Spiritual Resurgence: Cultivating Immortality from Farming

"Miss, look... isn't that the second lady?"

The maid next to Fan Jinxiang looked down and noticed the street.

"Isn't that bitch about to drown? Why did she come back to do bad things?" After hearing what the maid said, Fan Jinxiang frowned and looked out at the street under the window lattice.

What's even more hateful is that she heard those common people speaking ill of her mother and her.

"These untouchables..." Fan Jinxiang could only mutter fiercely in her mouth. In such a scene at this moment, how could she, a wealthy lady, dare to go down?

She saw the two young men on high horses outside the crowd. They looked like talented people. They were the ones her brother had sent back the portraits, the two young men he admired.

Thinking that the person she wanted to see was down there, she had to go down and show herself in front of the person she admired.

…

Fan Lihua doesn't care about others talking about her family's affairs. She is not her true self and doesn't care so much about the words of mortals.

His thoughts were completely focused on the sallow-looking woman lying in the coffin. From the memory of the original owner, he knew that the original owner's mother had not had an easy life these years. Her energy to give birth had not recovered, and she had suffered from the woman's disease.

She spends more time lying in bed than walking around, but she still puts all her energy into her children.

The talented daughter of Zhong Chuqiao's big family was originally good at music, chess, calligraphy and painting. With limited energy to teach her children, she worked hard to raise her children in hard days, only to make herself more tired and sick.

Fan Lihua looked at her mother's face. She had dreamed of maternal love since she was a child. Now that she was facing the mother in this body, she felt the deep love of a daughter for her mother from this body.

With a flick of her sleeve, a stream of spiritual energy entered the coffin, and the newly cultivated spiritual energy was absorbed into the coffin and onto the unconscious original owner's mother.

Fan Lihua only has the level of skill in the immortal world in her body. Although the spiritual power she has just cultivated is not very powerful, it is more than enough to save an ordinary person and a fainting person!

While repairing Zhong Chuqiao's frail constitution, she originally had only one breath left. She fainted before and was kept in a coffin for two or three days without food or water. Her frail constitution only had one breath left.

If Fan Lihua were one day late to save her, it would be impossible for even the gods to save her.

One breath or two passed, and the loss of time made those watching outside feel that Fan Lihua was seeing her mother for the last time.

I didn’t think she was saving people. How could she save dead people?

All the doctors throughout the process knew about Zhong Chuqiao's frail health. Many of them had gone to see her and knew that it was a disease of the rich and could not be cured.

I can only rely on decoctions to keep my body healthy. It is good luck to live for more than ten years.

…

Zhao Shuai and Luo Shaoxing came outside the crowd. They saw an old cow and even a beautiful woman.

After hearing the gossip from the crowd, Royce and Zhao Shuai finally understood that this woman in patchwork clothes, as they saw, was not a girl from a poor family, but the daughter of a rich man.

But her life is even more miserable than that of a woman from a poor family.

"Interesting... How can the Fan family be willing to abuse such a beautiful woman? Tsk tsk."

"Such a woman is not simple. She is saving her mother... Mrs. Fan is not dead." Zhao Shuai did not see the sad look on Fan Lihua's face.

This is not the expression of a daughter seeing her biological mother. The expression on her face was only anxious, and then she became calm now.

Zhao Shuai had a strange feeling that Mrs. Fan was not actually dead, but was misunderstood and sent to be buried.

If this girl doesn't save her mother quickly...

"Isn't it? This is simply inhumane!" Luo Shaoxing felt a little pity for Fan Lihua just now, and now he is even more annoyed with the Fan family's treatment of his wife and children.

At this moment, a charming voice sounded beside them.

"Excuse me, are you Marshal Zhao and Mr. Royce?"

Zhao Shuai and Luo Shaoxing heard that someone knew their names and saw a person dressed as a maid. They couldn't help but frown. They came here to play in secret.

"Whose maid are you? Why do you know our names? Who is following us?" Luo Shaoxing looked at the maid with stern eyes.

Zhao Shuai said nothing and looked at the maid coldly.

It seemed that if the maid couldn't tell clearly, their swords would be rude to her.

"I am the maid next to Miss Fan. Our young lady is over there. If you want to know anything else, you can ask our young lady." Under the cold eyes of the two outstanding young masters, the maid timidly lowered her voice. He nodded and answered.

The maid works as an errand in the Fan Mansion. Except for the young masters at home, there are no outstanding men like these two young masters in Paradise City.

The maid is also a girl, and she feels panicked when being stared at by such an outstanding man.

"Miss Fan...she didn't attend the funeral, but came to see us..."

Luo Shaoxing muttered this sentence. He had already had a bad impression of Miss Fan after listening to the conversations of people on the street.

At this moment, I felt even more that this person was vicious and shameless.

Zhao Shuai's body remained motionless on the horse. He glanced at the direction the maid was pointing and then looked away. In his eyes, such beauty was not even as good as this maid.

Luo Shaoxing saw that his friend was not moving, so of course he was not moving either. The two brothers had some sympathy and it was best not to mess with such a woman.

Fan Jinxiang stood on the street, waiting for the maid to call the two young masters over. When the maid came back, the two young masters were indifferent.

She was so anxious that she stamped her feet on the spot. In desperation, she could only come to the two young masters' horses and looked up at the two outstanding young masters on their tall horses.

Fan Jinxiang's eyes were filled with admiration. These two young masters were both so outstanding that they couldn't choose between them.

These two different types of men are both equally gifted and talented, the most beautiful men in the world.

"Master Zhao, Master Luo, and the little girl Fan Jinxiang would like to see you."

Zhao Shuai's eyes were still looking forward. By the way, he didn't even give a look to such a charming voice.

Luo Shaoxing glanced at Zhao Shuai condescendingly, and his curiosity made him want to ask one thing clearly: "Miss Fan, right? If I heard you right, you should be in front, sending gifts to your mother, Mother is like this, how can you be in the mood to chat with us? "

When Fan Jinxiang heard Royce's question, her pretty face suddenly turned red and then turned white, and she was unable to answer the question.

Facing the bad expressions of the two young men she admired, the girl felt a little hurt.

She wanted to run away, but at this moment she heard a cough from the coffin in the carriage among those watching.

The coffin was opened...

Fan Jinxiang stared at the carriage in astonishment. He saw a dead person in the coffin before, but he actually came to life. He held the handkerchief tightly with one hand.

"The eldest lady is alive," the maid said to herself.

"Shut up"

Fan Jinxiang glared at the maid, fearing that she would spill the beans.

The maid covered her mouth and lowered her head.

The small movements of the master and servant were noticed by Luo Shaoxing and Zhao Shuai, and they looked at them coldly.

Fan Jinxiang's attention was attracted by the eldest lady who woke up, and she did not pay attention to the gazes of the two young masters.

The crowd watching the excitement heard the coughing and squeaking, and found it even more novel. They commented one after another, "He was really buried alive, and he came back to life. What a sin!"

"This big family... is much more complicated than our poor family. They are capable of murder."

Fan Lihua listened to the discussions in the crowd outside, looked at her mother in the coffin, and helped her up from the coffin after she coughed.

Zhong Chuqiao felt a surge of air coming from her body. When she felt her daughter helping her up, she was about to open her eyes to look at her daughter when she spat out a mouthful of blood.

After vomiting this mouthful of blood, she felt her body relaxed. Her body, which had been very tired for these years, felt that her illness was cured. Her body had never felt so comfortable.

People who take medicine all year round not only become thin but also often suffer from body aches.

"Pear Blossom..."

"Mom, let's go back..." Fan Lihua is not afraid of the Fan family. They are just mortals, like ants in her eyes. This is the first time that she, a spiritual girl in heaven, has seen the evil in the world.

"Lihua... I am a useless mother, that family..."

Zhong Chuqiao really wanted to say not to go back to that home, but where would she go if she didn't go back? She has a pair of children, and the newly grown children have to rely on the Fan family for their survival.

"Mom, your illness has recovered. Let's go back and take back everything we have. Will you be willing to leave?" Fan Lihua comforted her mother in a low voice.

"Car driver, take my mother back to Fan Mansion."

The coachman who wanted to escape was even more frightened at this time. He almost did something extremely unscrupulous and committed a murder for the little money.

"Yes, Miss Second..."

When the crowd heard that they were leaving, they slowly opened a path to let them pass.

Fan Jinxiang did not dare to meet Zhong Chuqiao and her daughter in front of so many people at this time.

"Mr. Zhao, Mr. Luo, we will meet again. My mother is awake. I will go home first..."

Fan Jinxiang couldn't bear to look back twice, and really wanted these two young men to let her stay.

She got into her carriage with the maid again, and took a shortcut back to the house with the servant.

Zhao Shuai and Luo Shaoxing followed Fan Lihua and the others with a tacit understanding and quietly escorted them.

Fan Lihua knew that if mother and daughter went back like this, they would definitely make them a monster, so there was only one way to do it.

Arriving at the yamen gate, he beat drums and complained.

Zhong Chuqiao was silently supporting her daughter. The young girl seemed to become stronger day by day and felt that she was useless as a mother.

The coachman kept trying to escape, but his body seemed to be imprisoned and unable to escape. Now that he was in the Yamen, he was even more trembling.

"Who plays the drums?"

A yamen servant ran out from the yamen, his tone and appearance were very fierce.

"The little girl wants to complain"

The Yamen servant saw a flowery woman, a lady and a coffin. They were dressed in rags and said with disgust:

"Let's go and be careful."

Luo Shaoxing and Zhao Shuai, who were watching the development of the situation from behind, dismounted their horses and came to Zhong Chuqiao together to salute:

"The eldest son of the Zhao family in Lecheng meets Aunt Zhong"

"The second young master of the Luo family in Lecheng meets Aunt Zhong"

Zhong Chuqiao returned the gift.

The Yamen servant was shocked when he heard them announcing their family status. These two families were wealthy families in Lecheng, the imperial capital. He couldn't afford to offend them, so he immediately invited them into the Yamen.

…

Fan Jinxiang returned to the house, got off the carriage, picked up her skirt, and ran quickly to find the second concubine. Her maid also ran behind her. As soon as she entered the second concubine's yard, she started shouting:

"Mom, it's not good! Madam is resurrected."

Fan Jinxiang then ran into the yard and then into the second aunt's room.

The second aunt was sitting on a chair in the room. When she heard her daughter's cry, she sat up from the chair. She looked at the door with horrified eyes and her mouth trembled as she looked at her daughter who walked into the room.

"Miss, what did you just say?"

"Mom, I saw it clearly in the hotel restaurant just now. That bitch Fan Lihua stopped the carriage, opened the coffin and woke people up. Now people outside are talking about it, saying that we buried Madam alive."

"What? Did you read that correctly?" Er Yi Niang was nervous and frightened.

"My daughter later went down to the street to see it really clearly. Now they are coming back. We took a shortcut back."

When the second aunt heard her daughter's words, she was first shocked, and then she was filled with hatred. She was just a little bit away from being promoted to a lady. Unwilling to be reconciled, she gave a stern order: "Come here, summon the guards and beat me up for pretending to be a queen." The lady and the second lady.”

"yes"

Fan Jinxiang immediately understood what his mother meant. When the second aunt sent the maid and the housekeeper out to drive people away, he and the second aunt came to the gate and observed from a short distance.

Stewards and guards stood guard at the open door, armed with clubs and swords.

Fan Lihua rode on the cow, ignoring the eyes of the people on the street, and came to the door with the coffin's carriage. There were two stone lions at the door. There was a plaque at the door of a wealthy mansion with the word "Fan Mansion" written in big words.

Behind them came the government servants on horseback and two wealthy young men.

Fan Lihua got off the cow and helped her mother down who was sitting in the coffin. The mother and daughter were dressed shabbily, but it did not detract from their elegance.

"Where are these bitches pretending to be madams and young ladies? Fight them away..." The housekeeper saw the yamen servants at this time, but felt that they had not broken the law and those officials should not care.

The guards rushed forward, with swords and clubs in their hands about to hit Fan Lihua and the eldest lady.

Luo Shaoxing and Zhao Shuai flew down from their horses and attacked the guards.

"Dang Dang Dang"

There was a sound of swords clashing, and then the guards were all knocked to the ground, their bodies so painful that they couldn't get up.

The housekeeper was startled and was about to curse.

"Steward Fan, this is your fault. Your wife and young lady came back and had them beaten. We were ordered by the eldest man to arrest the second aunt, the person Miss Fan sued."

"What? Capture the second aunt, sir, you are not mistaken, are you?" The housekeeper looked at the formerly weak second lady and the sick eldest lady in horror. Only then did he realize that the eldest lady's face was rosy. If it hadn't been for the yamen servant saying Yes, he will think it is fake.

"The crime of blocking us from doing things will be increased by one degree. Butler Fan, please don't be confused."

The leader of the government officials waved his hand, and the people he brought rushed into Fan's house, and the second aunt, who had just been watching inside the gate, was hiding in a panic and was caught by them.

"It's unfair, it's unfair! This must be a misunderstanding, you can't arrest me."

"You go to the eldest man's place and wait for your fate!"

The yamen servants grabbed the second aunt majestically, and they took the second aunt away.

When the second aunt passed by Zhong Chuqiao, she shouted loudly: "Sister, save me."