The heroine falls in love with scum [Quick Transmigration]

Lin Qingyan's voice disappeared in a deserted place, and there seemed to be a faint sound in the temple where he couldn't see his fingers, but it was unknown whether the owner of this sound was a mouse running around, or someone like her.You know, in such an environment, the most indispensable thing is the mouse.

Lin Qingyan stomped her feet in front of the threshold, stretched the candle in her hand, and the darkness in the temple was driven away by the candlelight.

"Since there is no one, I can come in."

Lin Qingyan said politely, and then walked in dignifiedly. Facing the unknown dangers in the temple, she did not flinch like a girl of her age should.

Lin Qingyan came to the altar used for worship, tilted the candle in his hand, and followed the candlelight at the front to burn more vigorously, the upper side of the candle was sunken down, and wax tears dripped on the table one after another.

The candlelight approached the exposed cotton thread, and a discarded half-cut candle with red wax and gold characters inserted in the candlesticks on both sides of the incense burner was lit, and the entire temple was completely restored to its proper light.

With a wave of Lin Qingyan's hand, she extinguished the light source she brought with a few strokes. The candle was placed horizontally on the altar, and the crisp wax tears formed on the back of her hand were peeled off piece by piece. Lin Qingyan leisurely observed the situation in the temple.

There are spider webs hanging everywhere on the walls of the temple. There are some messy piles of wheat straw on the left side of the temple, and broken clay pots, pieces of wood and other debris on the right side. Compared with the integrity of the left wall, the situation on the right side is considered serious. A brick is missing in the right corner, and there is another tiny passage with the outside world.

Lin Qingyan's gaze returned to the altar table, on which were several common foods that were so cold that they appeared at an unknown time.Although the temple is dilapidated, there is absolutely no shortage of offerings on routine dates, which is why some people can survive in the temple.

Looking straight ahead, a figure of Buddha meditating in the lotus came into view. It turned out that this is a temple dedicated to Bodhisattvas.The size of this Buddha statue is not small, much taller than a grown man.

The pink lotus and bright green lotus leaves should be the right colors, but now the bare lotus base reveals the corner of the clothes that does not belong to the Buddha statue. Lin Qingyan found this thing from top to bottom for the first time. Such a place, Except behind the Buddha statue, where else can a living person be hidden.

Lin Qingyan stood up straight, and after bowing to the Buddha statue in front of him, he rummaged through the altar for a white flour steamed bun with less gray and white scratches.Holding the steamed bun with the left hand and hiding it behind his back, the right hand picks up the candle he brought and placed on the altar. The blackened cotton thread at the front of the candle wick stays on the candle for a few seconds before being lit.

Lin Qingyan walked around the altar and walked steadily to the right side of the Buddha statue. The candlelight in his hand made everything dissolved in the darkness invisible.

The people hugging their knees and huddled together were trembling, but their heads were not lifted up. I don't know if they were too scared to lift them up, or they didn't notice Lin Qingyan's appearance.

Lin Qingyan stared at her, except for the dancing candlelight in her hand, everything seemed to be still.

She was wearing a long-sleeved shirt. There were many dirty marks and tears on the clothes. Lin Qingyan could tell at a glance that it was an adult man's white shirt. The shirt was so long that most of the black coarse trousers were covered by the shirt. live.

In this kind of weather, although it is not freezing cold, there will be white mist drifting away as soon as you breathe.Lin Qingyan, who was unpopular in her eldest brother's house, was also wearing an old-fashioned cotton padded coat at this moment, and how did she survive with such thin clothes.

She was emaciated and ugly, her hair was messy and fluffy, with a lot of short wheat straw mixed in between the strands.The missing buttons of the shirt near the neck exposed the flat breasts, but they did not have the breasts that women should have at all, and the yellow skin seemed to be covered with a layer of black charcoal.

The undulating, gray-black chest would never make people think of sinful eyes.Lin Qingyan couldn't judge her age. Is this a young girl who has not developed, or a woman who has no nutrition to support her development and is actually older than herself?

Lin Qingyan tilted the candle, a few drops of wax tears dripped, and the candle in his hand was fixed on the stone platform.

Lin Qingyan asked softly, "Is your name Fu Si?"

She looked at Lin Qingyan at the same level, and hurriedly shivered back, trying to retreat to a place where Lin Qingyan could not touch.

Everyone knows that there should be no mistakes, this person is the Fu Si I am looking for, one fool is enough in Fengming Village, there will be no second one.

Lin Qingyan took out his left hand from behind, and kept toasting the steamed buns over the candle flame. The skin of the steamed buns was slightly charred, and the hot steamed buns smelled delicious.

Lin Qingyan pulled the dough off completely, and met Fu Si who was seduced by the steamed bun with his mouth open, "Do you want to eat?"

Fu Si stood up, her lips were closed, she wanted to say something but couldn't make the sound she should have.

Compared with Lin Qingyan, she was too short, the hem of her shirt reached her knees, and a shirt was worn as pajamas.If the height is compared at the same level, her head can reach Lin Qingyan's chest at most.

Lin Qingyan shook the steaming steamed bun in his hand, "Come here, this steamed bun is for you to eat."

Fu Si took a step forward and then stopped. Lin Qingyan stretched out his hands and barely managed to touch her, but he didn't take strong measures because of this. Lin Qingyan could guess that if she did so, she would run away immediately.

Lin Qingyan put the steamed buns to her lips to signal, "If you don't come here again, the steamed buns will be gone."

Fu Si hurriedly moved over barefooted on the ground, snatched the steamed bun from Lin Qingyan's hand, squeezed the steamed bun with muddy hands and stuffed it into her mouth, and ate it.

Lin Qingyan unbuttoned the button, and the cold air that rushed in did not make Lin Qingyan hesitate for a second. Lin Qingyan took off the cotton-padded jacket he was wearing and put it on Fu Si's body. lose.

Fu Si ate the steamed buns very cleanly, and even picked up the crumbs of the steamed buns that fell on the ground.

Lin Qingyan smoothed her back with one hand, and hugged her with both hands. Unexpectedly, with both hands, she hugged Fu Si.

She is so light, it seems to be only the weight of a handful of bones, even Lin Qingyan, a teenage girl, can easily lift her up.

Lin Qingyan supported her hip with his left hand, and put his right hand on her back to stabilize her body. This posture is a bit like a loving mother hugging her child to sleep.

Fu Si struggled a few times, her head lay on Lin Qingyan's shoulder, she opened her mouth and bit the exposed shoulder under her neck desperately, as if thinking that Lin Qingyan would not punish her for it.

Red liquid flowed from her shoulders, and she calmed down with a parched mouth, and pressed her lips against the wound to quench her thirst by sucking blood.

Lin Qingyan carried her to the pile of wheat straw, hooked the wheat straw with his feet to lay out a small area, Lin Qingyan put her on it, looked at her blood red mouth, and then realized the wound on his shoulder.

Lin Qingyan touched his shoulder with his fingers, and the bleeding from the wound had stopped.

This person is really too stupid, or is he so hungry that he can drink blood like water.