Volume Reading 1354

Daughter, you have found a good place for your hard-working daughter. "

Dad said, "It's all up to the husband to feed him. I wish him a long life!"

The fortune teller said: "It's easy to talk."

After a while, the fortune teller and aunt left, leaving only her and her father in the house.

Dad patted her on the shoulder: "At most three months, you will go to the city to live a good life, sleeping on a big wooden bed, covered with quilts, and eating as much as you want when you get there, and there will be servants for you. Commander, you are developed, but don't forget your parents."

An Lan opened her mouth slightly.

Although it was tempting to be full, she didn't want to go to town.

She is afraid.

"Father, I don't want to go."

This sentence attracted scolding, what an idiot, a rice-eater, no eyesight.

After scolding and scolding his father, he said, "It's up to you whether you go or not. If you don't go, don't eat."

An Lan shivered.

Do you starve to death if you don't eat?

She was afraid, but she didn't want to die, she could only go.

Only then did Dad leave with satisfaction.

That afternoon, she sneaked out of the house secretly, and seemed to be seen on the way, and a lot of people were talking about her.

There was no scolding this time, some people said she was lucky, some said she was a fox.

More people are talking about Mr. Qian in that town.

"I heard the son of the third family working in the town say that the money is over 60."

"Master, I like tender ones."

"It's to celebrate."

"Who knows, anyway, Miss Lan's family is very promising, and a lot of money is indispensable, and she can take care of the family in the future."

"Yo, isn't that Miss Lan? What are you doing out at this time? If you accidentally fall, it will be a big problem."

An Lan was frightened away again.

She didn't quite understand what those people said, she just felt inexplicably scared.

Before these people were just not very friendly, and today it sounded like everyone wanted to eat her.

Even though it was such a terrible thing, she couldn't see anything, and she couldn't even find a person who could tell her thoughts.

After another ten days, the whole house was filled with a cheerful atmosphere, and the people in the village outside seemed to be talking louder.

Only An Lan was shrouded in sorrow.

She was restless and finally walked out of the house on the night when she heard the cicadas.

She didn't want to run away, because she knew she couldn't run away, she just wanted to walk along the ridge, to a place she had never walked before.

The wind that night was piercingly cool, and the cicadas chirped rapidly, as if being driven by something.

An Lan always felt that something was wrong.

She had been out at night before, but never had this strange feeling.

She was a little scared and wanted to go back after walking a distance, but when she thought of that home, she felt even more scared.

In the end, fear overcomes fear.

An Lan bit her head and continued to move forward, just like this, when she came to a turning point, the stick in her hand suddenly emptied.

She grabbed the stick and tried to keep her balance, but her right foot also missed, and she stumbled and slammed into a hard object.

Before she could figure out what she had hit, she fell headfirst.

"Ahhh, help!"

"Pfft!"

"Grumbling..."

An Lan didn't know what was going on at all, she only felt pain all over her body, and a lot of water was pouring into her mouth desperately, her clothes and body were soaked, and the coolness swallowed her physical strength.

She danced and tried to stand up, only to choke on herself until she couldn't breathe at all.

To... die?

An Lan only felt that his head was about to burst, and there seemed to be a boulder pressed against his chest.

Her consciousness is getting blurry.

But she really didn't want to die, she never felt that death was liberation.

"Save... um..."

An Lan stomped her legs.

"Save... life... um..."

An Lan continued to pedal her legs.

"Help, help, help... eh? eh eh eh!"

She stopped struggling after shouting, as if something was wrong?

Didn't she choked on the water just now and couldn't speak at all? Why is she speaking so neatly now, and her feet seem to be on the ground.

Has she been dreaming?

An Lan quickly pinched her face.

"pain."

She bit her lip, feeling just aggrieved.

Fortunately, this grievance came and went quickly.

She patted her chest, and now it is clear that this is not a dream, she is still standing in the cold water.

The problem is that the water that was able to drown her whole body just now only covers her waist?

So weird!

An Lan reached out and touched the side, and found a wet wall.

For some reason, she suddenly thought of ghosts.

It has been chilly since she went out. Could she be entangled by a ghost?

When the villagers were telling stories, she had heard them from afar. In this world, there are immortals who are able to fly and do everything, and there are also special

Devil who eats children.

"Don't, don't eat me."

An Lan stepped back in fear.

The ten-year-old Lolita huddled in a ball and nestled in the corner, not to mention how endearing it was.

After a while, he still didn't notice any movement before An Lan dared to act.

She raised her head.

Although she can't see anything, she can only get out by walking up.

She thought she had fallen into a well,