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The strength up and down the body dissipated, and the legs and feet couldn't be lifted even if they wanted to, and they were extremely sore, as if they no longer belonged to themselves.

She was tired, hungry and sleepy.

The mountain wind blew, and the wet fabric stuck to her body in the wind, which made Ayao feel irritated and dispelled sleepiness.

The danger of people is gone, but there is also the danger of mountains and forests, and this place cannot sleep to death.

"I was running in the gym at the time, how did I come to this ghost place in the blink of an eye?" Ah Yao shook her head, she couldn't figure it out.

Like other ordinary office workers, she also has sub-health, so she goes to the gym to exercise, jogs on the treadmill, and then everything changes in the blink of an eye.

Why does she have the idea of "I'd rather die than go back"?

As soon as the thought came to mind, a scene came to mind.

The thin child stood by the door, probing his brain, and a few people in the house talked: "Look at our six girls, don't look at the small people, they can really work." ”

"Just her, her hair is sparse, and she doesn't have a few taels of flesh on her body, but it's 500 Wen, and there is no more. ”

She heard her name and touched her head, as if there were not many hairs?

"Money! I said, this girl is very capable, and she doesn't eat much. ”

"600 wen. ”

"Well, let's go, let's go, it's not for sale, 600 Wen, she works at home and doesn't do more than that, and we will have bride price money in the future." ”

"Eh, the price is negotiable......"

After muttering again, he finally clapped his hands and settled.

Soon after, a child came running up to her and whispered in her ear, she sat down on the ground in fright, her face pale, and after cooking that night, she took the opportunity to hide a pair of flint and fire sickles and a sweet potato, and waited for an opportunity to escape.

And then she came.

Sweet potato?

In my memory, the child hid sweet potatoes and flints in his arms, hoping that he didn't fall out when he crossed the river.

A-Yao groped, but she didn't expect that there was really a raised hard object in her arms!

The sweet potato was hidden around his waist, tightly strangled by the belt, and probably his attention was focused on escaping at that time, but he ignored the feeling on his waist.

Heaven will not kill me!

The original body is very smart, although the escape is in a hurry, but with flint and sweet potatoes, she was worried about how to spend the long night in this dangerous forest, but now it is good, there is fire and food, rest for a night to accumulate strength before leaving.

Dig a pit and put the fallen leaves and dead branches in the pile, Ah Yao used the pair of flint fire sickles to rub each other downward, the sparks fell on the dead leaves, and soon disappeared, not even the smoke appeared, she tried again several times, and finally made a small fire.

The light of the fire illuminated her face, and the heat rushed in her face.

Hands and branches washed, through the sweet potato, placed on the fire to bake, gradually overflowing the sweet taste of the sweet potato, she approached and sniffed deeply, her stomach screamed urging, she turned to the other side, the fragrance became more and more intense, and saw that there was white smoke coming out of the skin and quickly took it back, and couldn't wait to break the sweet potato in half.

The sweet potato that had just come down from the fire was very hot, Ah Yao put half of it on her clothes, greedy for the warmth it brings, but the other half refused to let go, swapping her left and right hands alternately, waiting for it to cool down a little, peeling off the skin to reveal the golden melon pulp.

Take a small bite, the hot melon pulp, the sweet taste of the cream, like the taste of the sweet potato roasted to her by her grandmother in the countryside in her childhood, she is so homesick and wants to go home.

The sweet potato is very small, let her chew it slowly, and she will eat it in six or seven bites, A-Yao licked her mouth, she was still not satisfied, but she still picked up the remaining half of it, which was reserved for tomorrow.

A-Yao wiped the tears from her face and looked back at the stream, which was dark and swarthy, and there was no one chasing after her.

Worries are temporarily gone. But she still couldn't put her mind at ease, so she found a branch half a man tall and two fingers thick to stir the fire, and when the branch also burned and served as a torch, shining on the tree.

She was afraid of snakes in the trees.

This night, Ah Yao didn't dare to close her eyes, shrunk herself into a ball, kept adding firewood to the fire, listened to the crackling sound of the dead branches in the fire, and looked around from time to time to cheer herself up.

It's a wonderful feeling to watch the sky get brighter, the east is white, the clouds in the sky are dyed with colorful glow, and the west is late at night.

The first rays of dawn shone down, and the depths of the forest began to be seen.

It's time to hit the road.

Ah Yao saw the reflection in the water by the stream, was stunned for a while, suddenly picked up a handful of water and poured it on her face, the cold stream water was very refreshing, wiped the water on her face indiscriminately, picked a big leaf to hold water, and roasted it on the fire, and waited for a thin smoke to float on the water surface, and the water droplets the size of shrimp eyes condensed under the water, and couldn't wait to pour it into your mouth.

Pour out the fire and fill the pit, put away the flint and fire sickle, and go down the stream.

The further down you go, the less water the stream has.

I don't know how long she walked, the shadow was trampled under her feet, she heard someone talking not far away, and her first reaction was to find a big tree to hide and look over.

The fat monk in his robes carried two empty wooden barrels down the stone steps down the mountain to the stream, "Damn, all the good things are cheap for him alone, and the bitter and tired ones are all counting on me." ”

Ah Yao watched him come, watched him leave, and quietly followed.

The fat monk sneered and panted and pushed the door into the temple.

Ah Yao looked up halfway up the mountain, and the stone steps led straight to the Renguang Temple where the woods were hiding, and when she turned around, she made sure that no one was chasing her, and she pondered a set of rhetoric and walked to the temple.

The temple door was ajar, and she pushed the door and entered.

Ancient trees are planted on the side, the branches are luxuriant, the yard is full of dead branches and fallen leaves, stepping on it rustles, the Ding furnace burns incense, facing the Buddha Hall, there is no one else except her.

It's a strange feeling.

She bowed to the Buddha and heard a Buddha horn.

The burly middle-aged monk in a robe walked out of the Buddhist hall and looked Ah Yao up and down: "This little benefactor, why are you here alone?

Ah Yao didn't like his eyes, and inexplicably responded, and used the words she thought of to fool her: "The letter girl and her father and mother were sick and accidentally separated, but I didn't expect to find that there is a temple here." Please also ask the master to kindly take in the letter girl for a while, if the father and mother have not come today, the letter girl will go down the mountain by herself early tomorrow morning. ”

His eyes were sharp, as if he wanted to see through her, and then he smiled: "Buddhism has the virtue of a good life, little donor, come with me." ”

He led the way, and she followed behind, not meeting any other monks or devotees along the way.

A-Yao was very uncomfortable. In her previous life, if she was with someone close to her, she would only pay attention to her surroundings, so she didn't know how much she had been scolded by the two in the family, but alone, she paid special attention to the wind and grass, especially the contact with men.

"Master, why don't you see anyone else?" she asked.

"Heh, the others are preparing lunch. Little donor, you rest here first, and I'll have someone bring you food later. The monk pushed open the door of the wing room and let Ah Yao rest inside.

After he left, Ah Yao's eyes were slightly dull, and she paced in the side room, there was a bed and bedding, and she didn't have the slightest idea of going to sleep.

There's something strange about this temple.

Where's the blame?