For the time being... safe.

The strength of my body dissipated, and my legs and feet couldn't lift them even if they wanted to. They were so sore and soft, as if they were no longer my own.

She is tired, hungry and sleepy.

The mountain wind blew, and the wet fabric was pressed against the body, making A Yao feel excited and dispel her sleepiness.

The danger of human beings is gone, but there is also the danger of mountains and forests. You cannot sleep tightly in this place.

"I was clearly running in the gym, so why did I come to this ghost place in the blink of an eye?" A Yao shook her head, she couldn't figure it out.

Like other ordinary office workers, she is also sub-healthy, so she goes to the gym to exercise, jog on the treadmill, and then blinks everything changes.

Why did she have the decisive idea of ​​"will rather die than go back"?

As soon as this thought arose, a scene emerged in my mind.

The thin child stood by the door and looked out. A few people talked in the room: "Look at our Liuya, don't look at people who can really work."

"Just her? Her hair is sparse, she doesn't have a few taels of meat all over her body, only 500 mins, and there is no more."

She heard her name and touched her head, as if she didn't have a few hairs?

"I always have money! I can't get less. I said, this girl is very capable and doesn't eat much."

“600 texts.”

"Ha, let's go, let's go, I won't sell it anymore. 600 yuan. She works at home more than that. We will have bride money in the future."

"Hey, the price is easy to negotiate..."

After whining again, I finally clapped my hands.

Not long after, a child came over and muttered in her ear. She fell to the ground in fear and looked pale. After cooking that night, she took the opportunity to hide a pair of flint scythes and a sweet potato and wait for an opportunity to escape.

Then she came.

sweet potato?

In my memory, the child hid sweet potatoes and flints in his arms, hoping that they would not fall out when crossing the river.

A Yao groped, but she didn't expect that there was a bulging hard object in her arms!

The sweet potato was hidden around the waist, tightly tied by the belt. Perhaps the focus was on running away at that time, but instead ignored the feeling at the waist.

God will not destroy me!

The original body is very smart. Although she escaped in a hurry, she brought flints and sweet potatoes. She was worried about how to spend the long night in this dangerous forest. Now it is good, there is fire and food, and she can rest for a night and accumulate strength before leaving.

He dug a hole and put the dead branches of the fallen leaves and piled up. A Yao used the pair of flint scythes to rub downwards. Mars fell on the dead leaves and disappeared quickly. Even smoke did not arise. She tried several times again and finally started a small fire.

The fire illuminated her face and the heat rushed towards her.

Wash the hands and branches, pass through the sweet potato, place it on the fire to bake, and gradually overflow the sweet potato. She leaned closer and sniffed deeply, and her stomach clamored and urged. She turned to the other side, and the fragrance became stronger and stronger. When she saw white smoke coming out of the skin, she quickly took it back and couldn't wait to break the sweet potato in half.

The sweet potato that just came off the fire was very hot. A Yao put half of it on her clothes, greedy for the warmth it brought, but she refused to put the other half. She exchanged her left and right hands. When it cooled a little, she peeled off the outer skin and exposed the golden pulp.

I took a small bite and the hot flesh of the melon and the sweet taste of the sand, like the taste of my grandma roasted sweet potatoes for her in the countryside in my childhood. She missed her home and wanted to go home very much.

She let the sweet potatoes be eaten slowly, and she ate them in six or seven bites. A Yao licked her mouth, but she still had half of her left, which was for tomorrow to eat.

A Yao wiped away the tears from her face and turned to look over the stream. She was dark and there was no one chasing her again.

The worries disappeared for the time being. But she still couldn't let go and found a branch half a person tall and two fingers thick to tease the fire. When the branches also burned and acted as a torch, she shone on the tree.

She was afraid of snakes on the tree.

That night, A Yao did not dare to close her eyes, shrank herself into a ball, constantly adding firewood to the fire, listening to the dead branches making crackling sounds in the fire, looking around from time to time to cheer herself up.

It was a wonderful feeling to watch the sky gradually getting brighter. The east was white, the clouds in the sky were dyed with colorful rays, but it was late at night to the west.

As the first ray of dawn shone, the scenery deep in the forest began to see clearly.

It's time to move on.

A Yao saw the reflection in the water by the stream, and was stunned for a while. Suddenly, she scooped a handful of water and poured it on her face. The cold stream water was very awake. She wiped away the water from her face randomly, picked large leaves and filled it with water, put it on the fire, and waited for thin smoke to float on the water surface, and water droplets as big as shrimp eyes condensed under the water, and couldn't wait to pour it into her mouth.

Extinguish the fire and fill the pits, put away the flint and flint sickle, and walk down the stream.

The further you go, the less water the stream is.

I don’t know how long I had been walking, but the shadow was trampled under her feet. She heard someone talking not far away. Her first reaction was to find a big tree to hide and look over.

The fat monk in a patched robe carried two empty wooden barrels down the mountain and walked towards the stream, "Damn it, he is all good things, he is only one who is hard and tired, and he is all counting on me."

A Yao watched him come, watched him leave, and quietly followed.

The fat monk sneered and panted and pushed the door into the temple.

A Yao looked up halfway up the mountain, and the stone steps led straight to Renguang Temple where he was hiding in the woods. He turned around and confirmed that no one was chasing him. He thought about the argument and walked into the temple.

The temple gate was half closed, and she pushed it open and entered.

Ancient trees were planted beside them, with lush branches and leaves, and the yard was covered with dead branches and leaves. When they stepped on it, they rustled. The cauldron burned incense, and they were facing the Buddhist temple. There was no one except her.

This feeling is a bit strange.

She bowed to the Buddha and heard the Buddha's name.

The burly middle-aged monk in a cassock walked out of the Buddhist temple and looked A Yao up and down: "This little donor, why are you here alone? Where are your parents?"

A Yao didn't like his eyes, and was inexplicably disgusted. She fooled her with her thoughts: "The girl from Xin has been ill and was separated from her parents. She didn't expect to find a temple here. She asked the master to kindly take in Xin girls for a while. If her parents haven't come today, Xin girls will go down the mountain and go back tomorrow morning."

His eyes were sharp, as if he wanted to see through her, and then he smiled and said, "Buddhist has the virtue of being alive. Come with me, little donor."

He led the way in front, and she followed her, and she did not meet other monks or believers along the way.

A Yao was very uncomfortable. In her previous life, if she was with someone close to her, she would only pay attention to the surrounding environment. For this reason, she had been scolded by two people at home, but if she was alone, she paid special attention to Zhou Feng's movements, especially when she had contact with men.

"Master, why don't you see anyone else?" she asked.

"Ha, everyone else is preparing lunch. Little donor, you rest here first, and I will have someone to deliver food to you later." The monk pushed open the door of the room and asked A Yao to rest inside.

After he left, A Yao's eyes were slightly deeper and she was walking in the wing room. There was a bed and bedding, and she was slight.

There was no idea of ​​going to sleep.

This temple is a bit strange.

But what's the wonder?
Chapter completed!