I just want to have a good time

Chapter 273 273. Song Qian
As a result, Song Qian lost her parents who loved her the most.

I don't know how much self-control it took her not to rush out of the cellar. Every time she wanted to rush out, her father's words would ring in her mind, telling her not to come out no matter what happened above, otherwise something bad happened to the couple. , will definitely not rest in peace.

It was precisely because of her parents' instructions that Song Qian forced herself not to rush out. She was not stupid and knew that rushing out would not change anything at all, on the contrary, there was no chance at all.

It wasn't until the group of villains left and after night fell that she stumbled out of the cellar, that is, from the utility room of her house.

The moment she came out of the utility room, even though she already had a bad premonition in her heart, when she vaguely saw the two people lying in the yard under the moonlight, Song Qian, who thought she was quite strong, still couldn't bear it.

The brain was swollen, like a sponge that was constantly being squeezed, and the whole person stared blankly at the two people lying in the yard.

I don't know how long it took, but she came to her senses and scrambled to the side of her parents, looking at her parents soaked in blood, Song Qian didn't know how much effort she had to hold back the crying The sound, tears burst out and hugged the parents who were lying on the ground, almost fainting.

In just a few short hours, the family was divided between yin and yang. Song Qian, whose heart was pierced like a knife and tears were pouring down like rain, looked towards the door fiercely, her eyes like sharp blades were full of intense hatred.

She knew that the group hadn't left, and she could vaguely hear movement outside, as well as the screams of women and the sound of men making fun.

Song Qian closed her eyes full of hatred, and she has not left since she got her hands. She might not leave in a short time, but this is just right.

Enduring great grief, Song Qian wrapped her parents in a quilt and buried them in the vegetable garden west of her yard as quickly as possible.

Then she quickly packed up her belongings from home, including her parents' and bedding to keep warm, and she quickly moved them to the cellar of the utility room.

The cellar at home is not too big, but it is not too small either. It is about ten square meters, which is basically the same size as the utility room.

The moisture-proof measures inside are not bad, although there will inevitably be some damp smell, but there is no real moldy place.

As long as this group of people doesn't leave, she may stay here for a long time in the future. For this reason, Song Qian specially found a few planks from the utility room, and used bricks and stones in the yard to form a simple bed.

This task took nearly two hours. During this period, she carefully watched the movement outside. Fortunately, that group of people didn't come again, so she had time to prepare to clean up.

Taking a last look at her parents in the vegetable field to the west of the yard, she kowtowed three times on the ground and Song Qian hid in the cellar.

Just an hour after she hid in the cellar, there was a sound of walking on the ground, and someone came in the yard.

Song Qian clearly heard "Hey" from the people in the courtyard, "The body is gone," one of them said.

Then came the sound of quickened footsteps walking up and down the yard.

"Have you found anything?" One person said.

"no".

"No one, it's really strange, the corpse won't run away by itself."

"Whatever, it would be better if it wasn't, and it would save us from wasting abilities."

"That's right, tell the boss to clean up when I go back."

Song Qian listened to the questions and answers of the two people on the ground and left. During this period, she tried her best to suppress herself with reason, otherwise she might rush up.

Then she cried and cried and fell asleep without knowing when. This sleep lasted for three whole days. When she woke up again, she felt very hungry, hungry like on fire, her feet were weak, and her body was lifeless.

In the light coming in from the diffuser hole, Song Qian found something to eat, quickly ate several bags of bread and some ham sausage, and drank two bottles of milk before feeling better.

She didn't think much about it, she simply thought it was because she was hungry for two meals, but when her eyes accidentally moved to the time on the watch, the date displayed surprised her.

The time has jumped to Friday, obviously when she had the accident on Tuesday, how come a few days have passed since she woke up.

Song Qian stared at the watch in a daze, did something happen that she didn't know about?
When she returned to the simple bed again, she finally noticed the abnormality the moment she sat on it.

The bamboo mat on the wooden board became very slippery, and a gust of cold air went straight into the body.

Touching it with her hand, Song Qian realized that it was not yesterday, no, it was not the plank three days ago, and this simple bed was now covered by a thick layer of ice.

She was a little confused when she woke up, and she was too hungry to pay attention so much, so this wooden bed that suddenly turned into an ice bed, what happened to her after she fell asleep?
The problem is that she can feel the air-conditioning while sitting on it, but she doesn't feel the cold in her body. On the contrary, she still has a very comfortable feeling, an inexplicable impulse.

The abnormality on the bed reminded her of the news that her father brought back when he was collecting supplies, it was about supernatural beings.

So, could it be that possibility that she has awakened the ability, otherwise how can the sudden appearance of ice be explained.

And it's only in the place she came into contact with. When she was looking for food just now, she didn't find the same thing in other places.

Thinking of the possibility of her awakening her abilities, Song Qian became a little anxious.

If this is the case, then maybe she really has hope to avenge her parents.

Thinking of this, Song Qian couldn't wait to sit cross-legged on the ice bed, seriously feeling the impulse in her body, and then released it unconsciously.

Although the light in the cellar was dim, Song Qian still saw a thin wall of ice appearing in front of her, and then she felt a feeling of being hollowed out in her body.

With the appearance of the ice wall, the temperature in the cellar seemed to be a few degrees lower, and the stuffy feeling was also dispelled.

Looking at the ice wall in front of her, Song Qian couldn't stop her tears. This ability appeared too late. If it had appeared earlier, perhaps her parents would not have died.

"Parents, you are waiting, I will definitely avenge you." Song Qian touched the ice wall that had begun to melt and said earnestly, with burning hatred in her eyes.

A few days passed without knowing it, and Song Qian, who had been in the cellar for a few days, finally couldn't bear it any longer. Regardless of whether the villains were still in the village or not, she decided to go out and have a look.

Thinking of hearing women's pitiful cries almost every day, Song Qian looked at her long hair hanging on her chest, and fixed her eyes on the scissors in her mother's sewing box.

Resolutely cut her favorite black hair into a dog gnawed look.

The former delicate little beauty changed instantly. She found out her father's clothes and cut the cuffs and trouser legs short. Matching her height of 1.6 meters [-], although she was a bit slender, she already looked like a man.

As she was about to go out, she carefully felt the outside world. She was very quiet and didn't notice any abnormalities.

Cautiously dodging a gap, the exit of the cellar is behind a broken cabinet with some broken wood piled on it.

It's not heavy, Song Qian can push it away easily.

Then she looked carefully through the space that was a little bit out of the way, and there was no one.

That's right, the Song family's dilapidated house can be said to be the most dilapidated in the whole village, and it's normal that no one is interested.

She boldly walked out of the cellar. She didn't wait for the first time, but walked directly to the kitchen with a clear goal.

In an old house, an earthen stove is a standard configuration in the kitchen. A few days ago, my parents relied on this earthen stove for cooking.

After dispelling the phantom of her parents, Song Qian reached into the stove and wiped it vigorously a few times, and then she wiped all the stove ash on all the exposed skin of her body.

After doing this, he looks more like a man, a somewhat dirty man.

(End of this chapter)