Jiaohua

Chapter 5
The fire was finally extinguished, and the houses on both sides were affected. One of them was loose, and the mountain wind blew a little violently, and it collapsed on its own.

In the kitchen, everyone found the charred corpse of the woman who had not yet been burnt. Several of the women in charge did not want to touch it. They called Yu Ma and other servants outside, and asked them to carry the charred corpse to the back mountain in the east. tossed.

After preparing the things for the afternoon, a fire was burnt clean, and everyone was full of anger.

However, those people in the front yard are still in a hurry, and there is really no way to do it. They can only build some fires in the yard to kill a few chickens and ducks and slaughter a pig.

For a time, the backyard was very busy.

Xia Zhaoyi returned to the dark hut and found a corner to sit again.

It was noisy outside, and it became more and more quiet inside. She hugged her knees, her eyes a little blank.

The young man just mentioned the Pan Yun Dao, so it can be basically confirmed that this is Chong Yi Zhao Yun Mountain.

She had always known that bandits were rampant in the Zhongyi area, but she didn't expect that the lives of the people would reach such a level.

Xia Zhaoyi raised her head and looked at the stars in the sky.

The star sequence in the northeast is dazzling, the night sky is clear and clear, but it is confused like a fog, and the fate is unknown.

A star appeared in the northwest star sequence, and the surroundings were dimmed, and the orientation was not discernible.

Xia Zhaoyi's eyes became confused again.

In fact, there is a very important question that she has never dared to ask the two children, that is, is Jinxi He Xi, or Xuanyan 22 years?

No, it was winter then, and now it is summer, it should be the 23rd year of Xuanyan.

If so, what happened to the second brother, did you successfully escape from Yunhu?

What is the current situation of Dingguo Gongfu?
If not, when is the present, the past?is the future?
Who threw her into this body?
Coincidence of fate?

Intentionally?

And more importantly, who she will be.

Xia Zhaoyi closed her eyes and dared not think about it.

It was hot outside.

Chickens, ducks, pigs, and fish must be killed immediately. In order to keep the raw meat from having a fishy smell, a lot of processing must be done.

The rice had to be re-steamed, and even the tableware had to find another way.

And those thieves in the front yard who don't know what to say and have been sending people to urge them will only make the strings of these women tighten even more.

When the last few dishes were finished, the servants in charge of the cook were all paralyzed from exhaustion. Aunt Fang asked others to clean up the dishes. She couldn't eat anything by herself, so she went back to the house to rest.

On Liu Sanniang's side, she ordered the water to be boiled throughout the whole process, and then asked Ma Yu and others to pick it up in the front yard. She even took two freshly steamed steamed buns to feed her stomach while she was free.

Fortunately, because of today's incident, those thieves and bandits are all inactive. They like to drink and make noise on weekdays.

But when everything was calm, it was still over a period of time.

"I know everyone has worked hard." Aunt Feng was carrying a spoon, and the maid next to her was holding a cauldron. Aunt Feng scooped half a spoon of gruel into the bowls of the girls sitting in three rows, and said as she walked. "But now there is no way, as you have seen, our kitchen is burnt, and all the rice and noodles are gone. These are still taken out of the cellar. It would be good to have half a bowl."

The girls didn't speak, they held their bowls and didn't dare to say a word.

Aunt Feng finished distributing the porridge, put the spoon into the pot, and said, "Eat it, remember to pack up after eating, and then go back to rest when you're done."

"Thank you, Auntie Feng, for the porridge." A girl shouted in a low voice.

The other girls responded and thanked them one after another.

Aunt Feng enjoyed this feeling very much, glanced at them, and said, "This is good, it's better than being hungry, and you usually work diligently and quickly, understand."

"Yes, Aunt Feng." Several girls shouted in unison.

Satisfied, Aunt Feng turned around and saw Liu Sanniang eating steamed buns over there, looking at them.

Aunt Feng's eyes turned cold, she glanced at her, and turned away.

"cut."

Liu Sanniang snorted, she was not pleasing to the eye at first, but now she was even more annoyed.

She turned her head to look at the inconspicuous wooden hut in the northwest corner, shoved the last steamed bun into her mouth, wiped it, picked up the washing machine not far away and walked towards the wooden hut.

The wooden door was knocked open with a squeak, Xia Zhaoyi narrowed her eyes, dispelling the confusion and insignificance just now, and turned to look towards the door.

Liu Sanniang walked in aggressively, and before she opened her mouth, she heard a sweet childish voice in the dark: "You are here."

Liu Sanniang was full of anger, and she was about to go up and swing the stick directly, venting her anger with a brutal beating, but she was stopped by these three words.

Too bland, too quiet, shouldn't it be a little trembling or shouting "Liu Sanniang" in a pleasing way?

The wooden door behind her was closed by Liu Sanniang herself. There was almost no light in the wooden house. Except for the window over there, under the slanting moonlight, a small figure could be seen standing up.

"I just borrowed the light from the fire outside, and saw your footsteps are vain, your face is pale, your eyes are cloudy, and your hall is gray," Xia Zhaoyi said, "Liu Sanniang, if I say you don't live for seven days, can you believe it?"

Liu Sanniang blinked. She didn't know why. She looked back, looked back at the figure, and called out, "Ali?"

"Ali?" Xia Zhaoyi chuckled, the laughter seemed to be knocked out of ice bricks, the words were cold, "Liu Sanniang, don't you know me?"

Liu Sanniang frowned, inexplicably strange, clasped the laundry hammer in both hands, and walked over: "What are you talking about?"

"guess who I am?"

"Be honest with me!" Liu Sanniang swung a stick violently.

Seeing that it was about to fall on the girl, a figure flickered in front of her, and then the voice appeared behind her: "I'm here."

Liu Sanniang turned back in a hurry, stepped back in fright, raised the laundry machine and beat it: "Who the hell are you!"

"Afraid?" Xia Zhaoyi's voice sounded from the window, and she said with a smile, "Liu Sanniang, it's easy to kill a girl like me, you can do it at any time, but why would you let a girl in front of everyone's eyes? The man in the front yard took my life."

Liu Sanniang gritted her teeth, the darkness was depressing, and the girl's beautiful voice felt ethereal at the moment.

"You are so eager to express yourself, do you want others to see that you have a good relationship with those people in the front yard? Liu Sanniang, who have you been having trouble with recently? Aunt Feng? Aunt Fang?" Xia Zhaoyi continued.

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Liu Sanniang exclaimed guilty.

"Why do you need to tell people about sending me to Lu Tanlang for disposal? Is your focus on me or Lu Tanlang?"

Liu Sanniang stared at Xia Zhaoyi closely, Huo Di raised his hand and waved a stick again, but was dodged again.

"I'm here."

The voice came from behind again.

Liu Sanniang turned her head, and under the moonlight, the girl stared straight at her with bright eyes.

Liu Sanniang's back was numb, and she stepped back, her hand holding the stick drooping down.

"You are really stupid. You don't pick the timing of your words. The moment they said that Panyun Road will be stationed in a few days, you are busy trying to push me to death in order to show your prestige. You know what they lack now. What is it? It's because there are not enough manpower, and the speed of doing things is not enough. Once the Panyun Road is stationed, and there are troops to protect the refugees, where can they go to tie innocent people to work and let them send them?"

Liu Sanniang panted, "Don't tell me that! Who are you?"

"I said, you don't know me anymore?" Xia Zhaoyi took a step forward and said with a light smile, "How did I die just now, you can't remember so quickly."

Liu Sanniang's eyes widened, her body trembled as if struck by lightning: "You, you..."

Xia Zhaoyi swayed, swept behind Liu Sanniang again, and said, "I'm here, where are you looking?"

"what!!!"

Liu Sanniang screamed and turned back.

Xia Zhaoyi raised her hand and touched her lower abdomen, smiled, and said softly, "Aiya, there is no more blood and blood, and no more pain."

"Ah! Ah!!!"

Liu Sanniang was completely frightened and turned around and ran outside: "Someone, someone! It's haunted! Ghost!!"

The sweat on Xia Zhaoyi's head was like beans. As soon as Liu Sanniang left, she couldn't hold it any longer and slumped on the ground.

When her mother was pregnant with her, she contracted several severe colds, so she was born with weak bones, and she was not cured of serious illnesses, and the minor illnesses continued. When she was two years old, she developed a high fever and almost died.

Later, her father took her to the famous mountain and handed it over to the master, and she stayed there for fourteen years.

In the past 14 years, except for the festive seasons when she could go home, Master Yunyou would take her out occasionally, and most of the rest of the time she escaped from the world.

And because her body was naturally weak, she couldn't learn any boxing skills. The only thing her master could teach her was such a trick to pretend to be a ghost.

The master said that it is not easy to make a living in this line of work. Occasionally jumping to the gods and asking for help can scare and frighten people. Filling her stomach is the most important thing, so she was carried on the plum blossom pile since she was a child.

Right now, the calf and the sole of the foot are hurting badly. First, this body is already bad. Second, this body has not been practiced over time. She only relies on her to force it for a while. It is estimated that the ankle will swell into steamed buns tomorrow.

(End of this chapter)