"Are you college students here for a field trip?" Chen Meifeng greeted you warmly. "I know a place with particularly beautiful scenery. Let me take you there."

Jiang Si smiled sweetly, "Okay, thank you."

“Yes, yes,” Chen Meifeng replied happily, “Come with me.”

Jiang Si lifted her foot and followed.

The locust tree outside the village rustled loudly in a gust of wind that seemed to come from nowhere.

Chen Meifeng led them to a cliff.

Regardless of her purpose, the scenery was indeed beautiful.

From this angle, you can truly see that it does resemble the shape of a rooster.

Jiang Si noticed that as they followed, the villagers' eyes seemed to be revealing something. Chen Meifeng's son, Tian Cang, came out of the small shop, holding a cigarette, leaning against the wall, and grinning lewdly with his yellow teeth showing.

"You can stand there; the view is the best there."

Even a fool would find it a bit strange, but Jiang Si must have her reasons for doing so, and Li Jianshan obediently did as she was told.

Just as the two approached the cliff, Chen Meifeng suddenly rushed up and pushed Li Jianshan towards the cliff. Caught off guard, Li Jianshan plummeted downwards without even having time to scream.

Jiang Si glanced down and asked her, "Aren't you afraid?"

Chen Meifeng revealed her true colors, "Hmph, what do you mean by 'collecting folk songs'? You're just a pair of scoundrels. Since you're not bad looking, you can stay and be my daughter-in-law."

Chen Meifeng went up, certain that Jiang Si wouldn't escape either.

Although Jiang Si's reaction was too calm, she was still in the village; where could she possibly escape to?

Chen Meifeng wasn't afraid at all; she stepped forward and grabbed Jiang Si's arm.

Jiang Si followed obediently.

As she walked down, Jiang Si looked at the people around her. Some of them looked jealous, while others avoided her gaze.

Jiang Si looked up at the sky.

Heaven's justice is clear, yet it hasn't reached this place.

Chen Meifeng's home is at the end of the village, a messy little courtyard with two tiled houses.

In the courtyard, Tian Cang threw his cigarette on the ground and stomped on it a few times. "Mom, you're too slow."

He rushed forward eagerly, wanting to take Jiang Si to the room, but Jiang Si dodged him.

Seeing people move away, Chen Meifeng cursed loudly, "You think you can escape from here? Let me tell you, no way!"

A cold glint flashed in Jiang Si's eyes as she silently recited that murder is against the law.

When Chen Meifeng and her son lunged at her fiercely, Jiang Si used the momentum to push them both to the ground. The force was so great that they crashed into the wall.

The mother and son wailed in anguish.

Jiang Si opened the gate to the courtyard. Outside were two furtive men. Seeing that Jiang Si wanted to escape, they exchanged a glance and tacitly blocked her way.

At the same time, several other households also came out, forming a kind of encirclement, seemingly trying to stop Jiang Si from leaving.

"What, in broad daylight, are you trying to traffic women?"

"You've already stepped into someone else's house, and you still want to run away?"

Several villagers were eyeing them menacingly, and they also grabbed hoes and other tools.

"So many people have gone missing from your village, and you still don't reflect on your actions, allowing this evil to continue from generation to generation?" Jiang Si suddenly felt a pang of sorrow. "It is precisely yourselves that have led your village to its doom."

Jiang's words made the villagers feel uneasy.

What do you mean by "so many people are missing"? There were clearly only two people.

"What are you saying?" an old man who looked to be in his sixties or seventies shouted. "Don't listen to her nonsense, grab her right now."

"Otherwise, no one will be able to find a wife!"

These words must have struck a nerve, because these people stopped at the stage of besieging her and stepped forward to try to restrain Jiang Si and force her to submit.

Their thinking was simple: if they didn't help this time, no one would help them next time.

If you can't have children to carry on the family line, you'll have no face to face your ancestors after you die!

Jiang Si dodged with uncanny agility, leaping to another location in a few quick bounds.

She reached out and tossed out a talisman. After the talisman burned in the air, the ashes seemed to be carried by the wind and smoothly sent out of the village.

"I have temporarily shielded you from the secrets of heaven. Settle your grievances and take revenge."

After he finished speaking, a sudden gale swept through the village, uprooting trees and making it difficult for people to stand or even open their eyes.

Only Jiang Si stood calmly in the raging wind, completely still.

This scene is just like that of the Night Rakshasa.

However, before the villagers could even express their surprise, they were terrified by an even more horrifying scene.

Before them hung a dozen or so women dressed in red with disheveled hair, their heads raised at the same time. The wind blew their hair across their faces, revealing faces paler than snow, their eyes as black as ink, flashing with a chilling light.

"Just don't kill them." Jiang Si smiled. "What follows is your feast."

Dark clouds obscured the sun in the sky, and screams filled the air.

"Ahhhhh, my son!" Chen Meifeng screamed, "Get away from me!"

No matter how hard she pounded on it, the female ghost who had tortured Tiancang with a knife remained unaffected. She turned around and said, "Don't worry, it'll be your turn soon."

Tian Cang was powerless to resist, and soon a pool of blood flowed beneath him, staining a small part of the courtyard red.

His screams were comparable to those of a pig being slaughtered.

"No!" The knife didn't cut Chen Meifeng, but she screamed even more pitifully, "No, no, let go, let go!"

Unfortunately, it was all too late.

Tiancang's manhood was cut off alive, and he fainted from the pain.

Chen Meifeng is going crazy! It's her only son!

I'm going to kill you!

Fu Rong chuckled softly, her eyes turning somewhat bloodshot. In a way, Tian Cang was her grandson.

Why should such terrible genes be passed down?

Even though Chen Meifeng was a robust peasant woman weighing nearly 200 pounds, she was helpless against Fu Rong.

Her hand could only pass through Fu Rong's body.

But the next second, she saw that her fist had actually hit her son. Tian Cang was already seriously stabbed, and now he was hit by Chen Meifeng's heavy punch, and he spat out a mouthful of blood!

He's one step closer to becoming disabled.

"Ahhh!" Chen Meifeng screamed in despair, completely losing her mind.

The situation outside the door was similar.

That afternoon, screams of agony echoed through Jiling Village, making it feel like a living hell.

Li Jianshan climbed up from below and, upon seeing this scene, almost vomited up his dinner from the previous night.

Wailing cries filled the air, and blood stained half the road red.

For the first time, Li Jianshan gained a concrete understanding of Jiang Si's status as a top-tier celestial master and her terrifying strength.

If Jiang Si really intends to kill, no one can persuade her otherwise.

"What, are you going to have a change of heart and beg for their lives?" Jiang Si asked him coldly. "Don't even think about it. You were just pushed off a cliff by them. If it weren't for me, you would be dead."

Jiang Si had anticipated Chen Meifeng's intentions, and she even tacitly approved of this behavior.

She just wanted to see how far the evil in human nature could go.

Unfortunately, the result was just as she expected.