Dajin, 25th year of Daye

Shangjing Washing Clothes Hospital

In the dark and damp room, a thin child with a scattered face was lying on the ground, with something smashed on the forehead, and blood flowed down from the wound and dripped on the hay beneath her. Not far away, two rough and tall men were surrounding a woman with her hands. The woman was in her early twenties, with her thin and haggard face full of wood and her eyes full of despair. Crystal tears kept falling from the corners of her eyes to fall to the ground.

The man couldn't help but become even more excited when he saw her appearance, "Haha, look... this is the eldest princess of Emperor Apocalypse."

Another man smiled and said, "What princess? It's just a woman that our four princes don't want."

"That's right, which woman in this laundry yard is not a princess or a lady, isn't she just for us to play with?"

The two men are just guards outside the washing garden. However, the women in the washing garden cannot be called humans in the Northern Jin Dynasty. The people of the Northern Jin Dynasty do not care about chastity, and from time to time, guards come in and do not control these poor women. Poor women are originally noble girls with noble identities. Once they fall, there are many people who commit suicide. But there are always people who struggle to survive.

The woman suddenly opened her eyes wide, looked behind the two men steadily, and then shook her head violently. However, this move made the two men laugh even more unrestrainedly. They were not worried that the voice would be heard outside, and no one would care about the people in the laundry yard even if they heard it.

No! No! No!

The woman shook her head, her eyes filled with horror and begging. Her eyes passed through the shoulders of the two men and fell behind them.

Not far behind them, the torn and undressed child had stood up at some point. The wound on the forehead was still slowly oozing out blood, but his eyes were so sharp that it was not like a twelve or thirteen-year-old child. She was holding a wooden hairpin in her hand, and she had just raised her hand until she saw the extreme fear and sorrow in the woman's eyes, and then hesitated and slowly let it go.

The two men on the ground were already enjoying themselves, and stood up with satisfaction. When they turned around, they were startled to see the child in front of them. One of them smiled and said, "Speaking of it, I heard that this little ghost is also a princess." As he said that, he walked towards the child. The woman on the ground rushed to the child regardless of her embarrassment and immediately rushed to the child to block her behind her, crying and said, "No! Please! She is still a child! You can find me, look for me."

Another man looked at the child's dirty appearance with some disgust and said, "Forget it. This little guy heard that he is the youngest daughter of Emperor Apocalypse. The princes will definitely come and leave in the future. It seems that there is not a few taels of meat yet, so it is better to find a woman than her."

The man who spoke first gave up thinking about it. This little devil looked short, ugly, dirty, and really had no fun. Even if the woman in the Northern Jin Dynasty was rough, she looked at her womanly, and she was much more feminine than her.

The two of them tidied up their clothes and turned around and went out. No one saw the child's hands behind him and the hairpin in her hands. The fierce murderous intent flashed through the child's drooping eyes.

As soon as the two men left, the woman immediately became soft on the ground. The child hesitated for a moment, but still squatted down and helped her up, asking, "Are you... okay?"

The woman kept crying and grabbed the child's hand tightly and cried, "Qing'er, what should I do? What should I do? My sister is too tired and really doesn't want to live anymore, but... but what should you do? What should I do in my life? My sister can't take care of you for a few days."

The child pursed his lips and said, "I will take care of myself."

The woman shook her head repeatedly, "Poor Qing'er, why did you give birth? I have lived a few good days, but you have grown up in this washing dean since childhood. From now on... I really hope that you will never grow up. However, my sister really can't stand it anymore. When the mother wanted to kill you, I couldn't bear it. But I didn't know... was it for your own good or that she harmed you."

"Sister...Sister..." The child moved the corners of his lips and held her hand and said, "We will go out."

The woman shook her head in despair and said, "Where can you go when you go out? Qing'er, my sister is tired... I will depend on you in the future. You have grown up here since you were young and you should know the fate of us. If you really can't live... that's fine. My grandmother died, my mother's mother died, and my cousin 16th went there yesterday. What are we... still alive to do?"

A wisp of blood overflowed from her lips, and the woman's face gradually faded.

The child was shocked, "Sister?! What's wrong with you?"

The woman looked at her with compassion, raised her hand and gently stroked her dusty little face, with a somewhat relieved smile on her face, "Forget it... My Qing'er must be the most beautiful girl in the world. What a pity, I won't see it in the future."

"Please cheer up, we will escape!" The child held her wrist tightly, but his heart sank.

A faint light flashed in the woman's eyes, "Okay, I will definitely escape. Qing'er, escape."

"Sister..." The child suddenly turned red and looked at the woman who was gradually losing her anger in his arms with some sadness.

The woman held her hand, took out two jade pendants tremblingly, and said, "Hold on... If one day, you can go back to the Apocalypse. Tell my father... Lingxi, want to go home..." The thin hand slowly dropped, and the woman gradually closed her eyes, and a tear slowly fell from the corner of her eyes...

The child reached out and grabbed the jade pendant that fell from the woman's hand. The best ones should never appear in such a dark and dilapidated place. No one knew how she preserved it. The two identical white jades were carved with phoenix patterns, but one on the back was engraved with the word Lingxi, and next to it was engraved with: Giving the eldest daughter's robe. The other one was still empty, and only the Giving the little girl's robe was engraved below.

Looking at the dead woman for a long time, she gently stroked her beautiful face and tidied up her clothes for her. Then she put away two pieces of white jade and stood up and walked out.

In the yard, a group of worn-out women were doing heavy work with a blank expression. These women were all thin and had beautiful faces. It was just that long-term work made the fresh beauty of the women they lost early, and they could only faintly see a bit of the past style from the outline. Seeing the children coming out of it, some people could not help but reveal a bit of sadness and sorrow in their eyes. They all knew what was happening inside. But more were numbness and confusion.

Several stout women with obvious different appearances stood on the side to monitor. When they saw her coming out, they immediately looked over, and the child said coldly: "My sister is dead."

One of the women was stunned and soon waved his hand indifferently and said, "If you die, you will die. Just find someone to carry it out and bury it. When will no one die in this yard?"

The child glanced over the talking woman with a stern look and walked out. After a while, two guards came in and carried the dead woman out. The child immediately followed him, and the woman in charge immediately shouted, "What are you doing!"

"I want to watch my sister be buried." The child's eyes were a bit stubborn and firm.

The woman sneered and said sarcastically, "Middle? It's just thrown outside to feed wild wolves. What kind of burial is the humble southerner?"

The child stared at her stubbornly, and the woman felt a little uncomfortable when she saw her, and waved impatiently: "Go, go, go, you can't do much work."

The child then slowly looked away and turned around to follow the person carrying the body.

The two guards did not care about a twelve or thirteen-year-old child following him. They wrapped the body in a broken mat and walked out. They walked through the long corridor, walked through the remote and deserted yard, and then left the gate. At this time, the sky was dark, and there was a sinkhole not far from the gate. The bodies carried out from the washing yard were thrown directly inside.

When the two of them threw the body in, they clapped their hands and wanted to turn around. Unexpectedly, a strong push came from behind. One of them rolled down immediately after unstable. The other was shocked and turned around, "You..."

A sharp thing cut his throat. He opened his eyes wide in horror and looked at the dirty child in front of him. For the first time, he saw the child's cold and sharp eyes clearly.

The two guards stood by the sinkhole, but the child was about a foot taller than them, just so that the short child could steadily send the hairpin into her throat. The little hand that stabbed without hesitation without a trace of trembling, and the cold and indifferent eyes were definitely not something that a child who had killed someone for the first time could have.

"you…"

The child said, "My name is Chu Ling, don't forget to go to the underworld."

The man fell backwards and fell to the bottom of the pit where many corpses were lying.

The man who had fallen before he got up was smashed by a corpse on his head and fell down immediately. When he sat up again, he saw the dirty child above holding a stone looking at him coldly.

"No...don't..." The man looked at the dirty child above in horror.

The child showed a cold smile, and the stone in his hand smashed towards the man's forehead without hesitation. Although she looked only twelve or thirteen years old, her accurate head was very amazing. Across three or four feet apart, the stone fell steadily on the man's head, and blood was splattering everywhere.

After killing two people in a while, the child still had no expression on his face. His breath was a little confused, and his health was too poor.

She looked at the body of the woman at the bottom of the pit for a while and whispered: "Chu...Fuyi, sister. I can't take you away now, but... I swear in the name of the Blood Fox that one day, I will come back to take you away."

After saying that, the child turned around and ran quickly towards the distance. The dark twilight made her almost merge with the night. After running for two miles, she plunged into the gurgling river water in front of her with neat skills.

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