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It's cold.

Mo Qiqi's mind was not very clear, so he only subconsciously curled his body into a small ball, wanting to use this to absorb some heat and resist the bitter cold.

Wrong.

That's not right.

After trembling for a while, she gradually came back to her senses, isn't it the hot summer of June, the weather is as hot as an oven, and standing on the road for ten minutes can fry people out of half a catty of oil, how can it be so cold, did someone throw her into the ice library in a joke?

Just kidding, who is so lacking in morality, watch her go out and not kill him (her)!

"Forehead ......"

She opened her mouth, she wanted to shout for help, but her throat was as dry as sandpaper, and it was so dry that it almost made a clattering and grinding sound.

I forced myself to open my eyes and wanted to look at the surrounding environment, but it was a blur, could it be blind?

Holding back the panic in his heart, he rubbed his eyes vigorously, and his vision gradually became clearer, and the heart that hung to his throat was put down.

Fortunately, I'm not blind.

Looking around, this is a dilapidated temple or Taoist temple.

Looking up, half of the roof is tiled, and the other half can see the shining stars on the canopy through the roof with a large hole.

Hey, don't say it, the stars are really bright, she has lived in Pengcheng for more than 20 years, and she has never seen such bright stars.

Looking inside, one of the two unknown idols on the tribute fell over, and the wooden platform on the base of the statue was torn down and split into firewood.

The other idol stood firmly, except for the large head of the idol that a man sat under his ass as a stool.

The carved door in front of it was nowhere to be seen, and one barely hung on the edge of the door, and a cool breeze blew and creaked.

The cool breeze blew in, and the little heat that Mo Qiqi had easily gathered was blown away again.

Two fires were lit in the middle of this small temple, and more than 20 people, large and small, were surrounded by more than 20 people, all of them were emaciated, with vegetable faces, and with wooden expressions, with strange long hair in buns, and wearing cardigans, all of whom were gathered around the fire except her.

She trembled and crawled towards the fire pit that was closer to her, and if she didn't bake the fire, she was afraid that she would freeze to death.

As soon as she stretched out her hand, she was stunned.

The hands in front of you are more appropriately described as claws.

Dry, thin, black, small.

It's not her hand!

Trembling, he lowered his head and looked at his body.

Thin and small, no more than two or three years old, wearing a slightly larger black and yellow coarse linen cardigan, the shirt was loosely draped over his body, a black belt was tied around his waist, his feet were also black and thin, and he was wearing a pair of straw sandals that were about to wear out the soles.

It's not her body!

Stretch out your thin hand and look at it repeatedly, is it crossing?

pinched his own face, it hurt, it hurts.

Maybe it's really crossed......

She felt a great deal of anxiety and panic in her heart, and even felt that she was in a dream, and she didn't want to believe this truth.

Why, and why?

Why did she cross over?

It's really unreasonable.

She has a wealthy family, loving parents, and no best relatives, her grandparents, parents, and brother have always held her in their hearts and loved her.

Why did she have to cross, isn't it better to have such a good thing and leave it to those who need it......

[Ding!The system of cultivating the true god is opened. 】

[A suitable host has been found, and the host is being scanned-]

[Binding Host: Mo Qiqi]

【Ding!Binding Successful】

[Map scanning, the system is standby, the current progress is one percent——]

"Who! Who's talking?"

Mo Qiqi was aroused by an inexplicable voice, and raised his head nervously to look around.

It was quiet, except for the occasional creak of a door that was about to cease and the cold sound of a spark.

The people around the fire were still numb, and no one looked interested in talking.

This barren mountain is haunted?

She shuddered several times, and crawled over to the edge of the fire.

crawling and crawling and reacting, hey, so many people, what the hell, maybe she was frozen and confused, and she had auditory hallucinations.

She was small, nestled by the fire and inconspicuous, and no one looked up to give her a look.

That's fine, she doesn't have the heart to find out the news from someone now, hugging her legs, burying her head in her knees, trying to absorb warmth.

After roasting for a while, the slightly damp clothes on her body dried up, and her frozen body gradually warmed up, she turned around again and roasted her back.

When her body was warm, she had the heart to think about her current situation.

There are more than 20 people in the small temple, although they are all around the fire, but if you look closely, you can still see that it is divided into three small teams, each small team has men and women, old and young, the old and the woman are holding children in the middle, and the men are surrounding on both sides, which should be a family.

So which family is she from?

Is it disliked, it is said that the patriarchy in ancient times was very serious, if it wasn't for being disliked, she shouldn't have been allowed to lie on the side and freeze.

Stunned, he looked at a little girl who was sleeping soundly in the arms of a woman wrapped in a headscarf, she shouldn't be from this family, this family looks very sorry for their daughter, this woman is tired, the man takes the child and holds it, and lets the woman rest on his shoulder.

Yesterday, I also had a family member in pain, but today I fell into this situation of starvation and cold.

The thought of starving and freezing made her stomach gurgle.

She was hungry, hungry, wanting to eat, wanting to drink.

But she didn't dare to speak, and she didn't even know which family it was, how could she speak?

I wanted to go out and find something to eat, but I looked at the dark night outside, and listened to the sound of the wind whistling like a ghost crying wolf.

……

Forget it, I'm still hungry.

can't help but complain, how did she get to this point?

Yesterday she was about to go home from school when she saw an antique jade wall on a trinkety stall on the side of the road.

Simple round jade style, green cotton floating on the head, the workmanship is very poor, the jade quality is very poor, in short, there is a sense of cheapness inside and out, but it can't be said that it is very suitable for her eyes, separated by ten meters, she swept over at a glance, and her eyes were fixed on the jade.

Asked about the price, five hundred.

The vendor chattered and said that this is an antique unearthed from which place, see that she has a relationship with this jade, and transfer five hundred to her,

Oh, picking up leaks on the street, she doesn't believe it.

But the left and right are only five hundred yuan, and it is cost-effective to buy the picture to be happy, and I paid the money happily, regardless of the eyes of the other vendor next to her, holding the jade wall and leaving.