frightfiction Chapter 3 Knowing the Lotus Pavilion
Chapter 3 Knowing the Lotus Pavilion
After all the back and forth, Wu You got home and felt a little hungry. She picked up her phone and saw that it was lunchtime.
I was too tired to cook, so I decided to try ordering takeout. I opened Meituan (a food delivery platform) and started browsing. In the end, I ordered Coke, fried chicken, a hamburger, and fries.
The order was successfully placed, and Wu You found it unbelievable; her phone showed delivery in fifteen minutes. "That's probably just the cooking time," she thought, wondering how they'd manage to get it to her home.
While waiting for her food, Wu You browsed the internet, focusing on topics like wormholes and time travel, hoping to find a way back, but found nothing.
More than ten minutes later, the doorbell rang. Wu You got up and looked through the peephole to see who had delivered it, but she didn't see anyone.
Helpless, Wu You had no choice but to open the door. Apart from an extra takeout bag, there was nothing else outside, just the same as before. Unable to figure it out, she left it at that.
After enjoying my meal, I felt sleepy. I got up and walked to the window, thinking about the person outside. The view outside the window changed from the blue sky, the sea, and the beach to the fireside. The person was still lying there quietly, and I didn't know when they would wake up.
Feeling extremely tired, Wu You went to sleep in the bedroom. Of all things, sleeping is the most important.
When Wu You woke up, an hour had passed. Still a little groggy, she realized she couldn't get home.
When they were treating the man on the beach, they secretly plucked a few strands of his hair, but couldn't pull them out, guessing they were real hair and not from a hood. Also, the clothes were all high-quality, clearly handcrafted.
She got up and looked out the window, only to find that the place was empty. The fire had completely gone out, so the person must have left a while ago. The water and bread were still there, uneaten. There was a pool of blood nearby. Wu You didn't think much of it and could only wish the injured stranger good luck.
Wu You opened the door and went outside. He went to the fire and took the food and blankets back with him. Although he didn't know why the writing on the bread and water packaging had disappeared, it was hard to explain if this was ancient times. He wouldn't have taken the risk if it weren't for the urgent need to save lives.
After a good night's sleep, Wu You had fully accepted the fact that she had transmigrated, and the panic in her heart had subsided. Since she was here, she might as well make the best of it. She couldn't stay in the house forever; she needed to go out and move around.
To get out, you need to know where you are, which dynasty you're in, and how to make money. In ancient times, you needed a travel permit to travel, so how do you do that? As an unregistered person, won't you be treated as a vagrant? These are all headaches.
After thinking for a long time, Wu You came up with a plan. Since he could buy things at home, why not buy some modern products and resell them in ancient times? After getting money, he could see if he could reissue his household registration on the black market and also gather information. It would be a win-win situation. "I'm still clever and resourceful," Wu You thought narcissistically.
With a plan in place, I took action. I chose black and gray menswear to keep a low profile. For my first sale, I thought long and hard and decided against using modern artificial luminous pearls. Although luminous pearls existed in ancient times, I couldn't be too flashy the first time; it would be annoying if I attracted attention. I'll wait until I have more assets before considering it.
In the end, I chose a glass teapot, and I only plan to take two teacups, and decide on the rest later.
The doorbell rang just three minutes after I placed the order, faster than other places in the city, which was what Wu You was most satisfied with.
After changing into clothes bought online, taking out a wheat-colored foundation that I've never used before, and then doing some bold, masculine eyebrows, I was so different that people who didn't know me well couldn't easily recognize me.
Carefully pack your tea set using the ancient-style bundles seen in TV dramas, and then carefully head out the door.
Wu You came out from beside the fire, found a path that looked like it had been trodden by someone, tightened his clothes, and went out.
I felt like I had been walking for a long time, but all I could see were rocks and sand. It was a desolate place. I reached into my pocket, took out a watch, and checked the time. I had been walking for more than half an hour.
After resting for a while, we had no choice but to continue our journey. As the sun began to set, we finally saw houses.
After researching along the way, Wu You learned about the functions of the old house. The house was like a space in a novel, where people could go in and take things with them at any time, which was extremely convenient.
His legs were a bit weak, and if he wasn't worried about running into people and having trouble explaining, Wu You would have already ridden his little donkey under the eaves and sped off.
This is a small town with many people coming and going. They are all dressed in ancient costumes. There are young masters and ladies in gorgeous clothes, a few scholars dressed as scholars walking on the street, and most of them are ordinary people dressed in simple clothes.
Although Wu You's outfit was somewhat different, it wasn't particularly outstanding, and she blended in without being noticeable.
The street was lined with two rows of old wooden houses, and the sounds of vendors hawking their wares and people haggling over prices could be heard from both sides of the houses, creating a complete picture of a bustling marketplace.
Wu You stepped inside, not in a hurry, observing his surroundings while listening attentively to their conversation.
Wu You, looking around with an air of naiveté, observed the scene from every angle. This completely ancient, traditional style, devoid of any modern elements, was something she'd only ever seen in television dramas.
It only took about twenty minutes to walk around. This town is really small, but it has everything you need. It may be small, but it has all the essential parts.
However, what shocked Wu You the most was hearing words such as "Li Xiangyi", "Sigumen", "Flying Flute Sound", and "East China Sea Battle".
In that instant, Wu You immediately knew where he was—it was the recently popular TV series "Lotus Pavilion." "Looks like I've traveled into Lotus Pavilion."
Wu You was shocked. She hadn't been optimistic about the show, but she had been looking for something to watch for a while, so she decided to check it out. By the time she started watching, all episodes had already been released, and she was hooked from the very first episode, finishing the entire series in two days.
Watching the finale was very painful; I almost cried at Li Lianhua's ending.
Even though the Golden Mandarin Duck Alliance's leader, Jiao Liqiao, knew to go to the East Sea to find them, why didn't the people of the Four Gazes Sect think of going to find Li Xiangyi? They simply announced his death, disbanded the Four Gazes Sect, and went to great lengths to find his swordsman, the Junior Master.
Li Xiangyi's rivals and friends could recognize him at a glance, but his closest relatives didn't recognize him when they met; he clearly had a chance to survive, but for the sake of national stability, he gave the life-saving medicine to the emperor; he clearly was the one who poisoned him, yet he still saved him; clearly... it's truly hard to accept.
However, I imagine the person I met at the beach this morning was Li Xiangyi. He should be receiving treatment at Pudu Temple at this time, and has become Li Lianhua.
Having transmigrated into this world, I can understand my unease, but the protagonist is surrounded by troubles and instability, making it a high-risk situation. Without martial arts skills, it's difficult to protect myself.
I could spend these ten years with him, and then leave when the story begins. It would be best if I could get rid of that damn poison from the green tea.
Now that he knew where he had transmigrated to, Wu You began to ponder how to survive. As an undocumented immigrant, he figured he could only wander the streets, where checks wouldn't be too strict.
However, it's clear that one cannot go to the heart of the martial arts world, as that could cost one's life. It's best to look for places with less turmoil, hoping that one won't be affected when major events occur in the martial arts world.