Mi Yao felt a pain in her head as if it was exploding. She suddenly remembered that when she was on a mission, the plane exploded. Even if she jumped off the plane, she would definitely die without any safety measures. But what was the situation now? The headache proved that she was not dead yet.

Mi Yao was wondering who was trying to harm her when she suddenly felt someone touching her waist.

"Damn, who dared to touch your sister?" Mi Mo grabbed the man's wrist with a small grab and applied force. There was a "click" sound, followed by the man's painful scream.

"Ah... it hurts... it hurts so much."

Mi Yao was awakened by the shrill sound. When she opened her eyes, she saw a man holding his wrist and shouting, while a man next to him was holding a wooden stick and hitting her fiercely.

Mi Yao rolled on the ground, then somersaulted, turned around and did a roundhouse kick with great speed and ferocity.

Before the man with the stick could react, he was kicked to the ground by Mi Yao and the stick in his hand fell.

Mi Yao rushed over, picked up the stick on the ground, and hit the two men.

"bang bang"

Once, twice...

Damn, this is so frustrating. When have I ever been so humiliated? It seems that Sister Yao doesn’t show her power and thinks I’m a sick cat.

"Kang Dang"

"thump"

As two voices rang out, two men fell to the ground, their heads were smashed, blood and brain matter splattered everywhere.

Mi Yao was also shocked, not because she killed someone, but because of the other person's clothes and the surrounding environment.

Both men were dressed in ancient costumes, wearing gray shorts with several patches on their dirty clothes. Their hair was tied on top of their heads, wrapped in a gray cloth and tied with a cloth strip.

As for his facial features, his face was covered in blood and his original appearance could no longer be recognized.

Looking around, this is a dilapidated temple with all the doors and windows gone, it is extremely desolate. There is a statue of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva facing north and south. The gold paint on it has fallen off, and there are several cracks as thick as chopsticks on the statue. There are only three broken plates on the altar, and three cushions underneath, which are also in tatters. In addition to these, Mi Mo also saw a corner of dark blue clothes behind the altar, and he didn't know if it was cold or what, but it was shivering.

Seeing this, Mi Yao felt a sharp pain in her mind. In just a few minutes, the memory of a woman's short life of 18 years was stuffed into her mind.

Mi Yao, eighteen years old, was from Mijia Village, Wan'an Town, Yongning County, Jingzhou Prefecture, Dongqi State. He had a sickly old mother, Xun Huiniang, and two unmarried sisters, one sixteen and one fourteen.

Mi Yao's father, Mi Jianshu, was once a scholar. The Mi family used all their resources to support Mi Yao's father's studies. Later, Mi Jianshu went to Beijing to take the imperial examination and never returned. Some people said that he encountered bandits.

The Mi family suddenly panicked and put all the blame on Xun Huiniang, saying that she was the unlucky one who killed Mi Jianshu. As a result, Xun Huiniang and her three daughters were separated from the Mi family.

As the eldest daughter, Mi Yao was not only lazy and gluttonous, but she was also already thirteen years old at the time and only wanted to marry a rich, educated man, become an official's wife, and become a superior person in one step.

All the housework was done by her two younger sisters and her sick mother. She ate and drank ready-made food every day and always complained that the food was not good.

Later, she fell in love with a scholar from the neighboring village. Every day, she would wait for the scholar's path and have various encounters with him. The scholar looked at her with disgust and revulsion.

One day, the scholar asked her out, and she went there happily. After drinking the water the scholar gave her, she felt her body getting hot, and then she saw two wretched men coming out from behind the scholar. Even if Mi Yao was stupid, she understood what was going on: she was being sold out by the scholar.

Mi Yao ran out while she still had a bit of rationality, but she didn't expect that this was a mountain and the way down the mountain was blocked. She could only run up the mountain. The three people behind her chased her for a while and found that Mi Yao had already run into the mountains. No one dared to continue chasing her.

When Mi Yao is about to give up, he meets Night Owl who is hunting in the mountains. Night Owl also seems to be poisoned by love, and the two of them serve as each other's antidote.

The two people who had no intersection before became pregnant because of this accident. Xun Huiniang was afraid that the villagers would know that Mi Yao was pregnant before marriage, so she hurried to find Ye Xiao's house and discuss the marriage with his mother. Ye Xiao remained silent on the matter, which was considered as tacit consent.

So, under her mother's tough attitude, Mi Yao married to the neighboring village, Liujia Village.

After ten months of pregnancy, Mi Yao gave birth to twin sons, but she was not satisfied with the current situation. Even though the scholar treated her like that, she still missed him. When the children were four years old, she ignored them, always beat and scolded them secretly, and even snatched the children's food and stole Ye Xiao's money to give to the scholar.

Today, she heard that someone was buying children here, so she wanted to sell the two children and use the money to buy a gift for the scholar.

The price had already been agreed upon, twenty taels for the two children, but the two men were attracted by Mi Yao's beauty, while Mi Yao was determined to remain faithful to the scholar and swore to die rather than obey. During the struggle, she fell and hit her head against a stone, dying.

Mi Yao was stunned for a moment, feeling sad for the original owner. She felt sad for this idiot who lived such a miserable life. Since she had come across time and space, she should live well and see if she could go back. After all, her parents and brother would definitely be sad if they knew she was dead.

Mi Yao walked out of the temple gate and looked around. The dilapidated temple was built on the side of a north-south road. Behind the temple were all mountains and forests. Mi Yao dragged two corpses up the mountain, one in each hand. As an almighty killer who is proficient in both medicine and poison, she can kill people, and naturally she can also create various fake scenes.

Soon, the two men were disguised as being attacked by wild animals. On the way back, Mi Yao also disguised and cleaned up.

After returning to the dilapidated temple, she came to the altar, where were the two sons left by the original owner.

"Woo woo..." When the two children saw her, one of them stared at her stubbornly with hatred in his eyes, while the other one was thin and weak, with panic in his eyes and tears of expectation.

"Don't be afraid. From now on... Mom will treat you well." Mi Mo thought it would be difficult for her to say the word "mother", but when the words came to her lips, they sounded so natural.

As soon as the rag was taken out of the child's mouth, Ye Ziyu's eyes widened, clenched his fists and shouted, "Stay away from us, don't touch us."

"Good boy, I..." Mi Yao had only said half of his words when he felt someone coming in from behind. As soon as he stood up, his body was pushed away forcefully.

"Mi Yao, you are so vicious that you even sell your own son. I don't know what's the point of people like you living." The man quickly untied the ropes on the two children, picked up one with each arm, turned and left, without even glancing at Mi Yao.

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