Mortal: Reincarnated as Han Li's sister

Chapter 1 Stories, there must always be a beginning

mountain village
The dark wind blows the rain into the cold night, the shadows of the lamps and candles flicker, and the dying sick sits up in shock...

When Luo Ningxin opened her eyes again, the environment around her had changed, old and moldy quilts, a black roof made of thatch and mud.

"I'm Han Dingxiang? Or Luo Ningxin?"

She sat up in a daze for a while, looking at the moonlight coming in from the hole in the house, when the cool wind caressed her cheeks, at this moment, Luo Ningxin's eyes gradually recovered, and she murmured inconceivably language.

There really is such a thing as crossing in the world!

Is it a dream?
At this time, Luo Ningxin did not feel panic or at a loss. On the contrary, she was surprised to find that she was extremely calm, and there was even a trace of joy in her heart... It was indeed joy, the joy of being reborn.

"Past and present, who am I?"

Luo Ningxin got out of bed and couldn't help muttering to herself.

After the joy, she couldn't help being a little silent, the breeze blowing into the leaky room, blowing her thoughts back to the past.

...

past life,

She was born into a Chuanwu family. Unfortunately, in modern society, Chuanwu had already declined in her grandfather's generation.

In modern society, what's the use of practicing traditional martial arts no matter how good it is?Although it is said to be a family, it is just a small family in a small modern county. Everyone in the family must practice martial arts regardless of men, women, or children. This is the family rule set by the great grandfather. , have been insisting on...

Apart from her title as a child of the Chuanwu family, she, like most people, has an extremely ordinary life.

I thought this life should be spent in such an ordinary way, but God made a big joke with her!
However, I contracted a terminal illness like ALS in my early twenties, and I vaguely remember my parents’ eyes filled with tears in the ward before they died.

The temples are like frost, and the white-haired people have nowhere to say desolate...

As a child, I cannot fulfill my filial piety, and it is difficult to repay the kindness of nurturing. Scenes of childhood memories come to my mind, and I feel ashamed of my elders.

"Dad, Mom, Grandpa, little sister, if you know that I have regained my life, you will definitely be happy for me and don't have to worry about me..."

Luo Ningxin whispered to herself.

Death is an end, but also a new beginning. Flowers bloom and fall, and the cycle begins again and again. As an inconspicuous member of all living beings, all she can do now is to let go of her obsession and let nature take its course.

Thinking of this, Luo Ningxin closed her eyes slightly and fell into a deep sleep. This body is too weak, and her brain has received many memory fragments just now, so she didn't have time to think too much. She needs to rest now.

...

...

the next day,
As the sun rises, the sky in the east is white, and the clouds are gray fish scales, slowly turning into white. The fiery red sun has just risen from the mountain, and the morning glow has dyed half of the sky red. The rays of light are endless, and the black between heaven and earth is driven into the mountains, forests, and the world. within.

"Sister, wake up..."

As the sky was getting bright, Luo Ningxin was awakened by a childish voice, her eyes opened a little sourly, and a thin and small figure was reflected in her eyes in the dark room.

"Xiao Li?"

Without any thought at all, Luo Ningxin said it naturally.

The child named Xiao Li didn't seem to notice the change of his sister, and he cleaned up the backpack and hatchet in the corner by himself.

Looking at his thin figure, many memory fragments suddenly appeared in Luo Ningxin's mind.

There are seven people in the Han family. This body is named Han Dingxiang, the third in the family, and she is just 14 years old this year.

With two older brothers, a little sister and a little brother, the family's life is very poor. They can't eat more than a few meaty meals a year, and the whole family barely lives on the line of food and clothing.

"Sister, it's time to get up and go up the mountain to chop wood..."

Seeing that Luo Ning's heart had not moved, the second fool couldn't help turning around to remind her again, but after thinking about it, it's almost winter, and the wind was blowing coolly last night, and my sister didn't get up for a long time, could it be that she has a cold?
Thinking of this, Han Li couldn't help asking worriedly, "Sister, are you okay?"

"I'm fine..."

Luo Ningxin regained consciousness from the memory of this body, lifted the quilt, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart, it really is 'the cloth quilt has been cold as iron for many years, and Jiaoer is lying on the inside and cracking'.

The original body probably died last night because of the cold wind entering the body. There are more than 200 people in this small mountain village, and the living conditions are extremely poor. The average life expectancy is less than [-], and this does not include the poor children who died at birth.

What's more, it's not yet fully dawn, and it's time to go up the mountain to collect firewood. This different world is far from as good as it is written in the little book.

"Do you want to rest today?" The nine-year-old boy named Han Li asked with some concern.

"I am fine."

Luo Ning smiled heartily. After resting for a night, she feels very good now. This feeling of regaining control of her body is like stepping into a fairyland for a patient who has been bedridden for many years.

After moving her hands and feet, Luo Ningxin got out of bed and put on a coat made of burlap, hem to the hips, and hemp trousers, fastened around her waist with a hemp rope, stepped on her shoes, and skillfully pinned a hatchet in the corner of the wall to her waist between.

Seeing her actions, Han Li felt that there was something different about Sister A today. He couldn't tell what was different about it.

"Let's go..."

Luo Ningxin reached out and touched his little head, smiled lightly, and walked out the door first.

The little Han Li who was following her finally knew that her sister was different. It seemed that her eyes were brighter than before, and her temperament was much more relaxed. You must know that the old sister seldom smiled.

...

The small mountain village is located at the foot of the mountain, next to the river. The river next to the village is clear and winds out of the mountain forest into the distance. The front mountain is a cliff with only some weeds and no trees. To cut firewood, you have to go into the mountain. .

Luo Ningxin led Han Li to climb up a narrow path on the side of the mountain.

arrived at the destination,
Han Li tacitly gathered firewood in the mountains and forests,
However, Luo Ningxin was not in a hurry to collect firewood, but stood by the river, looking thoughtfully at the reflection in the water. The reflection in the river was a thin girl with dusty clothes. She was only 14 now. Years old, with delicate facial features, she is already a beauty at a young age. If she keeps up with her nutrition, she will also be a beauty when she grows up.

This is what she looks like now, but she doesn't think anything of it. She is lucky to be able to live again. As for the change in age, it is not important to her.

"click~"

Luo Ningxin picked up the hatchet and walked to a tree, looked it up and down, then swung the knife towards the branch and chopped it down.

Perhaps because of her physical instincts, she is extremely proficient in chopping wood, and the strength of the hatchet in her hand is well grasped, and almost no physical strength will be wasted.

"Ok?"

Suddenly, Luo Ningxin let out a cry of surprise.

She saw a sudden flash in front of her eyes.

A translucent gray wall suddenly appeared in front of her eyes. Luo Ning subconsciously stretched out her hand holding the hatchet to touch it, but the hatchet passed through the wall with one swipe.

what?
Luo Ning couldn't help but feel surprised. It took a long time for her to react.

The transparent wall in front of her, which occupies most of her field of vision, is not an entity, but an image that directly appears on her retina.

"Goldfinger..."

Luo Ningxin murmured to herself. She often read novels, so she was no stranger to this thing. Looking carefully, she saw a line of words written on the gray transparent wall:

【Chopping firewood: 5300／10000 Xiaocheng】

This thing is not difficult to understand, similar to the game board of the third-rate word online game in the early years of the previous life.

Luo Ningxin quickly accepted the existence of this thing.

After all, they have traveled through time, and it is not a strange thing for a golden finger to appear. As for whether there is any conspiracy behind this incident, Luo Ningxin doesn't care at all.

She had already died once, and an unknown existence gave her a chance to come back and gave her a golden finger. Even if there were any conspiracies, she was willing to accept it.

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