I Picked Up An Ancient Transmigration Killer To Be A Wife

“Guo Ming, is the experience of the trip fruitful?” A thin, white-bearded old man dressed in a gray-blue linen gown, sitting in front of the bamboo house, his complexion was dull, but his eyes were piercing and brilliant.

“Master?” Guo Ming was shocked, he turned out to be the master!

“Master, Guo Ming had experienced a fantasy world this time.
The place was very different from our Tianrong Country.
Life was convenient and the people lived in peace.
Guo Ming also feels that it is very livable.”

“You will always eventually wake up from a dream.
come back.” The old man with white beard said, got up and turned to the house.

Guo Ming also got up to follow, but nowhere could he still see the figure of the master, only the bamboo house, which was already covered with dust.

Guo Ming looked at the familiar house, but she felt like a world away.
She went out the door and took a rag from the wood shed.
But found that they were there for too long a time, the rag could not hold down and broke into pieces in her hand.
She had to throw it away, went back to her room, opened the suitcase, took out an old shirt, tore it into rags and then wiped the house with a duster.

After everything was cleaned inside and out, Guo Ming sat on the bench, but felt that there was something important that he couldn’t remember.

“What is it?” Guo Ming thought to herself, but it was as if there was a cloud of fog in her heart.

That’s it, don’t force it anymore if you can’t remember it.

Seeing that the sky was almost dark, Guo Ming went outside the house to collect some firewood to prepare to cook something to eat.
Somehow, she just wants to eat pan cake.
So she decided to make it herself.
The flour in the jar was still good.
Although the color was a little dull, they were still edible.

Guo Ming made the dough, rolled the dough into a round pancake, brushed the pan with oil and put the pancake in, but she still felt that something was wrong.

“Should I put something on the pancake?” Guo Ming thought to herself and was amused by her own thoughts.
What kind of food is that? It’s really interesting.

After eating the pancakes with the well water, Guo Ming still felt vaguely disturbed, as if there was something she had been worried about.
But when I think about it, I just can’t remember it.

“What are you thinking about?” Guo Ming was still thinking about it when a voice came from outside the house.

As Guo Ming went out of the house, She saw that it was actually the poisonous “living widow” in Nandi! She was wearing a red dress with half her breasts exposed.
Six golden hairpins stuck in a bun high above her temple.
Guo Ming knew that all the golden hairpins were poisonous, anyone touches it would die.

However, isn’t the living widow already dead under her own needles? Guo Ming was surprised secretly, but heard the woman in the red dress sneer sharply: “The Nameless great doctor, do you think I’m dead?”

“Even if I’m dead, I will take you with me!” After that, the woman in red, holding two golden hairpins in her hand, stabs at Guo Ming!

She was moving her both hands very rapidly, so fast that there seemed to be a circle of shadows around her.
Her hands became many pairs, like a thousand-handed Buddha in a temple.

Though she was fast, Guo Ming was faster.
Twelve golden needles flew out from her hand.
Seeing this, the living widow hurriedly twitched around to avoid the needles, but unfortunately it was too late.
Eleven of the twelve golden needles had found her body and the white mist surrounding her started to dissipate.

After the white mist dissipated, the living widow was bleeding from her seven orifices on her head, but she still looked at Guo Ming with a pale face.
Seeing Guo Ming walking by, she suddenly grasped her hand tightly and shouted: “Guo Ming, Guo Ming, Guo Ming~~~” And that her face started to change!

“Yuanyuan!” Guo Ming was shocked, hugged the woman in her arms, and kept yelling: “Yuanyuan, Yuanyuan! hold on, Yuanyuan!”

She opened her eyes again and saw that she was lying on the hospital bed.
Wu Yuanyuan was holding her hand with tears on her face, but said with a smile: “Guo Ming, you are awake! You scared me to death!”