"Qi Ziyou, you let go of me!" Ji Chujin's eyes were full of scarlet, and he didn't know if he was crying bloodshot or too angry.

The Ji family's mansion became darker and darker in the twilight, and in the messy hall, the woman's hands were tied behind her back, tied to a marble pillar. Her hair was a little messy after struggling, her delicate face was slightly bruised, and her eyes were full of resolute hatred.

Qi Ziyou walked over with a calm face, and looked down at the embarrassed but stubborn woman in front of him: "Chu Jin, do you know that no one will love you in this world." ”

"You're a complete lunatic! You caused Ji's Pharmaceutical to go bankrupt, my dad was imprisoned for life, and my grandfather died of grief and despair...... What are you going to do with me now! Qi Ziyou, you liar! Madman! Devil! Ji Chujin complained hoarsely at the seemingly calm and elegant man in front of him.

Qi Ziyou stared at Ji Chu Jin's crazy appearance, and suddenly smiled lowly, the laughter was strange and weird: "Chu Jin, I said, no one will love you." You are the only heir of Ji's Pharmaceutical, smart and capable, and you have such a beautiful face," he said as he raised his hand to hold her chin, looked at her as if admiring his prey, and shook his head slightly, "Do you think men should love your face or your money?" This sentence seemed to be a question and a mockery, but it did not choke Ji Chujin.

"Then do you hate my face, or do you hate my money?" Ji Chujin asked hatefully.

Qi Ziyou slapped Ji Chujin in the face, and after the crisp sound, it was her buzzing tinnitus, but those few words were heard very clearly.

"What I hate, it's your last name! If it weren't for your father's bastard, the entire pharmaceutical industry would be our Qi family now, not surnamed Ji! ”

Ji Chujin was stunned for a while: Looking for revenge?

It's just that before she could react, Qi Ziyou suddenly burst out laughing: "It's time to end everything!" Let your Ji family be wiped out today! ”

Under the sunset, billowing smoke came out of the former luxurious Ji family mansion, and Ji Chujin lost consciousness in a disgusting smell of choking smoke and the tragic burning pain of burning skin.

……

Tick. Tick. ……

Listening to the sound in his ears, Ji Chujin was a little dizzy.

Water, water...... Where there is water, there is salvation......

Consciousness gradually returned, and she gently breathed in the clammy air, only to feel a splitting headache and a biting cold body. However, in addition to the cold, there is also a high fever that torments him. What's going on? Even if the fire is extinguished by a high-pressure water cannon, it shouldn't be biting cold!

"Ugly, ugly...... How are you, ugly! ”

Forcibly opened the heavy eyelids, and a gray-haired grandmother came into view, but the grandmother was messy with silver threads, her face was dirty, and she didn't even seem to be able to see wrinkles clearly, and she only had shabby and ragged thin clothes on her body.

Ji Chujin's eyes focused slightly, and the surrounding environment could only be described as devastated and surrounded by four walls. Could it be that the former Ji family's mansion has been burned to look like this?

But, wait a minute, why would this old grandmother call her "ugly"?

She stretched out her hand, her gray and old sleeves dirty, and a little damp. looked at his five fingers, it was not the pair of slender jade hands that he was familiar with, these hands were still small, and they were black and dirty. In shock, she looked up at the sky that was still raining, and saw the overlapping cornices and tiled roofs outside the patio, and an unprecedented idea germinated in her mind-

She's been burned and crossed!

However, the environment she wore was really ......

"Ugly, why don't you speak? It's not that my brain is burned out, and I can't even speak," the old grandmother's somewhat cloudy eyes were anxious and distressed, "The hard-working child has already looked like this, and his voice is also, and now——"

The old grandmother's accent has Wu Nong's soft accent, but it's a pity that this soft and long Wu language, Ji Chujin can understand but can't speak. She doesn't know what her predecessor said like, so let's fool around Mandarin for the time being.

"I," as soon as Ji Chujin opened her mouth, she heard her hoarse voice, and knew that what this old grandmother said was true, but what did it mean to look like this, "I can speak, but I forgot what happened before." ”

The old grandmother was a little stunned when she heard this: "I can't remember?" ”

Ji Chujin shook his head blankly.

"Well, ...... child," the old woman sighed.

The rain flew and splashed on Ji Chujin, who was still feverish, making her shiver. Looking down at the skinny body, it looked like it was about eleven or twelve from the skeleton. The exposed hands and feet seemed to be frozen, and they were a little numb.

Seeing that she was shivering from the cold, the old grandmother hurriedly hugged her tightly, and said in a pitying tone: "Your name is Ugly, I am your Grandma Xu, and we are all begging for food in this Guandi Temple." ”

Ugly, ugly...... This name, if you contact Grandma Xu before, you can figure it out with your knees, she must be very ugly.

And Guandi Temple, begging for rice - her identity is an ant-like beggar.

Ugly in appearance, hoarse in voice, penniless, and lowly in status.

She couldn't help but think of Qi Ziyou's words before she died: Do you think men should love your face or your money?

Now that she is reborn, she has neither face nor money......

It's really funny, Qi Ziyou, do you think that after losing these two things, I will be beaten?

You're wrong, I'm not going to give in! If you can see it, I will let you watch, how I don't rely on my face or identity, in this strange ancient world!

She died tragically in her previous life, and she must cherish it in this life no matter what. From today on, she wants to use the identity of a clown to live well!

However, in today's situation, I am afraid that it is a luxury to live. The beggar's survival depends on the kindness of others, and she is hungry for a full meal, and there are frozen bones on Layue Road in the cold winter, not to mention that she is also coincidentally sick. It is said that you can't eat or wear poorly, and you will be poor for a serious illness. The situation in front of us couldn't be worse.

It's not her character to rely on the sky to eat and wait for others to help, so what should she do now?

While thinking about it, I heard a rough male voice shouting at them: "Where is the filial piety money today!" ”

The Guandi Temple, which was originally so quiet that there was only the sound of wind and rain, was blown up by this roar, and it immediately became noisy inside and out.

Ah Chou looked around, only to find that there were many ragged beggars living in this Guandi Temple, and they lined up one by one with shy faces, and came to the big man who had just spoken, and handed over something to the big man.

In this battle, could it be that the big man is a few bags of elders of the beggar gang? But how do the words "filial piety money" sound like protection money for the underworld?

Not long after, the big man with a full amount of money in his hand, arrogantly paced in front of Ah Chou and Grandma Xu: "Your filial piety money, huh?" ”

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