Song Chen only felt that his brain was as muddled as if it were filled with glue. He opened his eyes hazily, and the incessant grumbling in his ears continued unabated.

"You stupid girl, get up! You're always like this, not even a pig is as useless as you. A pig could be sold for money, but no one would buy you, not even for free. You've been a burden on us all these years, wasting our food! From now on, don't expect to eat from our pot anymore. I don't believe you can find your way back this time!"

His head throbbed as if it were about to burst, and he instinctively wanted to cover it with his hands. However, before his hand even rose, someone forcefully pulled him back.

"You deadbeat, wake up! I gotta get back before nightfall."

Song Chen stumbled, frowning and following the sound. He saw a gray-haired old woman with a fierce expression pulling at something.

The old woman wore a gray vest with patches, the sleeves and legs were rolled up, she looked like a compass.

Where was this bombed? When did mainland China become so poor?

No!

Song Chen's brain buzzed. He clearly remembered being blown up.

It blew up the entire lab, destroying all the research in an instant. There's no doubt that whoever was in there would have been obliterated.

How could you possibly get blown to another place!

Such a dress for an old woman...

That's something you would only see in ancient costume dramas.

Song Chen began to look around at his surroundings. All he saw were towering trees, providing shade from the sun.

Now, how did you end up here? And what about the old woman we saw earlier?

"You...ah..."

Song Chen opened his mouth to ask about the old woman, but just as he spoke, he was suddenly pushed and shoved, losing his balance and rolling down from the height.

The old woman looked at Song Chen, her eyes full of malice.

"I don't believe it, if he rolls down from here, that idiot will still be alive!"

I've wanted to throw away so many things in the past, but I always found them again. Finally, when I grew up and wanted to sell them for money, no one would buy them because they thought I was a fool.

I don't want to raise this fool anymore, so this time I specially found such a place. If you fall from here, there's no way to survive.

Only when she could no longer see Song Chen's shadow did the old woman nod in satisfaction, clapping her hands before turning back home.

Finally got rid of that idiot. The saved food will allow my precious grandchild to grow taller and healthier. After all, a chubby and white child is a lucky one.

The sudden change woke Song Chen from his daze. He hurriedly used the surrounding environment to lessen the force of his fall, and after rolling down another slope, his vision widened, revealing nothing but a sea of emerald green.

With a splash, he fell into the water and choked on several mouthfuls of water before Song Chen managed to surface and swim towards the shore using his limbs.

Luckily, the place where he was pushed down should be rarely visited. The ground was covered with thick fallen leaves. Apart from a bruise and some minor injuries, there were no particularly obvious wounds.

The exhausted creature, washed ashore, lay limp in the grass, gasping for breath.

... only ...

Before he could even catch his breath, a long sword was pressed against his neck. The icy chill sent shivers down his spine.

"Ao Yi!" A deep voice echoed from behind, sounding a bit weak but brimming with authority.

Ao Yi was the master swordsman, hearing his master's voice he became a little anxious, "Master, we can't let this person go, what if they spread word outside....."

The man behind her didn't say anything else, but Song Chen could feel as if the air around them had solidified.

His face changed dramatically, he retracted his sword and immediately knelt before his master.

"A single mistake from me, please punish me, Master."

The man's eyelid twitched. "Thirty silver coins when you get back."

"Thank you, master." Cang Yi hurriedly thanked him.

As the head of the Azure Eight Guards, who serve as the close protectors of their master, Cang Yi questioning his master's orders is absolutely unacceptable. Whether it's the Azure Eight Guards or the Xuan Cang Army, they must all obey their master's commands at any time and never disobey.

Song Chen listened to the conversation between the two people, still maintaining his previous posture, unchanged, watching quietly.

After a moment of silence, the man spoke again, "Go find some wild fruit and leave some medicine for the wounded."

"Cang Yi cannot leave his master alone here." Cang Yi did not want to.

Even if the master were to severely punish him, he would have no complaints. Letting his master be injured was already his dereliction of duty. Now, allowing the master to be with someone of unknown origins, but if the other party had any ill intentions, the master's life would be in danger.

The man's voice suddenly turned cold. "It seems you want a new master."

Soichi knelt heavily before the man, "Soichi has only one master in his lifetime. If there is any rebellious heart, may heaven strike him with five thunderbolts and he will not have a good death..."

"Oh..."

A sigh echoed from not far away. It turned out that Song Chen had already gotten up at some point, and after listening to Cao Yi's words, he sighed helplessly.

Now, she has figured out her situation. The one in the modern world is indeed dead, but for some reason, her soul ended up in this girl who shares her name and surname.

This girl was born with intellectual disabilities and was brought out by her relatives to be killed, which is the old woman seen before.

I don't know why soul transmigration would happen, but as someone who is definitely going to die, being able to live again is a blessing from heaven.

Song Chen's sigh caught Cang Yi and his master's attention.

One filled with anger, one filled with inquiry.

Perhaps it was the intensity of their gazes, but Song Chen had to pull himself back from his thoughts. He turned his head to look at the two people over there.

Although Cang Yi had already met Song Chen, Cang Yi's master had only heard of him but never seen him. However, with just one glance, Song Chen felt himself losing control of his own eyes.

Because I can't move my eyes!

That man is too handsome, right? His black hair is long and a little messy, with some strands falling onto his forehead. He's tall and well-proportioned, with perfect lines. Even the distance between each part of his face seems to have been carefully measured.

Although the man radiated coldness from head to toe, his pale face made him seem rather pitiful.

Song Chen suddenly felt that the word "sick" was tailor-made for him. This scene was still pleasing to the eye, despite its grim nature.

"Little beggar, are you looking for death? To stare at my master like that." Cang looked at Song Chen's eyes, feeling his sword practically buzzing in its sheath.

What manner of person is his master, for a lowly beggar to dare have such covetous eyes upon him!

Song Chen blinked a little nervously and spoke softly, "He's seriously injured. If we wait any longer, even the gods wouldn't be able to save him."