The first volume, chapter two: The host is kneeling to death

  Han Caiwei woke up feeling extremely cold all over her body, and her knees were aching unbearably. She was completely awakened by the pain.

  My knees hurt too much to stand up, so I'll just kneel down and take a look around. There are memorial tablets, long-lasting lamps, and the candle flames flicker and sway. Outside, the stars and moon shine brightly.

  Han Caiwei scanned the surroundings, huh? No director, no actors, not even a camera! It's not filming a TV series, could she have really crossed over?! Her heart panicked, her hand had just touched the ground when suddenly her knee felt a piercing pain. She looked down and saw blood on the ground, furrowed her brow and felt a stinging sensation in the corner of her eye, and touched her bloody hand.

  After a moment of silent contemplation, she realized an extremely serious fact - that she had actually crossed over! That damned staff member hadn't deceived her! That damned custom-made crossing agent was really effective, and she was still that damned soul-crosser!

  Looking at the thin and bony hands covered in scars, Han Caiwei let out a low sigh. Just by looking around, it was clear that this was a shrine. Probably after being beaten and scolded, someone had made the master kneel here as punishment, but due to exhaustion and other reasons, the original person couldn't hold on and died. And she happened to be passing by, so she ended up on this person who looked like they had lived a very painful life.

  What kind of dog fart luck is this! What new life! A pit father enterprise, indeed there are no free lunches in the world!

  She rested for a while, as her knees were hurting badly from kneeling for too long, but they finally eased up a bit. As she was still clueless about what to do next and thinking about her next move, footsteps suddenly came from outside the door.

  As soon as the gate opened, the cold wind outside blew in with a chill. She was thinly dressed and couldn't help but hug her arms and shrink back. Before she could react, she received a slap on the face: "You little slut, who allowed you to sit? I want you to kneel! Can't you understand?"

  Han Caiwei only felt a burning pain on her face, and she felt that the corner of her forehead had started bleeding again. There was a buzzing sound in her head, it seemed that this master's body was not ordinary. After calming down slightly, Han Caiwei looked up at the woman who was still cursing loudly. The ancestral hall was not very bright, only seeing that the woman had painted very bright red nail polish, and her whole body smelled of fragrant powder.

  Han Caiwei wiped away the bloodstains at the corner of her eyes with her sleeve and coldly asked, "Who are you?"

  Only after finishing speaking did he realize that the owner of this body had a hoarse voice, and every time he spoke, his throat felt like it was on fire, as if he had suffered countless torments.

  The woman didn't speak, and from among the two or three maids standing beside her, a maid dressed in green stepped forward, glaring and saying: "Han Shi, what are you talking about?" Having received the woman's signal, this maid raised her hand to strike.

  Han Caiwei closed her eyes, the veins on her forehead bulging with rage, just as she was about to lose control, someone suddenly hugged her: "Don't hit Miss! Don't hit! If you want to hit, hit Shuang'er instead!"

  That maid, unable to stop herself, slapped Shuang'er with a loud smack, and even Han Caiwei felt the shock. The maid let out a snort and walked back to the woman's side. The woman scolded: "The maidservants raised by you are all so lowly! Hmph, Xiaolian, stop hitting her, lest your hands get dirty! Listen, I came to tell you that the time has arrived, go back now, and remember to come here tomorrow to kneel for two hours."

  The woman turned around with her maid and was about to leave. Han Caiwei gritted her teeth, supported herself against the wall, and stood up, saying coldly: "Wait a minute."

  The woman frowned and turned around: "What's going on?"

  Han Caiwei grasped a small mouse that was still struggling in her hand, which she had just seen at the dim wall. She stretched out her hand and caught it, just to use it as a warning to others. She gave the woman a cold glance, but smiled warmly at the two children who were still holding onto her: "Er Er, would you please get a knife? The one we usually use to cut fruit is fine."

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