"Silk ......"

Zhu Yeqing continued to swim towards her, shaking her flat triangular head and screaming vigorously, as if she was saying something to her. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Little ...... Kim?" Qingling looked at carefully, and the more she looked, the more familiar she felt. This triangular head is shaking, too much like Xiao Jin's guy.

What's even more surprising is that after she subconsciously murmured, she actually saw the joy of "meeting old acquaintances in a foreign country" in the bright black beads of bamboo leaves. Then, accompanied by the brisk sound of "silk", the cyan snake shadow danced happily in the quiet forest, which is Xiaojin's favorite sport when he has nothing to do.

"No......"

Qingling was dumbfounded.

At the same time, a strange memory suddenly hits me.

It was the life of another young woman named Shu Yingfang.

The memory before the age of three is very vague, I don't know whether she was abducted, lost or abandoned by her family, in short, her adoptive parents picked her up who was seriously ill at that time, and brought her home for treatment, and saw that no one came to the door for a long time, so they reported her household registration during the national census, making her the only daughter of the Shu family's house openly.

The adoptive parents who couldn't have children were kind to her, and even in the most difficult times, they never starved her.

Until three years ago, his adoptive father was reported to take in reactionary figures, arrested by the Red Guards and sent to the commune for various criticisms, and finally imprisoned in a cowshed, where he died of a lung disease caused by a cold wind at night. The adoptive mother ran around, begged for help, and fell into the river in a daze on the way home.

Overnight, her parents who loved her were gone, and her grandmother, who had never liked her, waved a broom and had to kick her out of the house. Or the cadres of the brigade couldn't stand it, so they came to mediate, so they kept her in the village. However, the three brick houses that originally belonged to her family were no longer her share, and were occupied by her grandmother and uncle's family, and all she was given was a crumbling firewood house.

Fortunately, she has sharp hands and feet, and she works quickly, and the rations distributed by the production team are still enough to eat, provided that she can hide it. Once it is not hidden, it is found by the grandmother or aunt, and before the next year's rations are distributed, they have to dig wild vegetables and tree roots to survive.

There are not people in the village who have no sympathy and pity for her, but it is okay to help once or twice, and if there are many times, who is willing to lend a hand.

No one's food is blown by the wind. Especially the food in her hands may not be able to be saved, and it is very likely that the front foot was given, and the back foot was taken away by her unscrupulous grandmother and uncle's family.

As the days went by, no one cared about her. There was only one educated youth named Lin Yang from the capital left, who stuffed her with some food every once in a while. Once seen by a female intellectual, who loved Lin Yang, she hated Shu Yingfang so much. Seize the opportunity to bully her alone. At first, it was just a verbal run, but over time it evolved into a man's hand.

No, I met on the mountain this morning, and I angrily pushed Shu Yingfang, who was digging wild vegetables with her head down, down the small slope forest, creating Qingling from the soul of another world.

After sorting out this memory that did not belong to her, Qingling finally understood why she appeared in this forest that was so different from the Ice Underground Palace, her hands and feet were not hers, and she was still wearing alternative clothes...... Rubbing his eyebrows with a headache, what's going on.

With a long sigh, he turned to ask Zhu Yeqing: "Xiaojin, should you be like me, your soul is separated from your body and attached to another snake?"

Zhu Yeqing spit out the snake letter twice.

"Is that really the case? But aren't you going out? How can you be affected? Isn't it just when you came back at that time? The hapless little golden ......"

"Silk ......"

One man and one snake communicated for a while in a language different from the same kind.

"Anyway, it's better to be alive than dead. Right, Xiaojin?" Qingling sighed as she came back from her previous life.

In this way, she is completely free from the shackles of the underground palace and can live freely from now on, right?

The sea is wide and the sky is high and the birds can fly, and there is no need to be used as the palace master's spare blood bank and be trapped quietly and passively in the small world of the underground palace.

Although for that bowl of blood, the palace master and his subordinates treated her very well, and after paying a huge amount of money to ask her father and mother to buy her seven years ago, they have always treated her as a treasure.

It's just that the "spare blood bank" is not allowed to leave the underground palace, and after so many years, the yearning for the outside world is better than one day. Now, didn't this give her a chance to regain her freedom for nothing?

Besides, Xiao Jin, as a protective beast in the Far North, is inseparable from the Far North Realm. Otherwise, with Xiaojin's magical powers, even if she doesn't help her get rid of the shackles of the dungeon, so as not to affect her family, it will not be a problem to take her out for a walk at night.

It is precisely because it is inseparable from the snow mountain, and the underground palace is built at the foot of the snow mountain, that the palace master and they can rest assured that she and Xiaojin can play together.

Now that he has changed his snake body, Xiaojin can be regarded as getting rid of the ban, which is really a great thing!

Qingling touched Xiaojin's triangular little head, stretched her eyebrows, and smiled.

After analyzing the current situation, the top priority is to go back to the residence first, wait for the injury to be healed, and then slowly figure it out.

If it wasn't for the fracture of her right arm, Qingling would have been able to fix it herself.

For seven years in the underground palace, she was nominally the maid of the palace master, but she lived the life of a young lady - clothes to reach out for food and open her mouth, and she didn't need to do any work. The only requirement is: protect herself, don't delay the palace master's blood once every six months, one soup bowl at a time.

In order to ensure the purity and effectiveness of this bowl of blood, the palace master specially ordered the female doctor of the palace to give her a small examination every three days and a major examination on five days......

Qingling simply regarded the female doctor as half a master, and she was idle, so she simply followed her, learned the production of various pills, and occasionally flipped through the medical books recommended by the female doctor.

What is the most sick in the dungeon? Naturally, it is injured. Either they took the initiative to kill, or they were intercepted and killed halfway by the so-called famous and decent people, so almost every ten days and half a month, someone came back with major injuries and minor injuries. After the palace master replied, he came to the female doctor for treatment.

Qingling has seen a lot, and probably knows which injuries should be treated and which ones need to be cared for. Bruises, such as fractures and dislocations, are the most common.

Helplessly, one of the hands is broken, how can he act on the other alone? In addition to squeezing the broken arm firmly, try not to let it fall off, lest it be swollen and difficult to connect the bones in the future. Then he asked Xiao Jin to help her find some herbs suitable for bruises, stuffed the empty back basket, and hurried down the mountain to the health center to find a doctor for treatment.