Chihiro Prefecture is a mountain town, it rained for a few days, and the wind blew again at dawn, and every house slept behind closed doors, and the streets were empty.

Jin Chu got up quietly, curled her hair in the dark, and made some makeup on her face to cover it up, for fear of being discovered, she didn't dare to light the lamp, so she only felt the powder box and rouge and applied it on her face.

Whether it's good or bad, you must leave today.

Jin Chu was skinned by the woman in red and thrown down the mountain stream, cramped and narrow, unable to see a trace of skylight, and the boundless darkness overwhelmed his mind and drowned everything.

Xu is her life should not be extinguished, the little golden snake suddenly transformed after thawing, vomited out a bead, fed the bead into her mouth, and stripped off a dead man's clothes, gritted his teeth and tore off a piece of his most tender skin, pasted it on her face, and tinkered for a long time before nodding with satisfaction.

However, the lightning was taken away by the woman in red, and she was plucked, and the two of them were really sad for a few days.

Jin Chu gave full play to the characteristics of her little koi, and in only ten days, her face was seven or eight points better, and Zhaocai climbed up from the bottom of the cliff with Jin Chu on her back, but as soon as she showed up, she was taken back by the people guarding the edge of the cliff.

Because his appearance was ruined, and he was wearing the clothes of the medical girl Ye Qingcheng, he was forcibly sent to Ye's house without saying anything.

Jin Chu inexplicably changed his identity, or the little widow who killed her husband on the way to marriage, jumped off the cliff, lost her memory, and was disfigured.

She listened to the window for a while, and the front yard was silent, presumably seeing her mother-in-law dozing off.

Gently plug in the deadbolt, go into the utility room, and step on the stool to reach the small hanging window on the wall.

The window was so narrow that it was so high that ordinary people couldn't reach the window frame when they stood on the ground.

Ye Tingcheng was born in a scholarly family, she was called a prodigy since she was a child, she is not only proficient in medical skills, but also climbs trees and walls, rides horses in the water, and some deviates from the standards of everyone's ladies.

Jin Chu deftly stepped on the stool and climbed the window frame, and climbed to it with both arms and legs, and then rode on the window frame with a cat.

As soon as the sky was bright, the backyard was quiet, looking down at the one-person high ground, Jin Chu took a deep breath.

In the past two days, she has been hungry with soft hands and feet, and she has exhausted her last strength by climbing the window, so if she jumps like this, will she break her leg?

When he was hesitating, footsteps sounded on the bluestone road, accompanied by the sound of a maid.

"Yu Mama get up! The Song family is mourning today, and the lord told him to send the young lady over earlier! ”

When Jin Chu heard these words, he gritted his teeth and jumped down, but he was starved for a few days, his arms were weak, and he fell down.

"It hurts me!"

Jin Chu lay on his back on the ground, touched a few small pebbles under him, and couldn't help but hum in pain.

Turned over and got up, muttering as he walked: "What Lao Tzu, I just sent my daughter to live and be widowed......"

After scolding for a while, he remembered that Zhaocai was still locked in the firewood room, and hurriedly ran to the firewood room again.

Even if Zhaocai shines on the face of the female corpse and makes her look a little like Ye Chengcheng, it can be regarded as saving the daughter of the Ye family, the Ye family is not grateful, and they are afraid that the matter will be exposed, so they lock up Zhaocai together.

Jin Chu was lying on the window of the firewood room and looking in, she didn't dare to shout rashly, she was secretly anxious, and a pair of snake eyes were very good at beckoning, and she saw her first: "Jin Chu, is it you?" ”

"It's me, Zhaocai, are you alright?"

Jin Chu breathed a sigh of relief, unscrewed the lock on the door, and said in a low voice: "Hurry up, the mother-in-law guarding the door can't see me, and she will chase after me soon!" ”

"Wait a minute."

Zhaocai was hungry enough for the past two days, and it was dizzy that it was not easy to stand firm, and he picked up a firewood knife hanging on the wall, and followed Jin Chu leisurely.

Looking at Zhaocai's fat figure but twisting the waist of the water snake, Jin Chu couldn't help but smile, and his mood became better.

"You wait at the back door first, I'll go get something to eat."

Pushing open the kitchen door in the dark, Jin Chu touched a few leftover steamed buns from yesterday, and couldn't help but pick up one and bite it hard, it was dry and hard, and she choked several times before she gasped.

As soon as he walked to the back door, he heard a scream, and then a snap, which made Jin Chu tremble.

Just when Yu Yu's mother-in-law kicked open the door and didn't see Ye Chengcheng, she guessed that she had fled, afraid of being punished for dereliction of duty, and chased to the back door, and happened to meet Zhaocai standing there looking around, and immediately screamed.

Before she could call someone, a palm wind came to her face, and a crisp sound hit her face. The old woman who hit her directly spit out two teeth and couldn't scream.

Jin Chu gestured to Zhaocai, signaling her not to waste time, Zhaocai nodded to show understanding, twisted Yu Pozi's hands, pulled out her trouser belt to tie it, and threatened: "If you shout again, I will send you to the West Heaven!" ”

Mrs. Yu was so frightened that she sat on the ground and muttered, "Dead girl-"

Zhaocai picked up the firewood knife and hit Yu Pozi's head with the back of the knife, looked at her and passed out, kicked hard, and Yu Pozi's body drew a beautiful arc in the air.

Zhaocai Chongjin beckoned: "Okay." ”

Jin Chu swallowed, his eyes looking at Zhaocai as if he had seen a monster, but he quickly regained his composure.

The front yard was already in a commotion, and the Song family was afraid that she would appear as a widow and compete for the family property at the funeral, and she would be noisy at the gate.

Jin Chu signaled Zhaocai to open the door, Zhaocai understood, picked up the firewood knife in his hand, aimed at the door bolt and slashed hard, the broken wooden door was vulnerable, and fell down with a bang, setting off a cloud of dust.

Jin Chu was choked and coughed twice, waved his hand to scatter the dust in front of him, but there was a loud shout in his ears: "What person? How dare you damage someone's door panel at will? ”

Jin Chu only left someone to guard the Ye family at the back door, and couldn't help but feel tight, and when the dust cleared, he saw clearly that it was a half-old child who was shouting, about twelve or thirteen years old, dressed in dark green shorts, like an entourage.

The horse beneath him was frightened and trampled on its hooves uneasily.

"Hey, why don't you answer?"

The young man raised his horsewhip and pointed at Zhaocai, and found that she was holding a firewood knife in her fierce hand, and hurriedly drew the sword at her waist.

Zhaocai held a firewood knife in front of Jinchu, and his eyes were fixed on the long sword in the hand of the little guy.

Jin Chu stabilized his mind, looked behind the little guy, and was stunned.

A large hat obscured the man's eyebrows, revealing only the straight bridge of his nose and thin lips.

The man was draped in a gray crane, and the silk robe inside greeted the faint morning light, glowing with delicate light, and he was holding a tightly wrapped child in his arms.

Seeing that Jin Chu didn't speak, the man stared at himself, feeling insulted, snorted coldly, tightened the reins of the horse and took a few steps back, raised his hand to stop the little guy who wanted to continue to ask, and ordered, "Let's go." ”

As soon as he turned around, Jin Chu saw a pair of black eyes under the brim of his hat, cold and cold, without any emotion, and the child in his arms cried like a kitten.