In the famine year, the group pet cubs awakened to farm in Shanhaijing

Chapter 1

In the ninth year of Xiande, there was a severe drought in July.

Xiaohe Village is close to the mountains, so it got its name from the small river next to the village, but two consecutive years of severe drought has already turned the small river into a creek.

Many villagers in short brown clothes are working in the fields. The ears of wheat look golden in the sun. If you pay attention, you will find that most of the ears of wheat are shriveled, and only half of them have grains.

In a tile-roofed house in the west of the village, a dozen or so people crammed together to fill the whole room.

On the soil bed covered with only a straw mat, a short and thin little girl was lying on it, her eyes were closed tightly, her complexion was pale, her short yellowish hair was disheveled, and her head was wrapped with several circles of gauze.

"If she's out of breath, prepare for her funeral."

"Miaomiao, can you open your eyes, please, mother, please."

There was a mess in his ears, and the wailing mixed with shouting and cursing came and went, as if countless hammers were chiseling a mountain together, tearing Cheng Miaomiao's brain aching.

Cheng Miaomiao opened her eyes with difficulty, and saw a group of young and old standing in front of the bed.

The woman closest to her, Ye's eyes were red from crying, and as soon as she saw her wake up, she rushed over and hugged her tightly, crying out of breath: "Miaomiao, you scared my mother to death!"

Cheng Miaomiao froze for a moment, only feeling a dull pain in the back of her head.

In the next moment, many memories that did not belong to her suddenly appeared in her mind, and she suddenly opened her almond eyes.

——Yaoshou, the corpse has been resurrected!
The original body was also called Miaomiao, but his surname was Cheng.It's just a five-year-old girl who only drank a bowl of gruel all day. She was so hungry that she went to the kitchen and secretly took a piece of vegetable cake to eat. After eating two bites, her grandmother Zhao came back .

Mrs. Zhao scolded her severely and was still not relieved, so she pushed Xiao Miaomiao casually and bumped into the sharp corner of the stove.

The people on the spot disappeared.

So she, the mountain god who was finally struck by the billowing thunder in the end of the Dharma Age, passed through.

The old lady Zhao yelled, and the guilty conscience on her face disappeared immediately. She narrowed her eyes and said fiercely: "Okay, you lose money. How dare you pretend to be dead if you stole my things! See if I don't beat you to death!" !"

Old man Cheng took a puff of his dry cigarette, and drooped the corners of his mouth: "Okay, Sanya just woke up, so please don't say a few words."

"Should I say a few words less?! It's because she knows how to steal things at a young age, I don't care what's wrong!"

"mother!"

Cheng Erlang, who had been standing silently by the side, suddenly shouted.

He glanced at Miaomiao and his wife, who were crying in their arms, and spoke forcefully for a while: "Miaomiao is still growing up, it's just a vegetable cake, and you can eat it. You can teach her a few words, what are you doing?" Why push her?"

"She is my granddaughter, can't I teach you a lesson..."

Mrs. Zhao glared at him, pointing at the bed and cursing. Before she could finish her sentence, a weak, slender, cramped scream suddenly sounded in the room.

Everyone immediately looked towards the source of the sound, and saw Cheng Miaomiao suddenly curled up in panic, with big tears falling, shaking his head and muttering: "No! I don't dare anymore...don't, don't sell Except for me, I didn't hear that my uncle owed money from gambling debts, really nothing."

The child stuttered, but it didn't affect everyone's understanding of her words.

Cheng Erlang's face instantly turned livid and pale.

Ye Shi was so angry that her hands and feet trembled, she looked over in shock and fear, her voice trembling: "Mother, you..."

The villagers outside the house who came to watch the excitement looked at Mrs. Zhao with obvious unkind eyes.

The meaning of the Cheng family's Sanya's words is clearly that Cheng Wulang owed money for gambling debts, and the old lady Zhao wanted to sell Sanya to Wulang to pay off the debt!
Mrs. Zhao suddenly became flustered, and said in a sharp voice: "How can you believe what this damn girl said, I never said such a thing, she is lying!"

"Sanya is only five years old, does she know what deception is?!"

Old man Cheng's vicissitudes of face were full of anger.

All eyes were on Mrs. Zhao, and no one noticed the abnormality of little Cheng Miaomiao.

Those eyes filled with tears were peaceful, how could there be any dullness and fear?
Old man Cheng's fingers were trembling as he held the pipe, he forced himself to look at Erlang with a livid face, and said, "Daughter-in-law Erlang, stay here and take care of Sanya, you, go out and tell me about Wulang!"

Mrs. Zhao was taken aback by his ugly face and dared not speak.

The villagers who blocked the door of Cheng's house to watch the excitement soon dispersed, and all the Cheng family members also left the room and stood crowded together in the main room.

As soon as the person left, Cheng Miaomiao wiped away her tears as if nothing had happened, her eyes were bright, and she pursed her lips, thinking that Mrs. Zhao was so annoying, it was fine to bully Xiao Miaomiao before, but now she still wants to bully her.

Go to do her Spring and Autumn Dream!
This room is rammed out of earth, even the sleeping bed is an earthen bed, a set of willow tables and chairs, and cabinets are all.

It was so simple that Cheng Miaomiao couldn't believe it.

Although she is the last mountain god to develop consciousness in the Dharma-ending era, the lives of ordinary people on the mountain where she lives are several times better than those here, not to mention that they still use electric lights later.

Moreover, the spiritual energy here is thin, and it seems that the environment is very bad.

Cheng Miaomiao just wanted to feel more, when suddenly someone grabbed her into her arms and hugged her.

With tears in her eyes, Ye's voice trembled with fear: "Don't be afraid, Miaomiao, Auntie will never let you be sold... Does your head hurt?"

Cheng Miaomiao nodded, stretched out her hand to touch her groaning stomach, and said, "Hungry."

"Ma'am, I'm going to get you something to eat."

Mrs. Ye wiped her tears, opened the big wooden box under the bed, took out a small box from inside, took out the oiled paper bag inside and opened it, inside was mung bean cake broken into many small pieces.

It is a disaster year now, and the price of pastries like this can be several times more expensive than before.

Cheng Erlang bought this bag of pastries for her when he went to the town to sell things, and he kept it away since he was reluctant to eat it.

Cheng Miaomiao was easily aroused by the aroma.

She moved in a hurry, and Ah Wu stuffed the pastry into her mouth in two bites, just like she used to inhale spiritual energy, but when she was about to swallow it, she realized that she was choking, and she hurriedly looked at Mrs. Ye for help.

At this moment, several unbelievable roars suddenly sounded from the main room: "What, Wulang owes ten taels of silver?!"

They were arguing very fiercely, one by one louder than the other, and there was the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.

Mrs. Ye was stunned, turned her head to look at the outer room, quickly retracted her gaze, poured a glass of water and handed it to Cheng Miaomiao's mouth, and fed her to drink it slowly.

Cheng Miaomiao thought it was too slow to drink like this, so he stretched out his hand to hold the pottery cup and got up.

Suddenly, her gaze froze.

All right, a blue book suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, and the body of the book was still glowing with a faint golden light.

The book was quietly suspended in the air, and on the blue cover was written the four characters "Illustrated Book of the Classic of Mountains and Seas". Cheng Miaomiao tilted her head, stared at the book, and hummed suspiciously.

What is this?
In the next second, the pages of the book were flipped, and it quickly stopped on one of the pages. The top of the page said "Water Quality".

[Host: Cheng Miaomiao

Location: Great Jin Dynasty, Xiaohe Village, Drought
Water quality: Class II, slightly polluted]

Cheng Miaomiao:? ? ?

(End of this chapter)