Play as Fahai at the beginning of Xiuxian Battlefield

At the age of twenty-eight, he has to be outstanding in appearance.

Not to mention that there are not many pretty people in Xinghua Village, just for the young woman who is only [-] years old, there is no other in the whole village!

Finally, when everyone turned their gazes to Zheng Xiaoyu.

Zheng Xiaoyu only felt chills all over her body for a while, and her heart was full of despair!

In fact, long after the 'River God' said that he was [-] years old, Zheng Xiaoyu felt a faint sense of uneasiness in his heart.

Because her current age is just right!

In the end, as expected, she was chosen!

She became the sacrifice that Xinghua Village prepared to offer to the 'River God'!

From the initial panic and panic to howling and crying, it lasted for several days, and finally she seemed to have dried up her tears, and began to become taciturn.

After that, Zheng Xiaoyu seemed to accept her fate.

She no longer cried, no longer speak.

Every day, I just sit in front of the window blankly, looking up at the sky outside the window quietly, like a bird trapped in a cage, longing for the freedom outside.

During that time, my younger brother Zheng Xiaochen was picked up by the uncle next door.

Those aunts and aunts who treat her very well on weekdays deliver meals every day.

Every time they came, their eyes were red and their mouths were trembling, but they couldn't say a word.

Perhaps it should be said that they didn't know what to say in order to make this sensible and obedient child feel a little bit of comfort.

Time passed quickly, like a white horse passing by.

In a blink of an eye, it was the birthday of the Huaishui River God.

On this day, the aunts and aunts dressed her in the gorgeous wedding dress that they had worked overtime in the past few days.

And each of them took out the treasures at the bottom of the box, all kinds of jewelry, and put them on her body.

Now that this is the case, it is unavoidable, I only hope that she will spend this day in her most beautiful appearance.

At noon, the scorching sun hangs high, illuminating the land in all directions.

With Su Lao's cry of "offering sacrifices"!

Zheng Xiaoyu got up slowly, pushed open the door with a 'creak' sound, and walked forward with a blank expression like a body without a soul.

On the way, she could feel the people on both sides staring at her.

But it doesn't matter, it doesn't mean anything to her.

What about the pity look, what about the pitiful look!

Can she be saved?

Can it make her feel better?

Does not.

She just walked quietly like this, quietly walking towards the big river that was about to swallow her.

On the way, the little brother whom she had not seen for several days finally appeared in her sight.

What he cried was so heartbroken, so painful and desperate!

At this moment, Zheng Xiaoyu smiled after a long absence, and at the same time cried again after a long absence!

Brother, my sister is leaving!

From now on, you must live a good life by yourself!

You have to be good and obedient...

You can't make trouble, you can't cause trouble for others, you can't...

Brother, my sister wants to watch you grow up and start a family, but... there is no chance!

There are too many things I want to say, too many things I want to deliver to him, but, with my mouth open at the moment, I am speechless after all.

In the end, Tankou opened lightly, and only said one word silently, Zheng Xiaoyu forced herself to turn her head, and continued to walk forward.

When she came to the edge of the Huaihe River, she came to the bamboo raft, and she sat down quietly.

Silently waiting to be pushed into the river.

The bamboo raft moved little by little, but her heart was calm at the moment.

"Amitabha!"

"Female benefactor, the poor monk Fahai is polite!"

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"Amitabha!"

"Female benefactor, poor monk Fa Hai, you are being polite here!"

Just as Zheng Xiaoyu closed her eyes and was quietly waiting to be pushed into the river, a refreshing and soft voice rang in her ears.

Slowly opening his eyes, a young man also wearing a bright red shirt came into view.

It's just that his head is bald, and inside the red coat is a snow-white robe, with a string of shiny red beads hanging on his chest.

Holding a golden Zen staff as tall as him in his right hand, he looked extremely extraordinary.

Obviously, this is a monk.

And it's an extremely young little monk!

He just stood quietly on the bamboo raft in front of him, and he didn't know when he appeared here.

Behind Zheng Xiaoyu, a few tall men also noticed that there was an extra person on the bamboo raft at this moment, and they thought to themselves, no wonder they couldn't push it with all their strength just now!

"Little monk, where did you come from! Leave quickly, don't miss our business!"

Behind the bamboo raft, a big man said loudly to Chen Fengxiao.

"Amitabha!"