Miss Jiaoyu and her group suffered natural disasters before, and only a few fast horses were left.

It was also considered a escape along the way, and there was no doctor by his side. Otherwise, as long as the servant shone his sword, Hua Xiaomi would probably return to Jiuyou.

My father said that the insects in the chicken meat will not kill people immediately, and the girl Jiaoyu drinks most of the soup and eats very little meat. The insects may not necessarily penetrate her stomach.

So her stomachache must be caused by the peppers!

When I got closer, I saw that Miss Jiaoyu was about ten years old. Yu Baixue's skinned man was so painful that his face turned red, and the sweat beads on the tip of his nose were dripping down one by one.

Her spleen and stomach are so delicate!

Just a little chili can still make my stomach hurt, but fortunately I don’t have diarrhea.

Thinking of her father making a super spicy and spicy appetizer a few years ago, she secretly ate most of the time at night.

As a result, she was vomited and diarrhea and was exhausted.

My mother boiled her bitter grass and water and got better slowly.

He also taught her how the bitter grass looks like.

A few trees grew outside the door. She pulled them down. After thinking about it, she pulled off two more leaves and stuffed them into her mouth.

Then she put the bitter grass into the stone pot, added clean water, and slowly boiled it.

As a result, the bitter grass water had not yet been boiled, and the girl's belly stopped hurting. A bunch of servants surrounded her and thanked God and Buddha, but none of them thanked Hua Xiaomi.

Oh, not only is there no thanks, but there is also punishment!

"Miss, it's this little beggar who poisoned you and your stomach hurts. How should I deal with her?"

The thick woman kicked her big foot, and Hua Xiaomi felt a pain in her calf, and she knelt on the ground with a "thump". When she remembered, she was pressed down tightly.

"I didn't poison her! She was just a delicate stomach and was spicy by the peppers."

She defended loudly that the poison cannot be blamed!

If she heard it correctly, the sound of swords being unsheathed behind her just now, and the shiny sword surface seemed to flash at her.

There were more people dying in front of her, but she didn't want to die.

"Miss, believe me, I really didn't poison it. Look, the refugees here also ate my food. They are fine. They are really just spicy with the peppers."

In the face of death, she warned herself not to panic and be calm, but she could not help but speak a little confusedly.

Her life was now held in the hand of the little girl who was about the same age as her in front of her, and a feeling of unwillingness but helplessness arose.

When will she have the power as powerful as those servants holding swords?

When did no one dare to occupy her things?

When will she have the ability to control other people's lives?

At this time, Miss Jiaoyu had already recovered. She held a cup of hot tea in her hand and took a sip. The words in her mouth were one thoughts of heaven and one thoughts of hell.

"I believe she didn't poison."

Miss Jiaoyu's voice was no longer domineering and domineering. With the innocence of this age, Hua Xiaomi breathed a sigh of relief and suddenly felt that this lady was pretty good.

But the next moment, this perception was subverted.

"The crime of death is avoided, but the crime of life is hard to spare. It is the food she cooked for me with these hands, which caused me a stomachache and chopped me up!

And those ignorant people drove them out for me!”

The child's temper comes as soon as he says, and I don't know how the refugees provoked her, so I'll get it as soon as he says.

But the even more unlucky one is Hua Xiaomi.

My father once said that a chef is indispensable.

Nose, tongue, hands.

How can she make food if she loses her hands?

Taking a chef's hands was like taking her life!

Four servants holding swords began to drive people everywhere, and for a moment, the entire ruined temple was in chaos.

A servant stood in front of Hua Xiaomi, and the sword body with a cold light slowly pulled out of the scabbard, reflecting her face and cooling her heart.

"No! Don't chop my hand!"

She shouted, and she struggled.

But the thick woman held her tightly, stepped on her arm with her feet, and slapped her twice, and hummed:

"Miss has already given you a great favor to spare your life. Don't be ungrateful!"

Hua Xiaomi looked at Miss Jiaoyu in despair. At this time, Miss Jiaoyu was very excited and saw the refugees who were unwilling to leave were hit hard on the forehead by the servants with the back of the knife.

Listen to the loud cry of children, the bitter cry of women, and the painful cry of men being beaten.

It was in chaos, and the entire dilapidated temple was in chaos.

Anger was surging, and she roared wildly, why did they crawl on the ground and be slaughtered by others, and the person sitting in the hall could still laugh so happily?

What kind of world is this!!!

The earth seemed to be shaking, the water was surging, and the servant fell a wooden board from his head, slashed his sword, and stabbed it on the thick woman's soles.

I heard her "screaming" sound, and Hua Xiaomi pushed away.

It seemed that the earthquake had occurred, the entire temple tiles fell, the wooden boards fell, and the wall collapsed. Hua Xiaomi turned her head and saw a desperate flood rushing at the door.

Like in the dream, the water was boundless and endless, drowning the refugees, the Miss Jiaoyu, the servants, the stout woman, and everything.

She once heard her father say that water can accommodate all things, but is the water in front of her tolerant or destroyed?

She was floating in the water, and what her father had said to her kept popping up in her mind:

"The Tao Te Ching says: The best is like water. Water is good at benefiting all things without fighting, and is treated as something that everyone hates, so it is almost like Tao. The meaning of this sentence is..."

What does this sentence mean?

The bitter water filled her nose and mouth, and her mind was a little confused.

Water...water...

Just like water, it can moisten all things.

Moisturize all things... Then is she also within the scope of all things?

Surely so!

Her life is inseparable from water, who can support her? Water can!

Nothing more weak than water in the world. Who said this?

So weak! The water is almost drowning her!

But what if the water can't drown her?

Moisturize all things...

Some thought seemed to flash through her mind, and it flew very quickly and she couldn't catch it.

But she felt less stuffy and no longer felt suffocating. Her mind gradually became clear and she opened her eyes slightly.

In fact, the water was not that dark, because she closed her eyes, so it naturally turned dark.

There was not that despair in the water. She relaxed her body, floating and sank, like a shaking bed.

What brings people fear is often fear itself. Once you figure it out, there seems to be nothing scary.

She no longer struggled, but she was wandering with the waves of water.

Water can nourish all things, and she wanders in the water.

At this time, a shiny little jade piece in the distance seemed to be attracted, slowly rushing towards Hua Xiaomi.

Suddenly, a wave came over and she was choked. She followed the water, as if something had been swallowed by her.

Hua Xiaomi opened her eyes, stopped wandering, and got up and swam to the shore.

She pinched her throat and then pressed her stomach, and it seemed nothing was wrong.

But why did you seem to have eaten something just now?

Is there anything?
Chapter completed!