, haha..." Lin Feifei thought to herself with pride. "Master, I've really done you proud!" Just as she was about to speak, she suddenly sneezed, and her whole body stiffened.

I need to go back and change my clothes, or I'll definitely catch a cold.

She glanced at the scholar, turned to leave, but then—

.

He had only taken one step when his steps abruptly stopped.

She suddenly turned around, squatted down, and reached out to pick up a purple object from the scholar's collar.

It appears to be unburnt purple talisman paper.

Was it him?

Lin Feifei almost cried out, but quickly held back.

She looked at the tree, then at her clothes, and suddenly her face felt hot.

If it really was him, then... had he already figured it out? Recalling those ambiguous, smiling eyes, Lin Feifei was furious again. Since he already knew, why did he deliberately say something like "bisexual" to scare her! Even worse—was he stalking her?

Lin Feifei muttered to herself as she walked toward the inn.

"How could it be? He's so awful. I even said I didn't need him to save me. How could it be him..."

Anyone with high-level Taoist skills will use purple talismans; it doesn't necessarily have to be him.

She tried hard to convince herself, but she couldn't deceive her feelings. The purple talisman was the highest-level talisman in Taoism. It required a very high level of magical power, which even Senior Brother Lingchen couldn't do. How could there be so many people who could use it casually!

After thinking for a moment, Lin Feifei glanced behind her with a mixture of alertness and helplessness; she hadn't forgotten about his intention to complain.

.

Lin Feifei sneezed countless times on the way back to the inn.

She went upstairs to her room to change into clean clothes before going to find Lingyi. When she knocked on his door, no one answered. Puzzled, she went downstairs to eat, only to find him already sitting at the table by the window.

Their posture was elegant, their expression noble, like a painting, like a poem.

Lin Feifei paused for a moment, then walked over.

"Senior brother?"

He glanced at her once, then turned away, seemingly unconcerned about where she had gone.

Lin Feifei sat down opposite him dejectedly, only to find a pair of chopsticks already placed in front of her when she looked down. The dishes on the table seemed untouched; he had been waiting for her.

She immediately felt happy; it seemed he was just cold on the outside but warm on the inside: "Thank you, senior brother. In the future, if I come back this late, don't wait for me; the food will get cold."