Chapter 1: Broken Temple

The moment the pain hit, Xiao Ying thought that she died before she had a boyfriend, and she would definitely die.

As a lawyer, it is not uncommon to be retaliated against, especially if she is stubborn, admits death, and goes all the way to the black master. In that case, everyone knows who the murderer is. But because the other party has a tough background, no one dares to take it. Xiao Ying is not afraid, when she chose to study law, she wanted to be a female lawyer who would seek justice for the sufferer.

It turns out that good always triumphs over evil.

Collect evidence, hold a trial, and win the case.

Until he walked out of the courthouse, everything confirmed a sentence.

In the face of justice, no matter what the bulls, ghosts, snakes, and gods do, they are ...... Jasmine feeds the camels - for nothing.

Until......

She was hit by a large truck.

It hurts, the painful internal organs are simply displaced. In a trance in front of her, there were light and dark, black and white, and in the chaos, Xiao Ying seemed to see a little girl being strangled by her neck from behind.

Then a dagger stabbed the little girl in the heart impartially. Xiao Ying was anxious to step forward, and finally the blood-colored image disappeared in front of her eyes.

Suddenly, she felt that she was being pulled by a huge force, and in the chaos, it seemed to be pulled into the little girl's body. There seemed to be a fire burning in her heart, and Xiao Ying lost consciousness again in pain.

"This damn weather, it's almost freezing to death. Let's all get together by the fire, and you will die, and don't be a frozen ghost. ”

Vaguely, Xiao Ying seemed to hear a voice babbling.

Then, she felt as if something was covering her body, heavy.

It was the same voice that said viciously. "Wu beggar...... You're so kind. It's all a dead baby, and he gave her his only jacket. Be careful of freezing to death yourself. ”

“…… It's not out of breath yet. Then, an old woman's voice trembled.

"I stabbed a pair in the chest, and I had already breathed more and less breath.

As long as you get half a piece of bread a day, you can keep most of it for her. Sooner or later, I will starve you to death! ”

Is this the afterlife? It was noisy, and there was no quiet in the ears.

Thinking so wildly, Xiao Ying didn't know when she fell asleep in a daze.

It was cold, as if it was so cold that the cracks of the bones hurt. Xiao Ying struggled to open her eyes, and what caught her eyes was a black roof, which seemed to be wooden, but it had been burned by fire.

In my ears, I can hear the whistling wind.

Xiao Ying laboriously turned her head to the side and saw the open door of the cave.

There were snowflakes floating outside the door, and at this moment, the cold wind carried the snow particles and blew in one by one, hitting her face.

Being so excited by the snow, the chill that pierced through the bones made Xiao Ying realize one thing.

She didn't seem to be dead.

Just when Xiao Ying's mind was full of paste, she was pulling a rose petal with her mind, dead, not dead, dead or not...... With the sound of tapping footsteps.

Several people appeared in Xiao Ying's sight one after another.

A middle-aged man in rags, a lame man, walked on tiptoe.

A boy who looks to be around ten years old. He was wrapped in a jet-black blanket.

He followed the man with an expression like a mouse.

The last one was an old woman with gray hair.

She held a bamboo pole in her hand, and every step she took, she had to knock it tentatively with the bamboo pole, she was blind.

The man who had walked in front of him entered the door. His eyes swept casually in the room, facing Xiao Ying's gaze.

"Tricked corpses."

"Hell, ghost." The man and the child shouted almost at the same time.

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Xiao Ying was holding a large porcelain bowl with a broken edge.

There was half a bowl of steaming water in the bowl, which the blind old beggar had just exchanged for the last half of the bread from the crippled pot. There was an indescribable smell in the water, and it was Wu Qipo who handed it to Xiao Ying with trembling hands, and before she changed it, she would never have eaten it.

The devil knows where the pot of boiling water came from.

However, as she became conscious, Xiao Ying discovered something.

Something she didn't believe, but had to believe.

She is now no longer in her original body.

Her current small body, just like the middle-aged man said, has more breath and less breath.

Swallowing saliva can hurt her heart.

The hand holding the bowl is as thin as a bamboo pole.

The white miserable man, not to mention the slightest bit of blood, has green tendons on his hands, not like human hands, but like ghost claws.

It took about an hour for Xiao Ying to finally figure out where she was.

After another hour, she finally knew what had happened to her, why she was out of breath and out of breath.

This is a brain-intensive job, and Xiao Ying fell asleep all night in order to find out the news.

When I opened my eyes the next day, it was already dark.

The aborigines in the ruined temple had already started their day's work - begging.

She was the only one in the temple, and she was still covered with the half-worn jacket of Wu Qipo.

This is a dilapidated City God Temple. The clay figure of the old man of the city god is now scattered, most of his body was pushed by the lame middle-aged man to the dilapidated door last night to block the wind and snow, and the head of a clay sculpture rolled miserably to the corner, and now he is staring at Xiao Ying.

She was picked up from the pile of dead by Wu Beggar Po, the blind old woman.

It is said that she was thrown into a mass grave outside the city, and the aborigines of the ruined temple occasionally went to the mass grave to try their luck.

Strip some clothing and ornaments from the dead.

When she was picked up, she suddenly cheated on her body.

frightened a few people so much that they almost turned their backs, and in the end, Wu Qipo, who was blind and couldn't see the wounds on her body, used the only few copper plates on her body to let the other two find a board and carry her back to the broken temple.

As for who her surname was, and why she didn't die completely, and was thrown into a mass grave, it is unknown.

The injuries on her body are also very curious, and the murderer is quick and accurate, and he stabs him in the chest.

even stabbed her in pairs.

Xiao Ying felt that the reason why she could still breathe must be because she was a "ghost", and even the king of Hades didn't want to accept her.

After lying half-dead for a long time, there was finally a sound of footsteps outside the City God Temple, not the footsteps of the cripple and the kicking of Wu Qipo, which she was used to hearing, but aggressive, with a unique strength.

Xiao Ying barely opened her eyes, and watched the body of the city god who was blocking the wind and snow being kicked away in an instant.

Xiao Ying observed a sassy scene that can only be found in movies...... Leg work.

"Take a break here. The snow is too big...... Ah, dead man! "In the end, the word dead man was naturally given to Xiao Ying.

With the word dead man shouted. Soon, four or five mermaids penetrated the ruined temple.

The one who was obviously frightened was a young man, who looked to be in his mid-twenties, and was wearing a ...... It should be a long shirt worn by scholars.

He and Xiao Ying stared wide-eyed.

"Where there is a dead man, there is a dead man. Oh my God, I just died a few days ago, and I've already died five or six this month. Why is it another ......" The word dead man stopped abruptly, stopping at Xiao Ying's eyes that could obviously still turn.