Song Ciwan stood at the corner of the street where no one was paying attention, and saw only one house in front of her opening its doors one after another.
Everyone has a beaming smile on their face. They are facing the rising sun and saying congratulations. Whenever they see someone, they always give each other hands and say: "Happy New Year!"
The crackle, the sound of firecrackers.
All kinds of cheers to celebrate the New Year are heard in the neighbors, and there are also children shouting happily: "Oh, the New Year is here, eat some candy, the candy is so sweet, so sweet!"
"New Year is here, wear new clothes, my father-in-law is not blushing, and my mother-in-law is smiling!"
"Oh, give out red envelopes!"
"I want two handfuls of melon seeds and two handfuls of fruits. Put one bag on the left and one on the right. Come on, let's set off the firecrackers!"
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The children rushed out of the house. Some followed the adults, walking through the streets and alleys with red smiling faces to pay New Year greetings. Some broke away from the control of adults and got together with their friends, playing happily with their own children. game.
Some of them still had money in their pockets, so they took red envelopes and went to the stalls of street vendors, chattering, laughing, and enjoying the fun of shopping.
The salesman also had a happy face. On the first day of the new year, although he couldn't celebrate the New Year with his family, he had good business at the beginning of the new year. Isn't that worth being happy?
All the prosperous scenes in the world seem to be covered with a layer of golden gauze under the sunshine, so beautiful that they sparkle.
It is in sharp contrast to the bizarre scenery at night, making people seem to be unable to distinguish what is real and what is false for a moment.
Or perhaps, these are actually true, but the world has two ends, and the human world also has two sides.
So if possible, who wouldn't want to stand in the sun and watch the years calm down and the mountains and rivers prosper?
Song Ciwan turned around again and saw that the buildings of Mingyuefang had disappeared into the distance, and could not be seen as far as the eye could see.
All the changes last night seemed like a dream at this moment.
She sighed softly, a drop in the ocean of Qimen Taoism operating on its own, reducing her sense of existence to a minimum.
Song Ciwan walked leisurely, passing through the streets of Lifang, and continued towards the center of the city, looking at the mountains and rivers.
As she walked, she placed her left hand on the wound on her right arm.
This place had been wiped by those out-of-control starlights before, so it lost a large amount of flesh and blood.
Song Ciwan cast the Ganlin Curse and kept washing his wounds in an attempt to heal them.
It is worth mentioning that the level of Song Ciwan's Ganlin Curse is not low now. Under normal circumstances, it does not refer to human flesh and bones, but if it is just to treat some small wounds with missing flesh and blood, the Ganlin Curse will have no problem at all.
But something was wrong at this moment. The rain fell from her fingertips, but a strange force lingered in the wound on her right arm, which was missing a piece of flesh and blood, making it impossible for the rain from the rain spell to fully penetrate even if it fell.
And even the small part that penetrates can hardly have a positive effect on the missing flesh and blood.
How is this going?
Without thinking too much, Song Ciwan was able to figure out that this must be because those starlights have strange properties and can constantly tear and destroy the production of flesh and blood, interfering with wound healing.
The strange saying says that Beidou is doomed to death. This is the power of death!
Song Ciwan was not in a hurry. While she continued to cast the Sweet Rain Curse, she pondered deeply and carefully understood the death characteristics of this power.
While walking, I suddenly heard the high-pitched and excited voice of a girl coming from a house in front of me: "I don't want it! Dad, grandma, I don't want my feet bound! Let me go, let me go!"
The word "foot binding" fell into Song Ciwan's ears, and she was instantly aroused. Her spiritual sense immediately turned and passed through several courtyard walls to the direction of the girl.
Song Ciwan really never expected that there were people who bound their feet among the people——
The reason why I say this is because the matter of foot binding was almost invisible to the public in Song Ciwan's knowledge for more than ten years.
This is not popular among ordinary people. It is really popular among the people.
Those poor women who have been teased by fate and become the playthings of the rich and wealthy, will have their feet bound and cut off at a young age in order to cater to certain special habits.
As a result, the human will become the carrier of the three-inch golden lotus.
But people... shouldn't have this!
Hasn't the disaster of Chun Shui Ji awakened people?
No, Chun Shui Ji's disaster is far away in Mingyuefang, and Pinglan City is so big. For ordinary people, it is really not that easy to convey news that is several miles away.
This is not in the "global village" where information dissemination is highly developed, but in the Great Zhou Immortal Dynasty where class gaps are huge!
Song Ciwan walked through the wall and walked into the house.
This family has several courtyards, and overall it can be considered a wealthy family.
Song Ciwan also saw that there were many servants and guards with martial arts walking back and forth in the courtyard. Among them, those with low cultivation levels were in the muscle refining stage, and some of the people who looked like captains were mostly in the bone refining stage. for.
There are even a few warriors who are in the visceral training stage. Judging from the degree of their qi and blood, they may be close to innate!
This is not an ordinary family. If this family can afford a guard of this level, at least its family background must be similar to that of the Xu family in Suyang City.
Song Ciwan frowned slightly, becoming increasingly puzzled as to why such a family would let their daughter's feet be bound!
But he saw a short little girl suddenly rushing out from where the flowers and trees overlapped in front of him.
This little girl looks to be four or five years old at most. She is small in stature, has a cute face like pink makeup, and wears two buns with festive golden bells hanging on the small buns on both sides.
As the little girl ran hard, the bells on her two hair buns made a tinkling sound.
She cried and shouted: "Grandma, save me, grandma, save me! Liniang, don't bind your feet, wuwuwu...Grandma, my mother is so scary, I don't want my feet bound..."
Behind, there were three or five maids and women chasing anxiously. One woman was chasing and coaxing: "Little lady, your bound feet look good. If we don't run away, how can the master and the wife harm you?"
A maid anxiously tried to persuade her: "Little lady, you must wrap them up sooner or later. My wife said that Mr. Zhang, the young master you are engaged to, likes beauties with small feet. If you don't wrap them up now, what will happen when they get bigger?"
And the mother-in-law was half-coaxing and threatening: "Little madam, we are wrapped up now, and we don't have to suffer too much. But if you insist not to be wrapped up, look back at those broken porcelain pieces, jade stones, etc." But it’s about to come up, little lady, it really doesn’t have to be like this, why don’t we just finish it all at once?”
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There were voices of persuasion and servants surrounding him from all directions.
Although the little girl named Liniang is nominally the master of this family, she is too young. How could she escape being chased from all directions?
Finally at a certain moment, Liniang was blocked by a beautiful four-cornered pavilion and hugged her.
