At this time, Xiulian still held on to hope, but Zheng the butcher did not intend to let her go. Instead, he locked her up at home and tortured her every day. By chance, she saw the figure she had been thinking about day and night through the small window.
The peddler was holding a red embroidered handkerchief and was flirting with a young woman. The woman's face turned red with laughter, but there was no displeasure in her eyes.
At this moment, Xiulian's hopes were completely shattered.
The drunk butcher Zheng came again. Just as he was tormenting her, Xiulian, like a dead body, suddenly picked up the scissors hidden under her pillow and stabbed his eyes. But how could she, a woman, compare to a butcher who slaughtered pigs and cattle all year round?
Zheng the Butcher had one eye disabled, but he was even more brutal. He grabbed anything nearby that could be used to hit the bitch, and only stopped when Xiulian's face was smashed and she died.
The subsequent handling was very simple. Xiulian's mother and father came after hearing the news and pretended to make a fuss. Zheng the butcher gave them a few dollars, and they left satisfied, without even taking Xiulian's body.
Zheng the Butcher, who was blind in one eye, wrapped Xiulian in a tattered mat and threw it into the mass grave in disgust.
It was at this time that the female ghost Xiu Lian was born.
But she didn't dare to seek revenge, because Zheng the Butcher was filled with too much evil spirit, and she couldn't get close to him at all. So she became a wandering spirit, hiding in the wild, trying to kill some passers-by to quell her resentment.
But before he could do anything, he met Fang Zhiyi.
Fang Zhiyi had already known her story through Xiao Hei, and also knew that she would die at the hands of her father-in-law in the future.
"I'm not saying anything bad about you." Fang Zhiyi put his hands on his hips, "Your only enemy is Zheng the Butcher?"
Xiulian was a little stunned: "Isn't it?"
"Where's the peddler?" Fang Zhiyi poked her forehead. "Where's your smoke-smoking father and your wifeless mother?"
Looking at Xiulian's innocent face, Fang Zhiyi rolled his eyes: "I'm telling you, listen to me, great hatred can be avenged, and we fight for justice and revenge."
Xiulian wanted to say something, but after glancing at Fang Zhiyi's hands, she lowered her head again.
Xiao Hei suddenly called Fang Zhiyi: "Su Su Su, number two has appeared."
Fang Zhiyi didn't care about anything else, he just grabbed Xiulian and went away with him.
There is a wide river channel outside Xiaowangzhuang, and all the nearby small rivers converge here. Building a bridge is a very difficult task, so people need to take a boat to enter and exit Xiaowangzhuang. Over time, the profession of ferryman came into being.
But it is midnight now.
The man in leather shoes, dressed like a foreigner, was sitting on the ferry. "Great! I thought we'd have to wait until daybreak for someone to show up. Ferryman, I'll give you some extra money later."
The man rowing the oars didn't answer, but just kept repeating the mechanical movements.
"Why are you still on the boat so late at night?" the fake foreigner asked, then suddenly realized, "It must be Old Master Wang's order, right? Don't you know, Old Master Wang from your Xiaowangzhuang is my uncle! Hahahaha."
The man who had been shaking the oar paused, his upper and lower teeth rubbing against each other, making an unpleasant sound.
"Why is it not moving?" The fake foreigner noticed that the raft was not moving, but when he grabbed the oil lamp next to him and shone it forward, he saw a soaked man standing there with a pale face. He didn't look like a living person at all!
"You, you...what do you want to do? I have no money!" The fake foreigner was scared to death.
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