My Heirloom Was Stolen by My Future Wife While I Was Sleeping

"I'll trust you one more time," Li Xian said to Xiao Lingshan, rubbing his sleepy eyes.

He yawned twice as soon as he finished speaking—the intense plot of his first day of rebirth was even more tiring than working 996.

Then he lay down.

Once I lay down, I never wanted to get up again.

"Hoo..." He closed his eyes, exhaled a long breath, and his muscles relaxed instantly.

Beneath him lay a thick, soft bed of hay that Er Ya had somehow gathered, its leaves fluffy and sun-dried. Li Xian snuggled closer, thinking: No wonder everyone wants to lie flat; this feeling is fucking intoxicating…

In less than three minutes, soft snoring filled the temple.

"We're all going out," Daya ordered. "Superman, Batman, and the Dark Knight, the three of you will patrol the perimeter, within a radius of fifty feet. Erya and I will stand guard at the gate."

After making the arrangements, she turned to Xiao Lingshan, her voice as sweet as honey: "Miss Xiao~ You and Young Master Li should get some rest~"

After saying this, he left behind a series of meaningful giggles before gently closing the temple door with a mechanical arm.

Xiao Lingshan also pretended to lie down and listened intently for a long time.

The sound of drones' rotors gradually fading away came from outside the door, but Daya and Erya were obviously still at the door—she could even hear Daya humming some strange tune.

This magical artifact... it's practically sentient.

After waiting for about fifteen minutes, the surroundings became completely quiet, with only Li Xian's even breathing and the faint chirping of insects in the distance.

The time has come.

Xiao Lingshan turned her head to look at Li Xian in the faint moonlight that was leaking in through the broken window.

The boy was sleeping soundly, his brows relaxed, and the corners of his mouth slightly upturned, as if he were having a sweet dream. He seemed to have really no defenses against me.

"I'm sorry, Young Master Li," she murmured to herself, her right hand secretly reaching into her bosom to pull out the small porcelain bottle containing the sleeping potion.

She held her breath, concealed herself to the side, used her fingernail to pry open the bottle stopper, and gently flicked the bottle towards Li Xian—

A wisp of almost invisible pale purple smoke drifted out and quickly diluted in the air.

Li Xian's breathing seemed to become heavier, and he turned over, but did not wake up.

Xiao Lingshan's heart pounded like a drum. She didn't get up immediately, but like a cautious cat, she moved her body little by little, extremely slowly, shuffling towards Li Xian.

She moved half a zhang (approximately 3.3 meters) over a period of about half a cup of tea's time.

Finally, the two were very close.

Xiao Lingshan's cheeks were burning hot. She closed her eyes, gritted her teeth, and gently wrapped her arms around the boy's waist.

Warm body heat seeped through the thin clothes, and a clean scent, a blend of grass and sunshine, lingered around my nose—that was the smell of Mr. Li.

She gently pressed her burning cheek against his chest, and could hear his steady, powerful heartbeat.

"Thump, thump, thump..."

It blends in with my own heartbeat, making it impossible to tell which is whose.

Suppressed giggles could be faintly heard coming from outside the door.

"I never expected this..."

"Big Sister, have you seen enough?" Second Sister's voice rang out, tinged with helplessness. "Human affairs are none of our business. Our mission is to protect them and complete the task assigned by Boltzmann's brain. Let's go, time for patrol."

"Okay, okay~" Daya replied reluctantly.

The sound of the rotors of the two pink drones gradually faded into the distance.

Xiao Lingshan breathed a sigh of relief, but her heart was still pounding frighteningly fast. She forced herself to calm down, and her trembling hand slowly reached for the "treasure pouch" at Li Xian's waist.

My fingertip touched something round and hard.

She carefully pulled it out from under the cloth strip—it was the small globe containing the "Sacred Pill".

That's not it.

The hand reached in again.

This time... my fingertips touched something soft and furry.

found it!

She held her breath and, little by little, pulled the thing out of the cloth strip—

Under the moonlight, the lush green pine tree lay quietly in my palm, its branches and leaves shimmering with a warm glow, as if it were breathing with life.

Xiao Lingshan let out a long sigh of relief; cold sweat had already soaked the back of her clothes.

Just as she was about to put the globe back, her gaze suddenly fell on the other side of Li Xian's waist—

It was bulging there, and the outline looked familiar.

She reached out and touched it, her fingertips brushing against the cold metal.

It was her short sword! After Li Xian seized it, it had been tucked into his waistband ever since.

The item was returned to its rightful owner.

She gently drew the short sword, put it away along with the small pine tree, and then put the globe back in its original place before slowly retreating back to her straw mat.

Her hands were shaking throughout the entire process.

But it succeeded.

She leaned against the wall, carefully examining the small pine tree in her palm by the moonlight.

The emerald green needles shimmered faintly in the darkness, like stardust scattered on jade.

"Little pine tree, little pine tree," she whispered, almost unable to resist kissing it, "we meet again."

Before the words were even finished, the cluster of needles at the very top of the pine tree trembled very slightly, almost imperceptibly.

It's like a response.

Xiao Lingshan's pupils contracted slightly.

Without further hesitation, she held the sapling in her palm and gently pressed it against the center of her chest.

Close your eyes and let your mind sink in.

At first, it was all darkness.

Gradually, a touch of green lit up in the depths of her consciousness, quickly spreading, expanding, and growing—in the blink of an eye, a towering pine tree stood majestically before her!

The trunk is as thick as a mountain, and the branches and leaves are as lush as a canopy. Every pine needle radiates the luster of life.

This is not vision, but a deeper kind of "perception". She can "hear" the pulse of the pine tree, "smell" the fragrance of pine resin, and "touch" the rough texture of the bark.

Her consciousness flowed like a stream into this emerald green ocean.

All around, a dense, almost tangible life energy flowed like mist, slowly seeping into her skin, meridians, and internal organs...

Strands of pure "innate profound energy," far surpassing the "innate profound energy" she had previously cultivated through arduous practice, naturally generated within her body, circulating along the meridians and ultimately converging in the upper, middle, and lower dantian.

This energy is not plunder, but a gift—the little pine tree draws something from her "resonance" and then gives it back in a purer form.

A wonderful symbiotic cycle has formed between the two.

I don't know how much time passed.

Xiao Lingshan slowly opened her eyes.

The temple was still dimly lit, and Li Xian was still fast asleep. But she could clearly feel that the impurities accumulated in her body were being slowly expelled through her pores—a natural reaction after a complete transformation.

She needs to be cleaned.

She rose quietly and carefully put away the pine tree and the short sword. Her gaze swept over Li Xianshi, and she paused.

The boy slept soundly, completely unsuspecting, his hand still loosely clutching the silver silk rope that had once bound her.

Xiao Lingshan pursed her lips and gently pulled the silk rope from his hand.

"Hmph," she muttered to herself, "I'll teach you to tie me up again."

Reaching the temple gate, she gently pushed it open a crack.

It was pitch black outside, the darkest hour before dawn. The outlines of distant mountains were hidden in the night, with only a few remaining stars twinkling on the horizon.

"Miss Xiao, where are you going?"

Da Ya's sweet voice suddenly came out from the darkness, startling Xiao Lingshan.

She looked closely and saw that the pink drone was hovering under the eaves three meters away, with the indicator lights on its body flashing regularly in the darkness.

"I... I'm going out to use the restroom." Xiao Lingshan tried her best to make her voice sound natural.

"Oh?" Daya drawled, "This time—is it for real?"

"Of course it's true!" Xiao Lingshan's cheeks flushed slightly.

As Daya flew closer, two small red lights under its belly lit up, glancing at Xiao Lingshan's face before turning back towards the temple—Li Xian was still fast asleep.

"Then I'll go with you," Daya said cheerfully. "I have a light, and I can even help you scare away wolves or something!"

"No need," Xiao Lingshan quickly refused, "I can manage on my own."

"How can that be?" Daya immediately retorted, her tone unusually serious. "Boltzmann's brain instructed that you are a 'priority protection subject,' and absolutely nothing can happen to you. Let's go~"

Xiao Lingshan had no choice but to let Daya follow along.

One person and one machine walked along the path behind the temple into the depths of the mountains and forests.

Daya's mouth never stopped moving the whole way:

"I saw it! You two were hugging!"

"I know you like Young Master Li, but you're too shy to say it."

"Want me to play matchmaker for you? I'll be your go-between, and I guarantee you'll have two kids in three years!"

Xiao Lingshan remained expressionless, her pace quickening.

"Miss Xiao, why are you walking so far?" Daya caught up. "We're almost out of the restricted area."

"I want to find a place with water," Xiao Lingshan replied briefly.

"Oh~ you need to wash up, right?" Daya immediately replied, "I know! Turn left, follow that path for about thirty paces, there's a stream, the water quality is pretty good~"

Xiao Lingshan paused, looking at Da Ya suspiciously: "How did you know?"

"I have a detector!" Daya spun around in the air triumphantly. "Surface humidity, water flow sound waves, vegetation distribution... once the data is analyzed, it's crystal clear where the water is. Of course you humans wouldn't understand!"

"Detector," "data analysis"... Xiao Lingshan couldn't understand any of it, only thinking it was some kind of sorcery. This night's experience had begun to shake her basic understanding of the world.

She walked in the direction Da Ya pointed out and indeed heard the sound of flowing water.

A clear stream appeared before us, its waters shimmering with tiny silver sparkles in the dim light.

Xiao Lingshan walked into the grass by the stream and squatted down. She could hear the buzzing of the big unicorn circling low around her, and the breeze stirred up by its rotors rustling through the grass.

How do I get rid of it?

Her mind raced. Fortunately, her inner strength had recovered, and was even stronger than before—with the little pine tree by her side, given time, her cultivation would surely advance by leaps and bounds.

A moment later, Xiao Lingshan stood up and waved to the air: "Come here for a second."

Da Ya swooped down with a "whoosh," hovering three feet off the ground: "What's wrong, Miss Xiao?"

"It's too dark, I can't see anything," Xiao Lingshan pointed to the stream. "Use your lamp to shine on it, I want to wash my face."

"Okay~"

Daya immediately turned the belly lights up to their brightest setting, casting two soft beams of white light onto the water's surface. The aircraft then lowered, almost touching the water's surface.

"A little closer," Xiao Lingshan said softly, "a little lower."

Now, the entire fuselage of the machine is within her reach.

Xiao Lingshan did not act immediately, but instead carefully examined this "magical artifact" that could fly, talk, and think under the light.

"You can fly?" she asked, trying to sound innocent and curious, "Is it because of this rotating blade?"

"Correct!" Daya answered cheerfully, "This is a quadcopter design. Attitude and displacement are controlled by adjusting the rotation speed of each rotor. Simply put—I can fly wherever I want!"

"Then..." Xiao Lingshan continued, "Do you want to eat something?"

"No, we don't eat them~ We're powered by energy cores, and one charge lasts a long time~"

"Where does your energy come from? I mean... who taught you all these skills?"

"Through big data training and energy transfer!" Daya said without hesitation. "The Boltzmann brain instills a massive amount of knowledge and skill modules in us, enabling us to learn, evolve, and adapt autonomously..."

It paused suddenly, its voice carrying a touch of human emotion: "Of course, the core instruction remains unchanged—protect Young Master Li, complete the experiment, and await the return of the brain."

Xiao Lingshan's eyes flickered slightly: "The Boltzmann Brain... he must be incredibly amazing. Maybe I'll get to meet him tomorrow?"

The air suddenly became quiet for a moment.

Daya's rotor speed seemed to have slowed down, and the sound had also decreased:

You won't see him.

"unless……"

It paused for a longer time, and when it spoke again, its tone carried an almost cruel calm:

"Unless you're dead."

"Your soul breaks free from the constraints of your body and enters a higher dimension of consciousness—that way, you might have a chance to 'see' him."

The moonlight shone on the stream, reflecting a cold light.

Xiao Lingshan stood by the water and suddenly felt the night wind was biting cold.