The master said that she was a real-life version of Cinderella, and it seemed that she was really very similar.

There is always endless work to be done all day long, and my body is dirty all day long.

I didn't have enough to eat, I couldn't wear warm clothes, and my face and body were almost not clean.

Even the sores on his face were not healed.

It's not that they don't have medicinal herbs, as long as they go to Lang Zhong to take a look and prescribe a prescription, they don't need them to decoction the medicine, she can do it herself, that's it, she can drag the ordinary bean sores into an incurable disease that looks like smallpox.

Thinking about it at that time, if the patriarch didn't mention any live sacrifices, she wouldn't have survived.

Before the sacrifice, her parents had dragged her to a small cave in the back mountain, leaving her to fend for herself.

If it weren't for the fact that those large beasts would not easily go to the nearby mountains to feed, I am afraid that she would have no bones left.

Before she was sacrificed, she had been thinking about getting the love of her parents.

Even if it was just a little bit, she wouldn't be so miserable in her previous life.

The master said that people who lack love since childhood are extremely insecure when they grow up, and she agrees with the master's point of view.

So later, even though the master loved her very much, after the master left suddenly, the feeling of fear of being abandoned and extremely insecure quickly occupied her whole mind.

Otherwise, the little kindness that others did to her later was regarded as a treasure by her.

So much so that she was blinded and couldn't see the facts.

It's just that why did her parents do this to her? That's the key.

In her last life, she was afraid to think about this problem, afraid that what she would get was not what she thought in her heart.

So much so that they have always been regarded as their biological parents.

Now that I think about it, it's definitely not that simple.

To say that this pair of parents are patriarchal, in her opinion, this is by no means the case.

She could see that in ordinary interactions, her parents just didn't like her alone.

Whether it is Ulan, who is the second daughter, or the youngest son Wusong, it is definitely a baby bump for parents.

But as a daughter and the eldest daughter, which parent would be as ruthless as them and had to put her to death.

In her previous life, she had always been unable to figure it out, but now that she thinks about it carefully, she does have a lot of doubts.

She remembered that once when Wu Jiang suddenly saw her face that had just finished washing, a look of extreme disgust appeared in his eyes.

But no matter how beautiful or ugly, that is by no means the expression that a father in the countryside should have when he sees his daughter.

Jia Shi too, it seems that since she can remember, the so-called mother has not given her a good face once.

In addition to letting her work, she often beats and scolds.

If you are a little unhappy, as long as you avoid people, you will say viciously: Why are you still alive, why don't you die!

Those vicious words, like extremely poisonous arrows, shot her heart, which was already full of holes, even more bloody.

Could it be that in the last life, what her so-called sister said was true.

She is not their daughter at all, but a ~ wild seed.

Thinking of those two words, Qingyu rubbed her aching temples, closed her eyes, and quickly shook off those unbearable pasts.

She doesn't want to repeat the fate of her previous life.

In her previous life, she remembered the love of her parents, and when they almost killed herself, she just knew that she had gone, and never came back to trouble them, but only to repay their fertility.

If she hadn't been born to them, she would have worked for them for nearly ten years as a cow and a horse in this life, and she would have already paid off her nurturing grace.

And she couldn't help but avenge the revenge she almost killed by them again.

In the past few days, under her conditioning, the nightmare that often appears has finally not appeared all the time.

Now although her body is still skinny, her face looks much better.

It's not like a few days ago, my face is still very pale.

Only then did I dare to think about those painful pasts.

But since she has thought of a certain possibility, it is still an extremely reasonable possibility, and she has to investigate it carefully.

Otherwise, wouldn't it be sad to not even be sure whether they are their biological parents?

In the previous life, the master took care of her body and took her out of this place.

She never came back until she died in her previous life.

Although it looks clean, it also lays a curse for itself.

She wants to completely pull out the cancer left by this family for herself.

What she couldn't do in the previous life, let her clean it up in this life and leave no regrets.

While Qingyu was still pondering, the handsome bluebird landed beside her again.

The blue bird began to sing a nice song, and the green jade nodded her head from time to time.

Suddenly, she heard a somewhat mournful cry from the blue bird, and Qingyu immediately sat up straight, learned two bird calls from time to time, and communicated with the blue bird.

When he got the exact answer, Qingyu ignored his thin body, and tied all the large and small rabbit skins and other animal skins that he had cleaned up in the past few days with rattan.

She followed the bluebird and walked briskly towards the outside of the cave.

The weather outside seems to be getting colder.

The faint sunlight shone on his body, and Qingyu did not feel warm, but the irradiated person's head was dizzy, and his eyes were stabbed with pain.

Some of the snow had melted, but the rest of the snow was also reflecting the sun's rays, as if against her, shooting directly into her eyes.

came out in such a hurry that she forgot that her eyes had not seen light for a long time, and now she couldn't open them at all.

Qingyu hurriedly closed her eyes and covered them tightly with her hands.

After a pillar of incense, she peeked out through the gap between her fingers.

My eyes still hurt terribly.

But the matter was urgent, and she couldn't afford to delay any longer.

So she fumbled and tore a strip of cloth from her clothes.

It was folded several times before it was tied directly to the eyes.

The cold north wind is still blowing, forming an extremely ugly and terrifying sound when passing through some special terrain.

Lin Jing didn't care about these at all, she was blindfolded at the moment, only listening to the tips that the blue bird gave her from time to time, and she strode forward with a deep foot and a shallow foot.

Sometimes I was in a hurry and was caught by a branch, and I accidentally fell on my head.

Qingyu hurriedly got up unconcernedly, patted the snow on her body casually, and continued to walk forward.

She didn't know how many times she had fallen, and she didn't know how far she had walked, but after turning a hill, she suddenly heard a wail and the angry roar of a wolf in her ears.

Wuya Village is located in the northwest, and the wolf packs distributed here are called Northwest wolves.

The Northwest wolf is also called the night moon wolf because it likes to be nocturnal.

And the night moon wolf that is nocturnal in Benxi, at noon when the sun is shining, the head wolf is fighting with a group of other animals and another wolf pack.

Qingyu could tell that there was something unusual about it.

A few days ago, the night moon head wolf often accompanied her by the cave hot springs, but it was rare to see it these days.

For she is very fond of purity, and does not care.

But just after listening to the blue bird's story, it turned out to be the companion of the night moon wolf, and the very good-looking white wolf was about to give birth to a young wolf.

So in the past few days, the night moon head wolf has been accompanying it.

But I didn't expect that today, when the white wolf was giving birth, the second wolf of the night moon, who had been competing with the night moon head wolf for the position of the head wolf and had always wanted to be a partner with the white wolf, actually colluded with more than a dozen wolves with other animals, and was ready to come over and bite its children and the night moon head wolf when the white wolf gave birth.

Then take the white wolf for yourself.

Qingyu has always known that the Night Moon Wolf got its name because of its fierce temperament, steady and witty, perseverance, and never giving up until it reaches its goal.

Unexpectedly, the night moon wolf, who has always been very united, actually made a move to collude with foreign enemies.

If they are compared to human beings, this is a great crime of colluding with foreign enemies and betraying the mother family, and once it is discovered, it will be unforgivable.

How could the night moon head wolf endure the betrayal of these two wolves.

But these two wolves are also thieves, and it only takes advantage of the absence of the other night moon wolves to attack with the wolves.

The night moon head wolf has four claws and many claws, and when the green jade passes, he violently takes off the cloth strip on his eyes, and what he sees is a night moon head wolf covered in blood.

I saw that its ears were erect, its back hair was erect, the corners of its lips were turned back, its front teeth were exposed, its waist was arched, and there was a roaring sound from time to time.

Behind it was a white wolf that was in pain from time to time.

The white wolf was surrounded by two fluffy wolves.

And not far from it, there were the corpses of two bitten and bloody little wolves.

Qingyu sighed that she was still a little late.

And the other wolf that is opposite to it is also covered in blood, and the form of attacking is similar.

It's just that the momentum is a lot weaker.

And around it, dead animals.

Vast expanses of blood stained the ground red, like bright roses in full bloom.

Just like in the previous life, she was cut off and the blood spurted from her hands and feet.

And like the blood of countless soldiers on the battlefield.