Chapter 2 An Unusual Rebirth

When Ye Xiruo woke up again, she blinked her eyes. The wooden beams, the rough - porcelain teacups placed on the wooden tea table, and the furnishings in the room didn't seem like those of the modern era from any perspective. Just as she was about to get up, a pair of rough big hands stopped her.

"Xiaoliu, thank goodness you've finally woken up," an excited middle - aged woman in plain clothes said, grasping Ye Xiruo's hand. "Now that you're awake, drink this medicine!"

As she spoke, she got up to fetch the medicine. Ye Xiruo's head throbbed even more. The clothes the aunt was wearing clearly weren't from modern times. Could it be that she had transmigrated?

Ye Xiruo was in a daze. She stretched out her hand to take a look. These weren't her own fair, tender, and smooth hands. The body she occupied was at most that of a teenager. For some unknown reason, the original owner had died, and then she had taken over this body. This could be considered an unconventional rebirth.

"Xiaoliu, come and drink the medicine. After drinking it, have a good rest. You'll get better, and everything will be all right," the woman said, dabbing at the corner of her eye. It was truly a pity.

In just one year, first her mother had gone missing, then her father had passed away from illness, and her fiancé had unilaterally announced the termination of their engagement. Poor Xiaoliu had gone to the back mountain to look for food, rolled down the mountain, and had been lying there for three days. The doctor had said there was no hope of saving her and they could only leave it to fate. Fortunately, providence had been kind!

Ye Xiruo knitted her delicate eyebrows tightly and stared intently at the pitch - black medicine in front of her, which gave off a strange smell. She thought to herself that perhaps she should just pretend to faint. If she drank this medicine, how could she possibly survive?

"Xiaoliu, what are you daydreaming for? Drink the medicine while it's hot so that you can recover quickly."

Ye Xiruo hesitated for a while, then reluctantly picked up the medicine bowl, pinched her nose, and downed it in one gulp.

The end result was that she almost choked herself to death. She slumped onto the quilt, coughing for a long time, almost coughing up her lungs. Her head was even dizzier, and she was on the verge of fainting.

"Xiaoliu, Xiaoliu, are you okay? You scared me half to death. I'll go call the doctor."

"I... cough, I'm fine. Don't... worry."

Although everything here was completely unfamiliar to her, the person in front of her was genuinely kind to her, just like her mother. Thinking of her mother, Ye Xiruo couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness.

"Xiaoliu, are you hungry? Auntie will go make you something to eat."

"Auntie, don't rush. Because of this illness, I seem to have forgotten a lot of things. Could you tell me about them?"

Aunt Wang immediately widened her eyes. Judging by her expression, it didn't seem like Ye Xiruo was lying. "My poor Xiaoliu, why is your life so hard? That damned scoundrel. If it weren't for him, why would you have gone to the back mountain?"

Ye Xiruo looked at Aunt Wang with a blank face and then comforted her, saying, "Auntie, you don't have to worry too much. After all, I've managed to survive. Maybe my memory will come back someday?"

"Xiaoliu, do you still remember me?"

Ye Xiruo shook her head. Seeing the hurt look on Aunt Wang's face, she quickly added, "But you're the first person I saw after waking up, and you even helped me boil the medicine. You must be an extremely kind - hearted person."

Aunt Wang's expression improved significantly, but she still looked at Ye Xiruo with deep concern. "It's okay, child. It's okay. Auntie will take care of you."

"Thank you, Auntie."

From Aunt Wang, Ye Xiruo finally got a general understanding of the world she had transmigrated into.

The continent they lived on was called the Taiyan Continent. The country was called the Rui Kingdom, a small nation in a remote part of the continent. They lived in Liujia Village, which was 108,000 li away from the imperial city. There were approximately over five hundred households in the village. They made a living by growing a little food and some herbs, and life was rather arduous.

On this continent, there were people who cultivated immortality, practiced Buddhism, and adhered to the Tao. The nearest immortal - cultivating sect to Liujia Village was Luoxia Valley.

Ye Xiruo couldn't help but feel sorrowful when she learned about the background of this body. She had originally thought that with this new body, she could fulfill her filial duties for this unfortunate child. Unfortunately, it was really a stroke of bad luck.

The death of this unfortunate child was indeed rather fishy. A weak child with no strength to even lift a chicken had gone to the depths of the back mountain. If there was no foul play involved, no one would believe it.

It was a pity that the original body's memory hadn't been retained. But since "she" wasn't dead, she believed the mastermind behind the scenes would eventually surface. However, how should she deal with it? This body was really too weak!

She had just woken up for a short while, and she already felt as if her whole body was falling apart. She probably had internal injuries and needed to be nursed back to health slowly.

Seeing Xiaoliu's increasingly pale face, Aunt Wang felt pity and gently stroked her pale and thin face. "We've talked for so long. You must be hungry. I'll go get you something to eat. You'll recover faster when you're full."

Ye Xiruo obediently nodded and lay her body flat. Although her whole body still ached terribly. In a daze, several fragmented images flashed through her mind. From the joy of the whole family when Xiaoliu was born, to the sudden disappearance of her mother, and that so - called fiancé. The image stopped at Xiaoliu holding a small herb in her arms, but being pushed down the mountain by someone.

Ye Xiruo didn't see clearly who that person was, but she thought it must be related to that so - called fiancé. Ye Xiruo's head throbbed even more. In her previous life, she had been so pitifully killed by those two scoundrels. She died with deep resentment. Could it be that in this life, which she had managed to start anew with great difficulty, she would also be muddled to death?

Ye Xiruo sat up, breaking out in a cold sweat. In this society, it was extremely difficult for a weak and lonely woman like her to survive. As long as there was even a glimmer of hope, she would never give up.

"Xiaoliu." Aunt Wang pushed the door open and entered, holding a plate in her hand.

On the plate were a bowl of white rice porridge, a small bowl of golden egg custard, a small plate of pickled vegetables, and a small plate of cold dishes. Although it was simple, it was very heart - warming.

It reminded Ye Xiruo of the days when she lived in the countryside with her grandparents in her previous life. She sniffed and thought, time to eat.

The white rice porridge was cooked to a soft consistency, giving off the unique aroma of rice. Paired with pickled cucumbers, pickled string beans, and pickled radishes, the taste made Ye Xiruo involuntarily close her eyes in enjoyment. It was really delicious.

After drinking a bowl of porridge, she felt warm all over and had a bit more strength. She squinted her eyes and looked at Aunt Wang with a smile. "Thank you, Aunt Wang. I like it. It's really delicious."

Aunt Wang's smile deepened the wrinkles on her face. She patted Ye Xiruo's thin and weak shoulder. "If you like it, Auntie will make it for you every day. You must take good care of your body. This is a spirit egg. Eating it can nourish your body. Eat it while it's hot."

"Okay." Ye Xiruo was a bit puzzled. What was a spirit egg? Could it prolong life or dispel diseases and disasters? It seemed that there were many interesting things in this world.

She took a bite of the golden and tender egg custard. Ye Xiruo's eyes narrowed in bliss. Good heavens, someone tell her, was this an egg? Did eggs taste like this? It melted in the mouth, leaving a fragrant aftertaste. She almost wanted to swallow her tongue. Ye Xiruo quickly gobbled up the small bowl of egg custard, and her body didn't seem to hurt as much.

At this time, Ye Xiruo didn't know that this spirit egg was laid by a first - level spirit beast - the spirit chicken. It contained a tiny amount of spiritual energy. It was of no use to those who cultivated immortality, but for ordinary people, it was an excellent food for tonifying the body. Of course, the price was also exorbitantly high.