Cannon fodder can become a god if she dies a hundred times

I was born extremely beautiful.

Because she had a younger brother, and in order to give him a better life, she was arranged to marry an old man from the next village early on.

That old man was so old, his teeth were almost falling out, but he just had some dirty money. I knelt on the ground and begged my parents not to marry me off, because I had hands and feet and could work to supplement the family income. But they pushed my hands away and sent me to that hell.

I created a scene of falling off a cliff. My real intention was to jump off, but I knew I didn't have the courage.

I used to beg for food, and in order to hide my beauty, I usually painted myself with wood ash to look like a ghost, so that I could avoid all kinds of men.

But who knows that no matter what form you become, you will encounter beasts.

Just as an old beggar was stripping off my clothes, a young man appeared and saved me, but not completely.

He taught me music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and taught me how to be a good person.

But perhaps good people do not live long. After he passed away, his family said that it was because of my arrival that their luck was taken away, so they drove me out, and I began to wander again.

Fortunately, I have a skill. I can play music, chess, calligraphy and painting.

With the mentality of giving it a try, I came to a brothel called Wan Muchun. In the brothel, beauty is the entry requirement, while talent is a bonus.

Of the two factions, I naturally chose to sell my art rather than my body. After all, the man who saved me still exists in my dreams.

Life in a brothel is relatively easy. Just a few songs can make those stinky men spend money like crazy.

Unfortunately, there is a girl who makes fire in it. I don’t know if it’s the bad karma from the previous life, but I have disliked her since the first time I saw her.

I like to instruct her to do various things over and over again. Sometimes she would do them, and sometimes she would just quit. I wanted to go to Xu Niang and complain about her, but I don’t know if that guy named Lao Chen has feelings for her, but he always comes out to help her deal with it.

I don't know if it was because I was soft-hearted, but when I saw Old Chen hunching over and pouring water for me over and over again, I gave up the idea of ​​going to complain.

That fire-making girl hasn't appeared in front of him recently, so he has less thoughts of causing trouble for her.

In a trance, I seemed to see the young man. I chased him and found out that he was a scholar. These scholars love to deceive the girls in brothels, but I would not be fooled by them.

But I can always see the shadow of my lover in this scholar.

The scholar said that he would take me away after he passed the imperial examination. Through the scholar, I saw the man making a promise to me. What should I do? I seemed to have really fallen for him.

Scholar, will you really take me away like my lover did?

The road ahead is unknown, but I suddenly began to have expectations for life.

I like looking out the window, like watching people making a living on the street, and like reminiscing about every little moment with my lover.

The fire-making girl gave me all kinds of storybooks, all of which were stories about scholars deceiving girls. It was ridiculous. How could I fall for such a trick? The scholar just looked a bit like me, and I just had a little expectation of him.

The scholar wrote to me, saying that he had passed the imperial examination and became the top scorer, and would come to pick me up soon.

I knew that my vision was definitely correct.

The scholar returned home in glory.

But what followed was extremely disappointing news.

He was favored by the prime minister's daughter.

He asked me if I could wait for him for a few more years, until he had established himself, and then take him in.

I asked him with a smile, will you become my principal wife?

He was stunned. "You are just a prostitute. How dare you dream of becoming the principal wife?"

Of course I knew that I came from a humble background, but he said it so bluntly that I thought that he would never be my lover.

Scholar, no, after the top scholar left, I fell ill. I don’t know if that fire-making girl came here to laugh at my misfortune, but let her watch.

The self in the mirror has looked haggard for too long. After tidying up and dressing up, it’s time to start a new life.

I began to hang around all kinds of people, even those I found disgusting, and I would greet them with a smile.

Since no one can save me, I will look for opportunities myself.

Finally, I succeeded in seducing a rich young man. He promised to marry me, so I agreed. Even though I could only be a concubine, so what?

When I was leaving, I didn't know what kind of look the fire-making girl gave me. I was about to start a good life, so it was probably a look of jealousy!

Before he could even start to display his abilities, he was beaten by his wife. Why? This rich young man just stood by and watched coldly, and even asked his wife not to be too angry.

I was thrown back to Wan Muchun again. Looking at this name, I felt extremely disgusted.

Who would have thought that the one who helped him was the girl who was making fire?

I didn't want to live anymore and tried countless ways, but who would have thought that they would all be ruined by this girl. She is really my nemesis.

The girl seems to not want to take care of herself anymore. How can someone cherish her like a duckweed?

Among many tools, I chose the hairpin. I once longed to have it pinned in my hair so that I could marry someone I could grow old with.

But when it was against my neck, I couldn't go on. It turned out that I was still very afraid of death.

I don’t know how this girl became so rich and gave me this former enemy.

I left and left her, and I don’t know if this girl will miss me for a moment.

I finally realized that it is better to rely on myself than on others. With this money, I did a lot of business. I was cheated, but I also made money.

Some men saw that I had the ability to make money and took the initiative to propose to me. I always thought of the girl rolling her eyes at me, so I also learned to roll my eyes at these men like her.

Although I am alone and sometimes feel very lonely, when I think that there may be someone waiting for me in Wan Muchun, these days are not so hopeless.

I want to achieve something before I go see her.

I wanted to throw the money in her face and say that I had my cinnabar back.

I wanted to roll my eyes at her and say, it's just some bucks, here, I'll give it all to you.

But the moment I actually saw her, I suddenly wanted to hug her and tell her that it was not easy for me to get here this far.

What's wrong with me? She is just someone I hate.

Why do I hate her?

Seeing her looking at me in shock, I slowly said, "Here, dividends."

She seemed very happy; she must have never seen so much money before.