This Is Not the Female Demon Lord I Remembered
Chapter 112: A Dream in the Yellow Millet

Chapter 112: Chapter 112: A Dream in the Yellow Millet

Liang Yi now felt as if he was in a dream, where he plunged into the depths of the ocean, unable to feel a wisp of air, with pressure squeezing him from all directions.

He wanted to shout, but opening his mouth, he couldn’t make a sound; he wanted to open his eyes, but his eyelids were as heavy as mountains.

Calling for the System panel yielded no response, and when he tried to channel his Mana, he found himself completely depleted, as if he had never cultivated before.

"Little Yi! Little Yi!"

Just as Liang Yi was filled with anxiety, a familiar voice came from nowhere, guiding him forward in the endless darkness.

He was sure he had never heard these voices before, yet when they called out, he felt an inexplicable intimacy and instinctively trusted them.

"Little Yi! Little Yi!"

A myriad of voices mingled together, guiding Liang Yi onward.

After an indeterminate amount of time, Liang Yi felt a sudden relief, as if emerging from under the sea, and his whole body relaxed.

Automatically, his eyes opened.

"Little Yi, what are you daydreaming about? Mom here has an extra piece of cornbread, take this to eat first, come back if it’s not enough."

A common-looking village woman with a gentle face squatted in front of Liang Yi, taking out a pale yellow cornbread from the bamboo basket slung on her arm and stuffing it into Liang Yi’s hands.

"Mom, thank you! I’ll come to help you when the crops are harvested!"

Liang Yi didn’t speak; it was the voice of the little boy from Liang Yi’s perspective, incredibly youthful, yet Liang Yi himself realized this was him.

To be precise, it was him as a child.

"Good boy, go ahead and help the village chief with selling, and be careful on the road! Mom is heading back home now."

The common but kindly Mom gently patted young Liang Yi’s head and turned to walk back to her yard.

Young Liang Yi silently watched the woman recede into the distance, bowing deeply.

With a basket far bigger than his own size on his back, carrying a potent smell of medicinal herbs, it looked like the village chief wanted him to sell these.

The adult Liang Yi observed his surroundings with a god-like perspective; this was a small mountain village that seemed not very affluent. Every villager who saw young Liang Yi greeted him warmly, and he politely returned each greeting.

"Is this, memories of my previous life?"

Liang Yi was somewhat bewildered; hadn’t he been injured and fainted? How did he end up here?

"Liang lad, you’ve grown up pretty fast!"

An elderly farmer in plain clothes squatted on a large rock at the village entrance, a dry tobacco pipe dangling from his mouth.

"Village Chief Grandpa, I didn’t want it either." Young Liang Yi’s voice carried a tone of grievance, his face troubled.

"It’s alright, our Gou Village has over a hundred households, each contributing a meal is enough to sustain you. I, your Gou grandpa, think you’re no ordinary person, remember our village when you make it big."

"You were just a normal infant a year ago, now you look five or six. I reckon, you must be a reincarnation of an Immortal!"

Gou Village Chief took a puff from his dry tobacco, exhaling two streams of smoke through his nose.

"Hehe, regardless of being some immortal or not, in the future my wish is to make everyone in the village prosperous!" Young Liang Yi’s voice was full of aspiration, his little fist tightly clenched.

"Mm, I’ve not raised you for nothing. Go on, be careful on your way to the city, and come directly to my house for dinner tonight. Butcher Zhang just slaughtered a pig, it’s extremely fat! Grandpa Gou will treat you to some meat today!"

The village chief grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth, as he instructed young Liang Yi with a smile.

"Yay! I get to eat meat tonight! Grandpa Gou, I’m leaving first!" Young Liang Yi excitedly waved at the village chief, carrying a bamboo basket nearly twice his size as he walked out of the village.

Behind him, the Gou Village Chief also knocked on the stone with his smoking pipe and straightened up, ready to show off his cooking skills for young Liang Yi.

Liang Yi walked around the young child, paying special attention to the face.

"You’re telling me this is a child of one year and a few months old?? Do one-year-old children in the world of immortals all look like they’re five or six years old? And so precocious?"

Liang Yi was utterly shocked!

Had the village chief not mentioned it, he would have thought that his younger self was five or six years old. No wonder the village chief said it was a reincarnation of an Immortal.

Moreover, this village chief has quite a bold heart. No, the hearts of this entire village are bold. If it were another village, he might have been dead already, right? Still having the opportunity to grow up by getting food from different families?

"This face is undeniably mine, but at this time I should be called cute." Liang Yi nodded secretly, feeling that his survival was mostly thanks to his face.

Low key! Stay low-key!

It was also after seeing this face that he was one hundred percent sure that the memories he was viewing must be from his predecessor’s childhood.

Time flies!

Observing the passage of time, after selling medicines and returning, the village was raided by bandits; the young Liang Yi plotted how to take revenge. Later, his contributions were stolen, thanks only to his high charm value that he wasn’t killed on the spot.

Afterwards, in the forest, he encountered Su Youyi, who as an infant already had pale red pupils. The two-year-old Liang Yi took the infant Su Youyi and stepped into this harsh world.

He also saw how cold the young Su Youyi was, almost devoid of any emotional fluctuations, more like a cold weapon than a person, quite the opposite of her lively self now. But one thing that never changed from beginning to end was that her main concern was always Liang Yi.

Liang Yi’s world had only her, and her world also had only Liang Yi.

He saw the two relying on each other, weary from the travels; saw them fall asleep in each other’s arms, Liang Yi racking his brains to make up stories for her; saw him diving into deep rivers to catch fish to nourish his sister’s body.

He saw Su Youyi getting accidentally kidnapped by human traffickers when Liang Yi was out working. When his sister and other children were thrown onto an airship, Liang Yi arrived just in time during the crisis, sabotaged the power cabin of the airship, and took a leap with his sister from the high skies plunging into a lake.

That must be the reason for Su Youyi’s fear of heights today.

Liang Yi also knew their faces were too special, so they made themselves up to look ugly every day.

It was good that Liang Yi was just starting to develop some urgency, but afterwards he reverted back to looking his current age.

Years passed by, the scene froze on a familiar and kind face reaching out to him and his sister, wanting to take them away.

That person was Chen Hua!

The scene abruptly ended, without memory of Liang Yi’s birth or any segments after joining the Taoist Sect, yet it left Liang Yi greatly shocked.

"Is this the previous memory lingering on until now, only just merging with me?"

After sorting out his thoughts, Liang Yi felt this possibility was the highest, but isn’t such memory fusion supposed to come with transmigration?

What now, delayed by half a year?

So assertive, where’s the transmigration management bureau? I want to complain! Here’s someone transmigrating outside of the laws!

But complaints aside, the merging of memories also greatly advanced his feelings towards his junior sister, enriching his understanding of her.

After all, how can half a year of acquaintance compare to those years of rough living and constant companionship?

"Smack!"

Liang Yi lightly slapped himself, his favorability was already maxed out, so what more was there to advance?

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