Predecessors all over the world

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The blurred vision gradually became clear. She sat on the ground and looked around. She quickly recognized that it was a cave, only half a person tall, four or five meters deep, and the straw on the ground was filled with a fishy smell.

At the feet, there were some unrecognizable bones scattered.

Where is this? Yin Miaomiao tried his best to search for memories in his mind. He could only remember basic information such as his name, family, career, etc., and traced back further. He couldn't remember some things.

I don't remember how I got here, where is this?

She staggered forward a few steps, and saw clearly that the light source turned out to be the entrance of the cave. A bright moon hung high outside, and a thin layer of white snow was accumulated on the ground.

This is a winter night, and it should be very cold.

She thought about touching the clothes on her body and suddenly became stunned. She was wearing a moon-white ice-cracked plum pattern skirt that was as close as her ankle. The fabric was soft and close, but it was neither silk nor cotton and linen. She couldn't recognize it.

What material is it, and it is only so thin.

But the cold air outside was also real. She was sure that this was winter. But she didn't feel cold when wearing only one piece in the middle of winter. It was impossible for her physique.

Could it be that he had traveled through time? Yin Miaomiao stretched out his hand and looked at his palm carefully. The hands were white and delicate, with green fingers, without a trace of calluses. You could tell at a glance that you had never done heavy work.

This is indeed not her hand. She grew up in a remote mountain village. When she became sensible, she had to feed pigs, wash clothes and cook. Even if she lived a life of luxury, her skin could be maintained well, but her deformed fingers would not do.

.

These jade hands that cannot see pores and muscles are not hers.

She touched her face and head again, and didn't know what she looked like, but she could touch a black hair that was long enough to be tied up by a white jade hairpin.

She pulled out her hairpin and shone under the moonlight. The words could be seen at the tip of the hairpin. It was a "mi" and the last stroke of the "shao" on the right half was slightly hooked, almost forming a closed circle.

Yin Miaomiao's face was strange. According to the law of time travel, it is normal to wear someone with the same name as him. The words you know or not are mostly the original memory of the body, but... it is impossible that even the habit of writing is exactly the same?

She thought, stood up and took two steps, her body was light and without any discomfort.

It is metaphysics to be familiar with the soul or not. However, if a person suddenly becomes fat and taller, his limbs will be inconsistent. The visual height of this body is much higher than her before, but she is not at all inconsistent.

Then there is only one explanation: she has traveled through time, but not just traveled through time.

That's amnesia.

People traveling through time is pretending to lose their memory, but she is really lost. It’s really... Yin Miaomiao sighed and patted her body to try to find clues related to her identity.

Apart from this thin skirt and white jade hairpin, her only outside of her body was a purse. However, when she tried to pull the drawstring and opened it, she found that the purse could not be opened, and the rope seemed to have been sewn to death.

Yes, I can't get it out no matter how hard it is.

It's weird everywhere.

Yin Miaomiao tried several times but returned without success. He decided to give up for the time being and leave this ghost place first. He had to find a place with people first to ask where it is and what kind of world it is.

She found a direction based on her feelings and walked slowly over.

The lush and dense forest swallowed her slender back.

***

The cold moon is terrifying.

Another guard fell down.

The blade cut through the throat, the blood vessels ruptured, and a cluster of blood splashed, sprinkling on Zhuo Yu's face, fishy and salty. But he let the blood sting his eyes, and he did not dare to distract himself and wipe his face.

He was afraid that in the blink of an eye, his life would be gone.

From the cold palace prince to the crown prince, and then to the emperor, Zhuo Yu has experienced countless bloody storms. But this time, he entered the gate of hell with half his foot.

"Your Majesty, go quickly." The only remaining guard chopped over an enemy and grabbed a horse at the cost of being chopped on the back. "The post was decisive!"

Zhuo Yu turned over the horse and pulled the reins. The enemy not far away saw him trying to escape. He jumped up, and the raised blade reflected the moonlight, reflecting a cold light.

The guard shouted and went up to him, and the weapons met, blocking the enemy's attack.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhuo Yu lowered his body, and the well-trained horse neighed, carrying him away.

"Chasing!" The remaining six men in black looked at each other, leaving only one to hold the guard, and the other five boarded the horse and chased Zhuo Yu in the direction where he fled.

Although the moonlight is good tonight, it is still difficult to distinguish the direction in the mountains and forests. Zhuo Yu didn't know where he escaped, nor did he know where the horse would lead him to.

The sound of the pursuers' hooves is approaching.

Zhuo Yu gritted his teeth and took advantage of the fact that the pursuers had not arrived yet, and then pulled out the dagger in his arms and stabbed it into the horse's butt. The horse was in pain, screamed, spread its hooves and ran away.

He himself turned around and hid in the bushes.

As soon as they hid their figure, the pursuers arrived. They did not expect that Zhuo Yu would dare to abandon his horse at this time and would leave with all his heart chasing the sound of the horse's hooves.

However, after running twenty or thirty meters, the man in black suddenly raised his arm: "Stop."

"Wow—" The other four people ordered their horses to stop, and did not ask more questions.

Zhuo Yu's heart sank: These people's orders are prohibited, which shows that the rules are strict and they are not ordinary sluts. There are only a few people who can train such dead soldiers in total.

The rustling wind blew across the treetops, making rustling sounds, and the call of animals came faintly from the mountains and forests.

Close your eyes for him and listen with your ears.

Zhuo Yu held his breath, afraid that something would make a sound to attract their attention.

Something was getting closer. Zhuo Yu had an ordinary hearing, and it was not until he was very close that it seemed to be the sound of fabric rubbing, and it appeared several feet away from him.

At this time...who would it be? His heart was hanging high.

The men in black also heard the noise and leaned over in a surround shape.

The first thing that stepped out of the bush was a cloud-headed shoe, but the head was a lotus. The flower center was nailed with a few pearls the size of rice, trembling like morning dew.

Since the lotus is born step by step, the person who comes must be a woman.

I once heard that there are many charms in the mountains, and the moon is graceful and beautiful.

Several people in black had cracked their scalps and often did things that harmed the world. They had ghosts in their hearts and were often more afraid of monsters and monsters. In just a few breaths, their backs were sweating.

The sound of grass and trees was rustling.

The guest hidden in the shadow of the trees finally appeared.

That was a very young girl, 28 years old,

The shirt is completely unsuitable for dressing in the mountains.

She looked at the man in black who was waiting for her, frowned slightly: "Who are you...?"

Ling Wuying glanced at her behind her, and there were also people under the moonlight.

"It's a man," he said, "kill!"

"ah?"

The person who went down the mountain was naturally Yin Miaomiao. She followed the sound and wanted to find someone to ask about the way to the nearby town. Who knew that when they saw each other, they would shout and kill each other.

What you say sounds creepy. If you are a human, you have to kill it. Is it possible that this world... a human being is upside down and kill it when you meet someone?

She got goosebumps: "Wait!"

But the man in black dared not listen to her, for fear that he would be bewitched by listening to one more sentence and would be devastated.

Yin Miaomiao subconsciously raised her arm, and the blade was about to fall on her wrist.

Just when everyone thought that blood would splatter three feet, the man in black was stunned. He knew how strong he could do with one knife. Not to mention his thin wrist, his entire arm was cut off.

It is possible.

But he was blocked.

Some invisible force blocked his attack, and the blade was an inch away from her and could never be cut down.

The man who had been slaughtering all over the family trembled rarely: ", Collar..."

Yin Miaomiao was also surprised. She couldn't figure out why she could withstand such a blow. She only felt a little itchy on her wrist and something was scratching the back of her hand.

Subconsciously, she raised her hand: "Go."

A fire snake rushed out of her palm and met the man in black. It was like a bullet, penetrated through their throats at an extremely fast speed.

The five enemies didn't even have time to scream, and they died in an instant.

The fire snake turned around in the air and returned to Yin Miaomiao's wrist. She lifted her sleeves strangely and felt a circle of red lines on her wrist, thin and red, and her tentacles were slightly cool.

She touched her fingers, and the thread was motionless and integrated. It was not the living snake she imagined, but the dead thing.

It looked like a magic weapon... Yin Miaomiao closed her sleeves, glanced at the corpse on the ground, and suddenly came up with a plan.

She picked up the knife that landed on the side, picked out their clothes, and checked the people from head to toe. At this time, she wondered. Whether in terms of clothing or body structure, these are undoubtedly humans, and they are all yellow.

Yellow people with black skin.

Otherwise, she would dissect the organs in her body. She thought of it and did it. She cut open the other person's stomach with the tip of a knife. When she was about to check that the heart, liver, spleen and lungs were not normal, her ears caught a strange movement: "Who?"

She walked over with a knife: "Who is there?"

Who else can be there except Zhuo Yu? He originally wanted to hide for as long as possible, but this woman who looked like a demon actually started to cut her stomach and looked like she wanted to eat people. He was frightened.

Below, I accidentally stepped on the dead branches and made a noise.

It was too late to escape now, and Zhuo Yu didn't think he could escape, so when she pushed the branches away, she pretended to be calm: "I've seen... a fairy."

Yin Miaomiao looked at him suspiciously. The man in front of him was very young, with starry eyes and sword eyebrows, extraordinary aura, and his brocade robe was wrinkled and covered with a lot of blood.

She looked at him for a while and then looked at the corpses. They were masked and black, and there was nothing except the purse and fire break. It was not difficult to think of killers and others.

All the clues connected together, she understood: "So that's it. Those people were chasing you. When they saw me appear unexpectedly, they wanted to kill someone to silence me, right?"

Zhuo Yu tensed his face and nodded slightly: "Yes."

"That's it." She looked at him thoughtfully, "Who are you, why do they kill you?"

Seeing that she had no intention of taking action, Zhuo Yu secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "Ye Liu, Weiyuan Hou Ye Zhou is the father of Xiaxia. I was ordered by my father to go back to my hometown to visit relatives, but I knew that I met a bad person on the road. Thanks to the girl, I am grateful.

All."

Yin Miaomiao could determine that this was probably an ancient society, but he didn't know the age: "Marquis Weiyuan? I haven't heard of it. What is his relationship with the emperor?"

Yin Miaomiao had no objection. She just had an amnesia person, and she had no idea where Xuzhou was: "Do you know the road?"

"I probably know." Zhuo Yu made a decision after careful consideration, "I have been there before."

Yin Miaomiao breathed a sigh of relief. It was probably difficult to find a guide in this cold winter, so it would be better if Zhuo Yu could get to know him.

Another thing to be thankful is that their horses are still in place and are hiding them with great effort when they come.

Before leaving, Zhuo Yu ate the cold sesame cakes left before, and the coarse grains thorned his throat. He chewed them up and then swallowed them slowly.

Yin Miaomiao was worried that he was embarrassed, so he thoughtfully ate half a cake with him, and said, "The cold tastes better than the hot ones, and it is sweeter."

The old man sold ordinary sesame cakes, without filling and no sugar, but starch turned into sugar when it came to enzymes, and she was not lying.

Zhuo Yu only said that she was comforting herself and smiled, half sincere and half miserable: "It was good that I could have a stutter when I was a child, but it was rare to have cold ones, and I had never eaten hot ones."

The prince forgotten in the palace is not even as good as the eunuchs and maids. When the meal comes to him, there is no heat. In the cold winter, there is a layer of dirty oil. This is pretty good. The eunuch who gives food is disgusted with it. The original model

It was delivered as it was, but at other times, it was more or less deducted, and the amount sent was not enough to eat.

Yin Miaomiao raised his eyes and saw that although he was self-deprecating, he looked calm. He was neither ashamed of his past experience nor complained about the current situation. He couldn't help but feel a little fond of him.

She didn't know if he was a wise ruler, but she could be sure that he was an open-minded and tenacious person - he would not hold a grudge because others saw his down-and-out side, nor would he be easily defeated by difficulties.

He deserves her help.

Yin Miaomiao thought, and handed him the water bag left by the assassin on the horse's back: "Eat slowly, don't rush."

"Thank you." Zhuo Yu took two sips of cold water and swallowed all the food in his mouth. "But you were wrong. We don't have much time, let's go."

He jumped onto the horse and identified the direction: "Go here."

The two left one after another.

Three hours later, the sky became darker. Yin Miaomiao said, "It's getting darker, let's find a place to spend the night first."

Zhuo Yu has not slept all night and has been traveling for another day. He also wants to take a break, but there is no place to stay in the village and behind the village, so there is no place to stay: "Let's walk forward and maybe we can find a farm stay."

"What is that?" Yin Miaomiao shook his finger.

Zhuo Yu squinted his eyes and looked at it: "That is someone's farm." Rich families usually set up several farms in the suburbs, which can not only produce but also go to summer vacation in summer.