Ranch Story: Start Over

This time, the situation was different. Due to the lack of matching artifacts to trace the memories of the couple, Luo Linnan was not an expert in this field, so he could not make up a search. Fortunately, Zhang Tianshi was familiar with this kind of thing.

Everyone witnessed with their own eyes that Zhang Tianshi successively made several talisman-like marks at the two people, and dazzling golden light continuously injected into their bodies.

As time goes by, the originally blurry picture gradually becomes clearer, and finally presents a complete image.

"Where is this place? Does anyone here know? This is the image of them before they died that I pieced together from the fragments of their remaining memories."

Zhang Tianshi has tried his best. After all, in this world, it is not easy to calculate the past and future of others. Perhaps it is because the ability of mechanical civilization to predict the future is not applicable in this environment.

Seeing that everyone looked troubled and at a loss, Zhang Tianshi suddenly turned his gaze to Xiao Ai and asked:

"Xiao Ai, don't you love going out to play? Do you have any impression of such an iconic building?"

Luo Linnan transferred his hope to Duan Zhaoai, hoping that these images would remind her of something.

"No, little boy, the Principality of Huaxia is vast and rich in resources. I have been to many places, but I don't remember seeing this place.

Could this be a newly emerging city?"

Gast, who was standing aside and silently observing the video, seemed to remember something at this moment and suddenly spoke:

"Brother Feng, Brother Luo, I think this place looks very familiar! It seems to be a newly built town within the jurisdiction of Portia. As for the bronze statue... I have some impression of it."

"Oh? Are you sure it's there?"

After hearing what Gast said, everyone turned their eyes to him.

"Well... I can't guarantee it 100%, but the background environment is indeed very similar. Especially these plants and buildings, they are somewhat consistent with what I remember. It's just that the journey is a little farther."

Gast nodded firmly, indicating that he was quite confident in this judgment.

Luo Linnan smiled slightly and comforted everyone:

"It's okay. We still have plenty of time today! I'll let the Somersault Cloud speed up in a moment. You can just rest assured and leave the rest to me."

"Old man, let's go together. You must not abandon us! Without your foresight, we would be completely in the dark and would not know anything. And didn't you just mention that there might be some chance encounters? Then let's go together!"

Feng Ling hastily extended a warm invitation to the old man. Faced with the sincere and enthusiastic attitude of Feng Ling and others, the old man naturally couldn't refuse, so he immediately agreed and expressed his willingness to embark on this unknown journey with Feng Ling and others.

Seeing Luo Linnan summon a snow-white, fairy-like cloud from the sky, the old Taoist couldn't help but widen his eyes, his face full of disbelief. He slowly approached the magical cloud, carefully observing every detail of it, then carefully reached out his hand and gently stroked it a few times.

As the old Taoist touched it, he exclaimed:

"Wow...it's amazing! This somersault cloud is so real, it seems to have life!"

Luo Linnan, who was standing nearby, quietly watched the old Taoist priest's every move. He noticed that when the old Taoist priest touched the Somersault Cloud, the Somersault Cloud did not show any signs of rejection. On the contrary, it seemed to enjoy the old Taoist priest's touch and trembled slightly, as if communicating with the old Taoist priest.

Luo Linnan thought, "It seems that this old Taoist is indeed a pure practitioner, and he is very blessed, so he can be recognized by the Somersault Cloud. Otherwise, with the spirituality of the Somersault Cloud, how could it be possible for an ordinary person to touch it so easily?"

Thinking of this, even though the other party's cultivation was not high and it was his first time in the magic world, even so, Luo Linnan had a little more respect for the old Taoist priest.

"Let's go. Time is running out. We have to set off quickly. Gast, I will fly at a low altitude. You just need to tell me the general direction."

The Rowling man turned and said to Gast.

"Okay, Brother Luo." Gast nodded, then pointed forward and said, "Let's fly in that direction."

So, the group boarded the somersault cloud and began their journey. During the flight, Luo Linnan constantly adjusted the direction of the somersault cloud according to Gast's instructions. Although they encountered some minor troubles along the way, fortunately everyone was safe.

After more than three hours of galloping, the speed of the Somersault Cloud has soared to more than 400 kilometers per hour. Although this amazing speed is not as amazing as the legendary one, it is still jaw-dropping enough. Feng Ling couldn't help but show envy for such an excellent flying mount.

It seemed that the closer they got to the target location, the clearer the memories of the protected man and the female ghost Xiaowan under the oil-paper umbrella emerged. With the two of them joining the group and guiding the direction, Feng Ling and his group finally arrived at the Sand Town at noon - a newly emerged border town located in the desert.

Looking down from the sky, one can see a huge magic circle structure tightly wrapping the entire town. It seems that the power behind this emerging town is really beyond imagination!

"It's here, it's here! My home is here. I remember, I am Ling Xiaowan, the daughter of the mayor of Sand Town, and he..."

As if she suddenly recalled something that she couldn't bear to look back on, Ling Xiaowan hesitated to speak, but after hesitating for a long time, she finally confided:

"He is actually the eldest son of my family's enemy."

“Uh…Romeo and Juliet?”

Feng Ling's heart suddenly moved, and he immediately thought of a great work in the original world. The situations of these two people are exactly the same!

The feud of the previous generation has continued to the two most outstanding young people of this generation. It seems that this feud is destined to come to an end here.

I didn't expect that I would be unintentionally involved in such a huge opportunity. I just hope it won't be too difficult.

"What?"

Seeing that everyone seemed to understand what he said, Feng Ling simply told the whole story of "Romeo and Juliet" in the original world. When he finished, everyone showed great interest and cast their eyes on the ghost couple.

It is hard to say that there is no similarity between these situations; to be precise, they are simply cast in the same mold!

The male ghost was called Xie Ying. He also smiled bitterly and muttered to himself:

"Brother Feng is right, but I always think that there is nothing wrong with our true love. In fact, the reason why the feud between the previous generations was so deep was all due to a serious misunderstanding. Now that we are both dead, I think they should be satisfied."

I don't know whether he is satisfied or not, but Luo Lin pointed to the scene in the clouds below and looked at the layout below. This is a funeral, but it is also obvious that these are two groups of people holding a funeral, and there is also a sense of tension.

"Let's go down first to test the wind and see if there is any chance to ease the situation."

Feng Ling's proposal was supported by everyone. Luo Linnan controlled the somersault cloud to carry everyone down, then took out a few white clothes and pretended to be Ling Xiaowan's friend to come and pay his respects.

Feng Ling and others were relatively low-key, and with Ling Xiaowan's token, a young girl greeted them at the door. She sobbed twice and said:

"You are my sister's good friends. Thank you for coming this time."

"The dead cannot be resurrected. As her good friends, it is only natural for us to come and see her off."

The other party nodded and led everyone to the mourning hall.

At this time, Feng Ling looked at this unique mourning hall and felt a little confused for a moment:

"Why would you hold this funeral together with another man's? Besides, I always feel like their eyes are not very friendly."

The woman in white snorted coldly and said:

"If it wasn't for their eldest son seducing my sister, how could she have abandoned the family business and eloped for him? Now my mother is sick, and my father is also very anxious. It was not until today that he had some energy to deal with my sister's affairs."

Feeling the vibration in the paper umbrella, Feng Ling patted it gently, and Ling Xiaowan calmed down.

"Beautiful lady, can you tell us what happened? If Xiaowan's friends hadn't told us, we would still be waiting anxiously for her to come back."

Ling Xiaowan and Xie Ying's previous memories were very incomplete, so Feng Ling and the others didn't know the cause and effect. But now, from Ling Xiaowan's sister, Feng Ling realized that this matter was far more complicated than the version of Romeo and Juliet.

"Well, it's time for you to judge for yourself."