bookrandom Chapter 359 General, don't be afraid, I'll take care of you (1)
Chapter 359 General, don't be afraid, I'll take care of you (1)
Wild mountains and ridges.
Inside the makeshift thatched hut.
The cold wind blew in from all directions, and it was snowing heavily outside, while it was snowing lightly inside the thatched hut.
The fire in the brazier had long since gone out, and the biting cold seeped into the little girl's frail body.
Su Dingding opened her eyes, still holding the vase in her hands.
Was the original owner of this body abandoned?
This place really didn't seem like a place to live permanently. She gathered demonic energy at her fingertips and set the thatched hut ablaze.
How warm!
Su Dingding stood up, clutching the vase. She was determined to make those heartless parents pay the price.
[Host, you're going in the wrong direction. You should start by receiving the original owner's memories.]
This is a small world derived from a novel.
The original owner's name was Zhao Xin, and she was nine years old this year.
Her great-grandfather's generation were tomb raiders.
The tradition of tomb raiding continued into her father's and uncle's generation.
They seem to have an obsession that if they don't steal any treasures in their lives, they've lived in vain.
So most of my time and energy is wasted on this one thing.
Zhao Xin's father was imprisoned for eight years for tomb raiding.
In the second year of his imprisonment, Zhao Xin's mother ran away with someone else, and from then on, Zhao Xin lived with his grandmother.
Not long after Zhao Xin's father was released from prison, her grandmother passed away, and she had to live with her father.
Eight years in prison and the loss of his family did not deter him.
Zhao Xin's father continued his old ways, organizing a group of people with his younger brother to continue tomb raiding.
Since no one could help take care of the child, he brought Zhao Xin along and settled her in this thatched hut.
They were quite lucky; they must have discovered the tomb of some important person, for it contained a lot of treasures.
But most of the porcelain was broken, and only this one vase was intact.
On the first day, although they only brought out one vase, they were full of confidence. They asked Zhao Xin to keep an eye on the vase, and after making thorough preparations, they entered the tomb.
Unfortunately, he never returned.
Zhao Xin waited for three days, alone in the deep mountains. She was scared and bored, but dared not wander off.
She held the vase and, out of boredom, tossed stones into it, only to discover that anything placed on the vase would disappear.
This was so much fun! Zhao Xin kept doing experiments, putting all sorts of things into it.
Later, things would start to spill out of the vase, including a piece of paper with writing on it.
Unfortunately, Zhao Xin didn't know many characters and couldn't understand what it meant at all.
A few days later, Zhao Xin's food was almost gone, and the firewood was almost burned out.
She wanted to leave, but suddenly a heavy snow fell, blocking the mountain and leaving her nowhere to go.
Finally, after enduring nineteen days, she died in the thatched hut, cold and hungry, clutching a vase.
After her death, Zhao Xin did not know why she came to the Abyss of Vengeful Ghosts.
With nothing else to do, she imitated her father by dividing the letter that had been thrown out of the vase into several parts and showing them to others.
Only then did she realize that the other end of the vase belonged to a general from the Li Dynasty.
The general was named Bai Yilong, and he led three thousand soldiers to guard the border.
Due to a lack of water, food, and weapons, the soldiers and civilians along the entire border were facing the crisis of starvation.
The white-winged dragons believed that there were gods on the other side of the vase, so they prayed for the gods to send down rain and food to help them through the crisis.
Zhao Xin was filled with remorse after learning what had happened.
She inquired everywhere about that dynasty and finally found an old vengeful ghost from the same world as her.
He was a historian and happened to know about the Li Dynasty, although that dynasty only existed briefly for fifty years in history.
General Bai led three thousand soldiers to resist foreign enemies, and they all died on the battlefield.
The court at that time was corrupt, and even if he managed to defend the border, he could not reverse the situation. The demise of the dynasty was inevitable.
Nevertheless, Zhao Xin still felt guilty.
The vase was stolen by his father from an ancient tomb, which means that the ancient tomb was very likely the tomb of that general.
Perhaps her father has already died in the ancient tomb, and she is the only one who can atone for their sins.
But she missed her chance!
"Host, you've been reborn. The original owner didn't want to change anything; he only hoped to use the vase to save the historical White Winged Dragon General, fulfill his wish, and atone for his family's sins," Gangzi said.
Uh……
Su Dingding held the vase, gazing at the snow falling from the sky.
What can I say? Her little money didn't come from thin air!
Can't this child be a little selfish? Even if she wants to buy a room full of Barbie dolls.
It's not that she couldn't support an army on her own, but the cost would be too high.
"Host, is there a problem?" Gangzi asked.
"Gangzi, let's leave here first. I feel so cold inside." Su Dingding sniffled.
Gangzi blinked. The host isn't a miser, so why is he feeling sorry for him?
However, it quickly transformed into a helicopter and took Su Dingding away from the deep mountains.
Back in the country cottage, the stove and bed were cold.
Su Dingding sat on the kang (a heated brick bed), while Gangzi busied himself heating it.
The vase was placed in the middle of the kang (a heated brick bed), and Su Dingding stared at it with wide eyes.
[Host, the White Winged Dragons are at their wits' end. If you don't show your power soon, they'll all be dead!] Gangzi reminded him.
"Then let's send a batch of grain over first," Su Dingding replied.
[Host, where is the food?] Gangzi added firewood to the stove.
Su Dingding looked up at Gangzi, "Do I still need to go buy it myself?"
[Host, you're only nine years old. Wouldn't it be suspicious if you bought too much food?] Gangzi was eager to try. It seemed that only it could handle it personally.
Su Dingding picked up the vase and jumped up.
"If we can't buy it directly, then we'll take it secretly!"
Gangzi glanced at Su Dingding and said, "You make a good point!"
It's done in one step, saving a lot of trouble.
Under the cover of night, they raided several rice, flour, and oil shops in the town.
the next day.
The shop owners opened their doors and couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.
They looted everything!
However, they all left behind money exceeding the value of the lost rice, flour, and cooking oil.
Whether this was a good thing or a bad thing, the bosses nervously counted the money again and again, trying various methods to verify its authenticity.
In the end, they all chose to call the police, but to no avail.
The thief who stole the grain was very cunning and left no clues.
Su Dingding lay on the kang (a heated brick bed), looking extremely tired.
Gangzi tallied the figures: "Host, we delivered a total of 12,000 jin of rice, 5,400 jin of wheat flour, 1,543 jin of noodles, 670 liters of cooking oil, and 300 bags of salt..."
"Mmm," Su Dingding yawned, "Let's leave it at that for now, we'll talk about it after I wake up."
Gangzi tenderly covered Su Dingding with the blanket.
The host was indeed tired after carrying the vase from one store to another.
Although it was the only one who carried the goods and it was the only one who could get around when the store was moved, the host still had a hard time.
Gangzi lay down next to Su Dingding, glanced at the vase, and then fell asleep...