"Are you a human or a ghost?" A young man inside the door pointed at Lin Xiangxiang and asked.

Lin Xiangxiang took a closer look at this person, and saw that he was dressed in coarse clothes and cloth, and his delicate face was slightly thin, but his voice was as pleasant as a clear spring.

must be about the same age as her.

"I'm human, of course."

Does she look like a ghost?

Has anyone ever seen such a cute looking ghost?

But there seem to be, like the one last night......

The man hesitated for a moment before opening the door, revealing his entire body, and Lin Xiangxiang was dumbfounded when he looked at his outfit.

"How do you dress like this? Are you from some primitive tribe? She tilted her head to look at the man, her expression a little strange.

I saw that the man was dressed in a coarse shirt and cloth, and a belt was tied around his waist, just like the clothes of the ancients. Looking at his hair, it was a long hair tied up, fixed with a wooden hairpin.

"Where did the girl say, Xiaosheng believed in Song, Mingziyan." The man waved at her, and looked at her with a strange look.

Talking is also so civil, not like the style of the 21st century.

Lin Xiangxiang asked tentatively again: "What kind of place is this?" ”

"Breeze Town is also."

Haven't heard of it......

"That'...... What era is it? She asked, trembling.

Song Ziyan glanced at her suspiciously, and thought: Isn't this person stunned? Don't even remember the years? However, looking at the girl's appearance, she was pleasing to the eye, harmless to humans and animals, with long hair fluttering, and she looked very pure.

It's just that a fancy dress is too abrupt. But he still politely explained his doubts to her.

"It is now the year 985 of the Yuan Jin Kingdom, the year of Wuwu, the year of the horse, and the second year of Tianxi."

What country? Is her history too bad? There is no such country in history......

And this era, which is more than a thousand years away from her 21st century.

What the hell did she wear it?

"Is there anything else going on, girl?" Seeing her stay where she was, Song Ziyan couldn't help but ask.

"I didn't ...... It's okay, can the little brother open the door and let me go in and drink saliva"

She accepted the facts, and had to find another way to go back for the sake of the future.

Song Ziyan smiled when she heard this, opened the door, and let her enter the house together.

Lin Xiangxiang quickly glanced around the house, and saw that the furnishings in the house were extremely simple, but they were clean and tidy.

Song Ziyan took out a bowl of water from the back room and handed it to Lin Xiangxiang, she took the water, drank it in one gulp, wiped her mouth, and was still unsatisfied.

Song Ziyan smiled and took another bowl of water, and then she completely quenched her thirst.

"Ziyan, who is it?"

Lin Xiangxiang followed the prestige and saw an old grandmother walking out of the inner room with a cane.

"This is my grandmother **** Yan explained to her.

"Hello grandma." Lin Xiangxiang got up and saluted.

The old grandmother looked Lin Xiangxiang up and down, and muttered, "Is it laurel?" ”

"Yuegui is my daughter-in-law who has not passed through the door." Ziyan explained again, helped her grandmother to the seat on the side, leaned down and whispered into her ear: "Grandma, this is not Yuegui, it's just a passing girl, come in and beg for water." ”

Only then did the old grandmother understand, and nodded slightly towards Lin Xiangxiang.

Lin Xiangxiang smiled embarrassedly, she couldn't imagine that this ancient person would have a daughter-in-law who had not passed through the door at such a young age, and sure enough, in ancient times, she still liked early marriage and early love, unlike modern times, if she was in early love, she would have to let her parents break her legs.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel sad, how could she forget that she had no father or mother, just an orphan.

She was adopted by the orphanage since she was a child, because of her talent, strong learning ability, she can get the first place in every exam, so she was sent to South China Key High School by the director of the orphanage, even if the starting point is much lower than other students, but she can still rank first every time.

She is a well-deserved genius girl.

Just as he was thinking, it was already dawn, and the villagers outside the house opened their doors, and the smoke of cooking rose and breakfast was made.

"I haven't asked the girl's name yet." Song Ziyan waved at her again.

Lin Xiangxiang hurriedly stood up and saluted, "Lin Xiangxiang, just call me Xiangxiang." ”

"Xiangxiang girl, I'm afraid she hasn't had breakfast, it's better to stay together, have breakfast and leave."

When Lin Xiangxiang heard this, she nodded hurriedly, she had to leave, so she stayed in this house and slowly studied the way to go back.

If not, it's good to have a meal.

Song Ziyan smiled dumbly, went to the kitchen, and after a while, breakfast was finally ready.

A few white flour steamed buns, a bowl of pickles, and a large bowl of white porridge are stewed to a sparse extent.

This is already the best food for his family.

"If the hospitality is not good, the Xiangxiang girl should not be disgusted." He filled the bowl, first gave Lin Xiangxiang a bowl, and then put porridge in the grandmother's bowl.

How dare Lin Xiangxiang dislike it, looking at this family, this is probably the best food in his family.

After all, she had been hungry for a day, and she was already hungry, so she drank the porridge in the bowl in a few bites, and nibbled on a white-flour steamed bun before she could barely satisfy herself.

Song Ziyan saw that she was still unsatisfied, so he put the untouched steamed bun in his bowl into her bowl, smiled lightly, and motioned for her to eat it.

Lin Xiangxiang hurriedly shirked it, and said busily: "Thank you, thank you, I'm full, really." ”

As he spoke, a man suddenly burst in from outside.

Lin Xiangxiang turned around and saw that it was a woman, but when he saw the woman crying, he cried and threw himself into his arms as soon as he saw Song Ziyan.

"What is this?"

"This is my daughter-in-law who has not passed through the door, Laurel."

Song Ziyan was busy comforting the woman in his arms, and couldn't take care of Lin Xiangxiang on the side.

After half a ring, the woman finally stabilized her mood, but instead of being angry that Lin Xiangxiang appeared at Song Ziyan's house for no reason, it was another more serious matter.

"The monster has asked for someone from the village again, and this time the lottery actually won me, but I don't want to sacrifice it to him. Brother Ziyan, help me. ”

The pear blossoms of Yuegui crying brought rain, and Lin Xiangxiang looked confused when he heard it.

Monster?

Sacrifice?

What the heck?