Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 852 Both Are Different
"You're a doctor?"

"@#￥#@￥%@#% Professional."

"Why is it called Baoan Hall?"

"#￥%#@￥%￥# I picked it up from the river."

The reason why Xiaobai and Xu Xuan's conversation was concise and efficient was not because someone had stopped being talkative, but because this woman quickly found the right technique.

That means ignoring all the rambling beforehand, just move the voice reception order to the end.

Xiaobai gained nothing from the conversation.

Xu Xuan also came up empty-handed. The girl's amnesia was quite interesting. She had completely forgotten her name, identity, skills, and background, but she hadn't forgotten some common sense, such as the principle that men and women should not touch each other.

As for the speculations about the "Legend of the White Snake" derived from the very clear clues such as the doctor, Bao'an Hall, and the goddess in white,
Stealing a glance at Xiaobai's aloof face, and then at the jade hairpin in her hair, he secretly shook his head: This version is wrong.

It lacks the romance of meeting on the Broken Bridge, the poignant beauty of stealing the immortal herb, and is not one of the twenty-eight volumes of cautionary tales. Instead, it seems like a heavily modified version of "The Snake Catcher's Tale."

Because I memorized the whole thing, it left a pretty deep impression on me.

Xu Xuan took Xiaobai around the village, trying to help her regain her memories.

Then the whole village exploded.

"Look! Brother Xuan has found a wife!"

"Wow, this girl is so beautiful, she looks like she stepped out of a painting."

"That kid Ah Xuan, he's usually so quiet and unassuming, I never expected him to be so lucky."

Countless gossipy eyes suddenly appeared on the walls, behind the trees, and through the cracks in the doors.

Several teenagers immediately surrounded them, chattering away:

"Hello, sister-in-law!"

"When is Brother Xuan holding his banquet?"

Xu Xuan: "."

Can't you kids have some boundaries? Stop stealing the spotlight!
Only the old village chief, leaning on his cane, sighed worriedly, "This girl isn't the type to settle down."

When Xiaobai reached the place where the bamboo baskets were piled up, he suddenly stopped.

Inside the basket, several venomous snakes were hissing and flicking their tongues.

Strangely
The snakes suddenly quieted down and turned to Little White all at once, as if they had seen one of their own kind or a natural enemy.

"hiss"

Xiao Bai suddenly pressed his temples, his face turning deathly pale. His head was throbbing! Fragmented images flashed through his mind:

White robes, flashing swords, and snakes flying everywhere.
Xu Xuan, who had been observing carefully, immediately noticed something unusual; this reaction was something else.

Once Xiaobai had recovered from the pain, he casually suggested, "How about we go to the waterfall? Maybe we'll remember something."

This girl's background is somewhat unusual.

On the mountain road, Xiaobai walked silently ahead, while Xu Xuan followed behind like a noisy sparrow, chattering incessantly.

Perhaps the excitement of seeing someone different made him want to share something.

"You have no idea how miserable the people here are."

Catching snakes is dangerous, but not catching snakes is even more dangerous.

"The tax burden was already enormous, and now they've added taxes on water mills and firewood."

"The imperial advisor said that taxes could be paid by catching snakes, and the villagers were very grateful to him."

At this point, Xu Xuan's voice suddenly turned somber:

"But I feel that's wrong."

Xiao Bai paused, somewhat annoyed by the chatterbox, but also listening attentively to the enthusiastic young man's rambling, so he was a little puzzled when he heard this.

The villagers are grateful, don't you think?

Aren't you a villager?

Although he has amnesia, he's not stupid; he still has strong logical abilities.

She turned around, her cool eyes looking directly at Xu Xuan: "Why?"

A mountain breeze swept across the cliff, ruffling the hems of their clothes. Xu Xuan gazed at the distant, layered mountains, his voice carrying a complex mix of emotions.

"Hey Xiaobai, what makes a person human is..."

Looking directly into her eyes, Xu Xuan conveyed sincerity.

"The feudal system of exploitation pushed workers to the brink of life and death through alienated labor and violent taxation, which violated the requirements of the development of productive forces and the principle of social fairness."

These words were like a stone, crashing heavily into a silent valley.

Xiao Bai blinked.

Xu Xuan continued walking forward as he spoke.

He knew why the village chief was grateful to the imperial advisor; compared to those villages forced to sell their children by exorbitant taxes, the snake-catching village could at least "survive."

This is a comparison among the exploited, a relative stroke of luck amidst suffering.

This is a kind of division and antagonism within a class.

Why is Da Niu grateful to the national advisor?

Because he simply couldn't imagine what a world without "paying taxes with one's life" would be like.

They are even less likely to realize the excessive exploitation and the flaws in the distribution system.

"Do you understand what I'm saying?" Xu Xuan's voice was very soft, almost as if it were being blown away by the mountain wind.

In this era, his ideas are like a wild grass on a cliff, destined to be unappreciated.

Xiaobai remained silent for a long time.

The mountain mists flowed beneath her feet, and the jade hairpin in her hair shimmered slightly.

Finally, she whispered:
".don't know."

That's natural; ultimately, these are words I'm saying to myself. But I'll phrase them differently for the locals. "Okay, let's phrase it differently."

“Young lady, I haven’t read many books, but I remember a saying: ‘When poor, one should cultivate one’s own virtue; when successful, one should benefit all under heaven.’”

"Since we have such good skills, we should..."

"As the saying goes, the greatest heroes are those who serve their country and its people. If only I could do that."

Xu, the cultural ambassador, has gone online and is attempting to infuse this peculiar NPC with power from the new world.

A righteous young woman will discover her own uniqueness and even appreciate her own viewpoint.

Then pass on some powerful martial arts techniques, or at the very least, teach them a move like Iron Palm.

Then we can do what we can with our own strength.

Someone continues to exert their initiative, relentlessly making indirect inquiries.

Xiao Bai listened thoughtfully; this man's words were quite interesting.

So she replied seriously, "I think you're right."

Although I still couldn't understand most of what he was saying, I could see the fire in his eyes.

Xu Xuan. He's definitely a good person.

However, the hairpin at the back of Xiaobai's head kept glowing, as if she couldn't figure it out.

The mountain scenery is so beautiful, and young men and women are strolling among it. If they don't develop feelings for each other at a time like this, wouldn't that make them true heroes?
And all those complicated and difficult-to-understand things from before. How could a kid who grew up in the mountains know so much?

The memories should all be sealed away, so who exactly was the hermit who taught you knowledge in the mountains? And where did his knowledge come from that he integrated into this world?

After rounding the last bend in the mountain, a massive waterfall suddenly appeared before us.

"Look, that's it!" Xu Xuan pointed to the waterfall cascading down like a white ribbon in the distance.

The saying goes, "Looking at a mountain makes a horse run itself to death." Even if the straight-line distance is very short, it can take a long detour in the mountains.

Especially since the village is located in a karst landscape, traversing between the peaks and forests is even more difficult.

Xu Xuan felt that there was a reason why the mountain people were physically strong. If he hadn't spent eight days adapting to the environment, he might have shown his weakness in front of Xiaobai.

"We'll be there in half an hour, unless you can fly."

The voice hasn't fallen
"Whoosh!"

A white figure swept past him, its robes fluttering and scattering a few fiery red maple leaves.

Xu Xuan's mouth gaped open wide enough to fit an egg: "Wait, wait! That's uncertain."

Xiao Bai has already leaped off the cliff!

No umbrella! No rope! He just jumped!

"Holy crap!" Xu Xuan rushed to the edge of the cliff, only to see the white figure gracefully turning in the wind, lightly touching the protruding rocks with her toes, her clothes fluttering in the wind, like a fairy walking on water.

Maple leaves danced around her, and sunlight pierced through the mist, creating a rainbow halo.

Every frame is as beautiful as a 4K wallpaper, with maximum saturation.

"This can't be some kind of superhuman skill, can it?!"

My understanding has been completely shattered once again. Even the light-footed skills in martial arts films at least require some leverage; this girl is practically riding the wind!

Cultivating immortality! It's definitely cultivating immortality!

He was so excited he was trembling, and he turned and rushed down the mountain, shouting, "Little White! Wait for me!"

"Xu Tianzun is here~~~~~ Hehehehehe~~~~"

The eerie laughter echoed through the valley, frightening countless insects and birds.

The dog, with its tail wagging, followed behind, watching its owner run wildly along the rugged mountain road like a madman, its eyes filled with disdain.

After a long and arduous journey, we arrived at the foot of the waterfall and saw logs being smashed by the rushing water amidst the roaring sound. We also took a look at Xiaobai's slender figure.

To fall from such a height and still be alive and kicking without a scratch is foul.

That physical strength... he could take me down with one punch.

"Ahem," he pointed to the rushing river, "the city of Yongzhou is upstream. Does anything come to mind?"

Xiao Bai suddenly pressed her temples, and fragmented memories flooded back like a tide.

In my hazy memory, I seemed to have been soaking in the surrounding water for several days, constantly going around in circles.

Further back, we saw a lush green cave and heard the dripping sound of water.

An old woman was giving herself orders, completely disregarding that she had just taken human form and was unwilling to kill, and was assigned to assassinate the Imperial Preceptor, Taiyin Zhenren.

These images, piercing his mind with sharp emotions, made Xiaobai sway, his face even paler than the white clothes he wore.

"Have you ever," she suddenly spoke, her voice so soft it was almost drowned out by the sound of a waterfall, "...did you ever do something you didn't want to do, but had to?"

Looking at Xiaobai's melancholy profile, Xu Xuan instantly understood—this had triggered a crucial plot point!
According to the usual pattern, behind this kind of amnesiac woman must lie a tragic history of bloodshed and tears, which she could not control.

If he were a local, Ah Xuan would earnestly recount his experiences and his yearning for freedom.

Children from the mountains, it's understandable.

It may be permitted to announce.
"It existed before, it doesn't exist now, and hopefully it won't exist in the future."

There is a past life, but if there is one after time travel, then the time travel was for nothing.

I hope my life is like a thrilling novel, the kind that's really enjoyable.

Of course, as a man carrying a huge amount of inspirational quotes, I can't just end the topic so simply.

"Xiaobai, do you know?"

"As long as we have the will to strive for change, then all the 'have to' will eventually turn into 'I'll do it anyway!'"

Standing by the waterfall, the man's voice mingled with the sound of the water.

"I walked out of this mountain, and it took me a day and a half to reach the nearest market by following a merchant's wagon."

(End of this chapter)