Quick travel god stick demeanor

At this time, Xie Ange didn't know what kind of consequences his momentary soft-heartedness had caused.

A small deviation, like a fulcrum needed by Archimedes, moved the originally solid fate line.

As for the heroine who was originally lucky, she will never know what she has lost.

Late autumn, dark night, the villa.

The flames soared into the sky, and the enchanting flames licked the monster-like villa, illuminating half of the sky.

The strange thing is that the bustling and bustling villa in the past didn't hear a single human voice at this time, and it was eerily quiet in this deep mountain and wild forest.

But this does not mean that there are no people in the villa. On the contrary, countless people are killed in the sea of ​​fire every moment.

On the top of the mountain opposite the villa, a monk stood on the top of the mountain. In the dark clouds covering the stars and the moon, where there was no light except for the blazing fire, he recited the Buddha's name: "Amitabha."

Although the young monk's tone was regretful, he was not anxious at all, as if what was burned in the villa was not human beings like him, but something indifferent, which looked terribly cold.

Needless to say, this is exactly Xie Ange.

During the day, he made a calculation on a whim, and although he calculated that there would be a disaster for Ma Wu here, it was too late to save him.

Xie Ange lamented the withering of life, but did not sympathize with those who died.

Buddhists say cause and effect, not aimlessly.The fire in the villa is the result, and its cause is what the people in the villa did in the past.

After all, in natural disasters and man-made disasters, human life is no more noble than those livestock.

Before the fire started, there were many raccoon slaves, wild dogs, rats, insects, ants, and birds in the forest, like the ducks who were the first to know the water in the Spring River. They sensed the danger in advance and ran away one after another.

But those dull humans were devoured by a premeditated fire instead.

"Hahahaha! You also have today! Retribution! Retribution!"

I don't know when, in the silent night, an arrogant female voice sounded, and that voice contained endless sadness, just like the weeping woman because of the lonely boat, which made people cry.

The owner of this female voice is a beautiful woman with beautiful eyes and affectionate body.

In late autumn, when the withered grass is covered with frost, even the poorest families will try to add clothes to keep warm, but this woman is abnormally wearing a thin crimson gauze dress, revealing her white and tender arms and breasts, as if she is always in the midst of a prosperous age. The noble ladies in the summer of Tang Dynasty don't know the cold of autumn and winter, but only know the boundless wind and moon.

She has picturesque eyebrows, the most delicate makeup on her face, the watery red at the end of her eyes, and the deep red on her lips are so alluring.

But at this moment, on this picturesque face, there was hatred and hostility that could not be concealed.

This ghostly woman looked at the villa, only wishing that there were no screams from those stinky men to cheer her up.But even that was pleasant enough.

A coat was draped over her shoulders, accompanied by calm words, "Furong, it's late at night, it's getting cold."

"Hahaha!" Furong laughed until tears came out, she was full of joy, like a child who got a favorite toy, her eyes sparkled and said, "Siying, do you know? I'm not cold at all, I'm extremely hot! Haha !"

Fu Rong stretched out her scarlet tongue and licked her red lips. She opened her arms as if she wanted to hug someone. Facing the raging fire, she half-closed her eyes, fascinated, "This fire is so warm!"

Zhang Siying sighed.

She knew that Furong had hatred in her heart, and after serving her enemies with her body for so many years, her mind had been distorted beyond recognition.

The owner of the villa destroyed Furong's family, and the servants of the villa were the minions of the wolf, and in Furong's heart they deserved to die.

Zhang Siying studied chemical engineering in her previous life. Although she is not proficient in psychology, she also knows that if Furong cannot be vented and corrected, then this young girl will be completely ruined.

Perhaps, Fu Rong had gone crazy long ago.

When she first came here, she was penniless and unfamiliar with the place. It was Furong who took her in, gave her food and clothes.

Otherwise, Zhang Siying couldn't imagine whether she could survive in this ancient times with her weak body.

Many time-travel novels describe the ancient YY as extremely beautiful, with beautiful scenery, fresh air, simple and unsophisticated people's hearts, just like a paradise.

But Zhang Siying can guarantee with her real experience and personality that ancient times are by no means so beautiful.

From the four aspects of food, clothing, housing and transportation, the first is clothing. The fabrics in this era mainly include hemp, silk, and cotton.Linen is cheap, silk is expensive, and cotton is rare, and Zhang Siying also wears clothes made of linen, which is so sour, and the skin is so worn that it almost hurts.

The second is food. The most common modern vegetables and fruits, snacks, and various seasonings, not to mention how rare, some were not available in ancient times, or only wealthy people could afford them.

Some vegetables that are used to eating in modern times may not even be wild vegetables that have been tamed at this time.

One can imagine how much Zhang Siying resents food.

The third is to live. There is no air conditioner, no heating, no running water, no shower, no electricity, no mobile phone. Zhang Siying doesn't know what expression to put on other than crying.

Finally, OK, this is even more frustrating.Not to mention the level of comfort and convenience, the speed alone is enough to make modern people who are used to enjoying the traffic in the country of infrastructure madness crazy.

Even if it is a golden horse, its speed can hardly match the cheapest modern four-wheeled vehicle.

Zhang Siying took advantage of Furong's glory and took a ride in what is known as the most comfortable carriage in this era, but after she took the ride, she was indifferent.

In just two years after coming here, Zhang Siying felt that her living standard was diving in a straight line, and her requirements for the quality of life were also declining.

Rao was always as calm as her, so she couldn't help but began to pray to all the gods to send her home.

Not asking for anything else, but asking to go home.

Let the glory of the information age cover me, let the air of industrial society pollute me.

Zhang Siying looked at the villa that was burning more and more. There were hundreds of lives in it. Some of them greeted her this morning, some gave her purse, and some sewed clothes for her.

Soon, they will all die.

There was also a young owner of the villa. Zhang Siying, who had seen all the beauties, had to admit that he was very beautiful. When he stood with Furong, he was really a golden boy and a beautiful girl, a perfect match.

It's a pity that this is a gloomy and handsome man, with the expression that everyone owes me 800 million all day long, so he doesn't like the beauty.

No matter how good he is to Furong.

That man was really kind to Furong, and he held his heart up for her to trample on.

He asked about Furong's basic necessities of life, one by one.Even on those embarrassing days, he stayed by Fu Rong's side, invited a doctor for her, warmed her stomach, and cooked sugar water for her.

Even if such a man is placed in the modern marriage and love market, he is still a good blue chip stock, or the one studded with diamonds.

Not to mention, in addition to a pretty face, he also has a car, a house, talent, and sentimentality. He is the leader under the bed, and the kitchen is the hall. It can be said that he has achieved the ultimate in virtue and virtue.

Zhang Siying even had reason to suspect that they did not hide this action from the overly shrewd man, and then the man died of hopeless love.

Tsk tsk, how stupid!

Exactly the same as her dead ghost father who died early.

The dead slowly decay under the grave.

The living have everything under the sun.

Sometimes, women are much more ruthless than men when they are fickle.

Zhang Siying couldn't count how many boyfriends her mother had changed, and how many stepdads her mother had introduced to her.

One is bigger than the other, and one is more affectionate than the other.

Every time those men divorced her mother for various unavoidable reasons, the mother would always take away half or even more than half of the former's property, and then at a miraculous speed, spend those properties that ordinary people might not be able to spend in a lifetime. Guang, recovered into a pitiful, poverty-stricken, strong and gentle single mother.

Every time Zhang Siying looked at her mother's new boyfriend and accused her ex of mistreating her, Zhang Siying always had a feeling of irony.

Maybe, there is a special magical creature in this world.

She may not accomplish anything, and she may not be popular with the same sex, but her attraction to the opposite sex is always so unscientific.

I don't know how the mother's honeymoon with the new stepfather went, and whether she found that her daughter had disappeared.

Maybe it hasn't been discovered yet.

Fortunately, a pension fund has been prepared for the unreliable mother, plus the inheritance left by her, even if she is old and frail in the end, and can no longer catch the hearts of men, she will not live on the streets, lacking food and clothing.

It's so strange, so many people are about to die in the sea of ​​fire, at my own hands, why am I not afraid or guilty at all?

Zhang Siying thought, maybe she is cold by nature, and she has the same blood as her mother, so it is only natural that she is like her.

I remember when I was doing biology experiments in high school, every time I dissected a frog, her hands were always the most stable and fastest.

When filling out the university application, she originally filled in medicine. After halfway through the door, she suddenly realized her conscience and felt that she had to consider the patients who might exist in the future, so she decisively changed her application.

Zhang Siying didn't care much about this kind of morbid psychology.There are tens of thousands of people in this world, and their thoughts are also different. There may not be no one who thinks like her.

She, Zhang Siying, did not violate any law or discipline, and worked hard to contribute to the construction of socialism. She was worthy of the country and the people.

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small theater

man: i love you

Female: I don't love you

Man: It's okay, I love you

Female: Enemy, go to hell

Male: ...as you wish (death)