Chapter 417 70 The Little Cub's Last Wish 9
Witch Zhang didn't realize that she was doomed. In the illusion, she was surrounded by ghosts of all ages, each of them wanting to tear a piece of her flesh off.
All the ghosts in the illusion are female, and they are not very old. The youngest is only three years old, and the oldest is only twelve years old. They were all killed by their parents who favored boys over girls, or by their grandparents.
In order to have a son, they listened to the nonsense of the witch Zhang. She told those who were eager to have a son, "As long as you sacrifice a daughter to the mountain god, you will give birth to a fat and fair son to inherit the family line."
Ignorant people took nonsense as an oracle, and the daughter who was not loved by her parents became a victim.
Chang'an looked at the villagers coldly. Most of the people in this village were beyond saving. There were more than 20 households, and each of them had one or two lives lost.
When she first came to this plane, she saw that the villagers had black foreheads and black air all around them. She thought it was affected by the male and female protagonists. After all, everyone in Cui Valley Village was considered a tool of the male and female protagonists.
Chang'an didn't think much about it, nor did he check. In the original plot line, these people were all alive and well.
By the time she attacked the male and female protagonists, the original plot had already collapsed and could no longer be used as a reference.
Today, the witch Zhang revealed another big piece of news. Chang'an discovered that the evil energy around some villagers was even heavier.
In half a month, there will be a heavy rainstorm, which will cause a landslide and bury Cui Gu Village. No one in the village will survive.
Karma is a cycle, this is the retribution they deserve, but those who need to be saved must still be saved.
After what the witch Zhang did, no one believed in the matter of stealing fortune anymore. They thought all witches were fake, and maybe the Cui family just wanted to find a sucker to extort money.
"Let's go, let's go. Maybe the Cui family and Mrs. Zhang had planned to come to the Gu family to cheat them of their money."
"Let's go, let's go to Mrs. Zhang's house and ask them to return the money. They cheated me out of five or six dollars, I must get it back."
Mrs. Zhang was from the neighboring Zhangjia Village. The two villages were separated by two mountains and were more than three hours away. The reason why she followed the Cui family to cause trouble so quickly was that she happened to be performing a ritual at another villager's home.
The Cui family's house was burned down, and Cui's mother collapsed instantly. Before that, Cui Niannian had been whispering in her ear that Gu Yinnian had taken away her luck, so she got hot-headed and asked Zhang the witch to come to Gu's house together.
Unexpectedly, they not only did not get any benefits, but also revealed that Zhang the witch was a liar and they were beaten.
Many villagers left together, planning to go to Zhangjia Village to seek justice.
The team leader was always late. When he saw that the matter was over, he casually said, "Are you too full and have nothing to do? You're always looking for trouble."
He glanced at Gu Yinnian carelessly. The mocking look made him feel guilty. He quickly shifted his gaze and shouted angrily, "What are you all doing here? Why don't you get out of here?"
The Cui family members supported each other and left covered in dust.
After coming out of the illusion, witch Zhang had no intention of pursuing the matter and crawled away.
This place is too weird, she will never come here again. She doesn’t even know that the villagers from Cui Gu Village have gone to her house to collect a debt.
The Gu family returned to peace. Chang An held Gu Yinnian's hand and asked, "Dad, are you hurt?"
"No, Dad is very powerful," Gu Yinnian put down the axe and carrying pole, touched Chang'an's head to comfort her.
"Dad, let's move to town."
Gu Yinnian calculated their assets in his mind. The six hundred year old ginseng sold for three thousand yuan, and the prey sold for one hundred and twenty yuan. He spent more than fifty yuan, and had seventy yuan left. Adding the more than twenty yuan left from before, he had more than three thousand and ninety yuan in his hands.
That ginseng was almost cheated away by someone. They only gave him 500 yuan for a 600-year-old ginseng. People thought he was a fool. He had already offended the boss of the black market in town, and his route to the black market was cut off.
There was no need to stay in Cui Gu Village. I had never thought of leaving the village before because everyone lived in peace and harmony, living our own lives behind closed doors without getting close to each other.
What happened this year? Big and small things kept happening, and he was very annoyed. He wanted to leave before but didn't have the confidence to leave. Now he has the confidence. If he doesn't leave, should he stay for the New Year?
"Instead of going to the town, I'll go to the county town." Now that he has money, he can buy a job and live in the county town.
"Dad, let's go wherever you want." Going to the county town is of course better than staying in the town. Chang'an has no objection. There is still a year before the college entrance examination, and the money from selling ginseng is more than enough to last until the exam.
The father and daughter discussed their next destination. Gu Yinnian planned to go into the city tomorrow, rent a house and then move there.
Late at night, 996 created a dream for those who had no sins in their body, in which a mountain torrent broke out and submerged the village.
Chang'an also cast a silencing spell on them all. They could not speak of their dreams or gesture them out. Only they themselves knew the answers and they could only save themselves.
Some people who had that dream believed in it, while others did not. Chang'an didn't care about that. Anyway, she gave them a chance to survive. It was up to them to choose what to do.
Some people try their best to remind their family members who did not have the dream, but they just can't say anything and can't express themselves. Their family members think they are possessed by evil spirits.
Some people tried three times but failed. After three times, they forgot the dream and laughed at those who did not forget it.
"Why do you always look like the sky is falling? Are you getting sick from not working?"
"No, no," Zhao Erleng shook his head hurriedly, but he couldn't tell the reason, and he was sweating profusely.
"What's wrong with you? Are you really sick?"
Zhao Er was stunned and wiped the sweat off his forehead, saying weakly: "It's okay, I just feel a little uncomfortable in my stomach."
Forget it, life and death are determined by fate, and he cannot change it.
Looking at those who had clearly had the same dream, after they tried to remind those who had not had the dream, they all lost their memory of the dream.
The others were all scared out of their wits, and suddenly realized that they should not try to alert the damned person, otherwise they would also be implicated.
Although God loves all living beings, this God who loves all living beings does not include Chang'an, as her vision is not that broad.
Those innocent people who were killed in Cui Gu Village are also living beings. Why should she give the executioner who killed them a chance to live?
In Chang'an's eyes, the so-called equal love for all beings means that retribution must be timely, which is fair.
Tsk, I found the reason why it’s difficult for her to advance in cultivation. It’s a problem with her state of mind.
She has been trapped in a dead end of black and white. She seems to understand, but also seems not to understand.
996 noticed Chang'an's change of mood and frightened him. [Your Highness, what have you realized? ]
Chang'an was confused for a moment. He didn't understand anything and his mind was a mess.
But that didn't stop her from teasing 996, she grinned and said, "Those who do bad things will be killed, and those who do good things will live a long life."
996: ...
Nothing can be generalized, Your Highness.