Traveling through ancient times: daily life on the run

Chapter 215 Xia Liang is reborn as a human

My head was buzzing and my headache was splitting.

Could it be possible that the aftereffects of jumping off a cliff and dying could be brought back to the original body?

Xia Liang slowly opened her eyes. Was she back in her original body? Wouldn't that mean she could just take the time-space machine and go find Sister Luo and the others?

The only bad thing is that she might have to die in this dynasty with her original body.

But now she was a little stunned. Why when she opened her eyes, the sky was blue, a few light clouds hung listlessly in the sky, and a few yellow leaves curled up and fell on her body. Could it be that she was not dead yet?

He raised his paw again, and wow, it was actually a human hand, a particularly rough one at that. It looked like it had done a lot of farm work, and the gender of the hand was impossible to identify.

Xia Liang immediately sat up and looked around. Oh my God, why is there an old woman who looks particularly shabby lying next to her?

There was a deep wound on the old woman's forehead, stained with blood. Xia Liang looked around and saw dense forests. She fell next to a stream, and there were big rocks on the edge of the stream.

She saw bloodstains on a big rock. Could it be that she and the old lady died after hitting the rock?

Who is she now? Why did she die in such a hellish place?

She weakly climbed up, her stomach growling with hunger. It looked like it was already past noon, and she had no memories of the original owner. How could she get out of this dense forest?

Fortunately, Xia Liang had a strong ability to survive in the wild. She lifted her weak legs and walked towards the stream. Her dark feet were covered with a pair of tattered cloth shoes, and several toes were ruthlessly thrown out.

It's really ironic that the person she is now in seems to be living a life worse than that of a white tiger.

After washing his face with some cold water and cleaning the blood from the wound on his forehead, Xia Liang sat down on a rock by the stream and fell into deep thought.

She had to calm herself down and accept reality.

After all, the sleeves of her clothes couldn't cover her arms at all, and the exposed arms were dark and strong. Her linen clothes were patched up, but they couldn't be pieced together into a complete piece of cloth, leaving many parts uncovered. She even had a strange, pungent smell.

It’s miserable, not just ordinary miserable.

She was stunned for a moment, then stuck her head out to see what her face looked like in the stream, but she was instantly petrified.

A dark and strong girl? With thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a pursed mouth, you might think she's a boy.

He should be fourteen or fifteen, or maybe thirty-four or thirty-five. Anyway, it's hard to guess his actual age by looking at his face.

Xia Liang touched her underdeveloped breasts and determined that she was only fourteen or fifteen years old.

Why is Xia Liang's fate so unfortunate?

She also wants to be a beautiful young lady with fair skin and tender skin!

After howling a few times, she walked over to the old lady who seemed to have fainted. She wondered if she was still breathing. She put her hand in front of her nostrils and felt for her pulse. She was dead.

Xia Liang took a step back in fear. Although he had killed many criminals as a White Tiger, it was still a little scary to see a stranger die in front of him for the first time.

At this moment, she heard someone's voice in the forest.

"Mom, sister, where are you?"

"Mom, sister!"

It was still the voices of two children.

Xia Liang stared at the lying female corpse, and it took him a long time to realize that this person was actually the mother of this body!

……

Suddenly, two fat bamboo rats jumped out from somewhere, gnawing on the bamboo and chattering.

"Brother, I think this guy is stupid."

"Yes, she rolled down the mountain with her mother. Her mother died but she survived. She is very lucky."

and many more……

Xia Liang's mind went blank.

How can animals talk?

No, how can she understand animals talking?

Could it be that she hasn't lost her special ability as the White Tiger?

Damn, this is even more outrageous than dressing up as a poor village girl...

"Hey, two cute little mice, come here."

One of them asked, "What? She called us?"

The other one nodded: "It seems so."

"Call you guys over here!"

The two mice were stunned. How could she be so scary? She seemed to have an inexplicable deterrent power that made them irresistible.

When the two rats approached, Xia Liang took out a stone and skillfully knocked them unconscious, quickly, fiercely, and accurately...

It turns out that the White Tiger's function has not been lost, hahahaha...

"Sister, sister, why are you hurt?"

"Mom, why is Mom lying here?"

Two little girls, about eight or nine years old, as thin as two sticks of firewood, trotted all the way to Xia Liang's side.

Xia Liang pointed at herself and asked, "I am your sister?"

The two little girls should be twins, fraternal twins who don't look particularly alike.

The little girl looked at the bloodstains on the rocks where her mother had hit her head, and then looked at the big wound on Xia Liang's forehead. She knew that she had also rolled down the mountain. Was her brain also damaged?

One of the little girls nodded and said, "Sister, did you hurt your brain?"

The other one went to shake his mother's body.

"Mom, mom, wake up."

Xia Liang shouted: "Stop shaking, your mother is dead."

After a while, he asked the girl with a slightly rounder face standing in front of him: "I lost my memory after falling. By the way, what is my name? Why did I fall from the mountain?"

When the little girls heard that their mother had died, tears streamed down their faces.

Xia Liang didn't bother to care about them, so she let them cry for now. She had to figure out a way to build a clay stove and roast the two bamboo rats. They would definitely be delicious.

After a while, the round-faced girl sobbed and said, "Sister, your name is Hu Daya, my name is Hu Erya, and my sister's name is Sanya."

"Is this also a daimyo?"

Xia Liang was shocked. Today's explosions were more than what he had encountered in the past few months...

San Ya stopped sobbing, came to her senses and asked Xia Liang: "Sister, what should we do next? Mom is dead, what should we do in the future?"

"Don't we have a father?"

Erya wiped her tears with her small black hands and said, "Dad is not a good person. Last night, he came back from drinking and beat Mom and us. To protect us, Mom fought with him, and as a result, Dad wouldn't let Mom eat.

Today, before daybreak, Dad said there was nothing to eat at home, so he asked you and Mom to go out and pick some wild vegetables and hunt some game. That's why you and Mom came to this deep forest. Most people don't come here because it's extremely dangerous."

Xia Liang was stunned. Oh my god, what kind of difficult mode is this...

"Then why are you here?"

"Dad sold the pot early in the morning, saying he wanted to get some money to buy rice, but I knew he would use the money to gamble and spend all the money on alcohol.

San Ya and I had some porridge this morning, but couldn't find Mom and Sister. We asked around, and then we heard Aunt Wang say she saw you and Mom coming to the forest before daybreak, so we came looking for you."

Only then did Xia Liang notice that the two little girls had small scars on their hands and feet caused by punctures from branches.

Two poor little girls.

"Sister, Dad doesn't like us three girls. Whenever he comes back, he beats and scolds Mom and us, asking why we are not boys and telling us to die. Sister, I don't want to go back anymore."

San Ya hugged Xia Liang and cried bitterly. Xia Liang sighed, so that's how it is. It's so difficult for three girls to survive to adulthood in such an environment.

No wonder their mother looks so old. She may be in her early thirties, but she looks like an old woman.

Xia Liang's heart ached a little bit...

She grabbed Arya and hugged them together.

"Mom is dead, and from now on it's just the three of us. I promised you that I would leave this house, but not now."

"Sister, is it true?"

"Well, really."

Xia Liang took out two dead bamboo rats from behind her and handed them to the two little girls, saying, "Let's go back now and cook these two little animals to fill our stomachs first. Later, I will definitely find a way to take you away."

"Ah."

Besides, Xia Liang tried to hug the dead woman and lifted her up easily.

This girl's strength is really amazing.

"Er Ya, why do you think I'm so strong?"

"Sister, you usually do the farm work. Daddy said that raising you like a boy is the only way for us to have food to eat."

"Oh my god, this damn old man, I want to see what kind of beast he is."

As she spoke, she carried her dead mother in her arms and followed the two maids back. The resentment in her heart turned into an energy that she could not vent.

The mountain road was long and rugged, and no one knew how the two children made it. Xia Liang was very familiar with the mountains and forests because he had been a wild beast for a while, and he followed them out of the forest very easily.

The journey was peaceful for over an hour, and we didn't encounter any wild animals.

According to Arya, even wild beasts are afraid of people like them who are so hungry and inhumane.

Xia Liang smiled bitterly. This kid knows a lot.