A Dream of Yellow Millet, Turning Over a New Leaf

The City Guards sped up, and Lin Feng quickened his pace as well.

Of the group preparing to rob him, only two whose martial arts had reached a minor level of mastery managed to keep up with Lin Feng.

The others were all left behind.

After running for a while, Lin Feng gradually began to fall behind too.

With his current strength, his speed still could not match a tall horse with four legs.

The City Guards were getting farther and farther away, while the two bandits behind him were drawing ever closer.

Once they caught up, he would definitely be no match for them.

Lin Feng made a snap decision. He turned sharply right and plunged headlong into the woods by the roadside, opening a small gap between himself and the two bandits.

The two bandits hesitated for a moment, then rushed into the woods after him.

Lin Feng ran for over an hour, yet the two men were still chasing him.

Lin Feng was carrying too many things, and his stamina was starting to give out.

These things were certainly important.

But they were not more important than his own life.

If he threw away everything he was carrying, perhaps he could still save his life.

He first removed the cured meat hanging from his body, ready to toss it away.

Suddenly, two loud shouts came from behind him.

"Heaven Splitting Saber!"

"Blood Drinking Sword!"

Lin Feng instinctively turned to look.

A forty-meter saber formed from true qi collided with a blood-red longsword of equal size.

Boom! A visible shockwave spread from the point of impact.

Not good! Lin Feng threw himself forward and hit the ground.

Crack! Crack! Within several dozen meters, every tree struck by the shockwave snapped cleanly in half.

The ground shook so violently that it nearly flung Lin Feng into the air.

After the tremors subsided, Lin Feng raised his head to look.

Two deep gashes, each dozens of meters long, had been carved into the ground behind him, separating him from the two bandits.

The two bandits behind him had not reacted as quickly as he had. Grazed by the shockwave, they lay on the ground groaning.

The original owner had heard that martial arts in this world were immensely powerful, but he had never imagined they could be this powerful.

Lin Feng looked up.

He discovered a man in white standing atop the tip of a tree, a long saber in hand.

The man in white had a cold, stern expression, and the cloak behind him fluttered in the wind.

Lin Feng glanced at the man's status panel, only to find it filled entirely with question marks.

The gap between them was too great for him to read any information.

Lin Feng then looked straight ahead of the man in white and saw a red-robed man standing on the tip of an opposing tree, a longsword in hand.

The man in white spoke. "Li Chengfeng, you have crossed the line."

His voice was not loud, yet it sounded like a thunderclap exploding beside Lin Feng's ear.

The red-robed man opposite him spoke as well. "Hehe, Zheng Haotian, you are meddling far too much. The world is vast. I will go wherever I please."

Lin Feng realized that neither of them had looked at him at all.

To them, the three people on the ground were merely insignificant ants.

Lin Feng scrambled to his feet and ran.

When immortals fought, mortals suffered.

Staying here to watch the show would be nothing but courting death. Taking the chance to escape was the proper course.

The two men standing atop the trees never once glanced downward from beginning to end.

Boom! Boom! Crack! Crack!

After Lin Feng ran more than a li, more thunderous explosions and the sounds of trees snapping came from behind him.

Whoosh! An old man carrying a longsword on his back flew fifty meters above Lin Feng's head, moving as fast as a fighter jet.

Another powerhouse had arrived.

Lin Feng kept running.

Only after running four or five li did Lin Feng slow down, gasping for breath.

Huff, huff. Were those two bandits chasing me dead or not?

Should I wait for those peerless experts to finish fighting, then go back and loot the bodies?

Lin Feng glanced at the sun slanting westward, then thought of the group of City Guards leaving the city and dismissed the idea.

With such a huge commotion, the City Guards would definitely investigate. It would be bad if they ran into him.

Seeing such powerful experts fight made Lin Feng's blood surge.

So martial arts in this world were truly this powerful.

With the system's support, even the most exceptional geniuses in this world could not cultivate as quickly as he could.

Before long, he too would become a powerhouse like them.

As Lin Feng headed home, he considered how he should deal with his family after returning.

Though he and the original Lin Feng shared the same name and looked identical, their personalities were utterly different.

In other words, their character settings were completely different.

His character could not gradually change bit by bit; he needed a sudden awakening.

By the time he reached the village entrance, Lin Feng had an idea. Smiling, he walked into the village.

An auntie sitting by the roadside sized Lin Feng up twice and said, "Isn't this Xiao Feng?

Where did you go last night?

When you did not come back last night, your mother and your sick wife were worried sick.

Your mother and wife packed their things and were preparing to take the child to the County Town to find you, but the Village Chief stopped them.

What if they had really set out and encountered bad people on the road?

Hurry home. Your family's crying has not stopped all day."

When Lin Feng heard this, his nose suddenly stung for no reason.

What sins had the original owner committed?

No matter how much of a bastard the original owner had been, he was still a piece of flesh that had fallen from his mother's body, still the pillar holding up the family.

With him gone, the whole family was surely worried sick.

Now that he had become Lin Feng of this world, he had to shoulder this family.

Creak. Reaching his doorstep, Lin Feng shoved open the courtyard gate.

He saw an elderly woman sitting in the courtyard with a strip of rag wrapped around her head.

Tears filled the old woman's eyes, her gaze was vacant, and a dark red stain seeped through the rag on her head.

This elderly woman was Lin Feng's mother.

When she saw Lin Feng, life instantly returned to her eyes, only for them to quickly turn stern.

"You little beast, you still know how to come home."

Lin Feng had long since figured out how to reverse his character setting.

He rushed to his mother's side, slid to his knees, wrapped his arms around her leg, pressed his face against it, and began to cry.

He had thought it would be difficult to force out tears.

Yet at the sight of his mother's miserable state, tears flowed down his face against his will.

"Wuwu, Mother, your son has been unfilial and made you worry."

Mother Lin was startled by her son. Already angry at heart, she raised her hand, ready to give Lin Feng two resounding slaps.

But when she heard him crying so miserably, tears began to fall from her own eyes as well.

The hand she had raised slowly came down upon Lin Feng's head, gently stroking it.

"Wuwu, my son, where did you go last night?

You worried me and your wife sick.

These are troubled times. Do not spend the night outside again.

Your wife Chunlan and I have discussed it. If you want to drink in the future, just tell us, and we will buy it for you.

As long as you live properly with Chunlan, anything is fine."

"Wuwu, Mother, your son will never drink again.

A divine being enlightened me. In a dream of yellow millet, I lived through several decades and have already turned over a new leaf.

From now on, I will certainly honor Mother properly and care for my wife and child."

Mothers were always quick to believe their sons' words.

Upon hearing this, Mother Lin's hand stroking Lin Feng's head began to tremble.

"Son, is what you said true? Tell Mother quickly, what exactly happened?"

Lin Feng began to tell his story.

"The day before yesterday, after I left home and had walked for two hours, a wave of drowsiness suddenly struck me. In a daze, I leaned against a tree and fell asleep.

I dreamed that I went to another world, where I lived alone and helpless for more than twenty years before finally working myself to death.

Then a voice told me that my ties to this mortal world had not yet ended, and told me to return and properly honor Mother and care for the family.

When I woke up, I found quite a bit of silver in my arms."

After Lin Feng finished speaking, his mother had not yet said anything.

A little child with a babyish voice snapped at Lin Feng.

"You stinking drunkard, are you making up nonsense again?"

"Grandma, don't believe him. He must be trying to fool you again."