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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 truth into a 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.

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

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.

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.

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 be very sad to know that they are 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 walked out of the door, she heard the woman's voice coming: "That couple is really ruthless, they didn't even leave a jacket, they left the child, this will be a cold day in winter, such a young child, there is not even a way to live, it is all the flesh that fell from the body, won't it be 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.

【Ding! 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. 】

Hey? Hungry and stupid? What was that?

Tell me to replenish my strength? I also want to replenish my strength, how to replenish it?

Mo Qiqi reluctantly turned his head and looked around.

There is dry grass and loess.

Eating grass? Or eat dirt!

【Drop! Drip! Please replenish the host's physical strength in time, 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]