With the faint light, she saw that she was still wearing a prison uniform, touched her long hair, and thought to herself, this, why is this scene becoming more and more real as it is filmed? It is a big production, even a prison cell.
She stood up unsteadily, only to realize that her body had become extremely small. She looked like four or five years old at most. She squeezed her hand, which was soft and small. She suddenly broke out in a cold sweat and screamed. cried.
"Ah Yao, Ah Yao, what's wrong with you, what's wrong, grandma is here, don't be afraid, grandma is holding you." A young lady in the same ragged clothes hugged Chen Yaoyao tightly, crying and shaking her she.
Chen Yaoyao was so shaken that he felt like stars were popping up in his eyes. What was going on? He was able to make himself look like a child again while filming. How could this be possible? He was just dreaming.
She tried her best to reach out her hand and pinched herself hard. She gasped in pain. It was not a dream.
The young lady hugged Chen Yaoyao, tears and dust mixed on her face, and cried: "My girl, please say something to my mother-in-law. Don't scare my mother-in-law."
Chen Yaoyao closed her eyes, curled up her little body, and said what to say. How to say it? She became a child again overnight. She was still covered up. If there was anything to say, she might as well just die.
There was a gurgling sound in her stomach, and she stretched out her hand to press it. She had been queuing up to put on makeup since about five o'clock in the morning. Her face was dark, and she was afraid of losing her makeup. She didn't dare to eat or drink because she was already hungry. The front is touching the back.
The young lady heard the sound coming from Chen Yaoyao's stomach and hurriedly wiped her tears: "Ah Yao, are you hungry? Wait, I will find you something to eat."
She patted her body, touched her sleeves and collar, but found nothing. She shouted anxiously: "Sister, sister, sister, sister-in-law, do you have anything to eat? Yao is hungry."
There were dozens of people in this prison, all of them young women. They were rummaging up and down, but they couldn't find anything to eat.
The sunlight slanted in from the narrow skylight above the head. The light was too dim. A huge mouse dragged its slender tail through the dim sunlight.
Chen Yaoyao was frightened and hungry. Her small body slumped limply in the grass nest, her lips were dry and slightly opened, and she looked up at the skylight, which was not much bigger than a palm. She had been working in Huadu Film and Television City for two years. There are many extras and hundreds of crews working diligently. There is no such building in the film and television city.
She weakly squeezed her child-like hand, God, what is going on.
Seeing Chen Yaoyao, the young lady's eyes straightened and her anger weakened. She was so frightened that she screamed in a high-pitched voice: "Ah Yao, my Ah Yao, don't scare me."
"Break this into pieces and feed it to her." A cold voice came from the cell next door. He held half a piece of sesame seed cake in one hand and passed it through the iron fence.
The young lady took the sesame seed cake with great gratitude, broke it apart bit by bit, crumbled it, and stuffed it into Chen Yaoyao's mouth.
Dry, too dry. I can't swallow it. It smells like mold.
Chen Yaoyao choked on the unpalatable sesame seed cakes and regained consciousness. It was so miserable.
God, could it be, could it be that she was wearing something? She, Chen Yaoyao, had lived for more than twenty years. She had a lot of evil ideas, but she had never done anything untoward.
Thinking of this, she became even more despairing and closed her eyes. The sesame cakes were too unpalatable and her heart was filled with panic. Let her starve to death. Maybe she could go back after starving to death.
"Eat. Only by living can you have hope." The cold voice sounded again.
Chen Yaoyao turned around and saw a thin boy, about sixteen or seventeen years old, with a gray face and disheveled hair. It was hard to tell whether he looked good or not.
She lowered her head feebly, and the sleeve covering her arm had a hole in it. She could see the light blue birthmark near her wrist at a glance.
Oh my God, she didn't have this birthmark on her body before, but now, she still has a soul. Then, where did that body from the previous life go? Was it buried or burned? If so, if this body also died, right? , is it that the soul has nowhere to go and can only go to hell?
Only when you are alive can you have hope. In the light of the calcium carbide fire, Chen Yaoyao suddenly thought of what her master had said to her, which she must remember clearly even if she died.
"On the first day of the eighth lunar month, there was a sudden solar eclipse at noon. The stars were so dim that they could not be discerned at a close distance. Chickens and dogs were frightened, and the people were frightened. The sight was restored for a while."
This sentence had no beginning or end, and it was very hard for her to memorize it at the time, but it was exactly the scene of the solar eclipse recorded in ancient books. According to Master, since ancient times, unreasonable and unlucky things would happen on the day of the solar eclipse.
And on the day she traveled through time, a solar eclipse also happened. Is this just a coincidence?
Although her master is half-empty, he always speaks in a good and bad spirit. Maybe her time travel was actually caused by a solar eclipse.
Chen Yaoyao gradually calmed down from the shock, panic and despair. If she wanted to go back, she had to know how she came here. Then, she had to find out what the relationship between the solar eclipse and her time travel was, and what year and month it was now. You also need to figure out what your origin is here.
Make peace with what you have come. Chen Yaoyao has read too many time-travel novels. Time-travel is nothing more than going from a familiar place to another unfamiliar place, starting a life that is completely different from the past.
Although going back is her ultimate goal, as a certain celebrity said, she must first set a small goal for herself. Her current small goal is to stay alive.
Fortunately, both her parents were dead and she was alone. No one would worry about her sudden disappearance.
No, Chen Yaoyao then thought about it. The extra actors' pay had not been paid yet. If the time was delayed for a long time, might the money be wasted, and the full attendance of the online novel this month would also be wasted.
What Master Cheap said is true. She is really an unlucky child. She has been a writer for Pujie.com for several years, but she can't even earn full attendance, and there is no such thing as subscription rewards.
Chen Yaoyao took the young woman's hand and reluctantly ate the unpalatable sesame cake.
Now that she has traveled back to ancient times, she doesn't know which dynasty, generation, year or month she is in, but as long as she is alive, she can go back.
When you go back, you can just bring some plates and bowls with you. They are also antiques and can be sold for a big price. The remuneration and royalties are all just in vain.
However, she entered the cell with dark eyes. It was useless to think that getting rich in daylight was so far away. She had better think about how to save her life first.
In ancient times, there were nine clans involved, but those who were beheaded were all men. She lowered her head and looked at the shabby prison clothes. She knew that she was probably going to be a slave.
The young man watched Chen Yaoyao finish the sesame seed cakes, and then walked away with the clattering shackles.
Chen Yaoyao turned around and glanced at the young man. His unkempt long hair covered his face, and he couldn't really tell his appearance. However, looking at the shackles on his hands and feet, even the word "prison" on his body was painted particularly thick and black. , it seems that he has committed a serious crime and is about to lose his head. This glance may be the last.
When it was just dark, a group of internal officials came to the prison and brought the saint's will. The female family members of the Chen family were taken into the palace and became slaves.
Chen Yaoyao secretly sighed, what a coincidence, the family he traveled through time also had the surname Chen. It seemed that they were the same family five hundred years ago. This was true.
The young woman staggered to the door of the cell. She picked up her earrings with shaking hands, pulled out her hairpins, and rolled out her bracelets. They jingled loudly and stuffed them into the hands of the leading officer. She trembled and whispered: "My dear, my dear, my little girl is young, please." , please find a safe place for your little girl to go."
The chief internal officer weighed the little thing and pursed his lips without saying a word.
Yes, these ladies are all concubines with little money on them. When they were caught, they were pulling and pulling, and even their hairpins were stolen. It was almost a toss-up. The rest of them are really hard to get used to. He caught the eyes of the officials who were rich in gold, silver and silk.
After all, he has the final say whether the female family members of the criminal family will enter the Yeting or the Jiaofang, be slaves or official prostitutes, and whether they will rely on strength to survive or live on their skin and flesh from now on.
The other young ladies took off the hairpin rings one after another and gave them to the officials. They then pulled Chen Yaoyao over and begged in a low voice: "My lord, your lord, this child is so small and pitiful."
"Okay," the official waved his hand, pinched Chen Yaoyao's chin, and nodded slightly: "Take him to Ye Ting."
The clouds came and dissipated even faster, and they were gone in just a blink of an eye. But until the clouds dissipated and the sun emerged again, Yao Yao was still standing where he was.
Yao Yao came back from the endless memories and found that she was still in Jingchao, still wearing the light green robe, and the sword tassel was still swinging by her side. She lamented, but she still couldn't go back.
She thought of the countless time-travel novels she had read, and was deeply impressed by the sentence "I know everyone's ending, but I don't know my own ending." When she read it, she felt regretful, but looking at her current situation, she felt old. God's treatment of her was indeed cruel.
Others travel through time and travel to a dynasty with a name in the history books. Even if they don’t know their own ending, they can know the endings of others and the direction of world affairs. They can always seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. If they advance, they can worship and respect history. But you can make a fortune in silence.
Look at her, who is so unlucky. She is just confused about her own ending, and she is even more confused about the endings of others.
She shook her head hard and drove the slightly sad memories out of her mind. She was best at Ah Q's self-comfort. There was also the advantage of not being able to leave. With her little ability in her previous life, she was able to survive in this unknown dynasty. , you don’t have to worry about food and drink, you don’t have to worry about buying a house, and you can also enjoy legendary food. It’s a hundred times better than the days in the previous life where you had to eat one meal and worry about the next.
Moreover, she lived for more than twenty years in her previous life, nearly twenty years in this life, and lived for more than forty years inside and outside. She lived with a clear mind and a sophisticated understanding of people and the world. There was nothing she couldn't figure out or understand.
"Get out of the way, get out of the way, get out of the way." There were shouts in the distance, as well as the crackle of a whip.
A rider on Hongchen rushed forward quickly and dispersed the crowd of onlookers.
