When Yun Ling opened his eyes, he found that the smell of pine wood was all around, and when he looked closely, this was a dilapidated wooden house, in addition to a dilapidated black lacquered square table, there were several old stools, a dilapidated wardrobe was crumbling, and the only thing that caught the eye was the rows of all kinds of hay on the shelves set up in the corner, and the bottles and cans under the shelves. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info [Dance Ruo Debut] At this time, he was lying on a wooden plank, with a pile of loose pine needles underneath, and a quilt on his body. The fragrance of pine wood and the aroma of various herbs were mixed, which made Yun Ling's mind clear up a lot.

Looking intently, there was a mama in blue sitting beside him, holding a silver dagger and slashing at his wrist, and a drop of blood flowed in the wooden basin in front of him.

Yun Ling looked at the wrist of the blue-clothed grandmother, and the scars were shocking.

"Who are you? I'm alive? Yun Ling asked aloud, his hoarse voice like a duck's call.

Mama was startled, and hurriedly put her wrist, which was still dripping blood, behind her, and a little smile appeared on her kind face, "Miss, you are awake, my silly miss, of course you are alive." The old slave will save the young lady even if he dies. ”。

"Who am I? Where the hell am I? A series of questions were raised in Yun Ling's heart without thinking.

Mama took out a rectangular brocade box from her arms, took out a pill and gently blended it into the tea. "Come on, Miss, eat this, get a good night's sleep, and when you wake up, everything will be fine." Mama helped Yun Ling to drink the pill little by little.

The entrance of the elixir was slightly sweet, and Yun Ling fell asleep in a daze again.

The blue-clothed mama exposed the arm hidden in the sleeve, slashed it again with a sharp dagger, and continued to calmly drop blood into the wooden basin, the blood coagulated repeatedly, and was repeatedly cut by the dagger, when the blood flowed all over the small basin in front of her, Mama's face was already pale and terrible, she stabilized her crumbling body, tore out a cloth belt from the clothes, and tied the wound on her arm.

The blue-clothed grandmother took out the only remaining pill from the rectangular brocade box, melted it into a wooden basin full of blood, and carefully smeared the blood little by little on every part of Yun Ling's body.

Yun Ling frowned frequently in her sleep, all kinds of dreams came one after another, no, it didn't seem to be a dream, she fled in panic in her sleep, there was a force behind her that made her afraid and couldn't turn back, but every time she ran to a dead end, when the people chasing her were about to catch her, every time an old man stepped forward to defend herself, and she shrank in the corner every time because she was too afraid. This kind of thing repeats itself over and over again in the dream, as if it were a horror movie that repeats itself over and over again.

Yun Ling's face gradually showed a very painful look, she knew that the person in the dream was herself, but she never remembered that she had such an experience, she suppressed the fear in her heart, slowly raised her head, but saw a sharp knife piercing the old man's heart from an angle that the old man could not detect.

"Don't!" Yun Ling screamed and sat up. The floodgates of memory were all opened at once, and all the experiences of this body came flooding out.

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