Wuming was trapped in extreme cold and cold, and life and death were all in vain.
Butterfly Wu, who was thousands of miles away, couldn't help but shivered. For some reason, she suddenly felt very cold, the kind of bone-bone cold that she had never seen before. It was late at night, and Ling'er was beside her, and she was sleeping soundly. In the living room, the "crazy" Qin Fusu also fell asleep quietly.
She has been busy supporting her son and Fusu these days, and she is really tired.
What is even more tiring is to deal with the strange "Young Star Lord". In my memory, he never took the initiative to say hello to anyone, and even Zeng Qing, the boss of the happy fate, did not ignore him. His appearance seemed to be for the butterfly dance.
In his heart and eyes, there was indeed only one person named Die Wu.
In his heart and eyes, he seemed to show a cold murderous intent to everyone.
Only when facing Die Wu did he show a sincere affection. Unfortunately Die Wu was not interested in men at all and always treated others coldly. Over time, the name "Ice Beauty" spread in Yungang City.
But who can understand her suffering? Every time the night is late, I can't forget the familiar but strange man - Wuming. I dreamed of him again tonight. Wuming in the dream was covered in blood, falling down again and again, and stood up again and again, while the opponent was boundless darkness and could not see the opponent at all. She felt cold, a coldness of fear and coldness came, and couldn't help but wake up.
Butterfly sighed quietly, and thoughts floated to the past - the unbearable past three thousand years ago, tears couldn't help but fall. I secretly wiped away the tears, forgot my son beside me, and couldn't help but hug him tightly, with mixed feelings.
Such feelings day after day. In a daze, Diewu finally fell asleep.
Outside the window, a handsome and cold young man looked at Diewu's bedroom window in a daze. Suddenly, he clasped his hands tightly and muttered something, not knowing what prayers or spells he was doing, and he was just fixed and stayed still for a long time!
...
Diewu was really tired and accidentally entered another dream...
Butterfly was completely shocked! As far as I could see, an ancient and simple world came into my eyes. There were no cars, buildings, sewers, and even the most ordinary plastic bags. But there were horses, carriages, cattle and sheep, and fields, roosters and dogs. This place was both familiar and unfamiliar, like the world of the Qin Dynasty, and unlike it, as if it was a different world.
The handlebar of the car was turned around and looked at Diewu in surprise. In his eyes, this woman in alternative clothes was so beautiful, surprisingly beautiful, as beautiful as a monster - so when Diewu looked back at him with equally surprised eyes, he couldn't help but shiver, shouted "Driving", and the carriage left.
Not far away is a simple village with no modern taste. Several people walked out of the village, wearing coarse cloth clothes, large jackets, and tied their hair with silk scarves. It was the daily dress of people from a certain country thousands of years ago. I wonder which country it was?
Diewu walked up and asked an old man: "Hello, uncle! What is this place?"
The old man was stunned for a moment, looked at Diewu carefully, and suddenly called "Female Monster", first turning around and running. The rest of the people followed, shouting, "The Monster is coming! The Female Monster is coming!"
Diewu sighed faintly, looking at her modern clothes, and then at the backs of those people. People from the two dynasties had different outfits. Is this a kind of irony? She thought: "I want to change my clothes as soon as possible."
Diewu walked towards the dilapidated village and came to a courtyard. She asked a middle-aged woman for clothes. She took out the banknotes on her body and pointed to the clothes that were drying, "Auntie, can you sell me one set? I have money here, I will give it to you!"
The middle-aged woman stared at her coldly, as if she was very brave, and hummed, "Female monster, do you want to come to the village to seduce men? I'm not afraid, I'm getting out of here, otherwise I'll be so bloody!"
Diewu hurriedly explained: "Auntie, you misunderstood! My name is Diewu, and I came from a very far place! I really won't lie to you!"
When the middle-aged woman saw that Die Wu had no malice, her expression calmed slightly, but she still said with concern: "What are you holding in your hand?"
"This is money, money, used to buy things. I want to buy a set of clothes for you, which is worn by young girls, okay?" Diewu pointed to the clothes and said humbly.
"Silver notes? We don't use these kinds of silver here. We usually use silver, only wealthy families use silver notes, but it's not like you." The middle-aged woman said lightly.
Diewu sighed, too lazy to explain that the banknotes were not banknotes, so she stayed silent and turned around and walked out of the yard.
At this moment, the middle-aged woman called her again: "Girl! I see you alone... I'm so pitiful, I'll give you a set of clothes. That's what my daughter wears. Look, let's change it!"
Diewu turned around and said in surprise: "Auntie, thank you!"
"Girl, you are so beautiful! Hey, are you really not a monster?" The middle-aged woman became alert again.
"Auntie, have you ever seen such a kind monster? Will the monster come and ask you if you want clothes to wear?"
"Well! Yes, I have lived for half my life and I have never seen a monster! Girl, you are not from this dynasty, you must be from a foreign tribe, right?"
For a moment, Diewu was unable to explain, so she had to nodded vaguely. The middle-aged woman led her into the house first, then took a set of clean clothes, and asked Diewu to change into the bathroom. The bathroom was very small, a large wooden bucket filled with half a bucket of hot water, and it was very comfortable to soak in.
Diewu took a shower and changed her clothes. The middle-aged woman was stunned and said, "Girl, my Hong'er should be half as beautiful as you, that's great!" Hearing the footsteps outside, he continued, "Well, Hong'er is back, I'll tell her to see you."
After a while, the middle-aged woman led a girl of fourteen or fifteen to the hall to meet Diewu. It was her daughter Shi Taohong, who looked sweet and cute. Shi Taohong called Diewu Sister, and she spoke quickly and asked Diewu about her past curiously.
For a moment, where could Diewu answer? Her eyes turned red and tears flowed down again. After asking, Diewu learned that there was a strange name here, called "Little Qin Chao". Taohong's mother's name was Liu and Cuihua. Diewu was intimately called Aunt Liu. Everyone talked very much.
Diewu had dinner at the Shi family and immediately said goodbye. But the vast crowd was homeless from now on. Where should she go? I was stunned and heard Xiao Taohong shouting behind her: "Sister Die, you have no place to stay. Why not live in my house? I want to enlist in the palace in a while and serve the royal nobles. If you want to go, maybe..."
Diewu shook her head and said resolutely: "Little Taohong, I'm not interested in entering the palace. I'll leave!"
"But Sister Die, you are alone..." Xiao Taohong's eyes were wet and she said uneasy.
"Thank you, I'm fine, go home." Diewu sighed sadly, took heavy steps and slowly walked towards the distance...