Chang'an is good

Chapter 1
In early spring and February, the permafrost is first thawed, and the buds will sprout, and the spring is still very cold.

"Wow—"

A basin of cold water was poured down.

The bone-piercing coldness was like an invisible big hand, suddenly pulling back the hazy thoughts that were about to fall into eternal silence.

"Looks like I'm really out of breath..."

"It's really bad luck! Usually the medicines are given in this amount, how come she will kill her! The deposit of 60 taels of silver has been collected, where can I find another one tonight!"

"Snapped!"

There was a tingling pain in her cheek, and the girl who was thrown into the corner of the wall, the drenched girl with her eyes closed slightly frowned.

"Okay, this little bitch really is playing dead!"

The messy bun was grabbed by someone, the girl instinctively opened her eyes, and was filled with sight by the ferocious face of a middle-aged man covered with sunburn.

"Get up for me if you're not dead!"

The pain of her hair being pulled and the obviously unfavorable situation in front of her made the girl have no time to think about other things. Her body instinct was faster than her thoughts, so she subconsciously raised her hand and grabbed the man's forearm with the strength she got up, and bent back hard. As he was going, he kicked the man heavily with his right leg.

Quick action.

Strength is far from enough.

The only advantage is that the man was defenseless, and he never expected that she would fight back, and he moved so quickly——

Taking advantage of the short gap when she was free from the man's restraint, the girl who noticed something wrong with her body quickly glanced around, took a step back, kicked lightly with her left foot, and the dagger on the pile of sacks flew up, and she caught it firmly. Hold it horizontally in front of you.

"...You son of a bitch, you've eaten your heart and your guts!"

The man was shocked and furious.

This little girl is obviously timid and cowardly, all she could do was cry and beg him to spare her and let her go home. If he took out the dagger, she would be so frightened that she wouldn't be able to say a word—it was just such a little trash. How dare you turn around and point the dagger at him!

The woman behind the man was also taken aback. She was very annoyed at the girl's "disobedience". She cursed and walked to the man's side to see the girl's true appearance.

The person was brought back by a man, and when he was taken out of the sack, he was in a comatose state. Although it could be seen that a good skin had indeed been born, he was dull in the end.

But at this time, it can be seen that the girl's blue hair is half scattered, and after days of tossing and tossing and frightening, her face has no blood on her face, but she is more and more beautiful than ordinary people.

Especially those eyebrows and eyes, which are clear and cold, and the pupils are dark and deep, like what kind of mysterious things are hidden under the surface of the lake in winter, so that people dare not look directly at them.

At this moment, the woman has only one feeling - this face... 100 taels of silver will be less!

Immediately, I felt very lucky, fortunately, I didn't die!Otherwise, the 100 taels will be in vain!

Seeing that the girl's hand holding the dagger was trembling, the woman who was not afraid of it smiled sarcastically: "Anyone who comes here, who is ignorant, will have no good end, little lady, I advise you not to ask for trouble Good!"

The woman's voice was sharp and threatening, and it was extremely noisy in the girl's ears.

The next moment, a wooden stool flew out from the girl's feet and hit the knee of the woman who was walking towards her.

The woman screamed in pain, her knees went limp, and she fell to the ground.

"You little bastard!" The man was extremely annoyed, he didn't care much, and swung the wooden stick in his hand.

However, the girl had already attacked him one step faster, pounced on him like a little wolf, threw him to the ground with all her strength, and knelt down tightly on his neck with one leg.

No matter how strong the man was, his vitals were suppressed, and he couldn't get up for a while. Just as he subconsciously stretched out his hand to push the girl away, the palm of his hand was pierced by the dagger in the girl's hand and nailed to the ground.

The woman came to her senses, sat up and was about to step forward when she saw the girl quickly pull out the bloody dagger, and the dagger flew like an arrow, as if it had eyes, and it just pierced her eye socket.

"what!"

The woman screamed and howled and fell to the ground clutching her bleeding eyes.

Suffocated by the man who had suppressed his neck for too long, he rolled his eyes and passed out.

The girl who had almost exhausted her strength let go of the man, turned her body, sat on the ground beside her, picked up the cloth bag dropped by the man's side, and looked out the door at the same time.

Outside the door of the not-so-big main room, there stood a stunned boy.

"This is your father?" the girl said, her voice was weak and waxy, but her tone was straight and unwavering.

The eleven or twelve-year-old boy glanced at the fainted man beside her, shook his head hastily, and the bewilderment and fear in his eyes almost overflowed.

"You trash, tie her up quickly! Hurry up and get a doctor for us! Quickly get a doctor!" The woman with bleeding eyes screamed.

The boy looked flustered.

The girl looked at him: "Do you want to fight me?"

The girl's words gave the boy a decision, his expression stopped shaking, and he shook his head even faster.

"Is there anyone else?" The girl passed him and looked towards the small yard full of coffins.

Although it was daytime, the gate of the courtyard was locked tightly from the inside.

The boy shook his head again.

"I tied you up, or you tied them up." The girl gave him two choices simply and clearly.

Seeing her standing up, the boy didn't dare to delay, he hurried forward to get the hemp rope, and tied up the unconscious man first.

"You heartless thing! See if I don't beat you to death!"

The woman cursed angrily, covering her eyes with one hand trembling with pain, and grabbed the wooden stick next to her with the other.

The boy's expression flinched instinctively.

"Tell her to shut up." The girl threw the cloth bag in her hand.

The boy obviously knew what was inside, and boldly stepped forward and threw it at the woman.

The woman's eyes were full of blood, and she was completely unprepared under the panic. After taking a few mouthfuls of the drug, she fell to the ground powerlessly.

After the boy tied up the woman, he thoughtfully dragged the two of them to a corner where they were out of the way.

After finishing all this, he raised his eyes quietly, and found the girl's back in front of the coffee table.

she is...

Eat roast chicken?
The boy looked at the remaining bones of the half-roasted chicken that she quickly disposed of with some amazement.

The girl casually picked up a cotton towel beside her and wiped her hands.

She doesn't feel hungry.

But she was too weak at this time, and the instinct in her body made her choose to eat in order to recover her strength.

She turned around, looked around the room, and walked out of the main room.

There were several coffins that had just been made in the yard, she picked the one that was pleasing to the eye, stepped on the bench beside her into the coffin, and lay down.

Well, it fits her stature very well.

The girl closed her eyes in satisfaction.

It's just unimaginable that once a person dies, there will be so many troubles after death.

In the end, the coffin had to be entered by herself, there was not even a decent ghost messenger, everything depended on self-consciousness, and thanks to her always having strong self-management ability-but the rules and regulations of the underworld are somewhat perfunctory.

The boy who witnessed the bizarre process of her going into the coffin and lying down: "..."

The great exhaustion quickly overwhelmed the girl in the coffin, causing her to fall into a deep sleep.

When I opened my eyes again, I saw the sunset glow in the sky, and it was already dusk.

The girl in the coffin sat up slowly, looked at everything in front of her, and couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

After a good night's sleep, with the recovery of physical strength, the awareness of all parts of the body becomes clear, and the mind gradually wakes up.

This is not a hallucination after death.

But she is clearly dead, the kind that can no longer be seen through.

She subconsciously raised her hand and reached for her neck, where there was no wound.

"How could this be..."

The voice is not your own.

She stretched out her hands in the twilight and looked at it.

Although these hands are scarred, they are too slender and weak, and they are not hers.

The girl stood up slowly, stood in the coffin against the twilight, and looked at the real things around her.

There is an old tree in the corner with a few sporadic peach blossoms.

It is spring day.

And she died in a heavy snowfall in the twelfth lunar month.

She was looking in the direction of her homeland when she died.

And now-

She seems to be back.

The girl withdrew her gaze and looked at the unfamiliar hands again.

So... is she resurrecting her soul from a dead body?
Without waiting for the girl to think about anything else, the soft footsteps behind her made her turn her head warily.

Previously, he only regarded everything in front of him as an unrealistic post-death illusion, and he only dealt with it instinctively without going into it, but now it is different——

It's still that boy.

At this time, he was standing timidly under the stone steps, looking at her with a strange look that almost looked at something that did not belong to this world—although this was indeed the case.

"Do you recognize me?" the girl asked.

The boy shook his head without thinking.

Without getting an answer, the girl left the coffin, stepped on the bench and jumped down.

Seeing her turn around and walk towards the gate of the courtyard, the boy struggled for a moment, then quickly chased after her, stretched out his hand to stop her, and shook his head restrainedly.

"No...can't go!" He said anxiously.

"So you're not dumb."

"No, it's not..." The boy looked complicated and anxious: "You can't go!"

The girl showed no expression: "I don't like beating children."

"...No!" The boy pointed to the closed wooden door, lowered his voice, his big eyes were full of anxiety: "It's all... outside!"

"It's all—" the girl looked at him, "What?"

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(End of this chapter)