She thought it had been stolen, so she asked the original owner's father to look for it. The original owner's father never came back. Later, she heard someone said that he encountered a bandit on the road and his legs were broken and he took it away.

Bandits have a bad temperament. They commit all kinds of crimes including burning, killing, and robbery. Some of them are extremely vicious and even cannibalize people. How can one survive when encountering bandits? Everyone assumes that Mu Yunsong is already dead.

The big house was not popular to begin with, but Mu Yunsong, the only male, died, and there were only women and children left in the big house, so Mrs. Mu was even more unpopular.

The injury on the head of the original owner was not caused by the fall. It was pushed by Mu Guang, the eldest son of Aunt Mu. The push was just because the original owner did not follow his lead and took him out to play, so he died.

After accepting all the memories, Mu Zhixu closed his eyes for a long time and refused to wake up.

Oh my God, after all she lost her life because she was saving people, and she never did anything harmful to the world. She should have a better family background in time travel.

My mother is pregnant, my father is dead, and I still have two young sisters. This is really... it is a hell to travel through time.

Mu Zhixu tentatively touched the wound on her head. The bleeding there had stopped, but the blood that had flowed out before was still stuck to her face and hair, and her nose was filled with the smell of blood.

"mother……"

She shouted tentatively, and a hoarse and unpleasant sound came from her throat, which was very uncomfortable, like a ghost coming to claim her life.

The moment the weak voice sounded, Mrs. Mu and Aunt Mu, who had been noisy just now, instantly shut up. The two of them looked at the person slowly standing up behind Li Sanniang in horror.

Aunt Mu Er's eyes were filled with fear, "You... you are a human or a ghost!"

Mu... How could Mu Zhixu still wake up! She saw with her own eyes that dead girl stopped breathing.

Mu Zhixu had slowly gotten up. Perhaps due to excessive blood loss and malnutrition, her head was a little dizzy.

She didn't have any bad intentions at first, but when she saw the two people who were shouting just now, they were so frightened that they almost shook into pieces, and an idea suddenly flashed in her mind.

Mu Zhixu walked stiffly and slowly towards where Mrs. Mu and the two were, and at the same time, his voice became ethereally elongated.

"I died so miserably...my head hurts..."

The bonfire was extinguished at the right time. Under the dark moonlight, Mu Zhixu's deliberately forged voice sounded like a ghost coming to claim his life.

"Ahhh! Ghost! Don't look for me even if you die. I didn't harm you!" Aunt Mu was so frightened that she hid behind the carriage and yelled.

"Why are you panicking? There are so many of us, why are we still afraid of her?"

Mrs. Mu was also very scared, but in order to maintain her image, she pretended to be calm and scolded Li Sanniang, "Old ladies, take your daughter away quickly and dig a hole and bury her! Even if she dies, she won't be able to survive!"

But no matter how Mrs. Mu called, Li Sanniang stood quietly, accompanied by Mu Zhilan and Mu Zhiliu. The three of them lowered their heads, as if they didn't hear.

Mu Zhixu was concentrating on playing her role. Most of her face was covered in blood as she staggered towards Mrs. Mu.

As she moved, the blood on the top of her head that had not dried yet dripped down her hair, "...I am in so much pain and so hungry...I am in the Palace of the King of Hell...The King of Hell said that my life should not be cut off."

Ah... Nanny, second aunt, please come down and accompany me——"

"Ah! Ghost!! Help!"

Mrs. Mu could pretend to be calm at first, but then she became so panicked that she screamed and ran behind Aunt Mu and hid.
Chapter completed!