In Love With My Fierce Farming Wife!
Chapter 963 - 968: I Am a Human, Not a God

Chapter 963: Chapter 968: I Am a Human, Not a God

"Pan’er, what exactly happened? What on earth happened back then?"

Qin Yi held Su Pan’er tightly in his arms, unable to help himself from asking.

"It’s nothing, it’s all in the past. Qin Yi, it’s all over..."

Su Pan’er buried her head in Qin Yi’s chest, shaking her head incessantly.

There was nothing about the past that she felt was worth talking about; better to talk about the future!

A look of heartache flashed across Qin Yi’s face, "Pan’er, tell me!"

Su Pan’er remained silent.

"Pan’er, I know you don’t tell me because you don’t want me to worry. But think about it, not knowing makes me worry even more! If you tell me, at least I have a way to deal with it, right?"

"It’s not that."

Su Pan’er didn’t know how to say it: "Qin Yi, it’s not that I don’t want to say it, but that I don’t know how to say it!"

Su Pan’er truly did not know how to start!

After a moment of silence, she finally related the bizarre events that had occurred: "At that time, I was entangled in a fight with that assassin, who suddenly changed direction and stabbed at Ke’er. Ke’er was holding Little Sugar Bean at the time, unable to dodge in time. I couldn’t rescue them quickly enough, so I rushed forward to block the blow with my body. That knife went right into my abdomen, and I fell into the river..."

Once Su Pan’er fell into the water, she was submerged by the flood and lost consciousness.

She only vaguely remembered the turbulent river flowing over her body, tossing and turning in the flood...

When she regained consciousness, she found herself in a thatched cottage, the fragrance of medicine pervading the air, with no one else there apart from her. As her memory gradually returned, she hastily checked her injuries and found that someone had already bandaged the wound on her chest. Although it still hurt, the injury was no longer serious.

She propped herself up with difficulty and got out of bed, barely able to take a few steps leaning on the bed’s edge, when she heard footsteps approaching from outside.

"You’re awake? It seems this medicine is really effective."

A voice suddenly rang out from outside the thatched cottage.

Su Pan’er looked up and exclaimed with surprise.

"It’s you!"

The person who walked into the cottage was none other than Venerable Priest Liao Chen, whom she had met some days ago!

Venerable Priest Liao Chen, with his dead fish eyes rolling upwards and limping on one leg, came up to Su Pan’er to examine her.

"Now that you have the strength to leave your bed, it appears your injuries are no longer serious. It seems the randomly concocted prescription I prepared was quite effective! But you should still go back and lie down to avoid discomfort later."

Su Pan’er did not respond: "Was it you who saved me?"

"Nonsense!"

Taoist Priest Liao Chen rolled his eyes: "Who else could have saved you? Or are you saying you can communicate with the spirits and gods?"

"No, I mean..."

Su Pan’er stumbled over her words.

But Taoist Priest Liao Chen interrupted her with a barrage of questions.

"Are you suggesting there are others here?"

"...No..."

"Since there are none, would I, a poor Daoist, stand by and not save someone?"

"..."

Su Pan’er was somewhat at a loss for words.

Taoist Priest Liao Chen, on the other hand, snorted coldly and placed the bowl of decoction heavily beside Su Pan’er: "What are you waiting for? Hurry up and drink!"

This medicine was precious indeed!

Especially a few of the medicinal ingredients were worth their weight in gold. Just that one bowl of decoction had cost him half a lifetime’s savings; how could it not pain him?

Venerable Priest Liao Chen’s attitude was of no importance to Su Pan’er, as her gaze was fixated on the bowl of decoction and she could not look away.

This is...

An elixir? The spiritual energy it emitted was irresistible!

Especially to someone like Su Pan’er, who knew the true value of things!

Su Pan’er expressed her thanks, picked up the medicine bowl, and gulped down its contents. A warm sensation spread from her chest, instantly warming her meridians! Without waiting, Su Pan’er eagerly sat cross-legged and began to meditate right there, not bothering to move away from Venerable Priest Liao Chen.

She naturally trusted Taoist Priest Liao Chen.

If he hadn’t touched her while she was unconscious, then he certainly wouldn’t do anything now.

Her forthright manner in cultivating in front of Taoist Priest Liao Chen truly caught his gaze multiple times, then he smiled, picked up the empty bowl, and ducked out.

Quite sensible indeed!

Once Su Pan’er had restored her meridians and emerged from cultivation, she realized that there was no one else beside her.

She slowly stood up and walked out of the thatched cottage.

The cottage was situated at the foot of a large mountain, with mountains on one side, water surrounding it on another, and one face hanging over the cliff, being a true stilt house. Across the stream in front of her was a figure seated by himself. He saw her come out and waved at her, "Come on over! Let’s eat fish."

"Alright!"

Su Pan’er walked over and sat opposite him, watching him grill fish on a branch. The fish was charred black, with chunks of flesh missing, exposing the bones inside, a pitiful sight that made Su Pan’er chuckle unintentionally.

"I didn’t expect there to be something you’re not good at. Let me do the grilling!"

Venerable Priest Liao Chen, not a bit embarrassed, generously handed the fishing fork to Su Pan’er, "Indeed, one cannot be perfect at everything."

"Not a god? And here I thought you were..."

Su Pan’er said with a meaningful tone.

Taoist Priest Liao Chen glanced at her, his dead-fish eyes rolled up, until only the whites were visible, "Although Poor Daoist is known to have prophetic ability, the hardest thing to predict is the human heart. With my limited talents and shallow learning, I dare not accept praise!"

"Then... how did you rescue me?"

Su Pan’er asked bluntly.

At that time, she had fallen into the river, then choked on water and was swept away.

Just how had Taoist Priest Liao Chen managed to save her?

"Quite simple, I observed the night sky and saw a red glow at the seat of the Emperor and Empress. Upon calculation, I deduced that you would face a blood disaster soon and also a drowning calamity. So I intentionally waited for you to appear. I had also predicted that you would be nearby, so I waited here in advance and indeed, I saw you."

What Taoist Priest Liao Chen was most proud of was this very skill of his!

Up until now, except for that one time, he had never miscalculated.

This time too, his prediction was precise!

Originally, when he first made the prediction and saw the blood disaster and water calamity on the Emperor and Empress’ seat, he was puzzled. Nevertheless, he prepared an excellent decoction in advance. When he saw Su Pan’er, he then understood where that vision had come from.

Su Pan’er narrowed her eyes but a smile appeared on her face, "Taoist Priest, you’re very capable! Could you also predict what my future holds?"

"The future? Hahaha..."

Taoist Priest Liao Chen laughed loudly in response, "Nature carries us from where we come, to where we must go! Arriving without a shadow, and leaving with no trace. Leaving behind only a good name in the human world."

"Taoist Priest truly is a wise man, always liking to say things in riddles!"

Su Pan’er praised him with a play on words.

"Modesty, modesty!"

Taoist Priest Liao Chen shook his head proudly, adopting an air of self-satisfaction.

Su Pan’er couldn’t help but laugh. Venerable Priest Liao Chen had a thick enough face, pretending to be deaf and blind, feigning ignorance of the other’s self-satisfied demeanor.

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