In early spring and February, the frozen soil is beginning to thaw, the buds will sprout, and the spring cold is still very cold.

"Wow-"

A basin of cold water poured down.

The bone-chilling coldness was like an invisible hand, suddenly pulling back the hazy thoughts that were about to fall into eternal silence.

"Looks like I'm really out of breath......"

"What a bad luck! It's usually such a dose of medicine, how can she die when she arrives! The deposit of sixty taels of silver has been collected, where can I find another one to send tonight! ”

"Smack!"

There was a tingling in her cheeks, and the girl who was thrown in the corner of the wall, soaked and her eyes closed, frowned slightly.

"Okay, this little slut is really pretending to be dead!"

The loose bun was pulled by someone, and the girl instinctively opened her eyes, and her eyes were filled with the hideous face of a middle-aged man covered with sunburn.

"If you don't die, get up for Lao Tzu!"

The pain of her hair being pulled and the obviously unfavorable situation in front of her made the girl have no time to think about anything else, and her body instinct was faster than her thoughts, so she subconsciously raised her hand and grabbed the man's forearm with the force when she got up, and when she folded it back, her right leg kicked heavily under the man.

Agile movements.

But the strength is far from enough.

It's just that the man was defenseless, and he didn't expect her to fight back, and he moved so fast-

Taking advantage of this short gap to get rid of the man's restraint, the girl's gaze, who sensed that something was wrong with her body, quickly swept around, took a step back, kicked lightly on the toe of her left foot, and the dagger on the sack pile on the side flew up, which was firmly caught in her hand and held horizontally in front of her.

“…… The thing raised by the son of a bitch has eaten the bear's heart and leopard's gall! ”

The man was furious.

The little girl was so timid and cowardly that she cried and begged him to spare her and let her go home, and if he took out the dagger, she would be so frightened that she would not speak—it was such a little waste, and she dared to turn the dagger against him at this time!

The woman behind the man was also taken aback, very annoyed by the girl's "disobedience", scolded in her mouth, and walked to the man's side to see the girl's true appearance.

The man was brought back by a man, and when he was taken out of the sack, he was in a state of fainting, although it could be seen that he had indeed given birth to a good skin, but in the end he was not happy.

At this time, it can be seen that the green silk of the girl who is drenched in clothes is half scattered, and under the toss and fright of the days, there is no blood on her face, but she is more and more beautiful like a mortal.

Especially the eyebrows and eyes, clear and cold, the pupils are dark and deep, like what mysterious things are hidden under the surface of the lake in winter, so people dare not look at it directly.

At this moment, the woman had only one feeling - this face...... A hundred taels of silver will be less!

Immediately, I felt very glad that I didn't die! Otherwise, this hundred taels will really be in vain!

Seeing that the girl's hand holding the dagger was shaking, the woman who was not afraid of it smiled sarcastically: "Whoever comes here, who is not interested, will not end well, little lady, I advise you not to ask for hardship!" ”

The woman's voice was sharp and threatening, and it fell into the girl's ears and was very noisy.

The next moment, a wooden stool flew out of the girl's feet and struck straight at the woman's knee as she walked towards her.

The woman screamed in pain, fell to her knees, and fell to the ground.

"This little slut!" The man was so annoyed that he couldn't care much about it, so he picked up the wooden stick in his hand.

But the girl was already a step quicker at him, and swooped down like a little wolf, and threw him to the ground with all her might, and fell to his neck on one leg.

No matter how strong the man was, he was suppressed and couldn't get up for a while, and subconsciously just reached out to pull the girl away, but the palm of his hand was pierced by the dagger in the girl's hand and nailed to the ground.

The woman reacted, and was about to step forward, when the girl quickly drew her bloody dagger, which flew like an arrow, as if it had an eye, and pierced her eye socket.

"Ahh

The woman screamed in pain and fell to the ground, clutching her bleeding eyes.

The man who had been pressed by his neck for too long was suffocated, his eyes rolled and he fainted.

The girl, who had almost exhausted her strength, let go of the man, sat on the ground beside her, picked up the cloth bag that had fallen by the man's side, and looked up at the door at the same time.

Outside the door of the small hall, there was a stunned boy standing at this time.

"This is your father?" The girl spoke, her voice weak and clear, but the tone of her voice was straight and unfluctuating.

The eleven or twelve-year-old boy glanced at the man who had passed out beside her, and shook his head busily, the confusion and fear in his eyes overflowing.

"You shit, don't tie her up soon! Hurry up and ask us to come to Langzhong! Hurry up and invite Langzhong! The woman with bleeding eyes on the side screamed.

The boy looked swaying and flustered.

The girl looked at him: "Do you want to fight me?" ”

The girl's words made the boy decide, and his expression no longer swayed, but his head shook faster.

"Is there anyone else?" The maiden crossed him and looked at the small but filled courtyard of coffins.

Although it was daylight, the gate of the courtyard was bolted from the inside.

The boy shook his head again.

"I tied you up, or you tied them up." The girl was simple and clear, and gave him two choices.

Seeing her stand up, the boy didn't dare to delay, and hurriedly stepped forward to take the hemp rope and tied the man who had passed out first.

"You conscienceless thing! See if I don't kill you! ”

The woman scolded angrily, covering her eyes with one hand trembling in pain, and grabbing the wooden stick next to her with the other.

The boy's demeanor froze instinctively.

"Shut her up." The girl threw the cloth bag in her hand.

The boy clearly knew what was inside, and boldly stepped forward and threw it at the woman.

The woman's eyes were bloody, and she was defenseless in panic, and after a few puffs of the drug, she fell to the ground weakly.

After the boy tied up the woman, he dragged the two of them to the corner of the wall without getting in the way.

After doing all this, he quietly raised his eyes, and his eyes found the back of the girl in front of the coffee table.

She's in ......

Eat roast chicken?

The boy looked at the bones left over from the half of the roast chicken that she had quickly disposed of.

The girl casually picked up the cotton towel on the side and wiped her hands.

She didn't feel hungry.

But at this time, she was too weak, and the instinct in her body made her choose to eat in order to regain her strength.

She turned, looked around the room, and then walked out of the hall with her feet up.

There were several freshly made coffins in the courtyard, and she picked one that was pleasing to the eye, stepped on the bench next to her and entered the coffin, and lay down.

Well, it's a perfect fit for her size.

The girl closed her eyes with satisfaction.

It's just that I didn't think that once a person died, there would be such a lot of trouble after death.

In the end, the coffin has to enter by itself, and there is not even a decent ghost, everything depends on self-consciousness, and it is also thanks to her that she has always had strong self-management ability - but the regulations of the underworld are somewhat perfunctory.

The boy who witnessed the bizarre process of her entering the coffin and lying down: "......"

A great feeling of exhaustion soon overwhelmed the girl in the coffin, causing her to fall into a deep sleep.

When I opened my eyes again, it was already dusk.

The girl in the coffin sat up slowly, looking at everything in front of her, and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

After a sleep, under the recovery of physical strength, the awareness of all parts of the body became clear, and the brain gradually cleared up.

This is not an afterlife hallucination.

But she's clearly dead, and she can't be seen through anymore.

She subconsciously raised her hand and reached for her neck, where there was no wound.

"How can it be so ......?"

The voice is not its own.

She held out her hands in the twilight to look at her.

These hands are scarred, but they are too delicate and weak, and they are not hers.

The girl slowly stood up and stood in the coffin in the twilight, looking at everything that was really around her.

An old tree in the corner of the wall has a few scattered peach blossoms.

It's spring.

And she died in a heavy snow in Layue.

When she died, she was looking in the direction of her homeland.

And now—

She seemed to be really back.

The girl withdrew her gaze and looked at the unfamiliar hands again.

So...... Is she borrowing a corpse to resurrect her soul?

Before the girl could think anything else, the sound of footsteps behind her made her turn her head warily.

In the past, I only regarded everything in front of me as an unrealistic afterlife, and I only responded to it instinctively without delving into it, but now it's different-

It's still that boy.

He stood timidly at the foot of the stone steps, looking at her with a strange look that bordered on something that was not of this world—though it was.

"Do you recognize me?" The girl asked.

The boy shook his head without thinking about it.

Without an answer, the girl left the coffin and jumped off the bench.

Seeing her turn and walk towards the courtyard gate, the boy struggled for a moment, then quickly chased after her, stretched out his hand to stop in front of her, and shook his head with a stop in his eyes.

"No...... Can't go! He snapped.

"So you're not dumb."

"No, it's not ......" the boy looked complicated and anxious: "You can't go!" ”

The girl was expressionless: "I don't like to hit children." ”

“…… No! The boy pointed to the closed wooden door, lowered his voice, and his big eyes were full of uneasiness: "Outside...... All of them! ”

"It's all—" The girl looked at him, "What?" ”