Chapter 2: Goldfinger?

Hey, what about later, why can't you remember?

knocked on his head, stared at the fire in a daze, what happened later?

There was a spark in the fire. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE。 info

Yes!

She remembered!

Later, she couldn't walk more than 200 meters, and she was scorched on the outside and tender on the inside by the thunder that fell on a sunny day, and before she lost consciousness, she still remembered that she smelled a smell of roasted meat......

Think of the burnt smell of barbecue.

Hungrier stomachs......

Is she actually dead? Grandparents, parents, and brother must have been very sad to know that they were dead.

She buried her head in her knees, closed her eyes, and couldn't help but cry lowly.

After crying for a while, she wiped her tears with her sleeves, crying was too exhausting, and she was cold, hungry and tired, under the pressure of survival, this kind of sad and angry thought could not exist for long.

Let's keep our strength and try to survive.

Since she can wear it, maybe one day, she can wear it back, although she also knows in her heart that this possibility is about equal to zero, but people always have to have a goal to live, don't they?

He gathered some hay from the corner of the house and spread it on the ground a little further away from the fire, and then hugged his arms and clumped them together.

Endure the heartburn (hunger) thirst in your stomach and comfort yourself, sleep, sleep, try to fall asleep and you won't be hungry.

Maybe the self-hypnosis had an effect, or maybe the body was too tired, and she quickly fell asleep again, not hearing a mechanical cold voice in her head shortly after she fell asleep.

【Ding!After scanning, open the map system】

[The host's current location: Xiaoqianjie - Qianbijie - Yuxing Continent - Linrongguo - Ancuizhou - the northern slope of Qiugui Mountain - Xiaopo Temple. 】

Early the next morning, Mo Qiqi was woken up by a mixed voice, and the people in the ruined temple were already preparing for breakfast.

The three families brought pots and boiled some boiling water, and the two families boiled the pot water and threw a small piece of dry bun into it to cook a pot of paste, and the other family was slightly better, and put a handful of rice in the pot and boiled some porridge.

After a while, the water in the pot was bubbling, and the aroma of rice wafted over, smelling this smell, her stomach became more and more uncomfortable, and she couldn't help but want to turn her head to stare into the pot.

The daughter-in-law of a family saw that she was really pitiful, took a wooden spoon and stirred the few remaining sparse whirring in the pot, looked at the man on the side, and asked embarrassedly: "Xianggong, ...... you look?"

The honest-faced man sighed and didn't speak.

The old woman on the side looked pale and knocked on the chopsticks on the bowl: "Hurry up and eat, you have the strength to hurry after eating." He also instructed her daughter-in-law: "Give Bao'er another bowl, the child is growing and can't go hungry." ”

The woman sighed heavily, turned her head away from her, took her son's bowl, and poured the rest of the paste into it.

Mo Qiqi's eyes couldn't help but turn red.

Reluctantly stood up, her eyes were black for a while, she was busy holding on to the pillar on the side, and it took a long time to slow down, tighten her collar, and walk out with her arms in her arms.

The tree is dead, the person is alive, although she is small, she is always an adult inside, and there is no reason to starve herself to death.

As soon as she left the door, she heard the woman's voice coming: "That couple is really ruthless, they didn't even keep a jacket, so they left the child, this will be a cold day in winter, such a young child, not even a way to live, is all the meat that fell from the body, won't they feel distressed?"

There was a little helplessness in his voice, distress, and anger.

But what can you do if you are angry, they are all fleeing, no one is having a hard time, look at her precious son's withered little face, she is also powerless.

I don't know why, after listening to this woman's words, Mo Qiqi's heart ached for a while, thinking that it was the residual emotion of the original body.

The man sighed: "Hey, what's the way, the girl is always inferior to her son, open her mouth less and get less rations......"

When their daughter heard her father's words, she cried: "Daddy and Auntie, don't want a big girl, the big girl eats very little, woo woo woo." ”

When the mother is busy coaxing.

It turned out to be abandoned.

Mo Qiqi took a deep breath and said to himself: "It doesn't matter, who am I, I'm Mo Qiqi, cut, I have my own parents, they don't want me, I don't want them yet!"

With that, he walked out.

She has hands and feet, will she starve to death, she really can't, she eats leaves, eats bark, she is definitely not the kind of person who can't endure hardship.

When I walked out of the small temple, I found that the ideal was very plump, but the reality was very skinny.

Cuizhou suffered from the plague, a large number of displaced people fled to Qiongzhou, not to mention the leaves and bark along the way, even the roots were dug up, and now it is winter, the grass and trees do not grow, so it is not desolate.

A north wind howled by, and two crows quacked over her head.

She looked at the crow and swallowed.

That's meat.

Looking at the crow that finally disappeared from her field of vision, she felt a dizziness in her brain, a pain in her stomach, and she didn't know whether she was distressed by watching the meat run away, or she was really hungry.

The meat is gone, but the person still has to live.

She walked on her two small legs, and tried to climb up the sloping hill, picking up the dead grass on the ground, hoping to pick up something that would satisfy her stomach.

She was so hungry, so hungry, she had never been so hungry in her two lives combined, and if there was a chicken in front of her eyes now, she would definitely pounce on it and bite it raw.

She was so hungry that she was dizzy, and when she didn't pay attention, she stepped on the air, and rolled down the slope all the way, but fortunately, the slope of the slope was not large, and she didn't fall to death directly, but it also made her lie on the ground and couldn't get up, feeling that her body was cold, her physical strength was draining, and her brain was getting more and more confused.

The host's current physical strength is less than 3 points, please replenish it in time, the physical strength drops to 2 points, the host is unconscious, and the host dies at 0 points. 】

Huh, hungry, stupid, what's the sound?

I also want to replenish my strength, how do I replenish it?

Mo Qiqi reluctantly turned his head and looked around.

There is dry grass and loess.

Do you eat grass? or eat soil!

If the host is unconscious, it may cause death, and it cannot be resurrected after death. 】

Mo Qiqi was sure that she heard the voice, maybe this voice could save her, but her brain became heavier and heavier, and her eyelids became heavier and heavier.

You can't faint, fainting will lead the dog......

She bit her tongue hard, and the intense pain made her clumpy brain barely sober up a little, which could be used to think.

"Who are you and why can I hear you. ”

A cold, emotionless mechanical sound.

[I am the administrator of the cultivation system, for convenience, the host can call me the system king]