The daughter of the Yang family is turning sixteen today.
The front yard was bustling with people.
The remote backyard, the dilapidated and desolate little yard, was overgrown with weeds and no one cared about it.
The girl lay alone on the bed in her bedroom, her pupils fading away until she breathed her last.
Half an hour later, a little maid in pink came trotting into the yard, carrying food in her hands. "Miaoya, Miaoya, how are you?"
When she saw the person on the bed, she looked around for a while and then quietly used her hand to test the breath.
However, at this moment, the girl on the bed suddenly opened her eyes and grabbed her hand. Her originally dull and empty pupils were replaced by clear and sharp ones.
"Is there anything wrong?" The girl's voice was weak but indifferent.
The pink-dressed maid holding the food was startled, but immediately put on a joyful expression: "Great, Miaoya, I'm glad you're okay. This is the food I stole from the kitchen. Eat it quickly. How can you survive two days of starvation without food?"
Smelling the pork porridge in the plate with a faint rice aroma and a slight peculiar smell, the girl on the bed concealed the strange look in her eyes.
At the same time, all the memories of this body flooded into her mind like a stream of lights.
The original body was kidnapped at the age of eight and sold to the Yang Mansion to bring good luck to Yang Qing'er, the daughter of a wealthy family who had been frail since childhood.
According to the Taoist priest, Yang Qing'er was not going to survive today's birthday banquet, so he found an orphan girl who was born on the same day of the same month as Yang Qing'er to raise together, so that she could take over Yang Qing'er's unlucky fate and exchange her life for Yang Qing'er's on her sixteenth birthday.
Such a vicious life-changing technique requires daily blood collection.
In addition, Yang Qing'er has been sinister and closed-minded since childhood, and she has abused and bullied the original body many times.
The original body was tortured for many years, but ultimately could not survive this day.
That’s right, the girl on the bed has already changed her mind.
They have the same name and surname. Although she is also called Yun Miao, she is the ancestor of the largest sect in the world of cultivation. She has lived for tens of thousands of years and has met no rivals. Unexpectedly, she was bored and dozed off in meditation and fell into the thunder tribulation of breaking through to the Supreme God. The nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine thunderbolts struck her and destroyed her soul.
Fortunately, she had a backup plan and sent a trace of her soul to the contract artifact Chaos Bell in advance. Chaos Bell tried its best to protect her, but she didn't expect that her soul would be transferred and awakened in the body of this little baby whose spirit was in harmony with the little baby's body that had just died and was not yet cold.
Feeling the essence of spiritual power in the air, it was obviously different from the filthy air during the chaotic period of gods and demons. This world was no longer her original world, but it was more suitable for cultivation.
Looking at the pink-dressed maid in front of her, Yun Miao's eyes flashed with sarcasm.
This maid was the only confidant of Miaoya in this body during her lifetime. Every time Miaoya was beaten, she would heal her wounds or find her some food.
After a few interactions, the two became close friends who could talk about anything.
But unlike her who was dressed in linen, the other person was wearing an exquisite satin dress and a hair bead that was newly introduced this year on her bun.
"Ning Shu, is this hair bead on your head a reward from Miss Qing'er?" Yun Miao slowly stood up, and the weakness of her new body made her frown.
The girl who was called Ning Shu's eyes flashed with panic, and then she immediately calmed down, "Yes... yes, Miss Qing'er is celebrating her birthday today, and she gave gifts to many of the servants."
"Really? Can you let me see it?" Yun Miao took the pork porridge with just the right amount of envy on her face.
Ning Shu's expression flashed with impatience, but she was afraid that Miao Ya would not eat the porridge, so she reluctantly took off the hair beads on her head and handed them to Yun Miao: "Hurry and take a look at it, but don't damage it."
Yun Miao played with the hairpin in her hand and suddenly sneered, "As a fellow servant, I have never owed you anything. Why do you harbor such malice?"
Ning Shu looked at Yun Miao's strange demeanor and felt uneasy: "Miao Ya, you...what are you talking about?"
Yun Miao raised her head, looking at her coldly, without any sadness or joy: "Not only is this porridge poisoned, it also contains the excruciatingly painful Heartbreak Powder. Not only do you want me to die, you want my death to be painful."
Ning Shu's face changed. She didn't expect Yun Miao to find out, so she stopped pretending. "Today is the young lady's birthday. You must die today to take over the young lady's fate as the Lonely Demon. Do you think I want to be friends with someone like you? If the young lady hadn't been afraid that you couldn't bear the humiliation and committed suicide before your birthday, and sent me close to you and pretended to give you some warmth, do you think I wanted to keep an eye on a lowly person like you? Because of you, I could have been promoted to the head maid in the young lady's room, but now I still live in the lower servant's room. But after today, it will be different. If you die, my mission will be completed. If you want to blame someone, you should blame yourself for being born into this world."
Thinking of the past when the original owner regarded Ning Shu as her only warmth in the Yang Mansion, Yun Miao couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness that didn't belong to her.
"You'd better drink this porridge quickly!" Ning Shu saw that she was not going to drink the porridge, and immediately rushed over, with a ferocious look on his face, saying: "Bitch, you have to force me to do it."
A hair bead pierced directly into her body, so accurately and quickly that it was a fatal acupuncture point.
"Those who do evil will suffer the consequences." Yun Miao looked at her calmly.
Ning Shu still hadn't imagined that the hair bead he handed over would become the key to his life.
Yun Miao looked at the fallen Ning Shu and the pork porridge scattered on the ground, then calmly stood up and slowly finished the rest of the food on the plate that had not been drugged.
At this time, she needs to replenish her strength.
forecourt.
Yang Qing'er, dressed elegantly in a pink silk dress, followed her father Yang Jingheng and was praised by noble ladies from all sides.
There was a slight arrogance on her pretty face.
In Jiuzhou City, their Yang family is the local tyrant.
Merchants are lowly people, how can they compare with government officials?
No matter how rich these people are, they have to please her.
"Why hasn't Ning Shu come back yet?" Yang Qing'er impatiently called out to her personal maid Hong Yun, "Go and see if that bitch Yun Miao is dead or not."
"The fire is coming! The fire is coming!"
Suddenly, a servant came running in from the backyard.
Everyone looked up in the direction he was pointing and saw thick smoke rising from the backyard like a huge dark cloud sweeping over.
The guests were talking about it: "On such a festive day, there was a fire in the backyard."
"Who said it wasn't? It seems the rumors are true. Miss Yang is destined to be alone. No wonder Master Yang is seeking out masters everywhere to help his beloved daughter change her fate."
"Shh! Keep your voice down. County Magistrate Yang hates hearing people talk about this..."
Yang Jingheng, standing nearby, said something in a low voice to the guard beside him with a grim expression. After the guard left, he immediately stood up and, smiling, reassured the guests, "It's a small matter. Don't panic, everyone. My daughter's birthday is today, a symbol of the phoenix's rebirth from the ashes!"
As a county magistrate, although the rumors made him angry, he would not lose his composure over such a small matter.
Upon hearing this, many guests began to flatter him: "The sign of Nirvana indicates that Ling's daughter is the reincarnation of the Phoenix Girl. What a great thing!"
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