Mo Zhenzhen recognized him at first sight. He looked very similar to the second young master she had met. He was a bit older but it didn't hinder his own temperament. He really looked like he was getting longer and longer. Popular man.
The other party saw her, and then a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, and his eyes followed her subconsciously.
This Mr. Qiao seemed to be interested in Mo Zhenzhen, and seemed to be a target for attack.
But Mo Zhenzhen just glanced at him and then disappeared.
After Mo Zhenzhen escaped half of the Qiao family, she finally triggered another small space.
She felt it the moment she entered the space, because it was winter in the small space this time. Even if the wind was freezing, there was still half a palm's worth of snow here.
This time the courtyard was very depressed and deserted, and everywhere was white.
Mo Zhenzhen wore little clothing, and she shivered when the cold wind blew.
Such an environment was not good for her, so she took a quick look around, inside and outside the house, in front of and behind the house, and even inside the covered snowdrifts. She used her feet to pull them apart and take a closer look.
Nothing at all.
There is no one in this yard, and there seems to be nothing special around. The only thing that makes people feel special is that there is a well in this yard, and the well has been covered with snow.
Mo Zhenzhen shivered and found a shelter to think of a way. She couldn't stay here forever, she had to find a way to get out.
It's just that this winter is too cold, and Mo Zhenzhen's brain seems to be a little slow due to the cold.
Is there something wrong with her thinking?
Mo Zhenzhen searched for the problem over and over in her mind, but she couldn't find any clues.
Just when she was too frozen to think about anything else and was about to start tearing down the house to start a fire, suddenly her eyes flashed and the small space was refreshed!
She returned to the state she was in when she first entered the courtyard, shivering again when the cold wind blew, but Mo Zhenzhen's heart moved and she began to look at the dilapidated courtyard again.
Refreshing the small space means that the 'plot' recorded in the small space has ended, and the small space has begun a new cycle.
So what is recorded in this small space? Is it just snow and cold?
Mo Zhenzhen hugged herself, and she felt something was wrong.
It was unusually cold in this small space.
The suit Mo Zhenzhen was wearing was not ordinary clothes but props. Regardless of the function of the clothes themselves, it was actually very 'thick'.
First, a complete set of Taoist robes, plus a cassock that looks like jewels.
To inlay so many jewels into the cassock, first of all, the fabric of the cassock must be thick. Even thinner fabrics cannot support the jewels.
So the two combined, it is actually very cold-resistant. The unique thing about it is that you don't sweat when you wear it in hot weather.
But now, in such a small space, Mo Zhenzhen felt cold as soon as the wind blew, as if she was wearing light clothes that were exposed to the wind.
It's not normal.
As if to confirm her guess, Mo Zhenzhen wrapped the thick cassock around her hand.
Feeling the sharp coldness on the back of her hand like a steel knife, Mo Zhenzhen once again confirmed her suspicion.
This kind of cold is not normal.
Rubbing her hands, Mo Zhenzhen began to look for wood to make a fire.
Making a fire was easy. She didn't have to think too much in the small space, she could just light the dilapidated house.
Most houses in ancient times were made of wood, and this one was no exception. It burned very quickly, and the flames spread quickly. The raging fire made Mo Zhenzhen feel a little warm.
The firelight shone in her eyes, which gave Mo Zhenzhen a new idea, but thinking about the other players who never showed up, Mo Zhenzhen suppressed the idea of arson.
Look again, she must at least figure out where the players who entered the world with her are.
The blazing fire quickly declined from its peak. After a while, the fire turned into embers, and the cold seemed to become more and more unbearable.
Mo Zhenzhen didn't look at the ruins of the disappeared house, but walked to the well in the courtyard.
This well is very ordinary. It can be seen that it has been abandoned for a long time. There is snow in the well. I don't know if the water in the well is frozen or if it is just a dry well.
Mo Zhenzhen suddenly remembered the nanny. The nanny died of starvation in a dry well.
Mo Zhenzhen didn't take these words to heart at that time, because her knowledge told her that these words were wrong.
A person will die after three days of dehydration, but he can survive for a long time without food. In other words, if a person is thrown into a dry well, without food or water, the person will most likely die of thirst first.
So she said that the wet nurse was starving to death, but she rejected it in her heart.
But what if it is a snowy day and there is snow in the well?
Mo Zhenzhen also felt that this was impossible, because if someone was thrown into a dry well in the middle of winter, let alone dying of thirst and starvation, the person would most likely freeze to death first.
But Mo Zhenzhen stared at the bottom of the well for a while, and then decided to go down and have a look.
Mo Zhenzhen took out a roll of rope and tied it to the wellhead and then went down along the rope.
After going down into the well, the biting coldness was reduced a little, at least the wind couldn't blow in.
Mo Zhenzhen slid down very quickly, and she quickly landed safely at the bottom of the well.
His feet sank as soon as they landed. It wasn't that the snow in the well was particularly thick, but that there was something else at the bottom of the well.
Mo Zhenzhen leaned down and touched the bottom of the well. She peeled away the snow and found dead leaves.
Dead leaves? …
Mo Zhenzhen squatted down and dug down. After digging almost half a meter deep, Mo Zhenzhen touched a piece of fabric.
It was a thick cotton coat with good fabric and the cotton inside was very soft. At first glance, it looked like something some decent people would wear, but it was a little dirty.
Mo Zhenzhen pushed aside the dead leaves and snow along the clothes, and then met the wet nurse's eyes staring straight at her.
The wet nurse was already skinny and skinny. As soon as her face was exposed, she rushed towards Mo Zhenzhen. However, Mo Zhenzhen was prepared and clamped her neck to prevent her from moving. Her whole body was pressed against this skinny and skinny nanny. On grandma’s body.
This nanny was thrashing, but her thrashing was not very strong. Mo Zhenzhen kept pinching her neck and did not ask for mercy. She just stared at Mo Zhenzhen, as if she wanted to remember her firmly. .
Mo Zhenzhen also stared at her. After a while, Mo Zhenzhen suddenly leaned forward and leaned closer. Because of Mo Zhenzhen's sudden approach, the nanny even stopped struggling.
Mo Zhenzhen didn't have any special habit of getting close to this nanny. She just wanted to see through her eyes and see who she was in her eyes.
In those widened eyes, Mo Zhenzhen saw her current appearance.
With his eyes gouged out and his hair disheveled, Mo Zhenzhen had seen this face before. It looked like a grape turned into a ghost.
And this nanny stared at her, struggling desperately without saying a word, and finally got the answer.
This nanny was scared, her eyes widened with fear, and she didn't say anything or beg for mercy. Firstly, she was so frightened that she couldn't speak. Secondly, it was because she knew that even begging for mercy would be useless.
(End of chapter)
