When did she realize that her life was different from everyone else?

She spent her childhood in the people.

The first time I realized that I was different from others was when I was about three years old.

Watching other neighbors' children play outside, she was ordered not to go out.

The nurse, surnamed Feng, said it was because she was different from them.

Identity? What is Identity?

Is there any difference between everyone?

She didn't know, she only had one idea at that time, if only someone could get her out of that little cage.

The second time she realized that she was different from everyone else, also at the age of three, was the first time she looked in the mirror.

In the dim bronze mirror, looking at the little man with three thousand hairs the color of snow, she wondered why she had different hair color from others.

The nurse said that this is the hair color that only the most noble people in the world can have.

She doesn't know what is noble about white hair, isn't the old housekeeper and old grandma also white hair?

The third time I realized that I was different from everyone else was at the age of four.

That day, she sat in the courtyard, listening to the cheers of Chang'an, quietly in a daze.

The nurse told her that this is the emperor's Zen and the new emperor's accession to the throne, and she must live well in the future and never go out.

Why?

Obviously everyone is happy, why can't I go out?

She still had the same idea, if only someone could get her out of this little cage.

The fourth time I realized that I was different from everyone else was at the age of seven.

That year, when she was taken back to the palace and waved goodbye to the nurse, she already knew that this would probably be the last time she would see the nurse.

She already knew who she was.

The daughter of the former Empress of the Han Dynasty and the current Princess Ding'an.

Her father was the emperor, and her maternal grandfather, also the emperor.

She began to live cautiously.

The princes and princesses in the palace have nothing to do with her, and she has no name, but is raised as a palace maid in her mother's room.

She learned about the death of her two uncles who had been given death by their grandfather.

She also witnessed another uncle being forced to commit suicide by her maternal grandfather.

Her only reliance is on her mother.

It would be nice if someone could rescue her from this Weiyang Palace.

When the Green Forest Army invaded Chang'an, she thought: It would be nice if someone could rescue her from Chang'an City.

That day was also the last day she saw the nurse.

That mother took the identity of her mother and died of self-immolation in Weiyang Palace.

She didn't look back, she just wanted to live.

Coming to the outskirts of Luoyang, she lived in Fenggu Village.

The living conditions are much worse than before, but she is happy.

To live is to pursue peace of mind, and here she is very at ease.

Because it is possible to live.

But that night, when the originally gentle mother pinched her neck with a hideous face, she understood that she still couldn't feel at ease here.

Forget it, she's already tired just being alive.

She gave up struggling.

As a final thought, if only someone could rescue her from Windy Valley.

When she wakes up again, she finds herself transformed into a newborn baby.

Maybe...... Can you usher in a new life?

But the woman lying next to her, her mother, made her dismiss this idea.

That white hair, that embrace, that face, she couldn't be more familiar.

That's a mother's face.

Sixteen years, she was imprisoned here for sixteen years.

No name, can't go out.

Sixteen years later, on the altar, she was beheaded by her mother.

When she opened her eyes again, she was still a baby.

Mother...... It's still that mother.

The village is still the same Wind Valley Village.

She thought about killing herself.

But it hurts......

Moreover, you can't die.

The mother said that it was a gift and a curse, and that only God could set them free, so she was to be sacrificed to please God.

At the age of sixteen, on the altar, she was burned to death.

When I opened my eyes again, it was still the same mother, the same Wind Valley Village.

The difference is that everyone's dress has changed a lot, and the people who used to know in the village are no longer there.

Only then did she know that a hundred years had passed.

So she thought of running away.

She's been waiting for an opportunity.

This is a thousand years.

She died twenty more times.

Struck by lightning, flooded, skinned, pierced, beheaded, burned......

Her immortality grew, and her mother's methods of killing her became more and more cruel during sacrifices.

She has always been actively cooperative.

She's patient, she's waiting.

Finally, gradually, her mother relaxed her control.

She is free to roam the village.

But no one will approach her, and the white hair is a scourge, this is their legend.

It is a legend that was deliberately passed down in the village by the mother.

No one will help her.

But it didn't matter, she just wanted to escape.

The escape from the village was very successful, and that day, she changed into a coarse cloth men's clothes, took a few taels of silver, and escaped from the village at night.

Looking back at the smaller village, she felt happy for the second time.

But it soon turned into despair.

Because she was back in the village.

This road, starting from the village, ends at ...... It's also a village.

In the next three hundred years, she died six more times.

She had tried countless ways to escape the village.

But in the end, she realized that it didn't exist in the first place.

The only people who could leave the village were the priests chosen by God.

So she began to believe in God faithfully, hoping that God would help her out of the sea of suffering.

That day, she did feel the presence of God.

She felt the power of God.

She let go of everything and allowed the spirit of God to invade her soul.

She prayed that God would deliver her from the sea of suffering.

But God just looked at her faintly.

That's when she finally understood.

God is emotionless.

In His eyes, there was no difference between himself and the grass on the side of the road.

He doesn't help Himself, He doesn't stop Himself.

She was utterly hopeless.

She began to live numbly every day, waiting for death when the age of sixteen came.

Then, keep repeating, like an emotionless livestock.

Until that day, strangers came in the village by chance.

She quietly finds the other party and begs them to take her away.

But the man's eyes told her that the other party had no such intentions, and even had bad thoughts about her.

She was disappointed and killed him with the power of God.

But the man had books from the outside world with him.

The book tells a story, a story of a hero who saves the weak.

She remembered her prayers as a child.

If only there was a hero to save her from the village.

This became the only pillar of her life.

Although, she also knows that it is just a small delusion.

Later, she found a new way to get revenge on her mother.

That is to die before the age of sixteen.

Because of the increase in immortality, every time she committed suicide, she was in extreme pain.

But looking at her mother's twisted and resentful face, she felt a long-lost pleasure.

Even if she will live even worse after the next resurrection.

I don't know how long it has been, but everyone's hair has gradually become shorter, and their clothes have begun to become less complicated.

She became more and more dismissive of life.

There's no hope anyway.

The hero who will save her or something, in the end, is just a story thing.

It is precisely because there are no heroes that heroes are glorified in the story.

That's what she thinks.

So, time passed quietly.

This time, she was reincarnated again.

After birth, she found herself on the altar.

Her bruised mother held her face and smiled happily.

"Ah Jiu, our fateful curse is finally coming to an end, are you happy?"

She didn't know.

But her mother did take care of her in every way unusually, and even handed over the title of "high priest" to her to inherit.

But what's the point?

She already knew why her immortality was getting stronger and stronger.

Because God has a part of the divine power and spirit attached to her soul.

After nearly 2,000 years, she is now nothing more than a container for her mother to escape from the curse.

It's like a disposable tool, anyway, after a few decades of use, she will be born again.

So when she was three years old, she made a request:

"I want to live freely, even if it's only in the village, even if it's only for a dozen years."

The mother agreed.

So she was able to leave this windy valley village, which was filled with blood every day, and came to ...... Another Windy Valley village.

There was an "aunt" there.

The "aunt" still treats her badly, and the villagers turn a blind eye to her at her mother's behest—in their perception, her "high priest" is just a disposable tool.

Is it necessary to get close to the tool?

But she didn't care anymore.

After another ten years, she is almost sixteen years old.

But she didn't have any ideas.

Forget it, so be it.

She was already tired.

Then, the strangers came.

At that time, she suddenly had an idea.

Mother said that this was the day of liberation from the curse.

What if ...... What happens if she breaks the curse?

So, when the bloody old man wanted to take her out in the middle of the night, she didn't resist.

She knew the other party wanted to kill her.

She even hoped in her heart that the other party could really kill her.

Just when the other party had already raised the butcher knife, she saw the man.

He hummed a song and walked over gracefully.

Even with a relaxed smile on his face.

Watching him easily torture and kill the old man, for some reason, her silent heart began to beat for the first time in a long time.

When he asked, "You're not afraid of me," she shook her head.

She was not afraid, and even felt a long-lost peace of mind.

She hoped that the other party would kill her.

But the other party did not do this, and even took her back to the house, and did not do anything to her.

That night, she fell asleep.

I didn't see my mother in my dreams, and I didn't see God in my dreams.

She wasn't even dreaming.

She slept until dawn.

When he opened his eyes, what appeared in his sight was his quiet sleeping face.

She felt reassured.

She rested her head lightly on his chest and murmured, "Will you be my hero......"

She knew she couldn't escape, and her mother always had a way to get her back.

So, on the day of her sixteenth birthday, she asked him a word:

"Brother, can you take me out of the village?"

She heard the answer that reassured her.

"Of course, no matter what happens, wherever you are, I'll take you away."

At that moment, the sunlight shone on his gentle and smiling face, and it seemed to shimmer on him.

Ah Jiu's heart was beating fast.

This is her hero......

............

When I opened my eyes, the wind was howling all around.

Opposite Ah Jiu, there was a girl who was exactly like her.

It's just that the girl's eyes are golden, and there is not the slightest emotion in them.

"It's time." The girl's voice was like gold and iron, "I pinned my power on you to erode the seal, and now it's almost the same. Come, give me your body. ”

Feng Ajiu struggled to resist the pain that seemed to be coming out of his body.

But how can man oppose God?

She couldn't hold it anymore.

My brother came as agreed, but he didn't hold on......

Feng Ajiu, you ...... It's ridiculous.

"Hmm~~This is not good~~"

Suddenly, a gentle voice sounded in Ah Jiu's ears.

She felt the pain in her soul vanish.

Turning her head sideways, she saw a gentle smile like no other.

Directly in front of him, the golden-eyed "Feng Ajiu" showed emotional fluctuations for the first time, "You interfered with me before...... Sure enough, did you inject the spirit into her at that time?

"What the hell are you?"

The woman in the black cheongsam gently covered the lower half of her face with a folding fan in her hand, and tried to think:

"If it's Mr. Wang, what should I say now~~"

Her eyes were crooked, and she suddenly realized, "It should be like this~~"

Miss An folded the fan in her hand and slapped her palm, "An Wanying, it's just a passing ...... Rakshasa bird ghost bride~~"