I Died for a While

I died once. He died in a shabby inn in Liangzhou City in the north. The boss took off my cotton-padded jacket and said that I died just right and Lu Yin could sell it for five taels of silver. It's cold in the ice cellar. On the left is a beggar who froze to death, and on the right is a seven-year-old girl. Then I lived. But not in the original way. The divine son of the Lin family in Zhongzhou and a genius at the pinnacle of transformation was currently huddled in the body of a seven-year-old girl, with only half a moldy steamed bun in his pocket. Guanshi Yujue said: Find a suitable adult body, participate in the palace examination, expose the princess's rebellion, pacify Beirong, and find out the truth about the depletion of spiritual veins. None of this is difficult. The difficult thing is - Shen Qing asked me: "Who is Xiao Qi?" I smiled at her with a little girl's face: "You guess."