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"Bang--"
Without any warning, a car crashed through the dense trees by the lake and fell into the lake with Jin Suting.
Jin Suting was knocked far away by inertia, close to the center of the lake.
Lake water continued to fill her nose, the smell of fish and the stench of garbage settled in the lake. She felt the sting, and desperately tried to break free. But her hands seemed restrained, and her efforts to paddle upward were futile. Her calves and knees were numb and painful from the impact of the car, and she couldn't move.
This feeling of powerlessness made Jin Suting want to cry. She was so tired that she could no longer struggle. Her eyes slowly closed.
Jin Qunwei's calm face flashed through her mind. Jing Ruizi was scolding her again, and this time Jin Chu was chiding her. His harsh words were truly unpleasant to the ears. Was he finally stopping pretending? Was he finally daring enough to show his true self in front of others?
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The setting sun dyed the sky red, and the afterglow sprinkled on the reeds was very beautiful.
Jin Suting opened her eyes with difficulty, and what she saw was... a dung beetle, which was sleeping on her nose.
"ah--"
Jin Suting sat up suddenly. Dung beetles were one of the three things she hated most in her life! She quickly took up her sleeve and wiped the area on her nose where the dung beetle had just been, rubbing it until it turned red.
Jin Suting saw what she was wearing. Why was it a chest-length skirt? And it was a hot pink...
Looking back at the surroundings, there was a thick wall of dry grass growing all over the ground. Looking up, it was towering into the sky... This must be a cliff...
Didn't she remember being hit by a car and thrown into the lake? She drank a lot of dirty, smelly lake water. What was going on now?
Could she have entered hell? However, the ecological environment in this hell is too bad, with patches of dead grass everywhere.
A sharp pain shot through her knees. Was this hell, where were her senses so slow? Jin Suting slumped back down onto the dry grass. What was she supposed to do? She couldn't walk. She shouted desperately, "Is there anyone here?"
No one responded.
It seemed a bit inappropriate to ask this question. This was hell. "Are there any ghosts?"
Still no response.
"Is there any Black and White Impermanence who can take me to the hospital? An ambulance, an ambulance! I'm bleeding and it hurts!"
"Excuse me??"
Still no response.
When she was feeling depressed, men in military uniforms came from the other side of the grass.
"Missy! Where are you?"
"Miss!"
This voice... is so loud. Jin Suting scratched her ears. They seemed to be looking for someone who could lead her out of this dry grass.
Jin Suting shouted at the top of her lungs, "There's someone here! I'm here! Come and save me! Hey!"
Those people in military uniforms soon came to Jin Suting's side.
The leader was very happy to see Jin Suting: "Miss, we finally found you."
“???” Jin Suting was confused. He called me Miss?
The leader spoke again: "Miss, you are still alive!"
“???” Should I die?
He turned and ordered his subordinates, "Quickly bring the stretcher and carry the young lady back to the tent!"
Jin Suting grabbed the leader and said, "Wait a minute, don't be busy yet."
"What are your instructions, Miss?"
Jin Suting thought the child might have mistaken her for someone else and was about to explain the whole story to him, but then she thought, what if she told him, they wouldn't take her out. She decided to play along and pretend to be a young lady.
So the words on the tip of my tongue became: "Give me two pounds of beef, I'm hungry."
The one in the lead is called "Nuo".
Jin Suting looked at their clothes and the tone of their voices. Are the people in Hell so old-fashioned? Haha, quite friendly.
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"If you let me out, I will go out for a while. Please be flexible, brother." Jin Suting clenched his fists and said to the soldiers guarding outside the tent.
Her wound was bandaged and applied with medicine, and it didn't hurt as much as it did at first. It was time to leave. But if she confessed like this, she would be beaten to death, so she decided to sneak out in the dark.
"Miss, please don't make things difficult for us. The general has ordered us to stay here with you while you recover from your injuries and not to go anywhere." Soldier A said in embarrassment.
Jin Suting was anxious. What kind of place had she entered? "I need to go to the toilet! Do you know what it means to poop? I need to use it urgently!"
"Miss, there is a chamber pot in the tent," said Soldier B.
"I don't want a chamber pot. Don't you have a bathroom here?!" Jin Suting yelled.
"Miss, please calm down. I didn't know anything." Soldiers A and B said at the same time.
"I……!"
Forget it, let’s wait until her injury gets better before leaving. These two are too stubborn.
Jin Suting began to survey the room. It looked like the kind of tents soldiers and generals would stay in during wartime in ancient dramas, but it felt more like a place for girls. Perhaps this was their precious young lady's room. Such a girly heart. But why would a father bring his daughter with him to war? Her delicate demeanor didn't seem like that of a martial artist. Could she be a think tank? A military advisor?
But isn't there a saying in hell about the Black and White Impermanence, the King of Hell, and Po Meng? How come she hasn't seen them, and hasn't even drunk the Po Meng soup, yet she clearly remembers her past life?
Jin Suting walked to the jewelry table. The mirror of hell was so bright and golden that it was enough to reflect a silhouette.
There were boxes and jars of cosmetics, right? She picked one up and held it to her nose to smell it. It was quite fragrant. This must be the legendary rouge.
There was a painting hanging on the jewelry table. Jin Suting had not noticed it before. She climbed up the jewelry table and took the painting down. She thought that she must look very similar to the eldest lady, so they would make a mistake for her.
Who knew that the person in the painting looked completely different from her? Are those soldiers' eyes as bad as the mirror?
Jin Suting's sixth sense became stronger and stronger, and she always felt that things were not that simple.
She suddenly ran to the dressing table and looked at her face with wide eyes.
Wow, such big eyes, wow, such long eyelashes, wow, such a high nose bridge, wow, such moist skin...
She is such a beauty! If she were in the human world, she would be a top traffic star. Not to mention her acting skills, just by looking at her, how many people would be waiting to lick the screen!
But wait, after she struggled to see her face clearly, she discovered that this was not her face!
Where were the dark circles and puffy bags under her eyes from all the late nights typing away? Where were her small, single-lidded eyes that could be masked with shoelaces? Gone were her tiny nose and sparse eyebrows.
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