Yan Ying bent down and picked up the broken straw mat and wrapped it around herself, not because she was shy.

In the dead of night, there was not even a ghost, but the cold panic of this barren mountain and wilderness, she raised her eyes to look at the situation in front of her.

In the distant mountains, there seems to be a green glow of light flickering in the distance, like a candle that will be extinguished at any time in this dark and endless night.

A gust of wind blew, and dark clouds swept through the sky, blocking the green lights of the distant mountains and the hazy blood moon in the sky.

Yan Ying wrapped the mat tightly, but her heart was quickly calculated, and she wanted to leave here quickly, she didn't care about anything else.

Judging from the current situation, was she thrown away? It's really embarrassing for a stepmother, but she can find such a place in a reinforced concrete high-rise building that is qualified for making ghost movies.

What a painstaking effort.

But jumping from the seventeenth floor is such a big thing, so many pairs of eyes watching, and the stepmother actually has the ability to throw her out like this? How did she do it?

I want revenge, I want to expose that hypocritical woman in public! Yan Ying swore fiercely in her heart.

But all of this has to be based on getting out of here alive.

Yan Ying took a lot of effort to climb out of the pit with the help of the willow tree lying in the pit.

When she crawled out of the pit covered in mud, the dark clouds were blown away by the wind, and the red moon in the sky turned into a blue moon.

It is like a pearl set in the sky, and there are a few stars flickering on the side.

Yan Ying was still trembling even if she was wrapped in a straw mat, and under the moonlight, she inadvertently touched her body, no.

Yan Ying bit her lip and wiped her red eyes.

No, it's not her hand!

She finally couldn't survive this time, and fainted solidly again.

"Miss, why are you so miserable, when I went out to buy today, I heard that you drowned, and the slave wanted to go to see your mourning hall, and Mrs. said that children without Ji Lu could not set up a mourning hall, and said that they were buried hastily."

"The slave maid still got the guidance of Granny Zhang, who poured the night incense in the backyard, to find here, Miss waited for the slave maid to bury you, and the slave maid came to accompany you."

"My miserable young lady, the slave will come to accompany you."

The voice was a little noisy, filling Yan Ying's ears like chasing ducks, and she couldn't help frowning.

Wait, how do you feel that there is soil, and there are small pebbles constantly smashing on yourself.

Yan Ying, who originally wanted to see if there was any emergency, sat up from the pit directly with lightning speed.

The little girl who was crying bitterly was digging with a small shovel, and Yan Ying, who was sitting up straight, instantly widened her eyes, opened her mouth, "Fake the corpse", dropped the shovel and ran away.

Yan Ying patted the dirt on her body, she didn't feel so cold now, obviously the girl helped her find a dress to put on.

But Yan Ying still thinks this dress is weird, long-sleeved and long-sleeved skirt? The style is also quite complicated.

The situation is uncertain, so it's better to leave as soon as possible.

When Yan Ying just wanted to step away, she saw:

Not far away, under the pine needle tree, a timid head poked out, and a pair of eyes looked at her.

"Come here!" Yan Ying knew that the girl was the dead girl who had just cried.

Why did this little girl cry so sadly just now? It stands to reason that she couldn't, she thought with a frown.

However, before she had time to analyze it in detail, she was surprised to find that her voice was soft and glutinous, like that of a teenager.

It's definitely not your own voice!!

The girl who poked her head out, listened to Yan Ying's words, ran over in a hurry, hugged Yan Ying and cried regardless of it: "Miss, you ...... You're not dead? ”

"Miss, the slave shouldn't have run just now! But the young lady suddenly jumped up, and the slave maid thought ...... Thought...... The slave was terrified. ”

"What do you call me?" Yan Ying came back to her senses and asked anxiously.

"Miss, I'm Ziyue, don't you know me?" The little girl cried and said, tears dripping, making Yan Ying feel that their relationship was extraordinary.

Yan Ying felt that she was having auditory hallucinations.

Did you fall down and become mentally retarded?

"Miss, after you fell into the pond, Mrs. said that you drowned, so she asked people to throw you here, and the slave maid got the news and came to look for it non-stop, and the slave and maid wanted to follow the lady and never abandon you."

When the little girl said this, she tilted her face slightly and looked firm.

Only then did Yan Ying see the visitor clearly by the moonlight, wearing a half-new goose-yellow Luo skirt.

He had a double-hung bun on his head, and the bangs on his forehead were twisted into a ball due to sweat, with two broken white beaded flowers, and his childish face looked like he was fourteen or fifteen years old.

However, the small appearance looks a little bit like a small jasper.

"Really?" A sneer hung on the corner of Yan Ying's mouth.

"Miss, it's great that you're still alive, you were really scared to death just now." Ziyue continued to cry and said.

"Find a way to get out of here first." Yan Ying reminded ruthlessly, "You don't want to chat here and wait for the wolf to come."

Although Yan Ying couldn't believe it, as memories that didn't belong to her came to her mind, she could only accept the reality she had crossed over.

But after receiving those memories, she was even more shocked than the little girl just now who saw her deceive corpse.

If she could, she would run if she wanted to, or if she fell again from the seventeenth floor, she would be willing to do it.

She, Yan Ying, an older leftover girl in the 21st century, an atheist, actually wore her soul.

Through this thin child, although he has the same name and surname, but his appearance is 108,000 miles apart.

This must be an illusion, this kind of plot that only nonsensical little books can happen, this must not be true.

Yan Ying drew a "ten" on her chest, and while walking out of the forest, she muttered to herself: prosperity, democracy, civilization, harmony, freedom, equality, justice、、、

Seeing that Miss was unusual, Ziyue stomped her feet in a hurry, and pulled Yan Ying, who was in a hurry, and whispered, "Miss, what are you muttering, let's find a way to go home." ”

"Otherwise, there will definitely be rumors that are not good for Miss tomorrow, and then Miss will have to prove her innocence with death."

Ziyue looked at the young lady who had become a little chattering, and was a little scared for no reason.

She is afraid that her young lady will live today, and if she doesn't want to go home, she is afraid that she will not see the sun tomorrow.

"I'm reciting the 24-character mantra to protect the body, which is beyond my understanding." Yan Ying said with a look of lovelessness.