Li Qingyou was sad and helpless.

Sadly, her adoptive parents who raised her for three years passed away overnight.

The helpless thing is that as a helpless orphan, how can you survive in this ancient world where men are superior to women, women have no social status, and productivity is seriously backward?

Yes, she has traveled through time, and she is an experienced time traveler with three years of experience.

As a tragic and extremely rare female programmer, she fell on the endless overtime battlefield, and when she opened her eyes again, she found herself lying in a mass grave covered with injuries.

It was the kind-hearted Mr. and Mrs. Li who rescued her and raised her for three years.

The old couple had been grieving for many years because their only daughter was lost when she was young. When they saw Li Qingyou, who was ten years old at the time, they thought it was God comforting them from the pain of losing their daughter, so they raised her as their own daughter.

A few days ago, the old couple were discussing an engagement for Li Qingyou and Zhang Tieniu, who lived in the same alley and worked in the county government office, and would marry her in two years when she was old enough.

Who would have thought that such a disaster would come from heaven, Li Qingyou just went out for a while, and when she came back, she saw the old couple hanging from the beam and committing suicide.

The old couple, who were not rich but could still maintain food and clothing, suddenly turned into each other. This also caused a commotion in the small place of Qingshan County. After the autopsy concluded that they committed suicide, all the public opinion pointed the finger at them for some reason.

Li Qingyou.

For a time, rumors spread from the streets to the alleys that Li Qingyou was too tough and had killed his adoptive parents.

There are even those who are worried that the world will not be in chaos, saying that she repays kindness with hatred and seeks wealth and death. Isn't this nonsense?

An adopted daughter is also a daughter. As the only heir, why should she seek for the family's meager wealth and risk the life of the benefactor who saved her and raised her?

Fortunately, the county magistrate is still clear-sighted, otherwise she would have been wronged.

"Miss Li, don't be sad anymore. You can't be resurrected after death, so it's better to take care of yourself." A slightly sharp voice interrupted Li Qingyou's melancholy thoughts. It was Iron Cow Girl who spoke. Compared with the previous warmth, this time

She seemed a little cold, and her title changed from Qingyou to Miss Li.

Human relationships are warm and cold, and the world is cold and cold.

Li Qingyou was more worried than sighing.

Iron Cowgirl's attitude is obvious. It seems that she is not ready to continue the previous engagement between the two families. Without her adoptive parents to rely on, and the Zhang family as a support, she has the status of an orphan and adopted daughter. Next, Li Qingyou will become even more

Walking hard.

"Thank you, Auntie. I want to stay with my parents for a while longer. Uncle Zhang is still waiting at home. Auntie, please go back first." Li Qingyou filled a few more pieces of burning paper into the brazier, and her frail body looked even thinner under her plain clothes.

, fragile and pitiful.

Iron Cowgirl glanced at the slender figure in the snow, shook her head and left.

It's not that she is cruel, she only has a son like Tieniu, so of course she is more afraid that she and Tieniu's father will be killed by this girl.

It was getting late, and Li Qingyou stood up, staggering because he had been kneeling for a long time. He hurriedly steadied himself and bowed deeply to the lonely tombstone in the cold wind.

"The grace of saving my life is greater than heaven. You have raised Qingyou for three years, and you are Qingyou's reborn parents. Qingyou knows that your death was unjust, and I dare not say that I can avenge your injustice, but Qingyou will definitely try his best to find out."

The murderer will avenge you."

No one would commit suicide for no reason. The old couple must have been killed by someone.

The road was slippery in the snow, and the already bumpy ground was covered with a thin layer of ice, making it even harder to walk.

Li Qingyou walked back carefully and quickly. After passing the mass grave in front of her, she walked two miles to Qingshan County. She had to go back before the city gate closed.

The mass grave lived up to its name. There were gusty winds all around. The sound of the wind was tearing at people's nerves like a ghost's howl. The white snow covered the putrid smell but could not cover the dense bones. A few wild dogs bit the bloody corpses and occasionally jumped up.

A ball of blue phosphorus fire.

Li Qingyou was anxious and afraid.

The more you fear something, the more likely it will come.

A wild dog that suddenly jumped out was sticking out its steaming tongue, baring its fangs, and looked at her sternly, as if deciding where to bite.

"Ah..." The shrill scream resounded through the sky, frightening away the wild dogs and also frightening out a person.

etc.

people?

Li Qingyou rubbed the pain in her lower back, looked at the person falling from the sky, and then looked at the big tree behind her. Just now she fell into the ditch and hit the tree. Did this person fall from the tree?

Then look at the other person lying face down on the snow, wearing an emerald green jacket and skirt, with loose hair, and bare feet. He looks like a child of about eight or nine years old.

Is the jacket made of brocade material, or does it belong to a girl from a wealthy family?

"Are you okay?" Li Qingyou bravely took two steps forward, put his hand under the girl's nose, and could vaguely feel her weak breathing, "Little sister?"

The girl remained motionless. Li Qingyou moved forward and pushed her shoulder, "Where do you live from? Why are you here? Your family members are nearby, ah..."

It's blood!

Then he looked at the slender, palm-long cut on the girl's shoulder. The blood inside had soaked into the fabric, and after a period of oxidation, it had turned black.

It's a stab wound.

On a winter night, in a mass grave, a rich girl with a knife wound is seen on a tree.

Li Qingyou's hair stood on edge, her body reacted before her brain, and she turned around and ran away.

After running out of the mass grave in one breath, Li Qingyou held up her knees and gasped for air. The city gate was in sight in the distance, and she had just enough time to rush back.

The snowy night was silent, and several sudden screams of dog barking behind him tore through the tranquility of the night. Several wild dogs were fighting for a rotten thigh. The sharp dog teeth peeled off the bones and flesh, and the dense white bone stubble was adhered to the blood. It was bloody.

The air mixed with the rotten smell was like substance, hitting him head on.

Li Qingyou shuddered, and the rotten leg in his eyes turned into the girl just now. The girl was still breathing when she left.

If she hadn't hit the tree, the girl would still be hiding on it. Maybe her family would have come to rescue her and she wouldn't have to face the threat of these hungry wild dogs.

After a battle between heaven and man, Li Qingyou looked at the mass grave with struggle in his eyes, stamped his feet, turned around and walked back, "Do you know that your good intentions were struck by lightning? You haven't even shaken off the shit yourself. What a shame."

What's up……"

He complained about being nosy, but his steps became much more brisk.

Li Qingyou did not rush in. She hid under a big tree and looked around carefully. She came back to save people, not to die.

Where do ordinary people get knife wounds?

Of course, the possibility of accidental injury cannot be ruled out, so be careful.

After a while, after confirming that no one was nearby, Li Qingyou quickly ran over, picked up two stones, scared away the two wild dogs that tried to get close to the girl, and ran up to her.

Grab the girl's cold little hands, turn around, put them on your shoulders, and walk away.

The north wind was blowing in a swirling direction, and it was like a knife being cut on the face, which was painful. The thick cotton clothes could not resist the cold wind, and it went straight into the seams of the bones.

It's so cold.
Chapter completed!