My Weird Life

 Woo!

 The wind howled outside the mountain temple.

The prostitutes were dressed in thin clothes, and their bodies were blown by the mountain wind. They all felt a biting coldness, and even the remaining warmth in their blood was taken away by the cold wind.

 The red lantern fire is still reflecting the scene inside the mountain temple.

 A small temple that was dry, filled with firewood, and sheltered from the wind. Under the light of the fire, it gave the people present an indescribable sense of security.

 The prostitutes hesitated and remained silent.

 After a moment, Chua Bao'er swung the lantern that poked into the temple door and said: "Sister Cui, sister Qiao'er, and sister Sun, sister Yu... let's, let's go to the temple?

There is a cave connected to the temple... I don’t know where it leads, maybe there is some danger hidden there.

But no matter how dangerous it is, it is more dangerous than if we stay outside. We may fall into the ravine and die at any time, be picked up by the black bears and leopards running around in the mountains, and be killed by the lonely ghosts hiding in the mountains. ...it's much better than these, isn't it?

There is a lot of firewood in it, so we can stay warm before we die...

What do you think? "

The prostitutes also knew their own situation. In this cold, dark, and extremely steep mountain, they were afraid that they would not be able to survive the whole night, and they felt that they had little to live for.

Being able to stay warm and have a good night's sleep before death is a gift from God.

So after Chua Baoer made the suggestion first, the remaining prostitutes nodded in agreement: "Yes, let's hide in the temple..."

“It’s God’s mercy and has given us a good place to keep warm!”

“I’m shivering from the cold now. If the wind blows a few more times like this, my soul will be blown away by the wind. Let’s go to the temple quickly...”

While the prostitutes were talking, they worked together to push open the two temple doors that were blocked by the pile of stones and debris.

 Then, Chuan Baoer took the lead, followed closely by Qiaoer.

 Five prostitutes passed through the gap between the two temple doors one after another.

Chai Baoer placed the red lantern on a relatively flat stone platform. The fire of the lantern danced and illuminated the mountain temple with varying brightness. After several people got into the temple, they went back and closed the temple door again until there was only a gap **** wide. This allowed the outside air to flow in and prevented the mountain wind from blowing into the temple. It is poured inside to take away the heat in the temple.

The prostitutes were chatting quietly while working together to move the debris and stones accumulated in the temple, gradually clearing an open space.

Qiao'er, who was as skinny as a stick and had burnt chopstick marks on his face, and Sister Cui, whose face was full of red bayberry sores, worked together to move a corner of the stone table, revealing a cloth painting underneath.

The painting was wrapped in a few rocks and stained with a lot of incense ashes.

Yu'er, who was much taller than the other prostitutes, wiped the incense ash on the painting with her sleeve. Among the prostitutes, she was the most upright-looking. Even though her face was still covered with red bayberry leaves, it was still hard to conceal her beauty. Go to the stone pressed on the painting, and the cloth painting is revealed in front of the prostitutes - it is a portrait of a **** with a golden crown and white beard, holding a dragon-headed staff, and wearing a green robe.

As soon as the prostitutes looked at the portrait, they knew what kind of gods this mountain temple was mainly dedicated to.

“It’s a portrait of the mountain god…”

“Let’s put up the paintings. Let’s occupy the mountain god’s place. Each of us will kowtow to him three times and ask him not to blame us.”

“That’s the reason, that’s the reason…”

The prostitutes whispered and hung the portrait of the mountain **** on the wall beside the door.

- This statue of the **** should have been hung on the wall opposite the door. After all, this small temple only worships the mountain god, and there is no accompanying god. Hanging the painting of the main worshiping **** in the position of the accompanying **** is not a good idea. Somewhat unruly.

However, where the temple door is facing, there is no longer a temple wall!

 Many stones were piled out from the dark cave, breaking down the original temple wall. The prostitutes had no choice but to hang the portrait of the mountain **** on the side wall first, and kowtow to the **** in the painting one by one to make amends.

 Then he got up and piled some firewood in the middle of the temple, and lit it with a lantern. A group of prostitutes gathered around the fire, being influenced by the warm light of the fire. The coldness that penetrated their bones gradually faded away under the heat of the fire. The faces of several prostitutes finally had a little rosiness, and each of them Finally seems to be alive.

"It's so warm. At this moment, I don't want to die." Sun Dou'er squinted and scratched the sores on his face, with a slightly satisfied smile on his face. The smile on his face covered with sores, Under the light of the fire, people looked at it and felt a chill coming from the bottom of their hearts.

 As for the prostitutes present, their situations were not much different from each other.

They looked at each other as if they were looking in a mirror, and they were not afraid of the other person's ugly face.

Hearing Sun Dou'er's words, Sister Cui also laughed: "What do you mean by death or not? This mountain temple is a place left by the mountain **** and God for us poor people. Such a big disaster just now is just They passed by us. God wants us to survive...

 After surviving this night, let’s collect more firewood during the day.

There are indispensable wild vegetables in the mountains, so let’s pick up more of them and boil them with water to make vegetable soup.

 Just living like this, maybe we can live a better life than those sisters outside! "

Nowadays, people’s livelihood is difficult. How easy is it to have enough food and clothing to survive?

What's more, these few people who want to survive are all suffering from Hualiu disease, and they are all terminally ill and dying. The difficulty for them to survive is hundreds of times higher than that for ordinary people in this era. If they hadn't encountered... It is basically impossible to manifest the divine spirit.

However, it is better to die than to live, and the ants still live in vain.

 They want to live, so what’s wrong with having expectations?

Chai Bao'er, Qiao'er, Yu Jiaren and other prostitutes listened to Sister Cui's plans for the future, and their eyes flashed with light. Apparently they had heard what the other party said, and they began to look forward to the future without realizing it.

Sun Douer couldn't help but said: "Tomorrow let's look for any footprints of wild rabbits or deer deer. Let's also learn from the hunters, dig a few traps and catch a few wild rabbits and deer deer. The rabbit meat will be stewed with wild vegetables... it must be delicious. Very…”

 “Then you are just whimsical…

 I once had a customer who was a hunter.

According to them, the current year is not good, and if you go back to the mountains every three days, you may not be able to hunt any wild animals.

Even if a hare is hunted, the rabbit is as skinny as a stick and has little meat to eat. "

 “The stew with bones is also good...”

 Chuan Bao'er listened to the chatter and laughter of several companions, and his thoughts drifted far away without realizing it, and he didn't know where he went.

After a long time, she suddenly felt a little cold, and the snoring of other people came to her ears again. Then she came back to her senses and saw several companions sitting, lying down, and sleeping beside the dying bonfire. .

She pursed her lips and smiled, thinking to herself: "I still want to live a good life in the future, as long as I can survive the first few days!

 Fortunately, I came to my senses, otherwise we might not have a future, and we would all freeze to death tonight because the bonfire went out..."

With this thought in mind, Chua Bao'er got up and filled some firewood into the fire that still had some flames flickering. Watching the flames gradually climb up the firewood, and the warmth once again lingered in the small temple, she felt relieved and started again. Sit back in your seat.

Just sitting on the stone, she felt as if something shiny passed by the corner of her eyes. Out of curiosity, she immediately turned her head to look. When she turned her head, she saw the dark figure directly opposite the temple door. In the cave, there was something like flowing water, which was shining with golden light. The light flickered on and off, making Chubao'er feel itchy in his heart.

Chubao'er looked around, took a few deep breaths, and then picked up the red lantern in the corner that was no longer very bright. Holding the red lantern, he stepped on the stones rushed out of the cave. Walk deeper into the cave step by step.

This cave is located in the mountain temple. The prostitutes have all seen its existence, but because of their instinctive fear of the unknown, they subconsciously ignore the existence of this cave.

However, no matter how they ignored it, the cave was always within the mountain temple.

Chai Baoer's thoughts raced for a long time. When he came back to his senses, he figured out the problem.

She was quite courageous, and coupled with her curiosity about the shiny golden things in the cave, she suppressed her fear of the unknown for a moment and walked into the cave holding a lantern.