Chapter 4

what? so hard?

Ye Lan dug out the soil layer curiously, and suddenly a light flashed, causing her to quickly close her eyes.

When she opened her eyes, she saw a ring on top of the brown soil.

The ring has been rusted and turned red. It has been a few years since I thought about it. From the faint patterns on the ring, it can be seen that this ring is quite delicate.

How can there be a ring here? Who was left here?

Ye Lan didn't bother to think about it, so she pulled out the ring and continued to dig, but unexpectedly, her fingertip was punctured by the edges and corners of the ring, and blood flowed out.

The blood mixed with the rust of the ring, emitting a magnificent blue light, Ye Lan only felt that her little finger tightened, and the ring was actually put on by herself!

Ye Lan was startled, and reflexively pulled out the ring, but the ring remained motionless, as if it had grown on her hand.

what happened?

What surprised her even more was the change in the ring.

The original rusted ring is now like new, with a bronze ring face, beautiful patterns, flowing clouds, cranes, and some inscriptions that she can't understand.

The ring is small and exquisite, very delicate, which reminds Ye Lan of modern stone carvings. A half-inch walnut can actually restore a pair of 'water tunes'.

The ring in front of him is also similar.

She went to take off the ring again, the result was the same, the ring seemed to take root in her hand. After repeated failures, Ye Lan finally gave up.

"What on earth are you from? Why are you wearing it on my hand?"

After Ye Lan finished speaking, she couldn't help laughing. She was actually asking about a dead object. She shook her head and continued to dig up.

I don't know how long it took to dig, and a cemetery was barely formed. Ye Lan was so tired that she had to lie on the ground to rest for a long time before she could recover.

She put a lot of dandelions in the cemetery, it looked like a plush and comfortable blanket, and she put a lot of flowers in the corner of the 'blanket' to make a flower pillow.

Ye Lan put her mother in gently and sprinkled many petals, but she refused to cover it with soil for a long time.

"In my previous life, I was also an orphan, and I never felt my mother's love for me." Ye Lan sat beside the tomb, looking at her mother in the tomb, "Crossing back, I finally had a mother, but I left early. already."

Unconsciously, a tear came out of the corner of her eye, and Ye Lan was a little surprised. She had never cried, and this time was an exception.

"I was used to it in my previous life, but in this life I have a mother... It's a pity... I came a step late."

Her voice trembled a little, and there were a few more tears in the corners of her eyes.

The fate in the world is really wonderful. Who would have thought that when a person dies, he will be reborn in another identity?

"Don't worry, mother, I will definitely avenge you!"

Ye Lan threw the soil into the tomb one by one, and her heart twitched every time she threw it.

This is the first time in Ye Lan's life that she has experienced the pain of parting and dying. In the future, this painful memory will also add to her hatred for the Ye family.

The mother's entire body was finally completely buried under the thick soil. Ye Lan erected a monument in front of the grave, knelt down on both knees, and kowtowed heavily.

Ye Lan swears, "Mother, I will definitely let the Ye family repay the debts with blood... What they owe us from the Ye family, I, Ye Lan, will definitely take it back!"

She possessed herself and kowtowed, and bowed again.

"Mother, my daughter is gone, take care!"

Ye Lan got up and bowed to the tombstone again, "My daughter will come to see you often."

She turned away and never looked back. She knew that what she saw when she looked back was the sadness of her life, and she had no time to grieve. All she had to do now was to return to Ye's house as if nothing had happened.

Ye Lan lay down across the pond, climbed up, and stood in the snowy field once again.

In this strange and changeable Fengtian Continent, Ye Lan didn't know what was waiting for her, but she was not afraid.

She took a step and walked towards Ye's house, leaving a series of resolute footprints on the snow behind her. The wind was blowing, and a few drops of water swayed from her wet hair.

Ye Lan avoided the guards and followed her memory back to her residence, Taohua Xiaozhu, an abandoned Taoyuan.

Mother took a fancy to the quietness of Taoyuan, so she built a bamboo house here as a place to live.

Now things are right and wrong. The hundred acres of peach trees in the garden are all white, and the time spent caring for the peach trees with her mother is a sight to behold.

After closing the door and holding the lamp table, Ye Lan found some needles and thread and sat at the table. She tore off her sleeves, and there were countless ferocious wounds with deep bones, lying on her arms like ugly centipedes.

"Ye Wanru, you are too ruthless!" Ye Lan had never seen a woman so vicious, comparable to the agent Firefox.

She cleaned the wound with soapy water, and baked the embroidery needle that was threaded on the candle. Ye Lan's face did not change. smile.

Ye Lan's eyes filled with anger, gritted her teeth and said to herself, "Ye Wanru, wait, I, Ye Lan, will let you know what it means to be unable to survive or die!"

"How can a little girl have such a vicious heart?"

The voice was soft, old and weak, as if it came from a sleepy old man.

"who?"

Ye Lan bit off the thread that was attached to the flesh and pinched the needle between his two fingers, looking around, sharp and vigilant.

The candle light flickered, only the table was still bright here, the four corners of the room were covered in gray, and the outlines of the furniture and beds were vaguely visible.

"ZiZhi... It's a rare encounter in ten thousand years! It's just too much hostility, but if you work hard, you will achieve something with time."

Ye Lan didn't understand the meaning of the person who came here, and she couldn't understand what she said. She lowered her voice: "You better show up quickly, or if you are caught by me, you will die ugly!"

"Ugh……"

The visitor let out a sigh, yawned, and then went silent. Ye Lan thought that the visitor had left, but in the next second, she saw a golden light flashing on the ring on her finger, and a wisp of white air floated out.

The white air was misty, rising slowly, and in an instant, the white air condensed, and an old man in white suddenly appeared in the air.

The old man has a serene demeanor, benevolent eyebrows, clear eyes, and spiritual power; white hair, white eyebrows reaching to the ground, dressed in white, with dark blue piping at the hem, painted on the brocade, with few ink halos, a few cranes chirping in the sky, or bowing their heads to peck Food, lifelike, ready to come out.

Ye Lan didn't ask much, aiming at the timing, using her wrists hard, the silver needle flew towards the old man.

The tip of the needle pierced the air, a slight turbulence opened, and the candle on the table jumped slightly.

The old man's body was pierced by the needle tip, and it dissipated into a stream of white air, which immediately condensed and turned into the old man in white.