Xiuniang simply washed her face and feet, went to the room of her original adoptive parents, and slept.

Of course she couldn't sleep.

Ling Hupo guessed correctly, she was preparing to leave this heartbroken place.

Her adoptive parents, who loved her, had passed away, and if she continued to stay here, she would either be beaten to death by this guy or sold into a kiln, and life would be worse than death.

With such a tragic ending, she might as well go out and break through, maybe there is still a possibility to live.

Linghu Po next door is also preoccupied.

He leaned on the futon of the clay kang, looked at the starry sky outside the window, and began to think seriously about life.

In the afternoon in the valley, when he opened his eyes, he realized that he had become a 'glorious' traverser.

What a cheat!

In his previous life, he was a national meritorious athlete, a double champion in archery and fencing, and won many honors for the country.

After retiring, he became the coach of the provincial team, had a happy family, a beautiful and virtuous wife, and twin daughters.

A proper winner in life, many people around him are envious.

But I never thought of it, so I just daydreamed.

In the dream, he was slapped coldly by Lord Yama... Pushed to this dynasty called the Final Jin, and possessed a small Orion.

It can be seen that dreams cannot be done casually, especially the kind of daydreams that are out of tune!

In the face of the cruel reality, he can only insist.

Otherwise, even if you go to seek death now, you can't go back to your previous life, you can only be reincarnated again, maybe it will be even worse, and it is possible to be a cow and a horse.

After a half-rest of the mind fragments recalled and integrated, Ling Hupo had a preliminary understanding of the past of the original owner and the current world.

Among the memory fragments are the names of the Great Wall, Dayin Mountains, Yanmen Pass, Mayi, Weihe (Yellow River) and other places, which are basically consistent with the historical documents and are not much different.

But there are some unknowable reasons that lead to different historical trajectories.

For example, in the current Final Jin Dynasty, there are only Western Jin Dynasty and Eastern Jin Dynasty in historical records, and there is no Final Jin Dynasty.

Ling Hupo believes that this so-called Final Jin Dynasty should have existed in the period of the Two Jin and Northern Dynasties, and it existed for more than 300 years, but it was not clearly recorded in the historical records, or Zhang Guan Li Dai.

This small mountain village is called Shiyao Village, and more than 60% of the villagers are hunters, which belongs to the jurisdiction of Mayi County, Bingzhou County, and is on the northern border with the Turkic Khanate.

Wars often broke out here, and the Turks frequently crossed the border, and it was nothing new to burn, kill and loot in the territory of the final Jin Dynasty.

As for what to do in the future, it is very simple, it is to survive and find a way to survive.

is not only herself, but also Xiuniang, let her live a good life and live a beautiful life.

But Xiuniang is leaving.

Entering the mother, this is all the sin created by the original owner, what can we say now?

Oh, begging her to stay?

Can she believe it?

When Hu Po thought of this, he was frustrated and helpless.

Outside is a cannibalistic world, a little girl's house, wandering alone, fierce and unlucky.

Of course, maybe people are going to relatives and friends!

Thinking of this, his mood relaxed slightly.

But no matter what, whether there is one person or two people in the family, there must be basic food and clothing.

This, Ling Hupo is not worried.

At present, here is nothing more than clearing the wasteland and farming, going up to the mountains to hunt, these conditions and skills are all existing.

The original owner was born in a family of Orion, and although he grew up and didn't do his job, he was trained by his old father since he was a child, and he still had hunting skills.

In his previous life, Linghu Po was a double champion in archery and fencing, not to mention skills such as archery hunting and sword killing.

As for hunting tools, the whole set is present at home.

The original owner was out hunting today, and he stepped into the air in a daze, threw himself off the cliff and hung up, and as a result, his soul penetrated in.

After thinking about it thoroughly, it was already the third watch in the middle of the night, which made Hupo fall asleep in a daze.

"Whoa..."

The rooster in the stable in the small courtyard crowed for the second or third time.

A carp in Linghupo straightened up and got up.

In an unfamiliar environment, he often can't sleep on the first night, and he can't sleep well.

Pushing open the door of the house and entering the small courtyard, the genius was bright, it should be the fifth watch, that is, around six o'clock in the morning.

He first went to the kitchen, carried two wooden buckets, and went to the Yangsang River, about 100 steps away from his home, to fetch water.

The Yangsang River stretches for hundreds of miles, and the water source comes from the Dayin Mountain Range, which is clear and sweet, benefiting the people.

There is a water tank in the kitchen to hold water, but this is called an 'urn' nowadays, and it is not large, and it only needs two loads of water to fill it.

Filling the water tank, Ling Hupo carried two more buckets of water and put them away.

Then, he raised his firewood knife and began to chop firewood in the yard.

……

When Xiuniang got up and walked out of the house and came to the yard, she was stunned by everything in front of her.

From the kitchen to the mud outside the courtyard, there was a water stain formed by a load of water, and the firewood piled up against the courtyard wall like a hill was freshly chopped.

At this time, Ling Hupo was in the house, carefully inspecting the iron bows, arrows, hunting knives, ropes and other hunting tools hanging on the wall.

The large black iron bow, with its body and string in good condition, shows that the old hunter often went up to the mountains to hunt.

There were only about twenty arrows in the quiver, and after a long time, most of the iron arrows began to rust.

Linghu Po pinned the hunting knife to his waist, put an iron bow, quiver and rope and other tools on his shoulder, and then put a small bamboo basket on his back, and strode out of the house, ready to go into the mountains to hunt.

As soon as he walked into the courtyard, he found Xiuniang standing at the door of the kitchen, looking at himself motionlessly, he smiled and said:

"Xiu'er, I'll go into the mountains now to hunt some prey and come back, go change some fabrics, and make clothes for you."

This is suspected of flattering and selling well, and the sound outside the strings is begging her not to go.

Xiuniang had calmed down at this time and was not moved by him.

Similar words, he had said, similar acts, he had done.

Every time, it was the adoptive father who reprimanded him bitterly, and after the adoptive mother begged, he had a little conscience and was enthusiastic for a long time.

But as soon as he was called by those gambling friends and drunkards, he immediately ran out.

When she came back, she was still the same, drunk, and then beat her, to death.

Thinking of these hateful things, Xiuniang seemed very excited, maybe she was about to leave, she didn't know where she got the courage, and scolded loudly:

"Half a day, your words are at most half a day, you went out early yesterday morning, and you also said that you were going hunting, but what was the result? I didn't think of going home until it was dark, and I came home empty-handed, can I still believe you? ”

These words and expressions were as cold as a basin of cold water poured down from his head, making Hupo feel cold and cold.

He was instantly annoyed.

No matter how he is, he is also a provincial coach, a meritorious athlete, and a figure with a head and a face.

Oh! It's really hard to talk to this girl, and every time it's a hot face and a cold ass.

Hum! If you want to go, let's go, we're not rare!

He stretched into a donkey face, and instead of being annoyed and angry as Xiuniang imagined, he picked up the whole set of hunting tools and strode away.