Shen Zhaoning, the last descendant of the modern ghost doctor sect, codenamed "Qingque", has performed seventy-three missions with a 100% success rate.
She had just inherited the tens of billions of inheritance left by her grandfather, and before she could warm herself up, she was visited by the Space-Time Management Bureau: Ten days later, she traveled to the Zhou Dynasty, and her identity was that of an orphan girl who was so poor that she only had three hens left.
Okay, since you can't stop it, just lie down.
All tens of billions of inheritances were exchanged for materials, and the 500 cubic meters of space was filled to the brim: 50 tons of rice, 20 tons of flour, a full set of medical equipment, solar power generation equipment, a finely decorated villa uprooted and moved in, and two Tibetan mastiffs were raised to look after the home. With the space spiritual spring in hand, the spiritual field can be planted at a faster pace. One day outside will take a year inside.
On the first day of time travel, the dilapidated hut, thin fields, and three hens perfectly fit the character.
On the third day of time travel, I went up the mountain to "collect medicine" to cover the source of medicinal materials in space, and ended up picking up a man covered in blood.
She took out the antidote pill and stuffed it into his mouth, clapped her hands and turned around to leave.
Save people? Just convenient. Trouble? Don't stick to it if you can.
But she didn't know that the man she saved casually was Xiao Yan, the powerful regent of the Zhou Dynasty. He was the sword that the emperor was afraid of but could not move. He was a ruthless character who never suffered losses and was never ungrateful.
The next day, there was a man "recuperating" in her dilapidated yard.
On the third day, there was a figure eating rice in front of her stove.
On the tenth day, she couldn't bear it anymore and let out the Tibetan Mastiff: "My lord, if you continue to pester me, I will let the dog out!"
The man's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, the corners of his lips curved, and he softly uttered one word:
"Woof."
Shen Zhaoning: "...?"
What about the promised power to wield power and kill decisively? What's going on with this guy?
