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After the first snow in winter, the temperature was too low. Every household took advantage of this time to take a nap on the brick bed.

However, the front door of the Feng Elementary Scholar's house was opened. From inside came a thin and frail looking girl. Her face was pale, and her hands that held the wooden basin were red from the cold.

Feng Tingting was wrapped in a flowery cotton coat, pausing for a moment, before a sweet voice came out from inside.

"What are you doing here? You've been lying here like a log for two days already and your bones are already lazy. You're asking for a beating!"

Feng Tingting sighed, walked towards the pond in the center of the village with her short legs.

At the moment, the temperature was around -8 degrees Celsius. The cold wind was as sharp as knives scraping against Feng Tingting's delicate face, but the pain was much lighter than before.

Two days ago, she had been cozily staying in her own little room with the heat, eating ice cream, and chasing the drama.

However, after a short sleep and a nightmare, he woke up in a village that he did not know which dynasty or village he came from.

What was even worse was that when he woke up, he was in a broken temple with only half a breath left. He had to stay alive for two days, but before he could fully recover, he was forced out to wash clothes by his elder sister.

It was already winter and winter, and his body was already weak. Yet now he had to wash a pile of rough clothes. This was simply suicidal.

She dragged the sick body to the edge of the pond. She greeted the women enthusiastically as she saw them washing and chatting at the same time.

"The Elementary Scholar Girl Ting is here, her body is well. I heard she had a cold a few days ago, so she needs to be nurtured."

"Look at this little white face, Girl Lan must have bullied you again. Next time, tell your sister-in-law that I will help you vent your anger!" The one who spoke was a round and sleek woman with a pretty face. She couldn't help but take a glance at her.

Feng Tingting forced out an ugly smile, which was a response, and hid in a corner to silently wash clothes, and while doing so, she pricked up her ears and tried to listen for useful information.

At this time, a shadow suddenly fell beside him, followed by a wooden basin smashing towards him, accompanied by a sneer.

"Yo, you're still alive? Your life is really big!"

The girl had a fair and clean face and was tall and slender. It was a pity that her pair of beady eyes were ruined. She looked rather mean.

Feng Tingting had just woken up not long ago, and no one in the family knew who she was, let alone this person, so she simply did not speak.

"Mute? "Now that you're pretending to be dumb, what are you doing? If you don't look at yourself in the mirror and see what you look like, you would think of snatching something from Feng Huilan. You should give up on that idea!"

The girl said as she poked Feng Tingting on the head with her long and tender fingers. It was as if she was unsatisfied and stepped on her clothes that had just been stained with soap.

Feng Tingting raised her head and looked at the girl with a puzzled expression. This sovereign did not leave any memories, so she really did not know who this person was.

However, just because she didn't know didn't mean she would tolerate it!

Feng Tingting stood up and stared at the girl.

"Hoh, you've got guts now. You dare to stare at me like that? Aren't you afraid that I'll dig out your eyeballs?"

The women who were watching the show laughed with him, as if such things often happened.

Feng Tingting guessed that the reason she almost froze to death in that broken temple definitely had something to do with the girl in front of her, whether directly or indirectly!

Thinking this way, she raised the club in her hand and viciously smashed it onto the girl's body without any hesitation. This was solid wood. If she were to swing it down, even if she wasn't injured, she would at least get a large amount of bruises!

The girl's sharp cry woke the women up, and they quickly pulled the two apart.

However, Feng Tingting had learned to fight in a scattered manner, and her strength was astonishing, so she was not pulled apart for a moment.

"God damn, the Girl Ting is so demonic!"

It was unknown who shouted, but everyone rushed forward to pull the two people away, only then did the girl get saved from Feng Tingting's hands.

At this moment, all the women looked weirdly at Feng Tingting. Girl Ting, who was usually weak, timid, and did not even dare to speak loudly, actually dared to hit people.

Feng Tingting gasped for breath, calmly sweeping over everyone present. Before she could even raise her hand, she had already fainted.

"Did you hear? In the east side of the village, the girl from the Feng Clan went crazy!"

"Why did he go mad just like that? Why did no news come out?" a certain aunt asked.

"I heard that yesterday at the pond, the usually meek Girl Ting fought with the granddaughters of the three great women and even injured them. "Those three granddaughters of hers are famous for their tyranny. If they could injure her, they would either become a demon or be possessed!"

The woman continued in a low voice, "Moreover, a few days ago, a widow died in the Ying Family Village next door. It's said that her husband and child were poisoned to death by her own body."

"What a sin! "Such a good-looking young lady, how could she be carried by such a crazy woman?"

"How pitiful, what will we do if we can't cure him? He really looks like that for nothing."

The wives of the ladies gathered around as they talked, getting more and more excited. However, there wasn't the slightest bit of pity in their eyes. Instead, they looked like they were watching a good show.

At this point of time, the crazy Feng Tingting that was being talked about by these people had been tied up by her mother and was heading towards the Witch Lee's home at the back of the village.

In the dark room, the two stared at each other, not missing anything.

Witch Lee sighed, "Little miss, I know you aren't crazy, because you are not the real Girl Ting. But since you have come, you must continue to live your days here."

Feng Tingting raised her brows, she did not say a word, and was already thinking about what the Goddess had said.

"This world is unfamiliar to you, but at the same time, it is also the most familiar. Gradually, you will understand what I mean."

With that said, the Witch Lee did not say much and followed Feng Tingting out.

Looking at her mother and sister, Feng Tingting suddenly remembered the name that girl had mentioned.

Feng Huilan?!

Why was this name so familiar? Wasn't she the female lead of the novel "Hua Kui's Promotion" that she wrote on the internet 10 years ago? No wonder everyone around called this sovereign's sister Girl Lan!

Could it be that the place where he appeared was not some ancient novel, but his own novel?! Otherwise, why would he be so lucky?

Feng Tingting was very upset, it was fine that she had mysteriously entered such a damned place, but she had suddenly become a character in her novels, and even f * cking became cannon fodder!

Most importantly, this darned cannon fodder was something she had created herself!

Since they had arrived, they might as well settle it. If they wanted to change the fate of the cannon fodder, the first rule was to live on!

Feng Tingting looked up into the sky, to be blinded by the intense light. A moment ago she was still controlling the fate of her character, but the assassin himself was in this situation.