Sharing Tamed Beasts' Talents for Eternal Life

138  Illusion? Dream? (2)

  "Wife, hurry up and cook. We still have to go to the fields in the afternoon. We can't delay."

  "Father, I want to go out and take a look."He Qingge said.

  His father was anxious." You can't. You've been lying in bed for twenty years now. Your body is too weak. You should rest for a few days.""

  "It just so happens that we're busy with farming these few days. Otherwise, we can ask your big brother to accompany you around."

  "When you go to Huli in the afternoon, you have to stay at home alone."

  He Qingge felt his weak body and nodded helplessly.

  Soon, lunch was served.

  The bowl was filled with some unknown wild vegetables and noodles.

  The dish that went with the rice was an unknown pickled vegetable. It was somewhat similar to pickled radishes, dried pickles, and pickled vegetables.

  The steamed bun in his hand was also quite dry and coarse. When he ate it, he would feel a pricking sensation in his mouth. The taste was quite bad.

  He Qingge couldn't even swallow it.

  The food he ate at home before he was six years old was better than this. With some knowledge from his previous life, at least he could eat well at home.

  After all, he was a author and a gourmet UP Master in his previous life.

  Clearly, an illusion was still an illusion. No matter how real it was, it still felt a little strange.

  He reluctantly finished the meal.

  After his parents repeatedly reminded him, he slowly left the house.

  He Qingge heaved a sigh of relief. He sat cross-legged and prepared to circulate the mental cultivation method to cultivate again.

  After a while, his expression turned ugly.

  There was no way to cultivate it at all. He tried several cultivation methods, but there was no way.

  It was as if the cultivation techniques in his head were all fake.

  He stood up, stretched his body, and pushed open the door, ready to take a walk.

  He wanted to see if there was any way to break through the illusion.

  When he pushed open the door, he saw a thick and crooked tree. He wondered what kind of tree it was that had existed for more than a hundred years!

  In the middle of summer, the big tree would grow red fruits. The taste was sweet and sour, and it was quite tempting.

  However, it wasn't the right time yet, and it was covered with green fruits.

  It was obvious that it had not been dyed red by the high temperature of midsummer.

  He picked up a branch from the ground and shook it slightly, dropping a few green fruits.

  In his memory, this green fruit was sour and astringent.

  It was quite appetizing to eat, but he would soon be hungry again.

  Normally, no one would come when it was green.

  "Hiss…" He Qingge took a bite, and his whole body trembled. He couldn't help but gasp.

  It was still the same taste and sourness from his memories.

  "Hehehe, fool, fool. Sigh, look at that fool…"

  "He even ate such a sour fruit…"

  A few brats stood not far away, pointing at He Qingge with a smile.

  He Qingge did not recognize any of these children.

  "I'm not a fool. I'm an old cat that came down from the mountain. I specially capture some disobedient children. When night comes, hehehe...

  He Qingge narrowed his eyes and placed his hands in front of him. His expression changed and he let out a strange sound.

  Her clothes were already strange, and her image was even more terrifying.

  "Ah! A monster!"

  "Wahhh…No…Mom, Mom..."

  "Hurry up and run."

  "Don't run so fast. Don't leave me behind!"

  ...

  These little brats were scared out of their wits by He Qingge's strange clothes and voice. They ran back with all their might.

  "Hehe…And you said I was a fool!" The corners of He Qingge's mouth unconsciously curled into a smile.

  Then, he carefully observed the village as he slowly walked, trying to observe something different.

  "Sister, it's him. He's the one who said that he wanted to capture me and bring me to the mountain. Hehehe... Wuwuwu..."

  Not long after, a little wimp pulled a woman and pointed at He Qingge.

  "Are you the one who bullied my brother?" The beautiful woman glared at He Qingge.

  He Qingge looked at the woman in front of him in surprise. She seemed familiar and should have seen her before.

  Yang Ning Bing!

  Suddenly, a figure flashed across He Qingge's mind.

  He had once seen her when he returned to his hometown to bury his parents.

  However, her current appearance was clearly different from what he had seen before.

  Illusion!

  There was nothing wrong with being different.

  After all, in this illusion, his elder brother was still unmarried.

  However, in his original world, his eldest brother was already married and had children.

  "Let me guess your name!"He Qingge smiled.

  "Hmph, who in this village doesn't know my name? Do you need to guess?"The woman was disdainful.

  "It doesn't seem like a good thing for a woman to be so famous," He Qingge said."

  In this ancient world, it was not a good thing for a mortal woman to have too much of a reputation.

  Generally, they were called boudoir.

  "Do you think I'm the same as you mortals?"Yang Ning Bing looked at him with disdain.

  "So you're an immortal?" He Qingge laughed.

  "Since you know that I'm an immortal, hurry up and apologize obediently."Yang Ning Bing smiled.

  "Are you an immortal and can use immortal techniques?"He Qingge asked.

  "Of course I will."

  "Why don't you let me broaden my horizons?"

  Yang Ning Bing's expression was dull. She had just started cultivating and was only at the second level of Qi Cultivating Stage. There was no need to talk about immortal techniques. She whispered,"How can an immortal technique be peeped at by a mortal like you?"

  She was also a little surprised. Why wasn't He Qingge afraid of her at all? She was an immortal!

  He actually dared to be so bold, so impudent, so relaxed, and speak to her as an equal.