[Red Mansion+Qing Chuan] The heroine comes from the last days

Collect the teacup, pour water, wash it, dry it, and pour water.

Repeat this three times, and then boil it in boiling water before you can finish the job.

Jiang Ling knew that things in Jia's mansion were complicated and there were many rules, but he never thought that things would be so complicated and there were so many rules.Just to make a teacup, you have to carefully pass three waters, then choose the sweet well water in the morning light (no sweet ones), boil it five times in the copper tripod, and finally use the clear spring water to wash it carefully. Ground steaming, until it is clean without a trace of peculiar smell, it is barely over.

After one toss, Jiang Ling was already dizzy, unable to distinguish east, west, north, south.

Fortunately, she is the maid in charge of washing teacups, not the maid in charge of making tea.It is said that brewing tea in Jia’s mansion not only requires three, five, seven, nine times of water, each water has its own specialties, some need sweet spring water, some need snow water in the cellar, and some need to be transported thousands of miles away. Some of the hot spring water can only be boiled with the dewdrops on the peach petals in spring and the dewdrops in the lotus flowers in summer... There are so many of them.Oh, it is said that when adding water to the teapot, you have to pay attention to the scale on the teapot. A slight increase or decrease by one point will make a pot of tea useless.

Jiang Ling had nothing to say except that she was glad that she was not a tea-making maid.

After cleaning the teacup, Jiang Ling's second task was to run errands for Miss Lin.

Miss Lin's name is Daiyu, and she is the number one female character in Dream of the Red Chamber.Jiang Ling didn't know much about the Dream of the Red Chamber, but she had heard about Lin Daiyu's name a long time ago.Among other things, that Song of Funeral Flowers is enough to envy many latecomers.

At the moment when he saw Lin Daiyu, Jiang Ling's only feeling was that he felt ashamed.

At that time, she had just been brought into Jia Mu's house by the mandarin duck, and she was learning to collect teacups with another maid, clumsy and a little frustrated.Suddenly, I heard a chuckle in the green gauze closet, and a girl with bright eyes opened the bead curtain and came out with a smile.Jiang Ling knew that this was probably Miss Lin.The four girls in Jia's mansion are all older than Jiang Ling, only Miss Daiyu is younger than her.

Sure enough, all the maids around were blessed and said that Miss Lin was well.

Lin Daiyu walked around the room, holding a scroll of poems in her hand, and asked with a smile: "Who will read this poem for me?"

The maids looked at each other, and a maid named Pearl stepped forward and said with a smile: "Young lady's poems are naturally excellent, but we are only fluent in writing, how can we read poems for the young lady? ... or wait for the treasure After the second master comes back, let's think about it for the girl."

Lin Daiyu was stunned for a moment, then said "Oh" softly, rubbing a corner of the poem with a disconcerted expression.

Seeing Lin Daiyu's appearance, Zhenzhu couldn't bear it, so she couldn't help persuading her, "Miss, oh, Jiang Ling, I heard that you can read and write, why don't you come and read this poem for Miss Lin? Don't be afraid, even if you say something wrong, the girl won't blame you."

She turned around a few times, and then directed the conversation to Jiang Ling.

The maids in the room suddenly lifted their spirits and looked at Jiang Ling in unison, a little surprised, a little surprised, and a little sympathetic or envious.Jiang Ling stepped forward bravely, and said in a low voice, "I only know a few words..."

Before she finished speaking, Lin Daiyu had already stuffed the manuscript into her hand, pursed her lips and said with a smile, "Look at it for me."

Jiang Ling lowered his head and gently smoothed the poem in his hand.Although Lin Daiyu was young, she wrote beautiful and good characters, which were neatly printed on the page, which made her a little ashamed.Ever since she got used to computer input, Jiang Ling has rarely used a pen to write. Even if she had practiced calligraphy for a few years, it was more than ten years ago.

That page of poems was light and ethereal, from the words to the words, there was a sense of clarity and ease.

This is obviously a little poem chanting lotus, clean and clear, with elegant diction, and even the melody is not bad at all.While secretly admiring Jiang Ling, he began to feel ashamed of himself.She comes from the modern age who doesn't know how many years later, and has experienced a catastrophe in the end of the world. Not to mention reciting poems and painting, she almost forgot even the most basic appreciation of poems, alas...

Jiang Ling thought for a while, and said honestly: "Young lady, the servants only know a few words and understand the meaning of the girl's poems, but if they want to taste poems and judge poems, I'm afraid they will fail, and they have really failed the girl. "After that, she held the poem manuscript in both hands and handed it to Lin Daiyu.

Lin Daiyu stared at her for a while, then suddenly burst out laughing: "You are so funny."

Jiang Ling was so embarrassed that he wished he could find a hole in the ground and get in.

From that day on, Lin Daiyu seemed to have found an interesting place, and took Jiang Ling into the house from time to time, showed her poems and sentences, and then laughed crisply at Jiang Ling's occasional surprising words, As clear as a silver bell.

Jiang Ling occasionally declined, but was stopped by Lin Daiyu with a smile, "You still have to wash the inkstone for me".

Forget it, who let her take the errands of washing teacups, inkstones and running errands at the wife in charge?

After another three or five days like this, Xueyan, the maid in front of Lin Daiyu, caught the wind and cold, and the nanny told Jiamu to temporarily transfer Jiang Ling to watch the night.Jiang Ling had just run twice during the day, and she was very tired, so she didn't shirk it when she heard about it, and happily complied.

The lamp oil was refilled twice, the number of candles was reduced from three to one, Lin Daiyu had already slept in the green cupboard, and the nanny also went back to the house to rest.Jiang Ling stayed in the small room in the cubicle, loosening his braids while loosening his arms and legs.

In the past three to five days, she has become more and more used to the ancient life.If it weren't for the deed of selling her life in Mrs. Wang's hands, she would definitely say "This life is enough for me", and then live like this for the rest of her life.However, it was precisely because the deed of selling herself was still in the hands of others that she had to work harder to save some money so that she could redeem herself from Jia's mansion and truly see the world.

However, it was said that if he wanted to redeem himself from Jia's mansion, the ransom would be more than ten times higher than selling his own body.

With her braids loose, Jiang Ling combed slowly with a comb. She didn't put down the comb until she felt a little more relaxed, and then pressed down the rhombic mirror, preparing to loosen the cuffs for herself.However, when she touched the back of the rhombic mirror, she suddenly had a strange feeling.

As if the whole person was in the sea, the waves beat against the back of the head one after another, a little painful, but extremely hearty.

She looked down at the diamond mirror under her hand, and suddenly remembered what Lin Daiyu had said during the day:

"I heard that many objects in Jia's mansion were consecrated by eminent monks and Taoist priests. The entire mansion is full of fairy spirit. Jiang Ling, do you think it's fun?" Lin Daiyu suddenly pursed her lips and smiled when she said this. He pointed to the Linghua mirror and said, "For example, this mirror is said to be able to see the present life on the front and the past life on the back. There are one or two mirrors of the same type. It is said that there are maids who have dreamed about their previous lives. But when I fall asleep on the back of this mirror, I always dream of a grass. You say, I am a good living person , how could it be a grass in the previous life?"

At that time, Jiang Ling's heart skipped a beat.Lin Daiyu didn't know that she was Crimson Pearl Immortal Grass in her previous life, but she did.

Later, Lin Daiyu changed the topic to the poem manuscript, and the Linghua mirror was skipped, and Jiang Ling was busy washing the inkstone outside, but did not mention it.After such a busy afternoon and another dusk, Jiang Ling returned to the small room where the vigil was held, stroking the mirror in a daze.

Can this mirror really see my past life?

Jiang Ling recalled the scenes of his previous life, hesitant and somewhat hopeful.Unknowingly, she slowly stretched her hand towards the mirror, held it in her hand, and slowly pointed the opposite side at herself.

In the dim candlelight, the back of the mirror was smooth, reflecting her appearance vaguely.

Jiang Ling thumped in his heart, and suddenly had an extremely bad premonition.She was about to put the Linghua mirror back when suddenly a white light flashed in front of her eyes, as brilliant as a nuclear explosion in winter.She subconsciously covered her eyes to prevent herself from being blinded by the strong light.When the intense light between the fingers gradually faded, the rhombic mirror in his hand also became cold little by little.

Jiang Ling opened his eyes and staggered back two steps, his eyes full of horror.

In front of him was a lifeless ruin. Sporadic zombies wandered in the reinforced concrete, exuding a rotten atmosphere.

The sky was gray, and the sun was blocked by the thick dust, only occasionally a ray of light could be leaked, shining on her body, there was a slight warmth, but more of it was a biting cold.

The rotting creature not far away has spotted her, and staggered towards her.

Jiang Ling subconsciously turned around and ran away. Ten years of life in the apocalypse had already turned all this into a conditioned reflex.Run, run quickly, run to the nearest entrance to the underground city, and she will be able to catch her breath for a while.Faster, faster...

Her mind was blank, and she couldn't think of anything other than a word.

The water chestnut mirror was still cold, emitting a slight white glow, but Jiang Ling had no time to take care of the mirror, and even had no time to think about whether he was still holding a water chestnut mirror in his hand.The oncoming threat to life overwhelmed her, and a familiar sense of overwhelming dread dominated her mind.Before she could react, she had already escaped from this area and the sight of those rotting creatures as fast as she could.

call……

Jiang Ling supported a steel bar, panting heavily.She had already run two or three thousand meters away, and the few scattered rotting creatures could not pose a threat to her for the time being.Suddenly, a few pieces of paper floated down from the sky, floating in the flying dust, looking like a leaflet.

leaflet?

It has been nearly ten years since the end of the world, how could there be still uncorrupted leaflets?

Could it be that this is not the end of the world she has experienced?

Jiang Ling thought for a while, then took a half step back cautiously, and waited for the papers to flutter down, before carefully stepping forward and carefully reading the words on it: Notes to document No. A new type of plant hormone...

The general idea in the document is that although these viruses cannot be transmitted through the air, they can pollute water sources. Now many plants have also produced double mutations due to viruses and various high-energy nuclear rays.These variations are mainly reflected in plant hormones. Different plant hormones can stimulate different potentials of the human body.After formal stimulation and combing, some people have evolved various abilities such as night vision, hypnosis, hibernation, and atavism due to specific plant hormones. The most powerful one can even break reinforced concrete with bare hands.

But the problem is that each type of plant hormone catalyzes different effects on different groups of people, which are completely different.

For example, if two people use the hormone mutated from the same iris flower at the same time, the first person may have enhanced vision, and the second person may die due to visceral distortion.No one has yet been able to find the difference between the two.

According to scientists, this is the most precious gift that nature bestows on human beings.

At the end of the leaflet, there is also a list of some evolutionary abilities, such as certain parts of certain plants, which type of special abilities may be stimulated.Jiang Ling glanced around, and found a special plant that "has a healing effect on human blood", and couldn't help but laugh and cry.

Isn't this turning ordinary people into Tang monk flesh?

She turned over the back of the leaflet and found that there were very few abilities recorded on it.

Jiang Ling flipped through the leaflets and found that they were all talking about the same thing, so he memorized the general content and turned to leave.

Suddenly she froze, holding the cold mirror in her hand, and retreated step by step.

Rotten creatures, densely packed rotten creatures, opened their mouths and let out a rotten smell, slowly, step by step, they were surrounding her.She wanted to retreat, but there was a huge crack behind her, and if she took two more steps, she would fall into the ground at an unknown depth.Moreover, there are rotting creatures underneath such large cracks that are obviously caused by earthquakes.

Jiang Ling's face turned pale, and while pinching the mirror in his hand, he suddenly felt blessed, and hastily raised the mirror to take a frontal look.The cold mirror became hot in an instant, and after a burst of strong white light, she returned to the small room where she had kept watch.

The candlelight was dim, and everything seemed like a lifetime away.

Except for a shoe that she ran away when she ran away in a hurry.