Chapter 1: Thank Heaven

  Dazzling white light enveloped his entire body, and Xuan Qi felt himself being pulled by an irresistible force towards a black hole-like vortex, rapidly falling into it...

  His body trembled slightly, and Xuan Qi suddenly opened his eyes. At this moment, he was covered in sweat, and his back was completely drenched.

  "Where is this? Am I not dead?"

  Xuan Qi hastily sat up and felt his body all over, astonishingly discovering that he didn't have a single wound anywhere.

  "No..."

  Xuan Qi was shocked to discover that his body had undergone a drastic change. His originally protruding belly, which was due to lack of exercise and excessive drinking, had vanished. He hastily pulled up the military green shirt on his body, revealing six faintly visible abdominal muscles in its place.

  What's going on?

  The clothes on his body and the surroundings made Xuán Qí feel a sense of familiarity and strangeness.

  In the narrow and dimly lit space, six iron beds of different heights were placed. In the middle, a long and narrow table was placed, on which a thermos flask and several plastic bags were placed.

  Isn't this the dormitory of my high school?

  Xuan Qi wiped away a cold sweat from his forehead and got out of bed.

  Everything he saw before his eyes made him puzzled.

  Memories that had been vague in his mind gradually became clear, and everything around him slowly merged together. He could now be certain that the place he was currently in was indeed the student dormitory where he studied in Xiangling City seventeen years ago.

  Before he could delve deeper into thought, a person suddenly rushed in from outside, like a gust of wind, without stopping, and directly dashed into the bathroom in front of the room.

  "Zǐ Mò?"

  Xuan Qi was completely stunned after seeing his opponent.

  Isn't this Liang Zimo, his good buddy? To be more accurate, it's the Liang Zimo from 17 years ago when they were in high school together, without a mustache and before he started getting fat.

  Xuan Qi's throat was a bit dry.

  He clearly remembered that he had just picked up the test results from the hospital and arrived at the bus stop when he saw a little girl in danger, at which point he didn't think twice and rushed over to push her out of the way, but was himself hit by the car.

  But now he appears here without a scratch, and it's still the student dormitory seventeen years ago, what is going on?

  At first, he thought someone was playing a prank on him, but how could the young version of Liang Zimo explain what just happened in the toilet?

  Just as Xuan Qi's mind was a mess, Liang Zi Mo came out of the bathroom and saw him standing there in a daze, asking:

  "Xuanzi, what's wrong with you? Your complexion is so poor, aren't you getting sick?"

  He finished speaking and stretched out his hand to touch Xuan Qi's forehead.

  Xuan Qi suddenly stretched out his hands and grabbed his hand, then bit down hard.

  "Ahh!"

  Liang Zimo's miserable cry echoed throughout the building.

  He quickly withdrew his hand and was shocked to see two rows of white teeth marks on the back of his hand, he angrily said:

  "What the f**k, have you gone mad?!"

  Xuan Qi didn't care about him and muttered: "How can it be painful..."

  "How can it not hurt? Let me take a bite and try!"

  After saying this, Liang Zimo suddenly felt something was wrong and hurriedly asked: "Xuanzi, what's wrong with you? What stimulation did you receive?"

  Xuan Qi raised his eyes, and the hot tears in his eyes couldn't help but flow out, but the smile on his face was exceptionally brilliant. He wiped away his tears and said:

  "I'm fine, I just had a nightmare."

  "Thanks to you, I won't have to worry about having nightmares and biting you, fortunately it didn't break the skin, otherwise I would have had to go to the hospital for a shot. It's said that human teeth are very poisonous, once bitten, the scar will never heal in this lifetime."

  Liang Zimo rubbed the bitten area vigorously, afraid of leaving any tooth marks.

  Xuan Qi knew that this guy was afraid of leaving any scars on his hands, on the one hand he thought highly of himself, and on the other hand he must be afraid of not being able to explain it to his female friends.

  He is exactly Xuan Qi's familiar good brother!

  Xuan Qi laughed with all his might, tears streaming down his face as he did so.

  Liáng Zǐ Mò was frightened by him. Seeing him like this, he anxiously scratched his ears and cheeks, at a loss for what to do. He asked:

  "Xuanzi, what's going on? Have you encountered some trouble? Tell me, we'll solve it together!"

  Xuan Qi took a deep breath, wiped away his tears and shook his head, saying:

  "I'm fine, Zi Mo, I'm just happy, I'm truly happy from the bottom of my heart! Heaven has been kind to me! I should thank him!"

  "Damn it! You still say you're fine!" Liang Zimo hugged him tightly, "Your brain is a bit unclear. Didn't you say that the heavens have been against you all along?"

  "That was in the past, haha!" Xuan Qi burst out laughing, "Zi Mo, I'm really fine, I'll go wash my face first."

  Xuan Qi arrived at the bathroom, and the young image in the mirror thoroughly confirmed his speculation. Although he had already mentally prepared himself, he still couldn't contain the excitement and ecstasy in his heart.

  He stuck his head under the faucet and let the cold water flush over him for a while, thoroughly cooling down his somewhat feverish brain. The things that had happened to him were really too unbelievable, even with all sorts of sufficient evidence and facts, he still felt a bit unreal.

  After a long time, looking at his still somewhat childish face in the mirror, Xuan Qi said to himself:

  "Xuan Qi, Xuan Qi, since Heaven has given you a second chance at life, don't waste the old man's kindness!"

  Xuan Qi's life was filled with too many regrets, but since heaven gave him a chance to rewind his life back to 17 years ago, he had already made up his mind in his heart to live out a completely different and brilliant life!

  Having possessed the memories of the next seventeen years, he no longer believed that he would still live as miserable and aimless as before. Xuan Qi wanted to change his fate and relive a good life!

  At this time, Liang Zimo walked to the door and said: "Xuanzi, my 'wife' is calling me, you... really nothing?"

  Xuan Qi sneered and scolded: "Really nothing. Hurry up and roll, according to your nature of valuing sex over friendship, if I have something going on, you'll also go accompany your 'wife'."

  "The one who knows me is Xuanzi! Haha!" Liang Zimo said with a smile and left the dormitory.

  After a while, Xuán Qí hurriedly chased out and shouted at Liáng Zǐ Mò on the first floor: "Zǐ Mò, wait a minute."

  "Anything wrong?" Liang Zimo asked as he turned back.

  Xuan Qi hesitated for a moment and said: "Lend me some money, I want to go back to my hometown for a rest."

  "How much?"

  "At least twenty thousand." Xuan Qi said a number that even he himself felt was somewhat unrealistic.

  Liang Zimo was taken aback: "So many?"

  Twenty thousand yuan is not a small amount for now, you know, in the city where they are located, the monthly salary of an office worker is only around one thousand yuan. Twenty thousand yuan is simply an astronomical figure for a student like Xuan Qi, he didn't even dare to think about it before.

  Liang Zimo's family is relatively wealthy, barely considered a second-generation rich kid. The computer in the dormitory, one of which belongs to him, but most of the time it is usually Xuan Qi who uses it.

  But even if it's Liang Zimo, it's not easy to come up with 200,000 yuan in a short time.

  "I have a way to make money, it's definitely profitable. If everything goes well, I'll return the 40,000 yuan to you in about a week."

  "Are you sure this is reliable?" Liang Zimo asked. He wasn't worried that Xuan Qi wouldn't pay him back, with their current relationship, there was still some trust between them. What he was mainly worried about was that Xuan Qi would be cheated by someone else.

  Xuan Qi nodded heavily: "I'm confident!"

  Seeing him so confident, Liang Zimo didn't ask any more questions and said: "I don't have that much cash on hand, I'll call my dad first."

  So Liang Zimo called his dad and told a small lie, asking him to transfer 20,000 yuan in cash to his card as soon as possible, saying he needed it urgently.

  Xuan Qi took two million in cash and bought a car ticket back home, embarking on his journey back.

  On the bus, Xuan Qi tidied up his thoughts and had a very clear plan of what he should do and how to do it.

  One of the important reasons he was in such a hurry to return home was to see his grandfather. At this time, his grandfather Lin Qinghe had not passed away, and if history had followed its original course, he would have only had about three months left.

  At first, when Grandpa died, Xuan Qi was not by his side and didn't even get to see him one last time. This time, he definitely won't miss it. Moreover, he also planned that after going back, he would immediately take Grandpa to the hospital for a full-body examination, and if there were any physical illnesses, they would be hospitalized for treatment right away.

  He remembered that his grandfather had died of sudden cardiac arrest, and if he took good care of himself, he should have lived longer.

  Xuan Qi returned home with a second important purpose, which was to find that mysterious tortoise shell.

  He vaguely guessed that his ability to return to this time seventeen years ago must have a great relationship with the turtle shell. He still remembered that when he was knocked into the air, the turtle shell absorbed his blood and then underwent a very strange change.

  Xuan Qi's intuition told him that this ancestral tortoiseshell was not an ordinary object, and it must have hidden a great secret. When he got the tortoiseshell, perhaps he could know the reason why he returned to seventeen years ago.

  When Xuán Qí arrived at the town in his carriage, he didn't immediately return to the village. Instead, he went to a place called "Bǎo Tǎ Village" in the neighboring town.

  The way he told Liang Zimo to make money is right in this village.

  If you want to live a good life, you must first make money. Xuan Qi racked his brains for many ways and opportunities to make money, but most of the opportunities had to wait for the right moment, and could not be used at all for the time being.

  The only message he thought of making quick money was in Baota Village.

  He remembered clearly that during the summer vacation, when he returned home, he heard villagers mention that in a neighboring town of Baotavillage, a farmer was digging a new house in his backyard and dug up a tomb. Inside, there were some porcelain pieces, most of which were already broken, but one intact blue-and-white porcelain vase was later sold to an outsider for 10,000 yuan.

  The people of the four villages and eight villages are all passing on that this man has made a fortune, casually digging up a broken bottle, and it was sold for 10,000 yuan. As a result, the entire Baota Village later set off a wave of excavation craze, almost turning the whole village upside down, but no valuable things were found, becoming everyone's joke after dinner.

  However, a few months later, someone who knew the goods revealed that this bottle was actually a Yuan Dynasty blue and white porcelain, which is very valuable. In the collecting circle, even a small bowl can be sold for tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of dollars.

  Everyone took a deep breath, and many people told the farmer that he had sold at a loss. However, the person involved was very calm, saying that being able to sell for 10,000 was already very happy, and he didn't have the fate to make that much money.

  Xuan Qi later went to check and compared with the photos they took at that time, he finally confirmed that the bottle was a Yuan Dynasty "Qing Hua Zhe Zhi Hua Hui Wen Ba Ling Yu Hu Chun Ping" which had a transaction price of around 12 million in the collecting circle at that time.

  Xuan Qi went to Bao Ta Village this time, just for this bottle. He was worried that someone would compete with him and one thousand yuan would not be enough, so he borrowed two thousand from Liang Zi Mo.

  For this Yuan Qinghua porcelain vase, he must have it.

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