On a winter day covered in silver, a small village is quietly located deep in the mountains, backed by the overlapping mountains and the primitive forest that is simply out of sight.

This is the first day of the Chinese New Year. Big red lanterns are hung at the door of every household in the village. Bright colors are dotted on the plain white world. From a distance, it looks quite like a Chinese fairy tale town.

The heavy snow fell for several days and it stopped the night before yesterday. The villagers were quite happy, which meant that they could have a good New Year.

The snow on the road in the village had already been cleaned up when the snow stopped. At this time, breakfast was just past and it was only eight o'clock. On the road, you could see many smiling people. No matter who they saw, they would stop greetings, greet New Year, say a few auspicious words, or walk together.

At the northernmost entrance of the village, there is a slightly special yard. It is said that it is special because of its location. Outside the three-way intersection at the entrance of the village, it is the last family in the entire village, which looks a little lonely.

But the yard of this house is surprisingly large. Looking around, it may be the largest yard in the village. The gate is an iron gate more than two meters high. At this time, the lock is still on the inside. A big yellow dog is lying in the simple doghouse at the door, shaking his ears from time to time.

It is obviously much deserted here than in the village, but the snow at the door was swept cleanly, connecting to the three-way intersection and connecting to the road in the village.

"Woom..."

The big yellow dog suddenly jumped up from the nest, screamed excitedly, shook his head and tail and slammed on the iron gate. Sure enough, after a while, someone came to the intersection of the three forks of road.

The man was wearing a tweed coat and was burly. He seemed to hear the big yellow dog's barking, grinned and trotted over.

"Woom wool wool..."

The big yellow dog became more energetic, and the iron door slammed.

But the visitor looked up at the lantern that had not yet been extinguished, reached in and touched the head of the big yellow dog, "General, go in and call your master."

It turned out that the big yellow dog was named General, and this general was quite human. He immediately turned around and ran into the yard, but was stopped by the man just now, "General! You can see if your master is still asleep? If so, don't yell. It's only eight o'clock now, and she can sleep for an hour."

The general shook his tail on the spot. Perhaps he understood, he didn't scream anymore. He ran in and returned in a while. After a while, he jumped up and put it on the iron gate, but he had a bunch of keys in his mouth.

The man took the key and smiled, saying to himself: "Yes, your master has long been no longer used to staying in bed. He must be afraid of the cold now and is too lazy to open the door early."

The iron door opened, but the man walked to the general's doghouse first and placed the bones he brought in the big basin. The general rushed over with a loud voice, not caring about the man anymore.

When he walked to the door, the man turned his back on his calmness and seemed a little restrained. He stomped his feet at the door for a long time, pulled his clothes left and right before he pushed the door in.

The heating in the room rushed over, and a clear voice came from the face: "I'm waiting for you, thinking that you should come, come in and sit down."

When the man heard the sound, he couldn't help but smile, walked in with his short hair that was a few centimeters away, and said, "I just met my second and third uncles on the road, and I delayed for a while."

As he said that, he had already entered the living room. The room was heated, but it was also burned by himself. It was not as centralized as in the city. The room was so hot, probably because the owner had burned it for a long time. There was a gas stove on the floor of the living room, and the military-green iron sheet looked quite retro.

A girl was sitting next to the stove, and she was obviously the owner of the yard.

Seeing the man coming in, the girl looked up and glanced at the man up and down. The man was about to sit down, but when he was staring at him, he stood there stupidly, pulling his tweed coat on his body, and said uncomfortable:

"This is bought by my elder sister for me. I heard that this clothes are very expensive and uncomfortable to wear. It's not as good as my usual dress. My elder sister insists on..."

Before he finished speaking, the girl couldn't help laughing, "Today is the first day of the Lunar New Year, when you bid farewell to the old and welcome the new, your elder sister made a special trip to you for new clothes. You just wear them well. There are so many problems. I think it's very good and energetic."

Hearing this, the man took off his hair with a little embarrassed look, took off the tweed coat, folded it and placed it on the sofa. Although he said that on his mouth, he clearly cherished it very much.

The room was too hot, and the girl was afraid of the cold, but he was sweating profusely after standing for a while.

The man looked at the girl who was roasting the fire. She was wearing a thin blue down jacket, dark jeans, and dragging a pair of cotton slippers. Her hands were slender and slender under the flames, almost transparent.

The man couldn't help but look at his big hands, with thick calluses on his fingertips and tiger's mouth. He scratched his head, not knowing what to say for a moment.

"Jiabao, pour some water and drink it yourself, and eat whatever you want." But the girl said.

"Oh." The man replied.

The man's name is actually Mo Jiabao. This name is a bit inconsistent with his burly image, but the villagers do not pay attention to the elegance of their names. Mo Jiabao has three sisters, so he finally got a son, so he is naturally a baby.

Mo Jiabao poured a glass of water himself, and there was a fruit tray on the coffee table, but he didn't move. He bought these things for help. He said that if it were left three months ago, he would never be able to sit together and chat with the girl so easily.

The girl's name is Mo Ran. She is just eighteen years old today and is four years younger than Mo Jiabao. Mo Ran's family is very special in the village.

Mo Ran's family was originally a family of four, and it was an enviable family in the village. His mother was gentle and virtuous. I heard that it was married to a wealthy family in the city. His father was a hunter and a very valuable hunter.

My brother's name is Mo Fei, who is the same age as Mo Jiabao, but he is much more promising than Mo Jiabao. He was admitted to a prestigious university and was the first college student in Mojia Village. He was quite a bit of a glorious family.

It is rare for Mo Ran to go to high school in the city, and there are many women who drop out of junior high school in the village.

However... this is all the past, and this happy home was broken two years ago.

That year, Mo Ran's father went into the mountains to hunt and came back with a white wolf that was more than two years tall. It was his prey that time. The villagers had not had time to congratulate him, but they suddenly found that Mo Ran's father was covered in blood, but it turned out that a big hole had been bitten on his shoulder. Although the man had returned, he was at the end of his strength.

Mo Ran's mother was shocked and ignored everyone's opposition and took Mo Ran's father to a large hospital in the provincial capital. Later... she heard that Mo Ran's father went halfway.

Mo Ran's mother was heartbroken and even drank pesticides and committed suicide.

When Mo Ran and his brother came back, the villagers had already helped the burial and the white cloth was hanging high.

The brother and sister suddenly lost their parents, and their personalities changed drastically. Could it be that they had not gone to school and were only twenty years old, but they resolutely decided to inherit their father's business and become hunters.

Nowadays, few people have done this industry of hunters. Mojia Village is backed by mountains and primeval forests. There are so many hunters in its ancestors, but now only Mo Ran’s father is left. Later, it’s true.

Could it be that although he is young, he has a stubborn temper. Several old men in the village advised him with great sincerity, but he just refused to listen. In the end, everyone had no choice but to let him go.

Mo Ran continued to go to school, but since then, his personality has become quite rude. The people in the village don’t know how she is in school, but she has hardly come back for two years. But half a year ago, Mo Ran suddenly came back and stopped going to school.

Most of the people in the village were simple and came to take care of her when she came back. However, both young and old, they were driven out by Mo Ran's harsh words, saying that you don't need to be hypocritical. After a long time, everyone was disappointed and stopped going.

But only Mo Jiabao insisted on it. No matter what bad words Mo Ran said to humiliate him, he would come to the door unstoppably, helping to grow some vegetables and sometimes send some food, and he would feed him.

It’s not that Mo Jiabao is so good-tempered, but Mo Jiabao has a good relationship with Mo Fei. In addition, Mo Jiabao’s dream since childhood is to be a hunter, and the person he admires the most is Mo Ran’s father, so he can tolerate all these.

But I didn’t expect that Mo Ran’s temperament changed a lot three months ago, but this time it didn’t become worse, but it became better!

Mo Jiabao will never forget it. That day he came to Mo Ran’s house to clean up the vegetable field. When he was about to leave, Mo Ran called him. She leaned against the door with the tiled and asked him: "Brother, did you save me? Who are you?"

Mo Jiabao was stunned for a long time, and Mo Ran was stunned. Although he rarely talked to Mo Ran, he did not have any sense of existence at all, right? But Mo Ran looked so confused and asked so seriously that he had to say, "I am Mo Jiabao..."

Later he realized that Mo Ran had a serious illness and burned his mind and forgot many things.

Mo Jiabao never went into the house, so he didn't know that Mo Ran was sick. Now that she thought, although she forgot many things, it was a blessing in disguise, right? She forgot unpleasant things and became so easy to get along with. I believe that if Mo Shuquan knows, he will be relieved...

"Jiabao, Jiabao? What are you thinking so enchanting? Let's go over and let a few old men wait."

Mo Ran's smile sounded, and Mo Jiabao put down the cup in his hand, stripped his hair, thinking a little far away...

Seeing Mo Ran take a long down jacket and put it on the original clothes, Mo Jiabao also got up and put it on the coat. In fact, what he thought was that if this was put before, Mo Ran would definitely not be able to say it.

"I'll go to the outside room to add some charcoal to the boiler, and the room is still hot when you come back."

Mo Ran watched Mo Jiabao go out and put on his shoes. When she walked out of the door, she looked at the clean yard, but was stunned...

She did not belong to this era. Three months ago, when she succeeded her father as the owner of the manor, the villa was blood-stained. The person who came was too strong, strangely strong! She had never seen such a strong man in the world!

They are more like the cultivators my father said, people with magic power!

There was almost no counterattack power, and more than 500 lives in the villa were spared! She clearly remembered the cold and desperate feeling when the sword passed through her chest, and clearly remembered the parents, brothers and sisters in the pool of blood...

She was clearly a dead person, but she was reborn in a completely strange era, a completely strange woman!

Three months ago, she had already calmed down and tried her best to figure out the reason for her rebirth, but she had... gained nothing.

Since she is going to be reborn, why not let her be reborn in the Great Qi Dynasty? The clan members are dead and she cannot avenge this bloody revenge. What face does she have to continue to live?!

But as soon as the idea of ​​suicide arose, he thought of his father protecting her tightly. He said that he had to live no matter what, so that there would be hope for life!

With this sentence, she will live!

When Mo Jiabao came over, he saw Mo Ran standing motionless at the door. The woman who was free and easy on weekdays was extremely gloomy at this moment. Mo Jiabao stopped and hesitatedly called, "Mo Ran?"

The clenched fists in the sleeves gradually loosened. Mo Ran blinked slightly, and the scarlet in his eyes gradually faded. He put on the hat of the down jacket and walked straight to the door, "Let's go, I really want to see the Mo family's ancestral hall."

Listening to Mo Ran's smiling tone, Mo Jiabao breathed a sigh of relief, did not care about the brief abnormality just now, and followed up and said:

"You have forgotten this? The ancestral hall in Mojia Village was broken by lightning many years ago, and later it was simply demolished. Now there is only a piece of cloud cloth left and is placed at Master Mo San's house. What we are going to is Master Mo San's house."

"Haha..." Mo Ran smiled, but didn't say anything. He didn't leave any memory for her, so she could only use the excuse of amnesia to hide it.

But she was thinking in her heart that the ancestral hall was struck by lightning. Could it be that the ancestors of Mojia Village did something unethical? But she didn't say this.

As soon as he reached the door, the general rushed up with a swagger.

"General." Mo Ran just shouted lightly, and the general dared not pounce. Just circled around Mo Ran, the general was just a watchdog, but not as precious as those raised in the city.

When stepping on the snow, the claws are covered with mud. If it wants to be pounced like this, will Mo Ran not have to print a few dog paws on his body?

"Haha, the general really listens to you the most." Mo Jiabao sighed. The general abandoned his bones and followed Mo Ran out. Mo Jiabao locked the door and handed the key to Mo Ran, and then led the way to the village.

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