Her Promising Business

At the fourth quarter of the second watch, in the Shabby Wood Room in the backyard of Manchun building, a woman with her hands tied under the beam of the room, her hair in a disordered bun, her head hanging down and motionless.

A ferocious looking man beat the woman on the back with a whip.

The women's semi old cotton clothes with pine and cypress green on their backs were almost broken.

Blood stains of different depths crisscrossed the whole back, and the spilled blood soaked the rags.

"Fight! Hit me hard! Let this bitch have no strength to run away again

A wrinkled and turmeric woman stood aside, pinching her waist and spitting, cursing ferociously.

There was a young man standing beside her. Seeing that the woman was motionless, he was a little worried and said, "Granny Liang, don't beat people to death. It cost thirty taels of silver to buy her."

"Well! Just a few strokes to kill her? " Mrs. Liang said sternly, but she was a little uneasy. She yelled at the man, "OK! Stop fighting! See if she's still angry! "

Hearing this, the man stopped and put his hand in front of the woman's nose. It seemed that there was still a faint breath.

"Still a little angry." The guilty man turned his head and looked at Mrs. Liang, "are you still fighting?"

"What is still a little angry?" Mrs. Liang glared at the man and put her hand in front of the woman's nose.

The woman's breath is really weak, as if it is almost gone.

Mrs. Liang said in her heart that she couldn't fight any more. She really wanted to kill her, but she spent thirty taels of silver in vain!

"Forget it, save her breath!" Mrs. Liang is very unwilling to say, "tomorrow, she is still not honest!"

The guy was relieved, as long as he wasn't dead.

The three left the room, and Mrs. Liang did not forget to lock the door.

When the three went away, the woman who was hanging under the beam of the house was completely out of breath.

At the end of the fourth shift, man chunlou fell into silence, and occasionally some people were still working in the house.

In the wood room, Ji Lian shivers suddenly and feels a burning pain in her back.

She bared her teeth, hissed and broke into a cold sweat.

What's going on?

Didn't she expose her identity and be shot dead?

Ji Lian thought vaguely and suddenly felt that there were many confused memories in her mind.

As far as I can remember, she was resold many times. Finally, she was sold to a lame scholar as a daughter-in-law and gave birth to a baby.

Whose memory is this?

Definitely not her!

Ji Lian feels headache and shakes her head hard. Then she finds that she is hanging with her hands tied.

Open your eyes, a piece of dark... Long skirt?

What the hell is this?

Jilian was surprised, and another memory came out.

She was seduced by a good-looking man in ancient costume. She stole the title deed of two acres of land and went to this man.

The man took the title deed, smilingly gave her a glass of water, and then she didn't know anything.

When she woke up, she found that she had been sold into the brothel for 30 liang of silver.

She's going to run. She's going to get caught after she gets out, and then she's going to be beaten.

And then, she woke up.

Is this NIMA?

Ji Lian stared at the half wall high firewood pile not far ahead.

"Bang... Bang..."

The sound of watchman came from a distance. Ji Lian came back and shivered.

It's still firewood in front of me

Well, no matter what the situation is, she can't hang any more.

Ji Lian shakes her body, and the rope that binds her hands is very strong.

My back is killing me. It hurts even more if I move a little.

She looked up at the roof. There was a beam across the room in the dark. The rope was hanging on the beam.

The roof is not very high, but it's OK to sit alone.

Ji Lian endured the pain and began to swing.

Swing, swing, swing, swing, swing, swing, swing, swing, swing, swing, swing, swing, swing, swing, swing, swing, swing, swing, swing, swing, swing, swing, swing.

Because of her weak leg, she didn't succeed in pedaling several times. She stopped to catch her breath.

Take a break and swing again.

Swing swing, she summoned up the strength of a fierce push on the wall, body swing on the roof, legs a plate, firmly plate beam.

A lot of dust fell from the beam. Ji Lian began to spit out two mouthfuls of soil that fell into her mouth.

When the soil was finished, she gathered enough strength and began to swing.

Swing a few times, suddenly strong swing up, the body turned over, straddling on the beam.

be accomplished!

Ji Lian holds the beam for a few breaths, slowly, raises her hand, bites the rope with her teeth and unties it.

Before Ji Lian died, she had three identities: one was the elder sister of the underworld, one was an undercover of the police, and the other was an arms dealer.

A small accident, let her expose the identity of undercover, was shot through the heart.

She thought her life was over, but she didn't expect to open her eyes again.

No matter whether he really crossed, she would cherish this second life.

The name of the body is Ji Lianzi, which is one word less than her name. Then she will be Ji Lianzi in the future.

Untie the rope tied to your hand and untie the end tied to the beam.

Ji Lianzi twisted the rope into a ball, hung it on his belt, and carefully jumped down with the beam in his arms.

Legs a soft, almost sit underground.

This new body is really weak and hungry.

Ji Lianzi walked to the wall with heavy steps and held the wall for a while.

Reach out and push the door. It's locked outside.

He turned and pushed the window beside the door, which was nailed to death with wooden bars.

well! The defense is very good.

It doesn't matter. Can this wooden door shut me?

Since it's a Chaifang, there should be axes, right?

Ji Lianzi looked for it and saw an old axe in the corner.

Holding the wall, she went over and picked up the axe, which was very heavy, and her small arm was a little difficult to hold.

Holding the axe, she went back to the door and looked at the place where the door frame was connected with the rotating shaft. When she saw it, she laughed.

The shaft of the broken door is decaying.

Easily with the axe cut open the shaft, Ji Lianzi put down the axe to go out.

"Gulu..."

Very neat belly call, two.

Huh? Is there anyone else in the room?

Ji Lianzi turns her head and looks to the other corner.

Sure enough, a dark thing shrank in the corner.

Ji Lianzi took a look at him, ignored him, pushed the door open and went out.

The dark things slowly stood up and followed Ji Lianzi out.

Outside the Chaifang is a small broken yard, in which there are a lot of rags.

The moon in the sky is very round. It shines brightly in the yard.

A small figure shrank behind Ji Lianzi.

Ji Lianzi suddenly turned around, and the little figure was so scared that she fell to the ground.

"Hiss..." Ji Lianzi bared his teeth, and the wound on his back hurt so much!

The child sitting on the ground was seven or eight years old, with two crooked buttons on his head, and his hair was in a mess.

His clothes are dirty and his face is dirty. His beautiful big eyes look at Ji Lianzi timidly.

Ji Lianzi held back the back pain after a while, held her legs and bent down. She asked in a hoarse voice, "do you know where the kitchen is?"

The child nodded.

"Take me."

With the bright moonlight, Ji Lianzi led the child down to the kitchen.

The kitchen is locked, but the window is unlocked.

Ji Lianzi asked the child to climb into the window and go to the kitchen to find something to eat.

The child is familiar with climbing the window. Ji Lianzi suspects that the goods often come to steal food, so he is locked in the Chaifang.