Chapter 2 Crossing

"Ah!" This is the last voice she left in the world.

When Zhong Jiannan saw Mo Ziyao, he happened to see her being struck by lightning. It was too late to save her. Ziyao!" Zhong Jiannan shouted in pain. When he ran over, there was no one there, and a big living man disappeared out of thin air.

"Ah, I don't want to die! No!!"

"Help..." The expected pain did not come. Think about where it would be better to be struck by lightning? But she just felt that her body kept falling down, and the speed was still very fast. There was gravity when she fell. At this time, Mo Ziyao only felt that her heart was depressed, as if a big stone was pressing on her body, as if she was about to stop breathing. Her hair stood up and her clothes were tightly attached to her body. She only heard the sound of wind echoing in her ears. She wanted to see where she was. But I can't open my eyes at all. It was hard to open a crack, but it was dark around and I couldn't see anything.

"Isn't it going to hell?"

"How can the way of hell be so long?"

"18th floor, never surpassing?"

"Ah, I don't want to go to the 18th floor of hell, my God! I didn't do anything bad! Help!"

The pressure on the chest is getting bigger and bigger, and finally there is no consciousness...

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"Get up, lazy!"

Oh, I'm so sleepy. It hurts all over! I don't want to move. Who is talking next to you? The crooked noise makes people so upset! Don't push me so hard, the bones are going to fall out.

"Mom, I'll get up later. Don't urge me anymore." Mo Ziyao really can't pretend to be without feeling. I hope this ordeal will end soon and finally open her mouth.

"Bang" Mo Ziyao's words were pushed to the ground by someone.

"Ah!" She suddenly shouted in pain, got up from the ground and sat up straight with her hand, but did not open her eyes. Because she hasn't woken up yet and is still asleep.

"Puff" is another.

Mo Ziyao's whole face was close to the ground, and then she opened her eyes reluctantly. He scolded, "Ah! Who pushed me! It's so immoral, ouch, my forehead hurts so much!" After calling, he reached out and rubbed his forehead, raised his eyes and began to look for the terracotta warrior.

But the scene in front of her surprised her and immediately didn't even feel sleepy, because she was not in her warm and soft big **, but in the cold and wet mud. Everything in front of us is dirty and messy, and it is also very strange.

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The mud wall, the roof made of thatch, and no furniture. There is only a three-legged table leaning against the wall. I don't know if it can be regarded as furniture. There is only one kettle on the table, and there is still no handle, and there are three water cups full of gaps. There are some clothes on the ground. There was nothing else, and Mo Ziyao withdrew her eyes. But he was suddenly shocked by the "big thing" in front of him.

"Ah, who are you!" She suddenly shouted and pointed to the middle-aged man standing in front of her with a frightened face.

The middle-aged man was very thin, and his two eyes were deep in. His little eyes were still sticky with eye excrement, and there was a large bruised scar on his left face, from the corners of his eyes to his ears. He had yellow teeth, but no front teeth. When he spoke, his saliva sprayed everywhere. The clothes all over the body are also ragged, and one left hand is missing. There is also a stench on the body.

"I'm your father, Xiao Wang-Ba-dan still wants to pretend that he doesn't know? Say, where did the family's money go? If you don't dare to say it, I will lose you today!"

A burst of inexplicable words came. Mo Ziyao stared at the strange person in front of her and rolled her eyes, thinking about how she had come to this damn place. Inexplicably, she felt extremely depressed.

When the middle-aged man saw that the person in front of him did not move at all, he couldn't help but be angry and scolded, "Hey, a bitch who loses money, how dares to pretend that he doesn't even know me. Humph, let me not kill you little bitch today."

A slap flew over, and Mo Ziyao only felt a hot pain on her face. Her eyes were shining with Venus, and her head was "buzzing" randomly. There was also a trace of blood from the corners of his mouth, and he felt that he had been beaten by this strange man for no reason. The disaster was not over yet, and the middle-aged man took another step forward, raised his only right hand and was ready to hit her.

" Stop, don't hit your sister!" At this time, a little boy, about seven or eight years old, stumbled outside the door. Wearing a whitewashed patch, there is no good cloth with a patch.

As soon as he ran in, he bumped into the middle-aged man with his little body, but he didn't expect to be knocked down. The little boy ignored the middle-aged man, but ran to Mo Ziyao and softened her face with his little hand. Mo Ziran looked at the little boy less than a foot away from him and was very confused.

The man suddenly got up from the ground and shouted at the little boy angrily, "Damn you little bastard, you are tired of living, don't you? You dare to hit your father." With that, he glanced at Mo Ziyao fiercely.

"Sister!" The little boy shouted and trembled into Mo Ziyao's arms. Although Mo Ziyao had not figured out what was going on, her hand holding the little boy gradually tightened, and the anger in her heart involuntarily rushed up. She let go of the little boy and stood up, but was shocked. How could the man in front of her be so tall? No, why did I become shorter? Mo Ziyao's heart flashed a trace of bad. She looked down at herself and was also dressed in worn clothes. This is not the point. The point is how she became smaller? Touched the chest, flat?! Looking at this small body, it is estimated to be nine or ten years old. Where can I find breasts?

"What's going on? Where am I? If you feel pain, you must not be in hell. Why is this dress so strange? Ah, it's a little like the clothes worn by ancient people. Did I travel through time? Just as Mo Ziyao lost her mind...

"Bang" Mo Ziyao was kicked more than three meters away by the middle-aged man defenselessly before stopping.

Mo Ziyao's body was covered by severe pain and couldn't help moaning.

"Sister, how are you?" The little boy quickly ran to Mo Ziyao and asked with concern.

"Damn, bitch, do you want to rebel? Be careful of me selling you to a brothel. How dare you challenge me? I have to tear down your bones today. The man said and rushed over fiercely, and somehow there was an extra stick in his hand.

Mo Ziyao had a burst of fear in her heart and thought that she was really dead this time, but when she thought about it, why was she beaten and scolded? Am I really afraid that he couldn't do it?

But there is no extra time to think about anything else, and the stick has been swung towards him. Although Mo Ziyao is getting smaller now, she is still very responsive. She suddenly grabbed the stick and pulled it fiercely with both hands. Seeing that the middle-aged man didn't hit her, he was caught by her and couldn't pull it out.

"Damn!" The middle-aged man cursed fiercely, and his eyes became ferocious. Suddenly, he stretched out his left foot and kicked Mo Ziyao's stomach, and his person was kicked to the ground.

Mo Ziyao only felt a burst of ** in her lower body, which made her only bite her lips, and soon the smell of blood flowed into her mouth.

"Damn it, do you want to return it again? Humph, I'm going to ruin you now!" As soon as he finished speaking, he raised a stick to smash it on Mo Ziyao's leg. Mo Ziyao doesn't even have the strength to move now, so she can only watch the stick hit herself. She closed her eyes gently, but she was unwilling to end up like this.

"Old man, stop it!" Just then, a female voice came from outside the door, and then a woman rushed in through the door. As soon as she entered the door, she quickly grabbed the stick from the man's hand and threw it out of the door. Then he pointed to the middle-aged man's forehead and said, "You are angry outside and vent your anger on the child. Are you still a human?"

The woman paused for a moment and scolded, "Why are you back?" I thought you had died outside a long time ago?" After saying that, he ignored the middle-aged man and turned his head to look at Mo Ziyao and the little boy beside her with concern.

I was a little relieved to see that there seemed to be no problem between the two. She slowly walked towards the two of them, picked up the little boy in one hand, gently led Mo Ziyao with the other and pulled him behind her.

Mo Ziyao's little hand was pulled by the woman, and she could feel that the woman's palm was very rough. I'm afraid her hands were full of cocoons. But her palms are very warm.

Mo Ziyao looked up at the woman beside her. The woman was also very thin, her hair was messy, and yellow was the only color, just like a pile of weeds. She simply coiled her hair on the top of her head with a rough wooden hairpin. There are still some wrinkles on the face that still has remnants of charm. The wide clothes are also made of many patches, but they still can't hide her beautiful body curves. It is not difficult to imagine that this woman was still a little beautiful when she was young.

"Pan, are you all right?" The woman asked gently the little boy in her arms.

"Mom, Pan'er is fine, but my sister was beaten by her evil father."

"What? Yaoer, come and let your mother have a look!" The woman's relieved heart rose again and called eagerly.

"So my name is still Yaoer. Isn't this woman my mother, and that disgusting man is not my father?" Mo Ziyao thought in her heart. I thought so, but I still walked to the woman and looked at her.

The woman put down the rock, picked up Mo Ziyao and looked at her carefully. No wounds were found except for the wounds on the forehead and face. When she checked Mo Ziyao's arm, she suddenly grabbed Mo Ziyao's wrist as if she had found a new continent, pointed to the jade bracelet on her wrist and exclaimed, "Yao, where is this bracelet?"

The father next to him was almost invisible. When he saw the jade bracelet, his eyes were full of greed.

Mo Ziyao also found that this was the only item she brought when she came to the world, but how dare she say it? Did she tell them that I'm not you Yaoer, but from another world? No one will believe it.

Then she lied and said, "Mom, no, mother, when I was playing outside, a big uncle who drove asked me the way, and I told him that he was thirsty. I took him to drink water at the well. He gave me this bracelet to thank me for his gratitude. It looked good, so I put it back. Home."

Is that right? Just point the way and take him to drink water to send you such a valuable thing? It won't be stolen, will it?" Obviously, women don't believe what she says.

"It's true. Yaoer never does things like stealing. Doesn't my mother know me yet?" Mo Ziyao looked at the woman and answered with certainty.

In fact, she really doesn't know what kind of person Mo Ziyao was before. Although she has no bottom in her heart, she still has to be blind.

The woman hesitated for a moment and finally believed her. Yes, Yao'er is the most obedient. I believe you." Mo Ziyao breathed secretly.

"This is my stuff. When did you take it!" Suddenly, the middle-aged man also joined the middle. After looking at Mo Ziyao and the woman, his eyes stayed on the bracelet and could no longer be separated, and his eyes were full of greed and joy. However, he still dared not be too presumptuous in front of this woman.

Mo Ziyao beside her was shocked. It's terrible. It seems that this bracelet can't be preserved. What should I do?