Suppressing her anger and fear, she took out the alcohol and placed it in an inconspicuous corner, ensuring it would surround the area in the moment of shattering.
Looking closely at the ladder at the cellar entrance, she took out a kitchen knife and chopped the middle section in half. Then she heard footsteps outside and quickly lay back down! But she didn't hear the sound of the ladder breaking.
The man stood beside Qin Qing, his aged voice carrying a mixture of pity and irony.
"Amitabha Buddha, such is the state of the world, this is all I can do. Rest assured, I will definitely chant sutras for you after your death!"
Was that the old monk from the daytime? No wonder, he's quite thin; there's no way he could have broken the ladder!
Qin Qing felt utterly disgusted. These people were truly perverted. What did he mean by "the world is like this"? A monk doing such a thing and acting as if it were perfectly justified? Forced into it? He should have used that energy to leave this place sooner; there's no drought in the south!
Chanting sutras for salvation? He wouldn't say that to every innocent person, would he? Ha! What good would a ritual for a deranged murderer do? Disgusting Buddha!
The old monk seemed to want to say something more, but then the burly monk dragged three children down from the ground, muttering about how to dismember the body!
Qin Qing's plan failed, and he realized he was in deep trouble! This was it; how could they possibly defeat a burly man and an old man? In a panic…
"Kaz!" The ladder broke!
"Thump! Ouch!" The burly monk screamed as he fell to the ground.
The old monk turned his head upon hearing the sound and frowned upon seeing it.
"I told you the ladder was old and in need of repair, and I should replace it with a new one, but you wouldn't listen. Now look what's happened!"
The burly monk stood up, snorted coldly, and threw the three children beside her!
"I'm so busy every day, can't you just go and change it yourself? Get out of here, you old geezer!"
The old monk remained silent, seemingly used to his constant swearing, and turned to leave.
The burly monk couldn't help but sneer!
"What are you pretending for? You're still excited when you're eating meat..."
Immediately, the burly monk climbed up as well, and Qin Qing opened her eyes.
"Are you all alright? You can't stay here any longer. You need to leave first and wait for us behind the big tree outside the temple! Bai Lianhua, stay here. She's unconscious; you can't take her with you!"
In the original storyline, the decisive and ruthless female lead was a burden in her eyes! A beautiful but brainless burden at that!
Xiao Muyang hesitated for a moment after hearing this, but he knew that he and his sister would be a burden if they stayed, so he gritted his teeth and said.
"Grandma, you must be careful!"
After climbing the ladder, Qin Qing suddenly remembered something and tugged at Xiao Muyang.
"Do you know your sister's room? There's a thin rope under the door. Pull it and the door will open. Take her with you."
Watching her two grandsons leave, Qin Qing dragged Bai Lianhua up to the cellar, placed her in the snowdrift beside the cellar, covered her with withered leaves, and turned back into the cellar.
Fortunately, it was dark inside, and it was nighttime, so it wasn't very real. She took out a doll from her spatial storage and placed it beside her, which was enough to fool people into thinking it was real.
Time ticked by, and the burly monk still hadn't brought Zhang He back. She started to panic. Suddenly, she remembered the way the burly monk had looked at Zhang He earlier. Her eyes widened. Damn it! How could she have forgotten that!
She quickly got up, retrieved the doll, and climbed up, running frantically. She kept praying that the pervert hadn't harmed Zhang He yet, otherwise how could she face her conscience?
Seeing the closed gate of the dining hall in the distance, Qin Qing rushed over. What she saw made her eyes widen in fury and her anger surged!
Zhang He stared in terror at the burly monk, making muffled noises as his hands were tied to a pillar, watching the man approach step by step.
"You stinky woman, why didn't you faint? Could it be... you didn't eat? Well, that's fine, lying around like a corpse is so boring, it's worth it to have some comfort before you die, right? Haha!"
The monk's shameless and insane gaze terrified Zhang He so much that she burst into tears. The rag in her mouth made it impossible for her to even bite her tongue and commit suicide!
Qin Qing clenched her fists tightly, forcing herself to calm down. Then, she quietly pushed open the door, and the scalpel reappeared, its cold sharpness sending chills down one's spine!
The burly monk was unaware of anyone approaching until Zhang He saw her figure. His eyes widened, and his surprise and delight were evident.
At the same time, the light reflected from the blade flashed by. The burly monk seemed to realize something and turned around abruptly. He saw the old woman, who had clearly fainted, staring at him coldly, her murderous aura palpable!
Qin Qing didn't expect the man to suddenly turn his head. He subconsciously swung the knife, and the burly monk quickly reached out to block it. The sharp blade cut a long, bloody gash on his arm.
Blood spurted out, and the burly monk screamed as he forcefully slammed into Qin Qing, sending him flying!
"bump!"
The immense force sent her flying, smashing the wooden table to pieces. Pain instantly spread throughout her body; she felt as if her internal organs had shifted. But the danger was far from over!
The burly monk was utterly shocked!
"Old woman, you...you didn't eat the wild vegetables with corpse oil?"
Qin Qing ignored him, enduring the pain as she slowly got up, looking at the pale-faced, burly monk! Without a word, she took out a kitchen knife from her spatial storage! and pounced on him.
But the burly monk was too strong. He glared at Qin Qing and kicked her away again, causing her to almost faint from the pain. The kitchen knife in her hand fell to the ground. The burly monk picked it up, his arm bleeding, and approached her with a fierce expression, seemingly intending to kill her on the spot.
Qin Qing panicked, but the pain in her body prevented her from moving, and she could only watch helplessly as death approached her...
Her blood was trembling, her heartbeat seemed to stop, and the next second a sharp kitchen knife was raised high. At that moment, she closed her eyes in despair. Perhaps, she could go home now!
"puff!"
A metal knife slashed directly into the burly monk's shoulder, blood spurting out instantly. The monk let out a scream, "Ah!" and collapsed to the ground!
Qin Qing opened his eyes upon hearing the sound, only to see the little monk's terrified face, while the knife on the burly monk's shoulder was clearly his doing.
She was stunned for a moment, then realized she had escaped death. She instantly relaxed, and her smile grew even brighter. Thank goodness! She didn't die!
Just then, a furious roar came from the doorway!
"Bikong! What are you doing?"
It turned out that the old monk had heard the noise and rushed over. He saw everything, and the young monk turned his head, his already panicked heart becoming even more frightened. He quickly covered his head, shook it frantically, and made whimpering sounds.
Seeing this, Qin Qing knew that if she didn't try harder, she would really die. She struggled to get up, enduring the excruciating pain all over her body, the metallic taste in her mouth making her feel extremely nauseous...
She untied Zhang He's ropes and collapsed into a chair. Zhang He looked at her nervously, his eyes filled with worry and self-reproach.
She's so useless! For so long, she's relied on her mother to protect her, to provide her with food and drink, and she's always just afraid when faced with difficulties.
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