"Grandma is the best."

Tilt Jiu got up and gave Grandma Tilt a big hug, and received a loving touch from Grandma.

Then he was forced to sleep.

At night, the clouds are dense, the stars and the moon do not appear, but the white clouds are still hanging high in the space, and the sky is as blue as a curtain.

The ghost spirit was lying on the stone table, his hands resting on his head, his standard Erlang's legs were crossed, and his little feet were shaking. Suddenly, a carp straightened up, and the ghost spirit stood up and raised his eyebrows to look at Tilt Jiu.

"After the appraisal of the deity, Jiujiu's acting skills are already perfect, so, the night is dark and the wind is high, why don't we go and do him a vote?"

After all, Tilt Jiu is not the original owner, and her every word and deed must rely on acting in order not to show her feet.

It's really hard today, and experiential acting skills have to be in love.

"What if I go on a mission and find out I'm missing?" Tilt Nine has some concerns.

"There is a difference between the time ratio of the mission world and this side, I roughly calculated, the ordinary world is twenty to one, that is, the mission world is twenty years, this world is one hour, it is not excluded that there is a cultivation realm, everyone in that place has a long life, and the time ratio will be different."

Hearing the three words of the cultivation realm, a trace of blood flashed in the dark eyes of the Jiu Jiu, and the ghost spirit spirit quickly stopped his mouth.

In order not to be disturbed, Tilt Jiu went out of the room again and operated before continuing to lie back on the bed.

"Your strength is too weak, and you can only do the soul piercing task at present, and your body is sleeping here."

"Okay, let's get started!"

Tilt Nine woke up from a burst of crying.

"Mother, mother, wake up." The eldest son seemed to be more sensible, and desperately shook and pulled at Tilt Jiu's clothes.

He had seen the second grandfather of the second grandmother's family in a certain village lying on a wooden plank like this, and then buried in the earth.

"Mother, I'm hungry, mother."

The youngest daughter was almost dying, still screaming with a mosquito-like voice.

She opened her eyes and saw the decay of the room in a blur, and when she looked sideways, the two children pulled her body and cried heartbreakingly.

After a moment of silence, Tilt Jiu found his feelings and entered the situation.

"Ayang...... I'm alive. A hoarse voice burst out of her throat, and she slowly raised her hand, she wanted to drink water.

"Is there any water?"

"Mother, water...... Yes, there is water. The little boy stumbled out, found a broken bowl out of nowhere, and carefully poured a little from the crockpot under the eaves.

He looked at the man lying on the plank, and poured another bite of his heart.

"Mother, the water is coming."

The pain in her stomach was very strong, she knew that it was hunger, her lips were wrinkled like loess ravines, her eye sockets were deeply sunken, and her cheekbones protruded, like a skeleton wrapped in human skin.

With the cool connotation, Tilt Jiu felt better.

She gasped for air, and it took a few moments for her eyes to clear.

Tilt Jiu slowly sat up from the plank.

"Mother~" The little girl made a mosquito-like sound.

Children are always sensitive, and they realize that their mother is different from before, but the mother is still the same mother.

"You're hungry, mother, go find something to eat." Tilt Jiu slowly got up from the bed board.

Fortunately, her own spiritual essence gave this body a little bit, so that she could temporarily have the strength to do things.

"Mother, don't go."

The little boy grabbed the corner of his clothes and shook his head tremblingly.

The garment was not a complete garment anymore, it was covered in patches and had rags tied around its legs.

This body is named Li Jiuniang on the parentless clan, the brother and sister-in-law are fierce, and after the death of her husband, she was kicked out of the house by her brother and sister-in-law.

A woman with her two children walked in the year of natural disasters and famine, went around and around, and made a home in this dilapidated temple.

Drought, famine!

Li Jiuniang gave most of the food she got to her two children. My body was already confinement disease because of poverty, and I gradually lost my freshness after coming and going, like a ten-year-old lady.

"It's okay, there's bark to eat on the mountain, let's go together, there's nothing to stay here."

Tilt Jiu was not worried about leaving his two children in the temple, if he met a fierce person, the two children would most likely become his meal.

Man is forced to eat his own kind in order to live.

These two babies are the key to the completion of the whole task, and there is no room for mistakes.

Now it is August, there are some bitter fruits on the mountain that can still be eaten, Tilt Jiu fed his daughter Huayin some water, and then held it in his arms, fixed it with strips of cloth, and carried a broken back basket on his back, which contained a rusty sickle, and pulled up his son Huayang on the side.

She was very hungry, but she couldn't care so much, and she had to find something to eat, otherwise she would really die here.

Tilt Jiu has not yet adapted to the identity of a mother, and adheres to the feelings of care for the two children.

"Mother, there are wolves on the mountain." Huayang grabbed Zixi's hand and didn't dare to take a step forward.

Huayang is five and a half years old this year, while Huayin is three and a half years old, and the two children are wilting because of chronic malnutrition.

"Don't be afraid, my mother will protect you." Tilt Jiu touched the yellow weed-like hair on Huayang's head and said softly. "Is it okay for Ayang to go to his mother's back basket?"

Huayang shook his head and said, "No, Ah Yangzhong." ”

In the end, Huayang mustered up the courage to follow Tianjiu up the mountain.

Due to successive years of drought, there was almost no harvest in the fields, the imperial court was fighting everywhere, local rebels were rising, and the dynasty was in internal and external difficulties, and it was crumbling.

The three of them were lucky to survive for a year or two.

The original Li Jiuniang didn't survive today, and her soul watched her two children being divided up by a group of vicious people.

The head and internal organs are eaten by wild dogs.

And she herself was eaten by wild beasts, and the group looked down on her body, which had been dead for days, and exposed her to the wilderness.

Her soul was unwilling, and she prayed with the most sincere heart to be fortunate enough to meet Tilt Jiu.

Li Jiuniang's wish is that there is no famine in the world and that her children will grow peacefully.

That's really a great wish.

Even if you die, you still have the world in mind.

Tilt Jiu admires this.

Although it is not easy to complete, there is no way back for Tilt Nine.

"Mother, look there, it seems to be a wild vegetable that can be eaten." Huayang pointed to a green tree not far away.

Tian Jiu raised his eyes and saw a green grass, and he put away the surprise in a moment, it was a poisonous herb.

"Coptis chinensis is poisonous, and you can't eat it if you don't get sick."

"Oh, but I'm so hungry." Hua Yang touched his belly, Hua Yin fell asleep in Tilt Jiu's arms, and Tilt Nine's gave her some water before going up the mountain.

"Come on, let's look again."

Tilt Jiu carefully observed the surrounding terrain, and in a few days those gangs of thugs would come. She had to find a dark place and wait for them to leave.

The child was so hungry that he finally found a vine bearing fruit.

Prosira pear, although sour, can be eaten.

Qian Jiu was afraid that Hua Yin would be hurt, so he took her off and handed her to Hua Yang to watch.

"Obediently, my mother picks prickly pears for you to eat." After Tian Jiu finished speaking, he pulled his shirt into his pocket and reached out to pick the fruit.