At Shuijingkou Street near the city gate, Xin's courtyard, just like the previous half month, sounded the children's crying and the screams of women on time, which caused dissatisfaction among neighbors.

Since the daughter of the Xin family committed suicide by jumping into a well and being rescued, she seems to be a little crazy. She is no longer as well-behaved and obedient as before. In the past half month, the Xin family has been very uneasy.

The neighbors who were getting up early were washing clothes in the canal. When they heard the Xin family's chaos, a woman glanced at the other side and said casually: "Xin Xiu's mother is also a crime. See what Xin Xiu's good child is like."

A woman sitting on the stone pier upstream said, "Can stepmother behave like her biological mother? She either beats or scolds her. She lets her do all kinds of work and does not give anyone enough food. Can her biological mother do this?"

"No matter how Hongxiang treats her children, she can't go to the well. Some eat and wear food, but why can't she live like this? She is unfilial!" an older woman snorted.

The pointed-faced woman across the canal slammed the clothes in her hand and interrupted, "Let's ignore these things for now. Do you think Xin Xiu is like being possessed by evil spirits? I think she must have bumped into something unclean in the well."

She put down her clothes, waved her hands and said, "You know, a few days ago, I saw her sitting on the roof, motionless and not making any sound. She looked like that, oh, it was so scary!"

Xin Xiu, the little girl from the Xin family, used to be the cleanest and most beautiful girl on the street. She was quiet and didn't even dare to speak loudly. Her stepmother Hongxiang treated her badly when she entered the door. She swallowed her anger. No matter how uncomfortable she felt, she just hid and cried.

But since she jumped into the well, Xin Xiu has become a human being, no different from those idle hooligans on the street. She doesn't work, so she runs around the street all day long, watching the children from the east fighting grass, watching the children from the west playing crickets, and occasionally standing on the stage of the neighboring street to watch big shows. It's only one day that she goes home in the evening.

Her stepmother Hongxiang would teach her a lesson at first, but later she didn't dare because every time she beat Xin Xiu, Xin Xiu would hit her son. Hongxiang saw her strong baby son crying for the first time when she saw her handsome son being beaten and she felt so distressed. When she saw Xin Xiu, whose face was swollen by herself, she could still smile at her.

"I will hit your son no matter how you hit me." The little girl didn't care about the wound on her face at all, and said with a smile. After saying that, she went out to show off her face with the hit face, which caused a lot of rumors, which made Hongxiang feel so angry that she felt so angry.

Hongxiang has always been a cheating guy, but now Xin Xiu can cheat more than her. She cried in front of her own man Xin Da, saying that her daughter was disobedient. As a result, Xin Xiu lies at the door of the house and shouts that her biological mother has gone early, and that her father and stepmother want to force her to death together.

"It's not a solution to continue like this." Hongxiang sat by the bed, wiping tears, and pushed Xin Da and asked him to think of a solution.

Xin Da sat there rubbing his hands, not knowing what to do. What can he do if his daughter turns into this. After a while, he said in a muffled voice: "I told you not to always beat her and scold her. Now, she ran to jump into the well and her mind broke in the well."

Hongxiang cried even louder, "I am a stepmother, so I can't be a stepmother! I asked her to do some work, and she would be dead if she said a few words. I didn't starve to death and beat her to death. She was looking for death by herself, so I have to blame me too!"

"Okay, OK, it's big night, stop crying, go to bed." Xin Da didn't want to fight with her, so he went to bed and covered his quilt on his head.

Hongxiang pulled his quilt unyieldingly and was anxious, "Wait, I haven't finished talking yet!"

"I think she didn't break her brain or hit dirty things. We must find a way to cure her, otherwise we really can't live this life."

Xin Dama frowned, "What do you want?" Although he had this guess in his heart, he still didn't want to believe that his daughter would encounter such a thing. After being told by his wife, he felt a little unhappy.

Hongxiang hurriedly said: "Tomorrow is the birth of the Immortal Spirit. Isn't the Immortal Temple doing rituals for free? I'll go to the Immortal Temple to ask for a fairy prince to come to my house..."

Xin Xiu squatted under Xin Da and Hongxiang's window and listened for a while. When he heard this, he scratched the mosquito bag on his feet and thought to himself: Hey, my time travel is not the subject of your gods.

She couldn't hear anything anymore, so she hugged and sneaked back to her house. The house was low and dilapidated. It was changed from the woodshed room before. The house was already cramped, and the chicken pen next door was still there. The smell was amazing.

Xin Xiu misses her doghouse very much, which is as comfortable as heaven compared to this place. She also misses a wide variety of takeaways. She even begins to miss the dishes in the company canteen that she once despised. The express delivery network, all kinds of convenient things, and even the family who are not very happy to get along with, look so cute compared to Xin Xiu's family in this world.

Unfortunately, people can only realize the goodness of that thing after losing something, and they don’t know how to cherish it when they are used to it.

She touched her stomach to comfort her hungry stomach, and she thought about where to go tomorrow to eat and drink, and then what to do in the future.

She hasn't been able to go back for half a month. If she can't go back for the rest of her life, would she really be her daughter here? Judging from her 26 years of experience as a daughter, there is a high chance of being angered to death as her parents. She has always suspected that her father's high blood pressure was caused by her. Now, she will never be angry anymore.

Xin Xiu couldn't understand why she had reached such an unknown era and dynasty and became a fifteen-year-old girl. If this was the farming route, she would not be able to starve to death if she was not diligent in all her limbs and grains.

As she thought about it, she fell asleep. When she opened her eyes, it was dawn again. Her sleep quality was probably infected by her former roommates, and it has always been very good.

I walked out to rinse my mouth and wash my face, and went to the kitchen to find something to eat. The stepmother didn't scream and stopped her today. She probably wanted to find the fairy prince to get rid of her, a lonely ghost, and planned to give her a full meal temporarily. Xin Xiu was not polite, so she took two extra steamed buns and solved the lunch and supper together.

The people here only eat two meals a day, and the Xin family is relatively poor, and the stepmother is still watching her tightly. She has not been able to eat enough for half a month.

As usual, Xin Xiu was thinking about getting familiar with the world and looking for any living work. She had just come to this world and didn't know much about many things.

The street was particularly lively today. A large group of people were wearing colorful clothes, like performing big shows, and walked forward with drums and drums. More than a dozen people were carrying a flower platform with a statue with red silk cloth on it, and a small statue of two people carrying it in front and behind.

She bit her steamed bun and joined in the fun, tiptoed to stretch her neck to watch.

"Hey, sister, what is this?" Xin Xiu patted the young woman dressed in a woman in front of her and asked with a smile.

Xin Xiuren was pretty and smiled like a small flower. When the woman heard her question, she said, "Lingzhao Immortal's birthday. This is a golden body made by the Jinshi outside the city for Lingzhao Immortal. It was just carried out from the Immortal Temple. I have to go back to the Immortal Temple around the city."

Xin Xiu knew about this Lingzhao Immortal. During this period, she ran around, heard a lot of gossip about the customs and people, and watched a lot of big dramas. This Lingzhao Immortal, who often appears in the plays, is equivalent to the Guanyin Bodhisattva in her original world. In short, not only them, there are temples worshipping him everywhere. Whether they are seeking children, marriage, and blessings, they just want to find him.

This old god is very busy in the play. He has to come down to earth to enlighten the top scholar, save the suffering and solve the drought, and turn into a goddess to have a relationship with a certain emperor.

The immortal temple that her stepmother wanted to engage in feudal superstition to exorcise evil spirits and catch ghosts was about to go to was the temple of Lingzhao Immortal.

Xin Xiu watched with relish and followed the team forward, "Sister, what are the two in front and behind?"

The woman was carrying a basket with incense and candles inside. She probably went to the Immortal Temple, but she didn't know what she was asking for. She talked to Xin Xiu all the way: "The one in front of the Immortal Lingzhao is his left guardian General Hu. Although she looks as ferocious as an evil ghost, she is a kind-hearted immortal general. The beautiful woman holding a flower behind her is the right guardian Fairy Hu. Legend has it that the flower in her hand is the Hehuan flower, which is a love flower for men and women in the world."

"Oh, it's them!" Xin Xiu linked them with the scattered dramas she usually heard, and suddenly realized that General Hu angrily beat the evil ghosts and Fairy Hu's love network. She had just heard such a drama on the stage a few days ago.

Although Xin Xiu does not believe that there are really gods in the world, this does not prevent her from appreciating ancient myths in another world.

There were many people on the street. When I arrived at the Immortal Temple, people squeezed into the subway during peak hours of work in Guangzhou. Xin Xiu kept following the woman and squeezed under a big tree in the middle of the Immortal Temple.

"Sister, what are you going to do?" Xin Xiu pushed away a vulgar man who was squeezed to the woman with one hand and asked curiously.

The man who was pushed away by her shouted: "You are stepping on my feet!"

Xin Xiu crushed it again, then raised her foot, "Oh, there are too many people. If you squeeze in, I accidentally stepped on it. You go over, or I will step on you again."

After saying that, he turned his head and asked the young woman with a smile on his face: "Sister, are you going to tie red silk?"

The woman was embarrassed and angry when the man rubbed her face just now. Now she was amused by her actions, "Yes, I'm here to hang red silk for my daughter who was not long ago. I hope she can get some fairy connections."

Hanging red silk is a custom that has been passed down for hundreds of years. It is said that there will be a big tree in Lingzhao Immortal Temple in many places. If a child is born at home, parents will ask for a red silk from the Immortal Temple, tie it to the child for three days, then write the child's name, and tie it back to the big tree in the Immortal Temple. It is said that this will bring the spirit of immortality and bless the child to grow up safely.

Xin Xiu also watched the play of Lingzhao Immortal in the play, saying that it was the birth of Lingzhao Immortal about a hundred years ago. In the blue sky and white sun, a child with immortality walked into a door opened by Lingzhao Immortal, who had immortality, walked into the door opened for him by Lingzhao Immortal, and then ascended to immortality and entered the fairy world to be an immortal.

There are more than one or two such dramas, and they are the same as they are. Xin Xiu thought after watching it. This Lingzhao Immortal really likes to enlighten others. However, this kind of legend is mostly ordinary people's yearning for gods. Anyway, they are all nonsense. If Lingzhao Immortal really exists, it will probably be very innocent.

The big tree in this immortal temple is an osmanthus tree. It has just passed the peak period of osmanthus flowers, and there are still scattered small yellow flowers on the tree. The light and sweet smell is mixed with the strong fireworks in the temple.

Xin Xiu looked up at the red silk flying on the trees, densely packed, layer by layer, new and old, and was hit by wind and rain, showing mottled and heavy tones. When this body was just born, her mother probably had tied a red silk for her here, but she didn't know where it was.

Xin Xiu's eyes were aimlessly patrolling among the green leaves and red silk, and a sudden scream came from behind, "Why are you here!"

Xin Xiu took out her ears and glanced at her stepmother Hongxiang.

"It's lively here, I'll watch it." She said casually.

Hongxiang looked at her with a ghost look, and Xin Xiu felt that her eyes clearly read "How dare she be so bold to enter the Immortal Temple, so why hasn't the Immortal taken her away on the spot?"

Seeing Xin Xiu turn around and ignore her, Hongxiang's face was full of depression and thought worriedly that this evil thing was a bit powerful, and she was afraid that she would not have to find a more powerful immortal master to help her see it, but how much would it cost to find another powerful immortal master?

The bell in the temple suddenly rang.

The long and continuous bells calmed the noisy crowd. The birthday of the immortal began, and everyone spontaneously rushed forward to the temple to burn incense.

At this moment, Xin Xiu heard a distant voice in her ear. She couldn't quite understand what the voice said. She just felt that her body lightened, and the people and the scenery around her blurred for a moment.

The big osmanthus tree that was about to pass the flowering period emerged at this moment, and clusters of golden flowers bloomed between the branches and leaves, instantly filled with strong fragrance.

"Look! What is that!"

"Oh my goodness!"

"The immortal has appeared! She is going to become an immortal! She has been enlightened!"

The crowd exclaimed and crowded. They saw a door with white light shining in front of the little girl under the tree. It was mysterious and unsightly, as if it was a gate to the sky. She walked into the door in the golden rain of flowers and disappeared.
Chapter completed!