Mo Zhenzhen recognized him at first sight, he looked five or six points similar to the second young master she had seen, he was a little old but it did not hinder his own temperament, he was really the kind of man who grew more and more popular.

The other party saw her, and then a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, and his eyes subconsciously followed her.

This old man Qiao seems to have some interest in Mo Zhenzhen, like a target who can be attacked.

But Mo Zhenzhen just glanced at him, and then disappeared.

After Mo Zhenzhen escaped from half of Qiao's house, she finally triggered a small space.

The moment she entered the space, she felt it, because it was winter in the small space this time, and it was cold and cold, and it was half a palm-thick snow here.

This time, the courtyard was very depressed and desolate, and everywhere was white.

Mo Zhenzhen wore little, and when the cold wind blew, she shivered with cold.

Such an environment was not good for her, so she took a quick look around, inside and outside the house, in front of and behind the house, and even inside the covered snowdrift layer.

Nothing.

There is no one in this courtyard, and there seems to be nothing special around, the only thing that makes people feel special is that there is a well in this courtyard, and the well has been covered with snow.

Mo Zhenzhen trembled and found a shelter to find a way, she couldn't stay here forever, she had to find a way to get out.

It's just that this winter is too cold, and Mo Zhenzhen's brain seems to be a little sluggish.

Could it be that something is wrong with her thoughts?

Mo Zhenzhen searched for the problem over and over again in her heart, but she couldn't detect any clues.

Just when she was frozen and had no time to think about anything else, and was about to start demolishing the house and making a fire, suddenly a flower appeared in front of her eyes, and the small space was refreshed!

She returned to the state where she had just entered the courtyard, and shivered again when the cold wind blew, but Mo Zhenzhen's heart moved, and she began to look at the dilapidated courtyard again.

The refresh of the small space means that the 'plot' recorded in the small space is over, and the small space has started a new cycle.

So what is recorded in this small space? Is it just snow and cold?

Mo Zhenzhen hugged herself, she felt that something was wrong.

The cold in this small space is abnormal.

The set Mo Zhenzhen is wearing is not an ordinary dress but a prop, aside from the function of this dress itself, it is actually very 'thick'.

First, a complete set of robes, plus a robe that looked like jewels.

To inlay so many jewels into the robe, first of all, the fabric of the robe must be thick, and the lighter fabrics cannot support those jewels.

So these two things add up, in fact, it is very cold-resistant, and it does not sweat when it is hot, which is its singularity.

But now, in such a small space, Mo Zhenzhen felt cold as soon as the wind blew, as if she was wearing a very light and thin dress, and the wind blew through.

This is not normal.

As if to confirm her guess, Mo Zhenzhen wrapped the thick robe around her hand.

Feeling the cold feeling of scraping like a steel knife on the back of his hand, Mo Zhenzhen once again confirmed the guess in his heart.

This kind of cold, not normal.

Rubbing her hands, Mo Zhenzhen began to look for wood to make a fire.

It's very simple to make a fire, she doesn't have to think too much in a small space, she can just light the dilapidated house.

Most ancient houses were made of wood, and this one was no exception, and it burned very quickly, and the flames spread quickly, and the raging fire made Mo Zhenzhen feel a trace of warmth.

The firelight shone in her eyes, which gave Mo Zhenzhen a new idea, but thinking about the other players who had not appeared, Mo Zhenzhen suppressed the idea of arson again.

Again, she had to at least figure out where the players who entered the world with her went.

The raging fire quickly faded from its prime, and after a while the fire became embers, and the cold seemed to grow more and more unbearable.

Mo Zhenzhen didn't look at the wreckage of the house that had disappeared, but raised her feet and came to the well in the courtyard.

This well is very ordinary, you can tell that it has been abandoned for a long time, there is snow in the well, and I don't know if the well water is frozen, or if it is just a dry well.

Mo Zhenzhen suddenly remembered the nurse, who died by starvation in a dry well.

At that time, Mo Zhenzhen didn't take this to heart, because her cognition told her that it was wrong.

People will die of dehydration for three days, but they can live for a long time without anything to eat, which means that if they are thrown into a dry well, they are very likely to die of thirst first without food or drink.

So this nurse was starved to death, and she directly denied it in her heart.

But what if it's a snowy day and there's snow in the well?

Mo Zhenzhen also felt that this was impossible, because he was thrown into a dry well in the winter, not to mention dying of thirst and starvation, and it was very likely that people would be frozen to death first.

It's just that Mo Zhenzhen stared at the bottom of the well for a while, and decided to go down and have a look.

Mo Zhenzhen took out a roll of rope and tied it to the mouth of the well, and then went down the rope.

After going down into the well, the biting cold was a little less, at least the wind could not blow in.

Mo Zhenzhen slid down quickly, and she soon fell safely to the bottom of the well.

As soon as his feet fell, he sank, not because the snow in the well was particularly thick, but because there was something else at the bottom of the well.

Mo Zhenzhen leaned down and touched the bottom of the well, and when she picked up the snow, it was a dead leaf.

Leaves? ……

Mo Zhenzhen squatted down and dug down, digging almost half a meter deep, and Mo Zhenzhen touched a piece of fabric.

It was a thick cotton garment, the fabric was good, and the cotton inside was also very soft, and at first glance it was the clothes worn by some decent people, but it was a little dirty.

Mo Zhenzhen picked up the dead leaves and snow along the clothes, and then met the nurse and stared at her.

This nurse was already skinny, and as soon as her face was revealed, she pounced on Mo Zhenzhen, but Mo Zhenzhen was already prepared, stuck her neck and didn't let her move, and the whole person was pressed on the body of this dry and thin grandmother.

This grandma was fluttering, but her fluttering strength was not great, and Mo Zhenzhen kept pinching her neck and didn't open her mouth to beg for mercy, she just stared at Mo Zhenzhen, as if she wanted to remember her firmly.

Mo Zhenzhen also stared at her, and after a while, Mo Zhenzhen suddenly bullied forward and bent down to approach, because of Mo Zhenzhen's sudden approach, the grandmother even stopped struggling.

Mo Zhenzhen doesn't have any special habits when she gets close to this mama, she just wants to look through this mama's eyes to see who she really is in the eyes of this mama.

In those wide-eyed eyes, Mo Zhenzhen saw her current appearance.

The eyes were gouged out, the cloak was scattered, this face Mo Zhenzhen had seen, it was the appearance of the grapes turning into ghosts.

And this grandmother stared at her directly, struggling desperately without saying a word, and there was an answer.

This grandmother was scared, her eyes widened because she was frightened, and she didn't say a word or beg for mercy, firstly, she was frightened and speechless, and secondly, because she knew that even if she begged for mercy, it was useless.

(End of chapter)