Chapter 143 Zhaojia Village
The female ghost was so frightened by her that she couldn't stop shaking.
Suddenly, a red light flew out from the feathery honeysuckle, and in an instant the female ghost appeared under the eaves.
The sun was shining brightly at the moment, so she had to try her best to keep her soul in the shade.
Seeing that they were still holding the lightning-inducing talismans in their hands, her already weak soul began to tremble in fear, fearing that they would continue to use the talismans against her.
"What grudge do you have against this village? You've turned it into a ghost town, and even the villagers far away in town are affected!"
Everyone noticed that Taoist Master Jieyun and Qing Yanrou were silent, and they knew that they were to come by themselves.
Seeing that they were all silent and he was the oldest except Taoist Master Li Yun, Yuan Mu asked the female ghost in a deep voice.
He didn't have any lightning talisman in his hand, and the female ghost was not afraid of him at all, but Qing Yanrou and the others were watching her, so she could only answer him reluctantly.
"This Taoist priest's cultivation is not enough. Can't he see that I was killed by the people of Zhaojia Village? How can he have no grudges or hatred?"
Yuan Mu's face turned red and his neck became angry after being confronted by her, but he couldn't refute her. It was indeed his cultivation that was not good enough, so he had to hold his breath and stand aside without saying anything.
"The people who harmed you are the entire village?"
When the female ghost saw Han Dong come out to ask her, she shuddered and said with a lightning talisman in her hand:
"Yes, otherwise I wouldn't want the entire village to be buried with me. The people of Zhao Village are all demons, and demons must go to hell!"
After saying this, the ghost girl's face looked extremely ugly, and even blood began to seep from her facial features.
"Just come and see for yourself."
Finally, she used up all her ghost power to create an illusion, projecting the scenes that happened forty-five years ago in front of them like a movie.
Forty-five years ago, the female ghost was named Li Juan, and she was a salesperson in a supply and marketing cooperative.
She was knocked unconscious on her way home from get off work, and was then sold to this mountain village after several twists and turns.
"Brother, please let me go home! My parents are waiting for me to come back for dinner!"
Li Juan looked at the man in front of her with a face full of flesh and felt extremely frightened.
"Huh, go home? Now Zhaojia Village is your home, and I, Zhao Laosi, am your man!"
When Zhao Laosi heard that she was going home, a fierce light flashed in his eyes. He stepped forward and began to pull Li Juan's clothes with his hands.
"No, no, get out of here!"
Her clothes had been torn to pieces, revealing her fair body. Li Juan frantically scratched the man on top of her.
"Hiss—you stinky bitch, I think you don't want to live anymore!"
She scratched a bloody mark on Zhao Laosi's face, and he cried out in pain. Then there was a crisp "slap" sound, and Li Juan's head was tilted by him.
"Pa, pa, pa——" With the crisp sound of hands slapping her cheeks, Li Juan's face swelled up.
She felt her teeth being knocked into her mouth, mixed with blood, and was finally forced to be swallowed by Zhao Laosi.
No complete words could come out of his mouth, only sobbing and crying.
Then the sound of a wooden bed shaking was heard in the room.
The sound of "crunching" and the woman's painful whimpering were intertwined, and from then on Li Juan's life was completely rewritten.
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Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, it has been more than half a year since Li Juan was sold to Zhaojia Village.
But Zhao Laosi was always on guard against her. Even though she behaved very well and obediently later, her legs were still forced to wear shackles.
That day, Zhao Laosi was going to the town to purchase goods with several men from the village, leaving Li Juan at home.
Looking at the man who had walked away, her heart was beating like a drum, and then she searched through all the drawers in the room.
"Clatter, clatter." She found a bunch of keys from a box under the bed.
She cried with joy and began to frantically try to unlock the shackles on her feet with the key.
The more anxious I got, the harder it was to insert the key into the hole. "Huh, huh, huh, don't be nervous, don't be nervous!"
She kept comforting herself and calming her breathing until she felt calmer and then started trying one key at a time.
Fine beads of sweat continued to appear on his forehead, slowly condensing into beads of sweat, which dripped onto the shackles in large drops.
'Click' finally, finally it opened!
She threw the key aside, picked up the set of shackles, and threw them aside in anger as the chains made a rattling sound.
He took the shoes beside him, put them on, tied the laces tightly twice, stood up and leaned through the crack of the door to observe the situation outside.
It was noon and not the busy farming season, so there was no one outside. She took the opportunity to quietly open the door and walk out.
Everyone in the Xuanmen sect who was watching through the projection-like illusion was deeply worried about her, hoping that she could escape safely.
But this is impossible. If I had escaped, this wouldn't have happened today.
But despite knowing the consequences, they still clenched their hands involuntarily and watched Li Juan's actions intently.
After Li Juan sneaked out of Zhao Laosi's house, she walked towards the mountain. If she took the main road directly, she would pass through those people's houses. She was afraid of disturbing them and also afraid of suddenly meeting Zhao Laosi who had returned.
"Who is that and where are they going?"
Suddenly, a female voice sounded from the bottom of the slope. Li Juan turned her head stiffly and looked down. It was a woman wearing coarse cloth, holding a basin of water.
Li Juan knew her. She had seen her at a village gathering and knew that she was also a woman who had been trafficked here.
"It's the fourth brother's house. Where are you going?"
After the woman asked, her eyes involuntarily looked at her face.
Li Juan moved her feet nervously. She didn't dare to bet on human nature, so she lied and smiled stiffly:
"Hey, I'm planning to go to that hill to pick some wild fruits. Girl, do you want to come with me?"
"No, no, sister-in-law, go ahead. I still need to change the baby's diaper."
The woman's eyes moved around her feet, then she splashed the water in the basin and said with a smile.
"Okay then. I'll go first."
Li Juan turned her head and her smile disappeared instantly. Her face was already frozen from smiling, and now she could still feel the gazes staring at her from behind.
She suppressed the urge to run, raised her feet stiffly, and walked towards the slope she had just pointed to with a relaxed manner.
After the gaze from behind finally disappeared, she quickly quickened her pace.
The mountain road was difficult to walk on and she was not familiar with the way, so she could only walk in the direction of the main road.
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"Hurry, hurry, don't let that bitch get away. Once we catch her, I, Zhao Laosi, will treat you all to a drink!"
Suddenly, Zhao Laosi's rough voice came from not far behind her. Li Juan looked back in panic and found that he was less than a hundred meters away.
She ran forward desperately. She had to get out, she had to get out!
"We're all from the same tribe, so we're just being polite. Xiuying said that woman was heading in this direction. She's a woman, so she definitely can't get far..."
"Hey, there, over there!!!"
Suddenly the man's words were interrupted, and everyone looked in the direction he pointed.
Haha, that woman staggering and running in the woods is none other than Zhao Laosi’s wife!
"Brothers, catch up with her!"
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