Courtyard House: My Time Travel is a Bit Too Strong

"This lobster is terrifyingly big! Where did you find it?" Liu Qian's eyes widened, her voice trembling.

"I picked it up casually from a crevice in the rocks after the tide went out," Lin Quan said with a relaxed smile.

"Crabs are also washed ashore by the waves?" Chen Shiyan raised an eyebrow, not believing it at all.

"Yes," Lin Quan replied readily.

"Just looking at this plating makes my mouth water," Cheng said with a smile, her Adam's apple bobbing.

"Dinner's ready!" Lin Quan slammed his hand on the table.

With their bellies round and full, the group swayed into the bath.

The pool in the basement was so narrow that it was difficult to even turn around.

As their warm, smooth skin touched, Lin Quan's heart suddenly raced.

With his two sons away, he felt quite at ease and could practice however he wanted.

As night deepened, he sat upright on the balcony, drawing starlight and moonlight into his body and slowly refining them.

Chen Shiyan, Liu Yan... even Joanna couldn't hold on any longer and curled up on the sofa and fell into a deep sleep early on.

The clear, pure power of the stars and moon flowed through the meridians, like a stream flowing into a river, eventually converging into the lower dantian.

"After three more months of arduous training, I will steadily advance to the mid-stage of Foundation Establishment."

"If a few girls with special bloodlines could lend a hand, the progress could be accelerated even further."

He endured the pain for more than three hours, his body turning pale and cold. He then turned around and took another hot bath.

I slept soundly until dawn, finished my morning exercise, hopped on my electric scooter and headed straight to the market.

He only had sea cucumber, abalone, and fish maw on hand to make Buddha Jumps Over the Wall.

"To start now would be a waste of good stuff—we'll wait until we get back to our hometown, where the fire is burning brightly and the broth is plentiful, before we officially open the jar."

I searched the whole market and found only good breeds of chicken; but when I stewed them with Buddha Jumps Over the Wall, the flavor was still bland.

If you're going to do it, do it to the top—use the best materials, combine them with traditional techniques, and you'll achieve true mastery.

Having been a chef for many years, Lin Quan can discern the essence and character of ingredients at a glance.

After finishing the shopping, I turned my electric scooter into the residential area and put all the groceries into my personal storage space.

As soon as school summer vacation started, he took Chen Shiyan and the others back to their hometown.

In the eyes of her parents and father-in-law, Liu Yan and Liu Qian were nothing more than Chen Shiyan's close friends.

Chen Shiyan, Liu Yan, and Liu Qian clocked in for work on time; Zhao Youruo, Cheng Xiao, Joanna, and Nie Xiaoyu sat around in the living room playing mahjong.

Lin Quan glanced at the four faces, each with its own unique charm, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

"Brother Quan, come and play a round for me!" Nie Xiaoyu called out, pushing her cards forward.

"You play, I'll lend a hand." He walked behind her, his fingertips lightly touching the back of the chair.

"Glib-tongued." Nie Xiaoyu glanced at her sideways, her eyes slightly upturned.

After two hours of desk work, he put on an apron and went into the kitchen.

"Cooking again?" Joanna asked, leaning against the doorframe, knowing full well what was going on.

"Still dare to work overtime?" Lin Quan smiled and turned his head.

"Whoever calls 'stop' first loses." Her eyes flickered, her eyelashes fluttering.

Because of this little fox, lunch was delayed for more than an hour before it was served.

After filling his stomach, he picked up his cigarettes, alcohol, and tea, then rode his bicycle out to visit the three shop managers.

Xiao Chu Wang has three stores: Li Xiong is in charge of store number one, Ma Tao is in charge of store number two, and Liu Yu manages store number three.

From this alone, Lin Quan's monthly net profit easily exceeds three million.

The goods on the truck were divided into three portions, one for each person; the dinner party that evening had been arranged in advance.

After several rounds of drinks, the card game became noisy, with heavy drinking and fierce competition, and the party ended at ten o'clock.

I stopped by a bar for a bit, strolled along the street, and finally returned to Cuizhu Residential Area.

"There's an auto show tomorrow. I'll take a look at the car models on my way—if one catches my eye, I might as well give her a try."

Lin Quan knew in his heart: instead of dawdling under the moon and flowers, it was better to make a decisive decision on the spot.

Working from nine to five, returning home to rest, the sun rises and the moon sets, and life goes on as usual.

At 10 a.m., he strolled to the center of the exhibition hall.

"Director Lin, can I take a photo with you?"

"Mr. Lin, could you please sign your name?"

"Director Lin, this is my business card!"

On and off the stage, men, women, young and old, all swarmed around.

He's not like Wang Xiaopao; he doesn't change his tune every three days.

For him, his bedmate is someone he truly "shares a pillow with," not someone he "shares with."

His gaze swept over rows of luxury cars—front-wheel drive, rear-wheel drive, and four-wheel drive—and he didn't linger; he turned and left.

As the electric scooter drove away, he casually tossed a stack of business cards into a roadside trash can.

Only one was tucked inside his notebook—

"Li Xiushu, a natural beauty, possesses superior facial features and figure, and her Vermilion Bird bloodline is remarkably pure."

Lin Quan went home after get off work as usual, changed his clothes, got on his electric scooter and went out.

Li Xiushu was taken aback when she saw that he was riding an electric scooter.

"Hey beautiful, wanna go for a drive?" Lin Quan asked with a smile.

"Mmm," she responded softly, fastening her helmet as she did so, and silently sat down on the back of his seat.

The car moved slowly along the road, and he occasionally applied the brakes, his rhythmic movements relaxed yet comfortable.

I ate my late-night snack at a street stall, and on the way back, I turned into a rental apartment complex and pushed open the door to that uninhabited villa.

He bought 36 villas in the Cuizhu residential area in one go—seven of which already had owners, and the remaining 29 were fully equipped with everything from beds, cabinets, and sofas to refrigerators and air conditioners, even toothbrushes and towels, so you could move in right away.

After practicing the Yin-Yang True Scripture for a while, harmonizing Yin and Yang and refining the chaotic true essence, my internal strength became even more substantial.

Last night, I completely won over Li Xiushu's body and soul, and she slept soundly until dawn.

In the morning, I took her back to my home and introduced her to Chen Shiyan and Liu Yan.

"Aren't you afraid of ruining your health prematurely?" Chen Shiyan rolled her eyes at him.

"How could that be?" Lin Quan knew in her heart that although she complained, she was actually just worried about his health.

The harmonizing effect of the Yin-Yang True Scripture became increasingly apparent, and the family remained peaceful and stable without any cracks.

"Sisters, it's Saturday today, no work—let's give him a good beating!" Chen Shiyan clapped her hands.

Lin Quan slumped onto the sofa, spreading his hands: "Do whatever you want with me."

……

A group of people are busy around an ancient tomb, conducting a rescue archaeological excavation.

Half an hour later, a dozen flashlight beams pierced the darkness and entered the deep tomb passage one after another.

One by one, the funerary objects were carefully handed out and placed on the ground.

After a long while, four burly young men worked together to lift the coffin lid.

The person in the coffin had not decomposed into bones; their face was lifelike, and their features were clear.

"This is so weird! He looks like he just fell asleep!" The middle-aged team leader gasped.

Before the words were finished, the person in the coffin suddenly sat up.

"Ah—zombie!" A scream suddenly rang out.

"Run!" Everyone turned and rushed out, pushing and shoving each other.

The zombie slowly rose, its joints creaking, its movements sluggish yet stubborn as it relentlessly pursued the zombie.

Just as it lunged at the entrance to the tomb passage, the sunlight poured down on it, black smoke rose from its flesh, it hissed and trembled, and instinctively retreated into the shadows.

"Quickly! Block the entrance!"

"I'll report it immediately!"

The live stream was broadcast without being turned off, and millions of viewers witnessed this scene.

In the internet age, news travels faster than the wind.

In less than 30 minutes, the news of "a living corpse unearthed at an archaeological site" had gone viral on major platforms.

When Lin Quan drove there, the area around the cemetery was already under lockdown.

Armed soldiers formed an arc around the entrance; heavy machine guns on three armored vehicles were pointed directly at the tomb passage; five soldiers carried individual rocket launchers, which were spread out in a fan shape; two excavators moved side by side, shoveling away the soil.