Quick Transmigration Guide: Boss, accept me!

Chapter 445 Immortal (1)

Forget it, Bai Zhi sighed depressedly.

She is no longer a little girl, so she can't be so cowardly.

She chose the plane with the highest point rewards among all the missions, called Yin Marriage Undying Ghosts in the Wall.

Bai Zhi has experienced so many interfaces, she is not afraid of ghosts, she knows that sometimes people are worse than ghosts.

But when she was teleported and opened her eyes again, she was still taken aback...

The night was like the faint bloodstains flowing from a rotting corpse, revealing an abnormal red in the darkness.The blood-red furry moon is gloomyly nailed to the sky, and when the light is dim, it looks like the unwilling tears of a woman's eyes.

Not far away, the low bungalows were swallowed by darkness, and from a distance it looked like a bloody face.The pattering rain slipped silently into the night, and everything felt damp at this time, filled with a suffocating atmosphere.

Bai Zhi wiped the rainwater off her face, stood up and looked around her surroundings.

When she woke up, she was on a firewood stack, and she was wearing a sackcloth unique to the 90s of the last century.

"Baizhi! Damn girl, I just asked you to build firewood, why are you so slow?" A sharp middle-aged woman's voice came from far away, which made Baizhi feel a little uncomfortable.

Maybe high-level tasks are more difficult. The original owner has very little memory. Apart from knowing that this village is Baijia Village and that the woman named her is her mother, she really doesn't know anything about the tasks.

Her mission is to capture her dead husband, but after searching through the original owner's memory, she can't find any memory belonging to her husband. Maybe it's because the transmission was too early and the original owner didn't have time to get married.

While Bai Zhi was thinking blankly, the middle-aged woman had come to her and was twisting her arm viciously.

The pain brought Bai Zhi back to her senses, but Bai Zhi whimpered in pain, but the woman scolded: "I said you are a fucking girl, what are you doing when I ask you to cover firewood? Now it's raining and the firewood is wet. I'll cook with you tonight? Don't eat tonight!"

"I'm sorry, I..." Bai Zhi lowered her head and didn't know what to say.

"Hurry up and go back to mow the grass and feed the cows. It's dark and the cows haven't been fed! Tell me what's the use of you, how did I give birth to a loser like you." The wrinkles on the middle-aged woman's face made her His expression became even harsher.

"Yes..." Bai Zhi went home obediently according to her memory, before she even had time to change her wet clothes, she picked up the sickle and went to mow the grass.

After cutting the grass and feeding the cows, Bai Zhi slowly returned to the strange-smelling room, and saw her mother eating steamed buns.

"What are you looking at, you are not allowed to eat tonight." The sharp voice made Bai Zhi look away, and she didn't want to eat the sorghum noodles made of rough sorghum.

The Wowotou pancakes in her era were not the delicate and sweet coarse-grain pancakes of modern times, but the Wowotou made by simply grinding hard-to-eat sorghum.

Many people nowadays don't know the feeling of eating that kind of steamed bread. Bai Zhi was lucky enough to eat it once, and it really felt like throwing up at the first bite and completely unable to swallow it.

This made her understand why so many children starved to death during the Great Famine, because children really couldn't swallow that rough stuff.Although she is very hungry now, she doesn't want to eat that kind of food anymore.

Bai Zhi looked at the not-so-big earthen kang in the room, hesitated for a while, and then took off her clothes and lay down on a corner of the kang to sleep.

(End of this chapter)