[You who came from the stars] please save

In the first year of Guanghai, luminous objects appeared in the sky of Ganseong County, Wonjumok, Ganglingfu and Chuncheonfu, like a bowl-covered disc, which disappeared in a flash and melted into the starry sky.

That person never appeared again.

That day, the unadorned Tang suit became a thorn in Yihua's heart. She changed her name and changed her surname to become an embroidery girl in a famous embroidery studio. It was a little late to start learning embroidery at the age of 15. She started to learn from splitting threads, with thick hair. The silk thread is split into 20 silks, twisted and picked, hooked and stabbed, and the fingering is superb. There is no better person in spinning, weaving, embroidery and clothing making than Yihua. She is so good, as if she is even better. The better person will stay, indulging in the beautiful dream she wove.

Yicheng Yihua left the embroidery shop and opened a tailor-made clothing workshop by herself. She spent a lot of effort to hire an embroiderer from Daming who was good at Shu embroidery.Later, she finally made the Ru skirt she dreamed of, "the blouse is heavily embroidered with leaves and leaves", and "the blouse is used to be half-exposed", which is quite wonderful with silk brocade carvings.The women said it was a dissolute thing to wear, but they always asked to buy it, and burned it on the day she was married.

Just like that person, beautiful like a dream that never existed.

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Washing her clothes in icy cold water, A Chan's hands were red from the cold, her joints were paralyzed and she could not bend, she said bitterly to herself: "Dreams are plump and reality is skinny, and those who abuse children will die! Die, die!"

Past and present lives are nothing more than imagination caused by the activity of the cerebral cortex. In dreams, there are warm eyes and tenderness like silk. What about reality? !This adobe house is small and dank.A Chan squeezed her wrist. The bones of a six-year-old child were thin and the skin was yellow. She let out a breath and looked up to the sky. Who can tell her what's going on?

This is the 14th day she wakes up, and the 14th time she wakes up from hunger.Girls, big and small, fell asleep in rows next to them, and in the silent night, the sounds of gurgling and gurgling could be clearly heard one after another.Very hungry, Achan tightened her belt, turned over and continued to sleep, and she would not be hungry after falling asleep.

Achan found that children sometimes cry secretly, which made her very curious. These children are very able to endure hardships. They will not cry when they are hungry or cold and do rough work. What can scare them like this?

It turned out that every once in a while, ranging from half a year to a few days, a big man would choose one of the children to leave the yard, and the person who went out had never returned.Achan can't remember her identity, but she clearly remembers that she has read books and written characters. She was only a girl in her previous life, but she feels that she can embroider, draw and tailor clothes with novel styles and exquisite patterns.

Regardless of recalling other things, the first thing Achan has to do is to survive.Wherever there are people, there is competition, even among children.Here only some water and three steamed buns mixed with bran are provided every day. It is this kind of thing that can't be grabbed one step too late, and the hunger drives people crazy.A-Chan guessed that she was a wandering ghost before, but now the delicacies that pop up in her mind from time to time make her more sure that she must have lived a life of fine clothes and fine food, delicate white noodles, fragrant fish, and sweet wine. Hearing her describe it like this, The children sitting around swallowed their saliva.

"Such things are probably only enjoyed by the official..."

"It's not an exaggeration to say that such bright wine is from Liquan, maybe it's exclusively for the master of the main hall."

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"Poor Cicada, she has seen visions..."

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She asked the girls what the older sisters were going to do, they would just shake their heads, Achan was a little scared, she was the oldest among the remaining girls and she looked relatively strong, if she knew it, she wouldn't eat so much...Achan Somewhat annoyed.

The closed courtyard was guarded by two strong men. The house was covered with thatch in a herringbone shape, and the walls made of yellow mud were low.

It was very windy that day, and the man with the round face and belly tied up and wiping his forehead came again, and Achan tried to curl herself up a little smaller.To no avail, the burly man pointed at her with his short, fat fingers, "It's you, Cicada."

She didn't cry, but obediently followed out of the yard.

"It's really rare to be a good boy." Two bearded men followed closely behind, and they discussed in a low voice.

On the road in the evening, the low voice reached Achan's ears clearly, "The last time was too troublesome, and I couldn't make any money. Now I am being trained and taught by my mother in a brothel."

She shivered and was stunned by the clods on the soles of her feet. She rushed forward two steps and bumped into the person leading the way, and hurriedly raised her head to express her loyalty, "I will always be obedient, I... I am just, a little hungry..."

The person leading the way turned his head sideways, "Jin Daoxun!"

The person behind rubbed his hands and ran to the front, "Brother?"

A-Chan caught the steamed buns thrown over in a daze, and swallowed them, even though it smelled like a man's sweat, which made her feel sympathetic to herself.

Wearing a small coat and a bright red wide-brimmed hat with printed patterns, this is the standard sacrificial attire in legend, and it turns out that they are pretending to be gods and ghosts to cheat money.A-Chan felt relieved, luckily it wasn't a broken leg and was disabled to make a strange appearance, but it's really, really the first time for a good boy from Tian Dynasty to do such a thing, A-Chan shook his head to dispel the useless problem of Tian Chao.

There are actually wizards in this country, and they are even incorporated into the national official system. Although Achan is not convinced by this kind of thing, you think even a witch doctor has to know everything, and pretend to be a blind wizard.But between being really blind and pretending to be blind, Achan decisively chose the second one.After the trafficker uncle nodded in satisfaction, she started her swindling career as a witch doctor.

Max, forgive me...