After evacuating the enemy's warehouse, carry supplies through the disaster year

Chapter 2 The Worst Start in History
The rustling autumn wind blows, the withered and yellow leaves return to the earth, and the coolness gradually increases.

The setting sun slanted through the hollow, and the dust flew.

The skinny spider is busy repairing the tattered web, and the shady haunted house has a rare warmth and light.

"Hey... that's all... that's all... as soon as you come, you will be safe."

Ziyu, who sighed 888 times, endured weakness and hunger, struggled to get up from the chaotic grass, and leaned against the broken wall.

Opposite her were two corpses wrapped in straw mats, and one exposed foot was covered with dried blood, emitting bursts of putrid stench.

In the corner of the room was a simple stove made of stones, with half a broken smoking pot on it, and a small group of children pouted their little buttocks and tried their best to blow on the fire.

In the dilapidated courtyard overgrown with weeds, there is a newly stepped road, the outer courtyard wall has collapsed, and there is no sound of people in the silence.

"Hey~"

Thinking that her ace bodyguard, after dying in the line of duty for the country, would come to this inexplicable time and space.

The 28th year of Tianqing in Baiyun Kingdom - Yundu, what the hell kind of place is this.

A dynasty that has never appeared in official history or unofficial history, it is possible that it really existed in another time and space.

In the beginning, the father was wronged to death, the mother was pissed to death, all the family property was taken over by the rich and powerful, and a two-year-old brother was left waiting to be fed.

The siblings who were driven out of the Mei family's old house were penniless and had nowhere to ask for help. People who had known each other avoided like the plague.

The original owner had to drag his parents, who were wrapped in straw mats, to live in a dilapidated ghost house at the north gate.

Because there was no rice for the pot, the 13-year-old original owner went out to help others pour slops, and accidentally heard that the death of his father was intentional by the second wife of the Marquis of Anguo.

It was because when her father was invited to the mansion for a doctor's visit, he saw through the secret of the second wife of the Hou's mansion, but he was falsely accused of disregarding human life and became a scapegoat.

It is true that in front of the rich and powerful, human lives are worthless, and there is no chance to even say a word of defense.

After learning the truth, Mei Ziyu was depressed after returning to the haunted house. From the respected eldest lady of Jimin Medicine Hall, she was reduced to a poor person with both parents dead.

When she opened her eyes again, she changed her core—the ace bodyguard of the 23rd century, Ziyu who died for the country at the age of 28.

Knowing the current environment, Ziyu has a headache, what kind of luck is this for her.

Giving her a chance to live again, why did the tragedy begin? Could it be that the orphan in the previous life hadn't had enough.

God is playing with her!

What's the point in thinking that she served the organization since she was ten years old, but ended up with nothing left!

He came naked, but left in powder. He saved a lot of money and didn't even have an heir.

I wanted to retire at the age of 30, find a place with beautiful mountains and rivers to retire, and then raise a pure little milk dog to play with, but everything came to naught.

It's a pity that the 1.8 million she saved is now cheaper than a certain bank, and everything has become a thing of the past.

Ziyu stretched out her slender middle finger toward the sky—to break the heavens!

"Boom~long~long~"

There was thunder in the sky, and Ziyu was so frightened that she withdrew her hand.

"Old thief, I can't say anything about you!"

Ziyu murmured to herself, and finally felt relieved after watching carefully that there was no movement outside the courtyard.

...

Ziyu closed her eyes and felt her dantian. The original owner had learned some superficial kung fu, and her physical fitness was stronger than that of ordinary boudoir ladies.

The core was changed because she lost the courage to face the reality and didn't even leave a trace of remnant soul. The memory that Ziyu got now was only a part of what happened after the accident.

What a headache!

Yundu is a completely unfamiliar place to Ziyu now, and the more important thing right now is to fill his stomach.

Thinking of this, Ziyu felt a burning pain in her stomach.

Hehe, how long has it been since she experienced what it's like to be hungry, it's really fucking uncomfortable!
Her own space is still there, but unfortunately the once fertile land has become the Gobi Desert.

The ten-acre fishpond left to her has a dry mouth, two intelligent multi-functional agricultural machines, two sets of three-story heavy light steel villas of [-] square meters, and a cast steel basement of [-] square meters.

The villa and the basement were filled with specialties from various countries, antiques, jade and gold bars collected over the past 18 years, which were a hundred times the wealth of her digital bank, and there was not even a single scum left.

Fortunately, the cold snow area and freezing area separated by the basement are still functioning normally, thank you sir!
She is completely poor now, so poor that she doesn't even have a piece of toilet paper!

...

"Sister, drink water!"

Mei Ziluo, whose small face was blackened by the smoke, was holding a small half bowl of steaming warm water.

The turbid warm water in the rough bowl with black dust floating, the toddler's attention is all in the bowl.

Staggering under his feet, the bowl in his hand flew out, Ziyu's body leaning against the wall moved slightly.

She caught the dropped bowl with one hand, and held Xiaotuanzi's collar with the other, but the simple movements made her gasp for breath.

"Phew, Xiao Luo sit down!"

Xiaotuanzi leaned into Ziyu's arms relyingly, and pressed the bottom of the bowl with his small hand.

"My sister drinks water, and if she drinks it, she will recover from her illness."

The loose strands of hair covered half of her small face, her big wet eyes showed fear and cowardice, and a dirty little hand tightly grasped the corner of Ziyu's clothes.

"Okay, sister drink!" Ziyu drank half a bowl of water without moving.

The smell of smoke...the smell of earth...the smell of stagnant water...

"Sister, you won't be sick anymore!" Mei Ziluo looked at the empty bowl and smiled the first time since leaving home.

"Goog...coogoo..."

Mei Ziluo shyly covered her stomach, lowered her head and dared not look at her sister.

"My sister is all healed, Xiao Luo sleeps for a while, and there will be something to eat when my sister calls you, okay?"

Ziyu felt pity in her heart, when she was young, she wished to have a shoulder to lean on, even if she couldn't eat enough.

It is not difficult for her to raise a child, even if she is so hungry now that her heart burns.

"Okay, sister must call me!"

Mei Ziluo closed her eyes obediently, covering her eyes with her dirty little hands, not daring to disobey her sister's words in the slightest.

When he was young, he understood prematurely that his sister was his only relative.

Ziyu hugged the weightless child, listening to his even breathing, her heart ached.

In the blink of an eye, people and grass disappeared into the haunted house.

In the bedroom on the second floor, Ziyu gently placed the sleeping Xiao Luo on the pile of grass in the corner, took off the mourning clothes outside and covered him, and patted him to fall asleep again.

There are only empty shelves left in the spacious bedroom with bright windows, and the old mahogany floor has long since disappeared.

Ziyu, who was about to go out, was worried about leaving Xiao Luo in the ghost house, so she had to bring him into the space. Without her guidance, Xiao Luo couldn't get out of the villa.

Ziyu walked away slowly, her cyan dress was obviously wrinkled, and her slender hands were flipping up and down. The down-and-out rich lady turned into a poor girl in an instant.

...

In the time of You, the ancient street with high lanterns, pedestrians dressed like ancient Hanfu.

Ziyu smelled the fragrance wafting from the wine shop, and the secretion of saliva in her mouth accelerated.

The dark eyes shone slightly, and the delicate face covered by the hair showed a wry smile, and the slender figure was hidden in the shadows.

A penny stumps a hero!

Ziyu in the shadow looked at the wine shop in the two-story wooden building opposite, which was the largest one she encountered along the way.

The loud voices and strong food aroma made the burning stomach even more uncomfortable.

This is it!

　The previous chronology has been changed to a superficial old saying, and the veterans who like it will collect it!
　　
　　
　
(End of this chapter)