Qianqianjie, kidnap a reborn prince back to the modern era

Just when Qian You was at a loss, a middle-aged man appeared in front of him and sat behind a table.

"Why are you here again? This shouldn't happen! No message for you has been sent here!"

The man flipped through the newspaper on the table with an incredible look on his face.

"This is where?"

"It is the hub of the three realms and also a transit point."

"Three realms? Which three realms?"

"The heavens, the earth, and the human world. In ancient times, there were nine realms in total. The gods, the immortals, the human world, the demons, the Buddhas, the ghosts, the demons, the monsters, and the spirits. However, when chaos first began, it lasted for hundreds of millions of years, with constant fighting and disintegration, destruction, and search for balance again. Finally, it evolved into six realms. Now, it has merged into three realms."

The man spoke in a flat tone, as if he was speaking a line.

"Is this the transit station to the three realms?"

Qian You looked around blankly, and there was nothing he could see.

"Yes, no matter which realm you come from, I can receive a message. I am only responsible for receiving it, and then providing you with the necessary options based on your merits and demerits in this life in that realm."

“Is there any other option?”

She remembered that she didn't have a choice last time?

“The vast majority do not. Only those who have made great contributions in one realm have the right to choose to go to the upper realm or continue to stay in the original realm, and choose the previous life or the next life they want to go to.

Of course, those who have committed serious sins have no choice and will be sent directly to the underworld where they originally existed, and their fate will also be random.

The vast majority of you are still in your original interface, randomly selecting different time and space, and continuing to experience one of your past lives or one of your future lives."

"Oh, it's random."

No wonder I don’t know which past life or time I have fallen into.

"Your information has not yet arrived here. I cannot send you to any realm, and you cannot enter any of your previous lives or future lives in the human world."

The man closed the book and looked at her calmly.

"Then what should I do?"

Qian You was a little at a loss.

If possible, she would like to go back to her previous life, to her modern home. She missed her parents, grandparents, and grandparents-in-law, and she believed that her family there must miss her too.

However, there are still many good friends here.

Cangyu, Qiaomu, Qiao Nan, the second uncle, and Hongniang, who may or may not be the second aunt.

"Go back. Just go back the same way you came. There's nothing good to stay here. You can't stay any longer."

As the middle-aged man spoke, the white space disappeared.

Qian You felt dizzy and felt waves of numbness and tingling, as if the blood was gradually flowing back into his body.

Is this the white space that Cangyu once said he saw?

He said that a middle-aged man gave him a choice and he could go to the fairyland, but he chose to go back to the time when he was 19 years old in his previous life.

She felt someone touching her and a voice kept calling her name, but she couldn't open her eyes.

"pain!"

She finally had a clear sense of pain.

It felt like an electric current was invading her brain, making her feel numb and dizzy.

"Are you awake?"

A voice that couldn't be any softer sounded in her ears, and she felt it was very familiar.

She tried to open her eyes, but her eyelids felt heavy.

She moved her fingers slightly and felt her hands being held by a pair of big hands.

"Are you awake? Wake up and look at me before you go back to sleep, okay?"

The hoarse whispers gradually brought her back to her senses.

She concentrated all her strength and pried open her eyelids.

The direct sunlight made her feel a little uncomfortable, and she closed her eyes again, but she knew that she was back.

Her body was gently embraced, her breathing became a little rapid, she gathered her strength again and this time opened her eyes.

A blurry head was too close, so she tilted her head back.

"Qian You, Qian You, you woke up, you scared me to death."

She tried to focus her eyes and saw a nervous and anxious face hugging her.

Qian You blinked lightly and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"thirsty!"

Qian You tried to speak, but the sound he made was uncontrollable and could not be any softer.

"What? Sorry, I didn't hear you."

Qiumu felt a little guilty.

Qian You's voice was too soft, so he moved his head closer.

"Thirst, water."

After Qianyou made the first sound, he found his own voice.

"Water, water, right away, right away, wait."

Qiao Mu picked her up gently, walked to a stream and squatted down.

He washed his hands, scooped up the water, and carefully dripped it into Qianyou's mouth.

"Where is this? Why are there only two of us?"

"I don't know. It should be the lower reaches of that river. We were washed here. You jumped into the river. Do you remember?"

Qian You seemed to be recalling something and nodded after a while.

She had no choice but to jump into the river to escape from the pack of wolves in the hunting ground.

"Do you know how scared I was? You can't swim, but you dare to jump into the river?"

"where are they?"

"I don't know. I think he's still looking for you."

"What's wrong with you? Why are you here?"

Qian You looked at the person who was wiping her carefully with water.

"We rushed to the forest, Cangyu led his men to fight the remaining wolves. I went looking for you and found you by the river, and I found this."

He took out the hairpin from his arms, washed Qianyou's hair with clean water, dried it with his inner strength, combed it, and fixed it with the hairpin.

This series of actions seemed like returning to his childhood when he often took care of his two younger sisters like this.

"Are there many wounds on your body? With so many wolves, it's impossible for you not to be injured. I'll carry you to a place and treat your wounds first to avoid infection."

Over the years, he has become accustomed to Qian You's choice of words.

Qian You tried to move, but the bruises on her flesh and bones made her take a deep breath.

Qiao Mu held her carefully, walked along the river bank, facing the setting sun, and looked out. In the distance, there was smoke rising like stars.

"anyone there?"

Qiao Mu stopped at the nearest thatched courtyard, which looked a bit like their childhood home.

"Who?"

An old woman pushed open the rickety door and looked with her dim eyes at a man and a woman standing in front of the gate.

"Mother-in-law, we were washed here by the river upstream, and my sister is injured. Can I rest here for a while?"

The old man saw the young girl covered in bruises in the man's arms.

"Oh! Poor thing, how did you fall into the river? Come in quickly."

Qiao Mu thanked him hurriedly and carried Qian You into the hut.

The thatched hut is the same as it was in the old days, with simple furnishings inside, but it is very clean.

"It will make your bed dirty."

Qiumu felt a little embarrassed looking at the washed-out sheets, and felt a little at a loss.

"It's okay. You can wash it when it gets dirty. Put her down. Go get some water from the well and heat it up on the stove. I'll help her clean and change her clothes. I can tell you're an unmarried couple. You're embarrassed."

The old woman's eyes were blurry, but her gaze was kind. She looked at Qiao Muru, treating him with great care, and comforted him.

"No, mother-in-law, you misunderstood, it's not."

Qian You felt so much pain all over his body that he couldn't help but speak.

Qiao Mu was a little flustered.

He carefully put Qianyou down, glanced at the old woman, turned around and went out to fetch some water and boil some.