The Peasant Girl of Shuangsheng Flowers

Chapter 1 Broom star, burn her to death 1
【Master】

In the desolate desert, a whirlwind blew past, rolling up waves of sand and dust, and carrying them to the distance.

In the dusty desert, there is a desert city more than 100 kilometers away.

The northernmost ruined city is called Beicheng.

At this time, Beicheng was very angry. On the square of the desolate Beicheng, a little girl was put on a wooden stake, and there was a circle of firewood around her.The common people around her pointed at her with weapons in their hands.

The little girl's hair was disheveled, and her shabby clothes could barely cover her body. The most eye-catching thing was not how miserable she was now, but that her right half of her face was full of birthmarks.

This birthmark is very weird, it is only on the right half of the face, and it looks very flirtatious.

This birthmark looks like a flower but not a flower, and it looks a little scary at first glance.

"Burn her to death!"

"Yes! She is the culprit. Burn her to death, and we won't have to live in poverty anymore."

"burn."

"Burn, burn, burn..."

Words that would burn her to death rang in her ears.

The little girl looks like she is only 13 years old, but she is actually 15 years old.

She didn't know what she did wrong.Why do these people treat themselves like this!

"Choufeng, before you die, do you have anything else to say?"

There was desolation in the little girl's eyes, and she just looked at the old man who asked the question in despair.

"Grandpa City Lord, can you tell me what I did wrong? Why do you treat me like this?"

The little girl's words were like a dull hammer, hitting the old man's heart with hatred.

The old man's lips trembled, not knowing how to answer her question, obviously, he didn't know how to answer her question either.

"Broom star, scourge, how dare you say what you did wrong? Your biggest mistake is that you shouldn't have been born in Beicheng. No, it should be said, you shouldn't live in this world!" A woman had a vicious look on her face. Cursed at the little girl.

"That's right, you are a scourge. If it weren't for you, our life would not be like this. Now you still have the face to ask why?"

"Yes, the broom star was reincarnated, you should have died a long time ago."

"Why is the city lord talking so much nonsense with her? Just burn her to death!"

The people around seemed to be impatient.

The little girl named Choufeng glanced over everyone's faces one by one. When she saw her parents and her eight older sisters, a clear tear shed from her desperate eyes.

The family standing in the crowd looked at her coldly, as if they didn't care about her life at all.

"Father, mother, sister, do you also believe that I brought the disaster?" There was hope in those eyes, as long as her parents and sister believed in her, then even if she died today, she would have no regrets.

"Huh, when you were born, bad luck came from heaven. Since the day you were born, Beicheng has slowly changed drastically. Moreover, the ghost flower on your face is proof. Fortune tellers say so. Although you are my daughter, But you also know the situation of our family, so you can go there with peace of mind!" The man's cold and heartless words hit her heart hard.

However, the woman next to the man wiped her tears and said, "Jiufeng, you are good to go. You must entrust her to a good family in your next life."

"Jiumei, today is the last day of your life, so the sisters don't say anything. I hope that after you leave, you can take away the bad luck of Beicheng."

(End of this chapter)