Chapter Eighteen Who Am I

  Lu Renjia had barely finished speaking when Su Jing loudly said: "You're talking nonsense, with so many of you staying here, how could there be no way to return?"

  Lu Renjia's eyes flashed and he said: "As long as we can get rid of the Sword God, what are a few people like us?"

  "What do you mean by this?" Duan Tianya asked in shock.

  "We are on a mission of death, our only goal is to assassinate the Sword God, as for the return route, it's not even in my and Your Majesty's consideration!"

  "Is that to say you didn't think about going back before bringing us here?"

  Lu Renjia said: "Exactly!"

  "You son of a bitch! You and your emperor are in cahoots, aren't you? You're not just dragging our Three Color Stone people down with you, are you?"

  Lu Renjia's face turned slightly red with shame: "That can't be helped, you three have taken the emperor's heavy gold, your four lives were long ago sold to our Hei Jisi!"

  Duan Tianya was taken aback for a moment, then said bitterly: "So we were betrayed by the organization from the very beginning!"

  Lu Renjia smiled complacently and said, "If I had known that the Sword God wasn't coming back, I wouldn't have had to take such a risk." As he spoke, he threw the long knife in his hand at me. His toes tapped the ground, and in an instant, more than half of his body had burrowed underground. Su Jing flew forward to block my path and caught the hidden weapon, just as Lu Renjia was about to escape by digging through the earth.

  At this time, the old black mountain demon suddenly laughed and said: "Since you've come, don't leave!" She stood still in the big array, pointing at Lu Renjia with her hand. I saw a row of bricks on the ground rolling towards where Lu Renjia had disappeared, and after a moment, Lu Renjia suddenly let out a loud cry and jumped out again. He was suspended high in mid-air, his feet entwined by a black vine. In terms of martial arts skills, the old black mountain demon wasn't his match, but once he was underground, he became the old black mountain demon's prey. At this time, Lu Renjia had lost his knife, and the black vine was tough and resilient. Lu Renjia waved his hands wildly in mid-air, but couldn't struggle free.

  Hei Shan Lao Yao's hand closed, and the black vine dragged Lu Renjia towards the big formation. At this moment, a faint yellow glow suddenly appeared on Lu Renjia's body along the vines. Old Wu was worried, but suddenly opened his eyes, and his body glowed with a bright cyan color. He solemnly said: "The five elements are gathered, Su Jing, hurry up!"

  Su Jing was momentarily stunned, then understood - the Five Elements Array originally had a missing line of Earth, and Lu Renjia's arrival coincidentally filled in this last line. At this time, the small circle formed by Old Wu and the others burst into a brilliant light, rapidly flying around without stopping. Su Jing suddenly turned his head and said: "Little Dragon, be careful!" Then, without saying more, he flew towards the center of the array.

  At this time, I suddenly grabbed her arm and shouted: "I'm going with you!"

  "Ah?" Before Su Jing could say anything, she had already pulled me into the big array. Old Wu exclaimed in shock: "Little Dragon, come out, it's dangerous!"

  But everything was too late, that familiar dizziness struck again, and with my two previous experiences, I knew this was a precursor to crossing over. Before I fainted, I unknowingly let go of Su Jing's arm... When I opened my eyes, my first feeling was the cold wetness, then I heard the sound of water slapping against the shore in my ears, and I found myself face down on a sandy beach, with more than half of my body soaked in water. Instinctively, I let out an "ahh!" and reached back to feel my back, and suddenly my heart turned colder than my thighs - the two packs of cigarettes I had on me were now nothing but a pile of wet paper pulp... The last bit of red cloud at the horizon was about to disappear, I didn't know why I ended up by the water's edge in the evening, I randomly wrung out the water from my clothes, and only then did I subconsciously shout into the darkness: "Su Jing, Su Jing?"

  The only response to me was still the monotonous gurgling of the lake water, when suddenly a dozen torches lit up on the distant lakeside, and someone shouted loudly: "Young master! Young master!"

  I gazed into the distance, and vaguely made out that this group of people were all wearing cross-collared short jackets. My heart put down half its guard, which meant I had at least successfully crossed over. I straightened my waist to look for Su Jing's whereabouts, but the people opposite also discovered me at the same time, shouting loudly: "There's someone over there!" Immediately after, the sound of horseshoes rang out, and more than a dozen people rushed towards me together.

  I thought it would be good to ask someone, and as soon as I looked up, someone across from me exclaimed: "Young master is over there!" They swarmed over to me, and before I could even speak, the one with the big beard jumped into the water that was knee-deep, grabbed my arm, and said with a hint of annoyance: "Young master, what are you doing?"

  I stuttered: "Shao..."

  But before I could finish my sentence, the big bearded man shouted at the people behind him: "Quickly, stretcher!" Those people also jumped into the water, unloaded a stretcher from the horse, and the big bearded man and another person grabbed my shoulders and legs respectively, and suddenly threw me onto the stretcher. They shouted loudly: "The people in front go back to report the news, we will return to the mansion now!"

  I lay on the stretcher, struggling and waving my hands and feet, and inexplicably said: "Everyone, everyone, have you mistaken me for someone else?"

  That big bearded man looked at me with a helpless expression, saying: "Young master, why must you do this? You're causing trouble for us again and again."

  Someone immediately complained below him: "That's right, this time you didn't have an accident, if something unexpected really happened, where would the old master and the big master put their faces?"

  Someone else said: "Say a few less words, young master has his own troubles too."

  Some people whispered: "It's still the rich and noble sons who don't know how to cherish, with such an identity, even if they can't learn martial arts, reading books for two years will still get them a third-grade official position?"

  "Speak softly, lest Master hear!"

  The more I listened, the more confused I became, and I couldn't help but sit up on the stretcher and ask: "What kind of people are you?"

  The big bearded man was taken aback for a moment, then burst out laughing and said: "You're starting to pretend you don't know us again - useless young master, we will definitely send you back, but don't worry, the old master is now anxious like crazy, he definitely won't blame you."

  I knew I asked the wrong question, in this situation I shouldn't ask who they are, but rather who I am - I lay back on the stretcher with a sigh and said: "Seriously, wrong again!"

  Now it can be confirmed that I have crossed over to some ancient place, otherwise there would not be a young master. Then the question came - I have a biggest worry, I don't worry about not crossing over to the Women's Country or not crossing over to the United Continent, but I'm afraid I'm no longer myself! Otherwise, why did I become their young master? I firmly believe that there are no two identical leaves in the world. The idea that two people look exactly alike is ridiculous. Think about it, so many star imitation shows have been held in the past, which one is really identical? Why did Old Wu shout "Danger!" at the last moment? Thinking of this, I was horrified to think: Is this a soul crossing?

  I subconsciously looked down at the clothes on my body, no mistake, it was still the same set as before I came, but this seemed to explain nothing. I touched my head again, and the half-inch hair was still there, and the pointed chin was also still there, but at this time I didn't quite believe my hands - without ten or eight years of experience as a blind person, hand feeling is not very reliable, especially when touching oneself... I straightened up on the stretcher and said to Cold Ding and the man carrying the stretcher behind: "Hey!"

  He suddenly raised his head: "Huh?"

  I tentatively asked: "Do you still think I have a melon seed face?"

  That man looked at me and muttered: "I think you look like a peanut face."

  I lay down in sorrow: "It's over, and it's still soul crossing!"

  This group of people didn't pay attention to my nonsense, the big-bearded man rode a horse in front to lead the way, while others carried me and walked swiftly. Before long, we arrived at the market, although it was already lit up with lanterns, I still roughly understood the architectural style of this city under the moonlight - tall buildings stood densely, many high-rise buildings were grand but used simple red bricks and green tiles, so this definitely wasn't the Country of Women, the Country of Women wouldn't have such rough and sturdy houses, more importantly, men in the Country of Women wouldn't have such sufficient confidence.

  After changing hands five or six times, the road ahead suddenly lit up like daylight, with countless torches held by house servants standing in front of a mansion gate. Someone on that side shouted: "Has Young Master been found?"

  The big-bearded man hastily dismounted and said: "That's right."

  A servant led his horse over and said: "Hurry up, Master has been waiting for you all night!"

  The big-bearded man tidied up his clothes and came to the steps in front of the government office, knelt down and said: "Your Honor!"

  On the steps above, a middle-aged man with an air of natural majesty spoke in a calm tone: "Have you found the person?" His chin was adorned with a cluster of black whiskers that shone like silk, and although he wore only a simple blue cotton robe, his eyebrows and eyes exuded an inexplicable aura of power and pride. I noticed that he also had a precious sword hanging from his waist. Behind him stood four young generals, all with their hands on the hilts of their swords, looking vigorous and majestic, and they seemed to be brothers due to their similar appearances.

  "Thanks to Master Hong's good fortune, the young master has been found."

  The middle-aged man said coldly: "What good fortune do I have - where did you find him?"

  "On the banks of Jinhu Lake."

  The middle-aged man's face turned even colder: "Is this little beast going to jump into the lake and die?"

  The big-bearded man didn't dare say more and could only lower his head with a great effort.

  The middle-aged man finished speaking, his gaze immediately swept towards me, with a few hints of coldness and disdain. His tone was stiff as he said: "Next time, stay far away from death. I'll consider you a hero if you can do that. What's the point of being reckless and unreasonable in front of your own family?"

  "Uh..." I was just about to speak when someone poked me from behind and whispered, "The old master is still in a bad mood, young master, you'd better say less."

  I wisely shut my mouth, that man reminded me correctly, now is not the best time to explain, this middle-aged man obviously didn't have a good impression of this son from the beginning, whatever I say would be adding fuel to the fire. Of course, I don't think he's more difficult to deal with than my own old dad, they both have that kind of self-righteous and condescending aura about them, but looking at the grandeur of the mansion and his demeanor, this family probably also has a military or political background.

  Seeing me return safely, the two young generals behind him turned out to salute the middle-aged man and said: "Uncle, since fifth brother is safe, we will take our leave first. Our father also has concerns about fifth brother, so we can go back and report."

  The middle-aged man waved his hand and turned back to his house. Before leaving, he stared at me and said heavily: "What a shame!"

  The servants saw their master leave and then hurried over to support me. I shook them off: "I can walk myself!"

  There were still two young men left on the stairs, the one who looked a bit older and more mature kept sighing as he looked at me, while the other had a somewhat gloating look in his eyes. As I walked past him, he smiled and said, "Fifth brother, be careful next time."

  Although I didn't understand what was going on, I could tell he wasn't up to any good, so I whispered: "You're just a bastard!"

  I entered the mansion, and the servants extinguished their torches and scattered. As soon as I entered the main gate, I was stunned. The mansion's pavilions and halls were majestic and undulating, with layer upon layer of dark buildings looming in the shadows. It was much larger than my mother's general's mansion. Which way should I go? Turning back, those two little generals had also disappeared.

  As I was lost in thought, a soft female voice said, "Let's go, what are you still looking at?" I turned my head back and saw that there was an additional small figure in front of me, wearing a long dress, with two buns on her hair, holding a small lantern.

  She saw me standing still and said irritably: "What are you daydreaming about? Let's go!"

  I had no choice but to follow her, walking through the house and out the door, sweating all over before arriving in front of a solitary courtyard wall. The girl pushed open the gate and pointed at the brightly lit main house, saying: "You go in first."

  I kicked and walked in, seeing that the furnishings inside were surprisingly neat and tidy. In the northeast corner, there was a bed made of golden nanmu wood, with mosquito nets hung up. A curved-legged eight-immortal table was placed locally, with tea pots and tea cups all made of white glaze blue and white porcelain. On the west wall, there was a bookcase, with rolls of silk scrolls neatly arranged inside. On the table and bedside, each had a lamp made of golden gauze, with the soft glow of candles jumping, accompanied by a very special fragrance, obviously the lamp oil also added spices.

  Looking at these things, it can be seen that although this miserable son of mine is not well-received, the living conditions are still very luxurious. I'm covered in mud and water, so I can only sit on the stool and wait for that girl. Until now, I still can't guess what her identity is. Judging from her dress, she looks like a little maid, but listening to her tone, it's simply more arrogant than my great-grandmother, which is puzzling.

  Before long, that little girl came in with a stack of clothes and put them on the bedside: "Change into these." She seemed to have nothing extra to say to me.

  I walked to the bedside, kicked off my dirty pants and jacket onto the floor, picked up the new clothes she had prepared for me and put them on. The girl naturally turned her head to one side, saw that I had finished changing, then took all the dirty clothes out. From start to finish, I didn't get a clear look at her face.

  Sitting on the bed, I was thoroughly worried - where is this place, what era it is, I don't know anything about it. Now even who I am has become a question. With great difficulty, I finally made up my mind to do something big with Su Jing, but unexpectedly I ended up in this strange place in a daze. As soon as I arrived, I was treated like a young master by a group of men, and then someone treated me like their son. Finally, even a little girl is so mysterious... Thinking about it, I couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

  "What's wrong? Is there anything else bothering you?"

  I was startled, and it turned out that the little girl had come back again at some point. She still didn't look at me, holding a large rag in her hand to wipe up the mud I had brought in earlier, saying: "You don't even think about it, who else would care about you after you're dead except for Madam? As for Master, you know what he's like, and your two brothers? Humph, Eldest Brother is still somewhat kind-hearted, but Second Brother can't wait for you to make another fool of yourself. And as for those two cousins, don't even get me started. Ah, Miss is a good person, but you're not close with her either. Old Master has five grandsons, and it's no big deal if one of them is missing..."

  She scolded me with her mouth, quickly wiped the floor clean with her hands and feet, and brought a basin of hot water to the bedside, saying "Wash your feet." Then she started again, "You don't care about me either, but you also shouldn't mind my harsh words. If you die, I'll be the only one who can go to your grave and cry for a while..."

  I'm getting more and more confused, what's the relationship between this girl and me? It seems okay to call her a maid, but would a maid dare speak to her master like that? I finally found an opportunity to interrupt her and tentatively said: "Sister, don't get angry and hurt your body..."

  But then this little girl suddenly slammed the rag on the ground and glared at me with her eyes wide, saying "Who's your big sister?"

  She came over and I finally saw her face clearly - this girl, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a small round face, and sweat beads on her cheeks, just like the lucky doll in the New Year's painting. She can't be said to be ugly, but she doesn't dare to compliment me either. I was shocked and stuttered: "You won't be my wife, will you?"

  The little girl's face stiffened, and then she was amused by me again. She picked up the mop and continued to wipe the floor, saying: "Okay, after jumping back into the lake, you'll learn how to tell jokes."

  I secretly let out a sigh of relief, hearing that she wasn't my older sister or wife, so it was definitely the maid, and then I became depressed again: How come now, no matter how you look at it, I'm considered a rich and noble young master, more importantly, other people's maids who cross over with them are all delicate and lovely, they're always shy and blush when teased, and after being trained for two years, they can still be pushed around - yet, they're loyal and grateful to their masters... how did I end up with this one?

  "You'd better get a good night's sleep, and tomorrow morning go pay your respects to the mistress. She was scared enough today, if it weren't for the old master not allowing her to come, she would have come over to see you already."

  "You mean my mom?"

  The little round face stared at me and said, "Who else could it be?"

  I slammed my fist on the bed: "I'm so damn lucky!" In less than a month, I've transformed from a poor and pitiful kid to a supreme treasure worth three moms, and at least two dads... Thinking of my old mom, I suddenly felt anxious again. This time, I didn't come here to be someone's son! I abruptly asked the little round face: "Do you know about the Daughter Country?"

  Xiaoyuan's face was suddenly asked by me, and he casually said: "I know, isn't it in the southeast of our Honglie Empire?"

  My heart sank by more than half, so that means I didn't end up in the Women's Country after all, and I'm still on the United Continent. The Honglie Empire is a place my mom has mentioned many times, it seems to be the strongest country on the United Continent. Then I started thinking about solving the second problem: whether or not I am still me? Even who I am temporarily doesn't matter, I need to figure out if I'm Long Yangyang first, it's related to whether or not I can use the Sword God's body to help my mom!

  I suddenly jumped onto the ground and started dancing wildly with my hands and feet. The little round face was startled: "What are you doing?"

  "Let's get started!"

  Yesterday, the internet was cut off, and I struggled to send the manuscript to Hu Shuo's boss for help with uploading. Thank you to him! It's been a long time since we've had such a responsible Xiao Hua——！Tomorrow, a new chapter will be opened, and then I'll go through all the dog-blooded plot twists in the transmigration articles, everyone get ready.

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