The heroine's counterattack (quick wear)

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There are not many things, a silver lock, a set of small clothes and swaddling cloths.

The fabric is old and faded, but it can be seen that there is no wear and tear. The materials and workmanship are top-notch, but the style is a bit strange. To be precise, no one would use this kind of purely handmade things at that time. People who are so particular will not abandon them. children are...

Could it be that she is the illegitimate daughter of some rich family, or was she the child born by a lady who was unmarried?No matter what hidden secrets there are, abandonment is a fact, and so is the original owner's reluctance to let go.He Anan plans to find her biological parents if she has a chance in the future.

Before she could install it, the cloth was torn.

……

He An'an was a little flustered, and carefully stroked along the crack, but his ring finger slipped in, easily making the crack bigger.

He Anan: ...

It's really not my pot, the cloth itself is too brittle.

Just as she was about to withdraw her hand, she suddenly frowned, and tore open the swaddling cloth along the opening, and a yellowish thing fell out.

It's a sheepskin scroll, it should have been specially treated, and the handwriting on it is still very clear after looking at it for some years, Seven Star Taoism?It sounds like the name is the halo of the heroine who is delayed online, but the content I see is different from the one on the parchment, and it is impossible to write so many things on a parchment that is less than A4 size...

He An'an was still wondering, but the sun suddenly burst into pain, and she passed out without warning.

The female ghost has been avoiding it since she took out these things, and only peeked at it from time to time, and suddenly caught a glimpse of He Anan lying on the ground without moving for a while, hesitantly circled in place, and then rushed over.

Chapter 67 The Ghostly Undertaker 5

I'll go, what the hell...

With that mess still in his mind, He An'an shook his head and slowly got up from the ground, his stomach making a loud noise.

It’s almost dark outside, and the owner of the only restaurant in the vicinity has closed early and returned home. It’s unrealistic to go out to buy vegetables and cook. Only instant noodles are the most reliable. He An’an made three bowls of bubbles in one mouthful. try it.

The cup noodles were lined up in front of him, and He Anan lay on the sofa contentedly, and began to sort out what he saw.It's like a piece on cultivating immortals. Although the content is complicated and difficult, there is no difficulty in understanding... Could it be that hidden attributes are cultivation geniuses?Sure enough, it has started to run on its own...

Run on its own?Fuck!

Thinking of the tragedy of the Hundred Deaths Realm, He An'an had no time to think about it, so she calmed down and tried to stop practicing, but the more she stopped, the faster it seemed to work, her heart trembled, and she began to actively guide with a long sigh.

It's up to you whether you die or not.

Good luck, she didn't die.

With lingering fear, He An called 110.

"110, what is this?"

"It's a special skill in the world. The level is not low. Do you want to pass it back for verification? It's a way to transfer the skill, and you can get some points."

"Pass it on."

"Okay, but it will take a while to receive the results."

"..." Your efficiency is really low.

110: It's here again, let her hear it, okay?

"Because the level of pro is low, the corresponding authority is also low, but after basic inspection, there is no major problem with this rule."

That means you can practice, He Anan breathed a sigh of relief.

In this world, she can't absorb any power of the moon god, and her body is not even suitable for martial arts. After practicing a few times, she is really an ordinary person with no strength.

Without cheating, they dare not confront Sun Qi head-on.

But it's different now.

He An'an looked at a little cold white flame at her fingertips, and was almost moved to tears. She was really still alive, living well with the heroine's trick.

After she tried the exercises again and again to control her own cultivation, she picked up the parchment and compared it. It was really not the same content, but she couldn't read it for a long time. She couldn't read all the content calmly, so she had to put it away first.

The instant noodles on the table have already turned into a lump, and the oil on the surface has formed a lump, which is unappetizing to look at.

Obviously can't eat anymore, He An'an didn't have the mood to make another bowl, touched his stomach, He An'an simply dragged the box out.She didn't plan to stay overnight, and now that she was in good spirits, she set off directly to the city, where she could find a place to have supper.

Before she left, she realized that something was wrong. The female ghost who always hovered around her had gone somewhere. She searched the whole house but couldn't find it, so she had to give up.

Before leaving, she whispered to the empty room: "Do you still remember the man who came two days ago? He was a bad guy. Next time he comes, you should stay far away. Don't play tricks on him. Take care."

I don’t know if this idiot has heard it, what Uncle Zhao means is that if the building is not demolished, this room will always be hers, but it’s hard to say whether she will come back in this life, I hope this female ghost will be well After all, we have been roommates for so long. Apart from being a bit stupid and fond of pranks, she is actually not bad.

Just arrived at the main road in front of the funeral parlor, He An'an was already driving a car, but for some reason, the driver on the map kept going around the roundabout not far away, and didn't come for more than ten minutes for a few hundred meters.

Thinking of the nature of this place, He Anan felt a little uneasy in his heart, dragging the suitcase and walking slowly towards the driver's seat.