Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl
Chapter 188 Sister Lan vs Lin Shiyuan! The Prelude to Rage [2 Updates]

Chapter 188: 188 Sister Lan vs Lin Shiyuan! The Prelude to Rage [2 Updates]

Initially, when she heard Madam Fang lavishing praise on Cheng Qingli at the Fang Family, she thought Cheng Qingli was some noble lady brought up by a prestigious family, only to find out she was from a humble background.

At the same time, a deep jealousy arose in Fang Qingya’s heart.

Why should Cheng Qingli, who had fallen into the Cheng Family, a household that so extremely favored males over females, also possess such outstanding talent?

Could it really be as the saying goes, "Dragons beget dragons, phoenixes beget phoenixes, and the rat’s son can make holes"?

"Miss Fang, th-this matter of killing someone is something we absolutely dare not do," Father Cheng said, frightened pale, "We have no idea how Cheng Qingli has offended you. You tell us, we will certainly discipline her for you."

"How she has offended me is something you are worthy of knowing?" Fang Qingya’s expression was icy, "First, make her come home and tie her up, understand?"

Father Cheng responded with a fawning smile, "That scourge has become more and more disobedient since she came of age, but you can rest assured, Miss Fang, we will meet your demands."

"This is the advance payment." Fang Qingya slapped a thick stack of cash on the table, "After the deed is done, I will give you ten times this amount."

Father Cheng’s eyes gleamed with greed as he snatched the envelope, "Miss Fang, please wait for my good news."

**

In the afternoon, at the Lin Family.

Ye Wanlan had just finished a video call with Professor Yuwen, discussing some of the latest findings in the international physics community.

"Cousin, my mom asked me to bring some things over." Lin Qin knocked on the front door and looked around before asking, "Aren’t your third uncle and auntie at home?"

"Yes, it’s Saturday today, Uncle and Auntie went out for an outing," Ye Wanlan stood up, "Take a seat, I also have some Peach Blossom Crisps that I just bought today, since you’re here, you can take some with you later."

Lin Qin felt envious, "Third uncle and auntie have such a good relationship."

Children raised by such parents were surely nurtured in an environment as sweet as honey.

Lin Wenli’s face was expressionless.

His parents’ relationship was so good that sometimes he felt like an unnecessary addition.

The Withered Wood Dragon Chant Zither was brought back by Ye Wanlan and placed in the study.

Upon entering the living room, one could see it at first glance.

"Is this the Withered Wood Dragon Chant Zither?" Lin Qin was curious, but did not reach out to touch it, "Grandma said this is one of the three great Zithers of the Heavenly Sound Sect, and if played with the Heavenly Music Method, its attack power is extremely high."

Lin Wenli did not understand, but he did not need to.

After all, the Heavenly Music Method could only be cultivated by women; if a man practiced it, his blood would flow backwards, and his meridians would break.

"Indeed." Ye Wanlan nodded, "The killing ability of the Withered Wood Dragon Chant Zither is indeed significant, but every martial skill has its two sides; harming enemies can also cause self-injury, so unless it’s necessary, it’s better not to use this zither."

Lin Qin nodded and silently took note of those words.

She was about to ask something else when the strings of the Withered Wood Dragon Chant Zither suddenly started vibrating.

It was as if an invisible hand was playing it, yet there was no sound.

Lin Qin started slightly, "Cousin, this zither..."

How could the strings vibrate without any sound?

This was beyond Lin Qin’s comprehension.

"Don’t panic." Ye Wanlan was extremely calm as she stepped forward and placed her fingers on the strings.

Next, Lin Qin watched Ye Wanlan begin to play the zither.

However, it wasn’t a piece that she played, but a continuation of the string vibrations pressing down.

In three minutes, the strings stopped vibrating, and Ye Wanlan withdrew her hand.

It looked as though nothing had happened, but Lin Qin noticed sweat on Ye Wanlan’s forehead and her breathing was not as steady as before.

Lin Qin couldn’t help asking, "Cousin, is this also the Heavenly Music Method?"

"It is the Heavenly Music Method, this is a Tracking Technique," Ye Wanlan slowly explained, "I took the Withered Wood Dragon Chant Zither away from Yunjing, the Lin Family will certainly not let it go, but since the monitoring has been wiped, they can only use the most primitive but also the most effective method to track the zither’s whereabouts."

Far in Yunjing, as long as Lin Shiyuan played the Zither, it could induce the strings of the Withered Wood Dragon Chant Zither to vibrate, thereby determining its location.

And she just played Lin Shiyuan’s piece in reverse, to avoid the resonance between the two zithers.

For a while, the Lin Family would not be able to use the Heavenly Music Method to track the Withered Wood Dragon Chant Zither again.

"So that’s how it is." Lin Qin’s expression turned more solemn, "I’ve been practicing some basic finger techniques recently, I’ll make sure to quickly learn the first form of the Heavenly Music Method."

Otherwise, when she returned to the Yunjing Lin Family in the future, she would not only be unable to help but also become a liability.

"No rush." Ye Wanlan patted her shoulder, "If the sky falls down, I’m here to hold it up."

Lin Qin stayed a while longer before leaving the Lin Family.

"Sister." Lin Wenli, who had been silent, finally spoke.

Ye Wanlan looked at him, "What is it?"

"Is there...," Lin Wenli paused for a moment, "any martial art I can practice?"

As soon as he spoke, he fell silent again.

He, a student who grew up with a healthy set of values under the red flag, how could he one day truly believe in the existence of martial arts as depicted in wuxia novels?

"Yes." Ye Wanlan raised an eyebrow, "Every martial art begins with the most basic training. Don’t just look at Qinqin now being able to start learning the Heavenly Music Method. Before studying the Heavenly Music Method, she had already been practicing the zither for over a decade."

Lin Wenli was stunned, "Then me..."

"When you can maintain the horse stance for two hours, I’ll teach you some basic hand-to-hand combat," Ye Wanlan said, "If you think practicing the horse stance is a waste of time, you can continue solving problems while maintaining the horse stance. This way, you exercise both your brain and your body."

Lin Wenli: "..."

His legs were already sore and stiff from practicing the horse stance for half an hour; another hour and a half might as well send him straight to the afterlife.

"I will prepare some strengthening and health-boosting medicines for you as support," Ye Wanlan mused, "There’s no day like today to continue. Let’s resume your horse stance practice, and to divert your attention, I’ll explain some physics problems to you."

Lin Wenli again: "..."

Knowing this would be the case, it was better for him to keep his mouth shut.

**

Meanwhile, at the Yunjing Lin Family.

Originally, Lin Shiyuan was playing the zither in the pavilion, with guards standing by on watch.

But suddenly, the young man heard the sound of a zither string breaking.

"Bang!"

The next second, the screen in front of the pavilion exploded, and Lin Shiyuan was forced to take a step back from the shock.

"Miss!" The young man was startled and hurried forward, "Miss, are you alright?"

"I’m unharmed." Lin Shiyuan lowered her head, looking at the bloodstain in her palm, "We have encountered an adversary."

She had thought that the other party bought the Withered Wood Dragon Chant Zither for 1.1 billion just for collection, not expecting that they would actually know the Heavenly Music Method!

Moreover, they were able to quickly deduce that she was tracking the location of the Withered Wood Dragon Chant Zither.

Truly a cause for concern.

Lin Shiyuan closed her eyes: "This zither can be thrown away. I’m going into seclusion. Let no one disturb me."

The young man was full of confusion but dared not ask more, respectfully lowering his head: "Yes."

**

Darkness and silence, with a splitting headache.

When Cheng Qingli woke up once again, she found herself back at the place she least wanted to return to—

The Cheng Family.

In front of her were the loathsome faces of Father Cheng and Mother Cheng. Not only that, her hands and feet were tied, rendering her immobile.

"What are you trying to do?" Cheng Qingli was extremely calm, "Just for the sake of getting money for your son, you even discard your dignity?"

"Slap!"

Father Cheng, furious, slapped Cheng Qingli across the face: "Is that how you speak to your elders?"

The slap was forceful, and Cheng Qingli’s face quickly turned red and swollen.

She looked at Father Cheng coldly: "You lied to me. You said my mother was critically ill and the hospital had issued a notice of critical condition, asking me to come back to see her one last time before she passed away. It was all lies."

Father Cheng always showed her a cold face, but Mother Cheng would at least occasionally show concern for her and give her some assistance.

To think in the end, Mother Cheng turned out to be the knife that stabbed her.

She went to the hospital to visit Mother Cheng but ended up being kidnapped by Father Cheng and brought back to the Lin Family.

At that moment, Cheng Qingli’s heart grew completely cold.

"My daughter, don’t blame your father. You should think about how you have offended Miss Qingya of the Fang Family," Mother Cheng sighed, "For your brother to marry successfully, have children, and build a career, you should make a sacrifice."

After all, they had bought Cheng Qingli, and the intention was to have an extra person to help raise their son.

Having raised Cheng Qingli, a daughter with no blood ties to them, for almost twenty years for free, it was time for her to repay them.

Sometimes she indeed felt guilty and would treat Cheng Qingli better. But how could Cheng Qingli compare to her own son?

"Miss Fang, I’ve captured the girl," Father Cheng dialed the phone number left by Fang Qingya and contacted her, very obsequiously, "How she is dealt with is entirely up to you."

"I didn’t expect you to handle things so efficiently," Fang Qingya showed a genuine smile, "Aren’t there many men in deep mountains and old forests lacking wives? What do you think about sending one over there?"

This method came from consulting Sheng Yunyi.

Once Cheng Qingli enters the deep mountains and old forests, even if she grows wings, she will absolutely be unable to escape.

Father Cheng’s eyes whirled: "No problem, we will do as Miss Fang says."

"Good, then I—," Fang Qingya’s words were not yet finished when she heard footsteps.

Her expression changed, and she quickly covered her phone.

"Xiao Ya." Madam Fang approached with a sharp gaze, "Who are you calling? What deep mountains and old forests?"