The little swallows worked hard to build their own nest of comfort under the eaves with mud and grass.

Occasionally, the little swallows looked at the comfortable nest built little by little, squeaking... chirping... cried happily.

What a picture of spring swallows carrying mud, the slightly drunk and slightly warm wind gently blows the window frame.

The little girl Pomegranate stepped across the threshold with her skirt, and took a brisk pace and knocked on the door frame a few times. No one responded, and she lifted the curtain and walked into the room.

In a blink of an eye, "Ah..." a shrill, sharp and thin shout broke through the roof, breaking the tranquility.

A trembling voice overflowed from the pomegranate's lips, "It's dead, the young lady is dead. Husband... Husband... Husband, help!"

Pomegranate ran out of the house with panic on his face, and with a bang... tripped by the high threshold, got up, didn't care about the pain, held his knees and limped out of the yard, "Husband...Madam."

The panicked footsteps gradually became silent from near to far.

The bright sunlight shines through the half-open window on the face of the young little woman on the bed.

The little woman's face was abnormally twisted, ferocious and scary, and her mouth could be stuffed with an egg.

His eyes were wide open, and his black pupils almost filled his entire eye sockets, and he was shining directly from the sunlight without any response.

There was no ups and downs on his chest, and his man fell straight on the bed, his legs hanging under the bed.

Suddenly, the black eyes of the person on the bed moved, and the sun shone brightly. I wanted to close my eyes, but found that my eyes were not closed tightly, leaving gaps.

Qi Yao wanted to reach out to cover her eyes and cover the sunshine, but found that her arms were numb and incompetent and could not use their strength.

The sun shines on people warmly and comfortable, but the dazzling sunlight hits the eyes and makes them hurt.

Qi Yao lowered her eyelids and listened with her ears. What she heard was the chirping sound of birds, the rustling sound of the wind blowing leaves, the faint fragrance of flowers between her nose and the fragrance of the soil...

Something is wrong, big one is wrong!

Qi Yao's last memory was that the bullet passed through his neck and fell into the sea. The wet and salty sea water surrounded him and the people sank to the bottom of the sea.

I could hear the screams of my comrades on the ship: Captain, Captain...

Then there was the sound of plopping and plopping into the water.

People were escorting at sea and received a mission from superiors. Pirates attacked the merchant ship. Qi Yao was ordered to rescue him. How could there be a fragrance of flowers and a fishy smell of soil?

Qi Yao was eager to see the current situation clearly, but she felt stiff all over, as if she was tied up and could not move. Could it be that she was kidnapped by the pirates?

It is impossible. Although there was a fierce exchange of fire with the pirates, in the face of their powerful firepower, the pirates were captured and captured by them and fled.

Qi Yao tried to move to avoid the sun, so she couldn't see anything when she was shining on the sun, and her eyes couldn't stand it.

I turned my head slightly in difficulty, opened my eyes, but couldn't find the focal length, couldn't see anything clearly, and was vague. What was going on?

Calm down, calm down... The heartbeats so fast, and it feels like the heart is about to pop out of the chest.

Close your eyes and concentrate, Qi Yao calmed down and concentrated her strength to shake hands slowly. She felt that she had strength and her hands supported the hard and hard creatures.

Huh... She breathed a sigh of relief with the strength. After that, she moved her head twice with difficulty, and her head was blocked and she couldn't walk anymore.

Qi Yao, who avoided the sun, opened her eyes again. This time she had the focal length and finally could see clearly.

What is this? The white yellow fabric washed on the top of the head, and the eyes were rolling, as if it was a bed. He finally sat up against the wall.

Just such a simple action, exhausted all your strength, and cold sweat penetrated.

It's right, it's a bed, but it's a bit worn. Not to mention that there are patches on the bed tent, the paint on the bed railings has fallen off and is mottled.

Wait, is the pirate nest so Chinese? I was shot down by the gun in the Indian Ocean, right?

This matter is strange, what's going on with these eyes? It hurts, and I stretched out my hand. Whose pale hand like a chicken claw? I spread my hands, why are the calluses that I often grind with guns on my tiger's mouth gone?

Ah... I opened my mouth but couldn't make a sound. What happened? I reached out and touched my chin, but I was still dislocated.

She was so confused that she didn't feel the pain. She just felt it now. How to carry it on? She often does it to remove her chin. Of course, she can also carry it on, but now her hands are weak and she can't use it!

Moreover, his heartbeat was getting faster and faster, and he was beating so hard that he was panicked. Qi Yao lowered her eyes and looked at her hands that were weak on her legs. Let's take her pulse first to check her body!

The left hand has a heart, liver and kidney, and the right hand is put on the wrist of the left hand with effort.

With this hand on, a faint light flashed through her eyes, her blood pressure increased, and her blood circulation hit her heart like a flood. No wonder her heart was so fast and she was so anxious that she was frightened to death... Is this extremely frightened and scared to death?

How could a good person be scared to death? Just when Qi Yao was confused.

He heard the voice of the young woman in fear and trembling voice from outside, "Madam is real, the person is really dead, his face is twisted, his face is beyond recognition, his eyes are protruding and his eyes are bulging, his mouth is wide open, and his tongue is stretched long."

Qi Yao's black eyes in the room shook gently, saying that she was talking about herself, but it sounded like she was describing her after she was hanged.

What is the name of lady?

I have to take my chin back quickly, but now I don’t have the strength at all, what should I do?

It was too late to go through time, so I could only do this. I controlled my strength. She fell down the wall, her chin touched the bed board, and she heard a 'click...'

Huh! I went up, she opened her mouth and tried it. She was very lucky that there was no deviation.

She sat up with her hands on the bed and struggled to sit up, panting against the wall, and sweating became densely packed on her forehead.

"What are you talking nonsense?" Mrs. Chen's voice was anxious and angry, "How can a person die if he is so good? Although she is a little timid, she doesn't speak or likes to leave the house, she won't be able to think about it. Someone has just brought her something in the capital."

Chen was panicked and trembling, and then said, "People must not die. If we die, we must accompany us. Don't talk nonsense!"

With a crying voice in his voice, the person who came opened the curtain and walked over quickly, sobbing, "Qi, you can't die! If you die, we have to accompany you..."

The word "官网" was not called out, but he found that the Qi family was sitting on the bed and leaning against the wall, and the people were fine.

Chen slapped his thighs and shouted excitedly, "I'll tie my mother." He grabbed the sleeve of his jacket and wiped the corners of his eyes and said, "I'm not dead, why are I crying?" He immediately turned dark and changed his face quickly enough.

"Pomegranate, pomegranate, come here, this person is so good, why do you say that the person is dead?" Chen shouted outside the house, his voice loud and bright.

Qi Yao on the bed looked at the so-called wife's clothes with horror, wearing ancient costume, top jacket and skirt, and black eyes turned around. She confirmed again, that's right, top jacket and bottom group.

The clothes were simple, and they were washed white, with burrs on the cuffs and collars.

The hair was meticulously tied into a round bun, with a smooth silver hairpin and a small silver earring on its ears.

The person who came was about forty years old, was very thin, had a small and narrow face, and his cheeks were concave.

Her eyebrows were thin and hanging, and her black pupils looked at her up and down. At this time, she was tightly pursing her thin lips, drooping corners of her mouth, and her nasolabial folds were so deep that it was difficult to meet her.

Her skin was a little rough, and her years of hard work left a shallow fish tail mark on the corners of her eyes.

The little girl named Pomegranate walked in with her head shrank and stood behind Chen and said tremblingly, "Young...Madam Young, live...live."

"Look at pomegranate yourself, this is not a good life." Chen pointed to the human on the bed and patted his chest, "I'm really scared to death by you."

"But when I came to ask the young lady to go to the kitchen, I lay straight on the bed, silently." Pomegranate quickly swept over the young lady on the bed with confusion, not daring to look at her.

"I called out several times, but I didn't respond, so I came forward." Pomegranate's tone changed because of fear. "The face has changed. I dared to put my hand under my nose, and I was not angry."

After the words came, Pomegranate hid behind Chen quickly, "I didn't lie."
Chapter completed!