A Dream of Transmigration

Chapter 91

“The magic your senior brother used that day didn’t seem to be from the Maoshan School,” the mad monk said doubtfully. “Although it was also a purple talisman, I have never seen such magic before.”

She suddenly realized and laughed.

"He has amnesia; he's forgotten a lot of things."

"Amnesia?" The mad monk was stunned.

Although Lin Feifei had her suspicions, Ling Yi didn't seem like a bad person no matter how you looked at him. Besides, if he were an imposter, Senior Sister Miaoqing and Chu Ying would have exposed him long ago.

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Sure enough, the two traveled towards Jiuhua Mountain for the next month. Along the way, Lingyi followed her whims, stopping and starting as she pleased, until they finally entered the Jiuhua Mountain area in late July.

The Transmigration of a Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio: Chapter Thirty-Nine - "Fighting Poison with Poison"

Located in the hilly region of southern China, Jiuhua Mountain boasts picturesque scenery and truly deserves its reputation as a famous scenic spot. With its towering peaks and overlapping ridges, the crisp mountain breeze carries the sound of rustling pines, bringing a sense of tranquility and dispelling all worries.

Moreover, this is a sacred Buddhist site, with the faint sound of bells and the ethereal music. When the evening bell rings, those who hear it feel clear-headed and enlightened, and naturally lose much of their worldly concerns, making it an ideal place for meditation and spiritual cultivation.

Lin Feifei followed Ling Yi and checked into a guest room behind an ancient temple.

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At the window.

His clothes remained an eternally pale white, and his indifferent face was calm without a ripple. Beneath his long, thick eyelashes, a pair of half-closed eyes were intently staring at the folding fan in his hand.

On the pristine white fan, a cluster of elegant orchids blooms.

Just then, the door was pushed open. A figure darted into the room, crept up behind him, and suddenly patted him on the shoulder.

"Senior brother!"

The shout was loud, but unfortunately, there was still no surprise on that indifferent face. He didn't even turn around, only looking at the fan in his hand.

"Isn't it beautifully drawn?" Lin Feifei snatched the fan with a grin, held it up to his face, and shook her head repeatedly. "It's because you're so handsome! I think... it looks a lot like you!"

He was taken aback.

After a while.

His icy eyes stared intently at her. "You like it?"

“Yes, my family loves orchids,” Lin Feifei said with interest, pointing to the osmanthus tree outside the window. “The orchid is a noble flower, its leaves flourishing in spring and its blossoms pure white in autumn. Look, it’s autumn now, and the osmanthus is already quite fragrant.”

He turned to the side: "Even orchids are not at their peak in spring."

“Of course, besides Cymbidium goeringii, there are also Cymbidium sinense, Cymbidium ensifolium, and Cymbidium kanran, among many others,” Lin Feifei said proudly, shaking her head. “I have one at home, and it’s a pure white Cymbidium goeringii, a top-grade one.”

Beneath the long eyelashes, those half-closed eyes suddenly gleamed with an unusual light.

Lin Feifei didn't notice, and simply returned the fan to him, then sat down dejectedly: "I told you we came too early. There are still more than half a month until Mid-Autumn Festival, and there's nothing to do."

After a while.

Her curiosity was piqued, and she adopted a mysterious demeanor: "Senior brother, what exactly did Master ask you to come here for?"

The lack of response was expected.

"Master is so biased! He doesn't even tell me important things!" Lin Feifei pouted, then suddenly her eyes lit up, a fawning smile appeared on her face, and she tugged at Lingyi's sleeve.

"Good senior brother, please tell me, I promise I won't tell anyone, okay?"

He hadn't expected her to pull this move, and he froze, his long eyelashes trembling slightly, his icy eyes filled with hesitation: "I..."

Seeing him like this, Lin Feifei couldn't bear it anymore. She couldn't say that there must be a reason, or that her master had given her something very important. Sigh, what can she do when she's always soft-hearted towards handsome guys!

"Never mind," she sighed affectedly and waved her hand. "I won't ask. Don't worry about it. It's okay."

silence.

Do you still have any stories from Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio?

"Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio?" Lin Feifei was a little surprised. "There are some, but not many. I haven't finished reading them yet."

"Tell me how."

After saying that, he actually sat down.

Such a cold person actually enjoys listening to stories, especially Liaozhai! Lin Feifei found it somewhat amusing, but she was mostly happy for him; it was rare for him to be interested.

So, she thought about it and chose a story with a happy ending to tell.

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"This way, please, benefactor!"

“Hmm,” a magnetic voice said, “Thank you, little master. It’s indeed peaceful, just what I wanted. Haha, I’m no match for those common folk. You’ll see in the future.”

Lin Feifei had just come out of Lingyi's room when she immediately heard these two sentences.

Speechless.

My goodness, handsome Yang, why aren't you busy charming the beauties of Jinling City? What are you doing here? You're here to torment my ears again!