From the time travel, I became extraordinary

Chapter 53 If people don’t save themselves, neither will God.

In the kitchen, Jiang Yao had only half of his bowl of rice left. He had fallen into a deep sleep and even lost control of the chopsticks in his hand, which fell directly to the ground.

"Xiaoyao, Xiaoyao?"

"How long have you not slept, kid? How come you can fall asleep while eating?"

Yuan Xiuhua, who had just come in from outside, saw this scene and muttered something in annoyance.

She picked up the chopsticks from the ground and saw that Jiang Yao's eyes were still not open. She picked up the chopsticks and knocked on Jiang Yao's arm, which made him wake up temporarily.

"I'm not saying anything bad about you, Xiaoyao, but no matter how sleepy you are, you have to finish your meal, take a shower, and then go back to your room to sleep."

"You are in this state now. You can even fall asleep with a bowl of rice in your hands. What a shame!"

Staring at Jiang Yao who had just opened his eyes, Yuan Xiuhua was very dissatisfied and scolded him.

"Mom, I don't want to fall asleep either, but I can't control myself."

"I feel like I may have encountered something unclean. I may have been possessed by an evil spirit!"

"You go out every day and have a lot of contacts. I wonder if you've heard of any powerful mages out there!"

Jiang Yao shook his head and tried to clear his mind.

The sun had just set and the night had not yet completely fallen. During this nap, he seemed to have seen the vague figure in the yellow dress in his dream.

The only thing that made him feel fortunate was that, perhaps because the afterglow of the setting sun had not yet completely dissipated, the figure was in the fog and was still far away from him.

"What? Xiaoyao, did you meet something unclean?" Yuan Xiuhua was stunned.

After walking a few steps to Jiang Yao's side and touching his forehead, Yuan Xiuhua felt that he was not having a fever or talking nonsense. Her face was full of seriousness, and she said, "Tell me in detail, what is going on?"

Scratching the back of his head, Jiang Yao explained, "Mom, you saw it just now. I can fall asleep even when I'm eating."

"Besides, this is not just an ordinary sleep. I also have dreams. In my dreams, I always see a girl in a yellow dress."

……

Naturally, he couldn't tell his mother in detail about what happened in Qianli Mountain.

At this moment, he just briefly described to Yuan Xiuhua some of the circumstances of his dream.

"In places like the river, there are piles of graves everywhere."

"You always like to go to those places. It must be because of this reason that you provoked something."

"You stay at home these few days. I'll go out and ask around to see where there's a powerful wizard. I'll ask him to help you perform a ritual to exorcise the evil spirit!"

Jiang Yao didn't tell him the reason, but Yuan Xiuhua had already figured it out in her mind. She glared at Jiang Yao and warned him.

"Okay! I understand." Jiang Yao nodded and finished the remaining half bowl of rice in his hand in a few bites.

Although he was only half full, he had no intention of adding more food to his bowl.

Amid his mother's constant scolding and admonishment, he cleaned up the dishes, washed himself briefly, and went straight back to his room.

Jiang Yao didn't sleep last night, and even though he took a nap this morning, he still felt very tired.

Knowing very well that as long as he fell asleep, he might be entangled by Huang Cuicui, he repeatedly warned himself not to fall asleep. However, less than half an hour after returning to the room, he still couldn't control himself and fell into a deep sleep.

The next day, around nine in the morning.

Jiang Yao opened his eyes and slowly got up from the bed.

Every part of his body was sore and he was extremely tired. He originally wanted to change his wet underwear, but after taking only two steps, he staggered and almost fell.

"Who said that spring dreams leave no traces..."

"After just one night of being entangled by Huang Cuicui, my hands and feet became weak and I could barely walk."

"After two or three days, I may not even be able to get out of bed." Jiang Yao looked extremely ugly and took a look in the mirror.

The person in the mirror not only looked pale, but even his eye sockets seemed to be sunken.

The cart was still there at home. Mother Yuan Xiuhua should not have gone out to sell vegetables today, which was a rare occasion. However, Jiang Yao looked around the house but did not see her.

Jiang Yao has long been accustomed to being alone at home.

He used to be able to eat a big bowl of noodles, but today his appetite seemed to be poor. After eating just a little, he felt nauseous and wanted to vomit.

He poured the remaining half bowl of noodles into the trash can and moved a chair to sit at the door.

The warm sunlight shone on his body for a while, and the extreme discomfort he was feeling was finally relieved a little.

"Uncle Yao!" In less than half an hour, Bingzai appeared in Jiang Yao's sight.

This guy was staggering even when he walked, as if he could be blown away by the wind.

In addition to his pale face, he looked even thinner as he was already quite thin.

"I dreamt about Huang Cuicui again last night."

"I was entangled with her all night. When I woke up this morning, I could hardly stand and even fell several times."

"I've rested at home for an hour or two, and I've finally recovered some strength. Now I'm coming to your place, Uncle Yao."

With his head hung, Bingzai looked absent-minded. He moved a chair over and sat down next to Jiang Yao.

After a long silence, he finally mustered up the courage to ask again, "Tell me, if this matter is not resolved, will we really die?"

"What do you think?" Jiang Yao responded coldly.

He came up to the soldier, pointed at his own face, and said, "Look for yourself, my face is so white, and my eye sockets are sunken."

"It's not just you who is entangled with Huang Cuicui. Last night, in my dream, I was also entangled by Huang Cuicui for the whole night!"

This was a matter of life and death. Even if he had a good relationship with Bingzai, Jiang Yao would not be able to give him a good look at this time.

The soldier didn't say anything. He silently took out a pack of red flowers, handed one to Jiang Yao, and then took out one and lit it for himself.

The atmosphere was a bit awkward and both of them fell into silence.

However, this situation did not last long. Two bicycles came from a distance and stopped in front of Jiang Yao's house.

"Bingzai, Jiang Yao..." The two people who came were Gou Zi and Tong Gang.

Their faces also looked unhappy. After greeting the two men, they each moved a chair out of the house and sat down near Jiang Yao.

"Did you two dream about Huang Cuicui last night?"

"Well, Jiang Yao, where are you and Bingzi?"

"Same thing. Unless we find someone to watch over us every night, if this continues for a few nights, we will probably be bedridden and won't even have the strength to walk."

"Jiang Yao, you said before that a few of us might die because of this. I only believed it 80% at most before, but now, I believe it completely."

"I asked my family about the mage, and they only knew of a carpenter named Xu, but he's dead. There may be other such people in the remote towns in the county, but it won't be easy to find them."

"Jiang Yao, you know more about this than any of us. We will do whatever you say. We will listen to you!"

……

With heavy hearts, they chatted for a few minutes and then all their eyes fell on Jiang Yao.

After a while, Jiang Yao's face turned ruthless, and he slowly uttered a few words: "If people don't save themselves, God will not help them..."

(End of this chapter)