A Dream of Transmigration

Chapter 65

As soon as the words were spoken, a scream rang out, sounding even more terrifying in the pitch-black night.

"Who...are you?" The voice was now tinged with fear.

“This is just a warning,” he said, turning and walking away slowly. “You may take your revenge, but if you touch her again, I fear you will be destroyed before you can even get your revenge.”

After a while, the black mist finally settled down.

The surroundings returned to their initial tranquility.

moment.

Another figure leaped in and landed silently in the center of the courtyard.

He took a few steps slowly.

"Strange," the voice murmured, "why did it suddenly disappear again?"

Looking around, he finally sighed and leaped away.

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The rising sun slowly climbed over the wall, radiating a soft light, and a new day began. As soon as Lin Feifei stepped outside, she found Miaoqing, Chu Ying, and the Mad Monk already sitting on the stone bench in the courtyard.

"Hi, good morning!" she greeted as usual.

Miaoqing remained cold, looking at her with hostile eyes, while the mad monk chuckled and said, "Good morning, little Taoist priest. Why do you seem a little off today?"

Chu Ying was stunned for a moment, then looked up at her.

Lin Feifei already guessed why; she hadn't slept well again that night, and her complexion must be terrible. She immediately turned and left: "Haha, it's nothing. I'm going for a walk in the garden. The air is so fresh. You guys continue chatting."

Behind him, Chu Ying also stood up and wanted to follow.

Lin Feifei was anxious. He must think the talisman was useless and wanted to ask about it, but she didn't want to be alone with him anymore. She had finally made up her mind last night!

Just as they were getting anxious, a white figure slowly walked over.

Without thinking twice, she rushed over and grabbed his arm, looking at him pleadingly: "Senior brother, let's go for a walk in the garden. The air is nice in the morning, how about it?"

Sure enough, the footsteps behind them stopped.

Lin Feifei breathed a sigh of relief, but then secretly thought, "Oh no!" This senior brother always preferred peace and quiet; there was no way he would agree to accompany her for a stroll in the garden.

Who knew—

For the first time ever, those icy eyes looked at her and nodded.

Lin Feifei could hardly believe it. After she came to her senses, she was extremely grateful and quickly pulled him toward the garden.

Behind him, he stood quietly for a while, then went back to sit down. The mad monk frowned, shook his head in a pretentious manner, and murmured "Amitabha."

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Lingyi remained silent.

Lin Feifei walked silently. When she reached the garden gate, she suddenly looked up and smiled apologetically, "Senior brother, thank you so much for earlier. If you don't want to accompany me, you can go back first. I can go in and walk around by myself."

His half-closed, icy eyes watched her silently.

"I'll stay with you." A cold and detached statement.

She was stunned.

Her features were exquisite, her face as white as jade, and her lips pale. It was a face without a smile or expression.

She was suddenly deeply moved. He never accompanied people shopping; was he being reluctant this time? If it weren't for him yesterday, she would have been poisoned long ago... This cold-faced but warm-hearted person never held a grudge no matter how angry she was with him. Was this "fate"?

Seeing her lost in thought, he seemed a little puzzled: "Let's go."

After saying that, he stepped into the garden gate.

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Throughout the journey, his pristine white clothes remained spotless, without a trace of dew or dust. Being with him, even though no one spoke, was neither awkward nor lonely.

Lin Feifei followed him silently, but suddenly remembered Miao Qing's hostile gaze and hesitated.

“Senior brother, you used to like Senior Sister Miaoqing a lot, why don’t you go and explain to her? If she knew that it was because of your amnesia, she might not blame you.”

He stopped.

I don't like her.

Knowing that he had amnesia, Lin Feifei wasn't surprised, but she wondered if he would regret it if he regained his memory. She really didn't want this senior brother, who couldn't even smile, to suffer in the end.

Lost in thought, she was startled when Lingyi suddenly asked, "What is that?"

"What?" She snapped out of her daze, looked down at her waist, and realized, "This is a fan."

He continued to stare at the folding fan, remaining silent.

After thinking for a moment, Lin Feifei reached out and took it down, slowly unfolding the fan for him to see. The elegant orchid painting immediately appeared before his eyes.

Her icy gaze froze.

"Looks good, right?" She didn't notice, and just casually took a few steps. "How about it, isn't it handsome?"

"You drew this?"