Jiang Ling rolled her eyes at Wang Tieshuan and said in a nonchalant tone, "Why are you talking so much nonsense! Let's go!"
Although Wang Tieshuan was driven by lust, he remained highly vigilant. He grabbed a woman's arm, shoved her hard, and yelled, "You followed her! And you! And you!"
Several women and children surrounded Wang Tiezhu, giving him maximum safety. Jiang Ling glanced at Wang Tiezhu in the crowd and began to think of a plan.
Before long, they arrived at Jiang Ling's door. Jiang Ling looked at the women surrounding him and said to Wang Tieshuan, "Why are you afraid to come out when you're surrounded by women? This is my home, why don't you come in?"
Although Wang Tieshuan had some reservations, seeing Jiang Ling push open her front door and walk in confidently, his heart became even more restless.
He thought for a moment, then pushed aside the women and children around him, grabbed a large, gleaming knife, and charged inside.
"you……"
Before Wang Tieshuan could finish speaking, he felt as if he had been pricked by needles all over his body, and then everything went black as he fell heavily to the ground.
Jiang Ling stared expressionlessly at Wang Tieshuan, who had fallen to the ground, the ring on her hand still emitting a faint blue light.
"Boss!!" The underlings saw Wang Tieshuan fall to the ground from the doorway and rushed into Jiang Ling's house to find out what was going on.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he stepped into Jiang Ling's house, he felt a sharp pain in his feet, as if pricked by needles, and he fell to the ground uncontrollably.
The crackling sound of electric sparks was clearly audible in the quiet night, and blue electrical currents could be seen emanating from the ground from time to time.
Seeing this, the underlings thought they had encountered a ghost and all scrambled toward the door.
Strangely enough, these people couldn't move at all and could only silently endure the needle-like pain.
The torchlight illuminated Jiang Ling's house, and almost everyone in the village gathered at the door of her home.
The village chief rushed in, looking extremely anxious.
To everyone's surprise, the troublemakers were now firmly trapped by Jiang Ling and Jiang Yaojie, their mouths stuffed with dirty rags.
"This..." The village chief asked in surprise, pointing to the group of people who were tied up.
"A ghost! A ghost! A ghost!" The woman who had been protecting Wang Tieshuan screamed and fainted, her eyes rolling back in her head.
The other women seemed to have realized something as well, and they also started screaming on the spot.
The village chief was even more bewildered by the call; his already deeply lined face now contorted in pain.
He came to Jiang Ling's side and whispered, "Are you alright? What happened?"
Jiang Ling looked at the sky and suddenly knelt down in front of the village chief, shouting, "The White-Haired Goddess has appeared! The White-Haired Goddess has saved us!"
Upon seeing this, the village chief immediately knelt down, and seeing the village chief kneel down, the others also knelt down sparsely on the ground.
They shouted several times, imitating Jiang Ling. Seeing that things were almost done, Jiang Ling whispered to the village chief, "My maternal grandmother's family knows a secret skill. If you find an acupoint and press it hard, the person will faint! But this cannot be passed on, so I can only use the White-Haired Goddess as an excuse!"
The village chief knew that the "White-Haired Goddess" was a mythical figure, so he simply nodded and said nothing more.
When everyone saw Jiang Ling get up, they quickly stood up as well.
"Come on, lock these people in our pigsty! We'll bring them to the adults tomorrow so they can decide what to do with them!" Jiang Ling instructed the group.
The group nodded and dumped the five unconscious men into the stinking pigsty, then tied them up tightly!
"Female Bodhisattva, female Bodhisattva, can you save us?" One of the women, pale and thin, suddenly grabbed Jiang Ling's trouser leg and pleaded desperately.
By the light of the torch, Jiang Ling looked at the woman in front of her. She was so thin that she looked like she could be blown away by a gust of wind, and her face was frighteningly yellow, clearly due to long-term malnutrition.
However, the woman's belly was slightly protruding, and Jiang Ling's gaze made the woman tremble with fear.
"Goddess, I beg you!"
"I kowtow to you, Your Majesty!"
"Female Bodhisattva, we..."
The women who had come to their senses suddenly started kowtowing to Jiang Ling like madwomen, muttering incessantly.
Jiang Ling looked at the women kneeling on the ground. Their eyes were filled with despair, and they looked disheveled, like unwanted dolls thrown in a trash can.
"Get up first. This is Lujia Village. Those men can no longer pose any threat to you. Take your time and speak slowly, one by one!" Jiang Ling said, unable to bear it any longer.
Jiang Ling's words were like a rip open in the sky, and the women kowtowed heavily several more times, one of them even kowtowing so hard that blood began to seep from her forehead.
Jiang Ling had never witnessed such a horrific scene. She gestured to the women around her to help them up, then moved a few chairs out of the room and said to them, "Sit down and talk slowly!"
The women exchanged glances before cautiously sitting down in the chairs, their eyes darting nervously around the men, as if they had something difficult to say.
Jiang Ling glanced at the crowd and said to the village chief, "These women look like they can't even kill a chicken. You should all go back for now. They probably have something to say to me!"
The village chief was uneasy and wanted to refuse, but Jiang Ling shook her head and reassured him again, "Don't worry, village chief, I can protect myself!"
Seeing Jiang Ling's expression, the village chief sighed helplessly, waved his hand, and led everyone away.
The once noisy night was now once again ruled by tranquility, and Jiang Ling quietly put all the other rings from her pocket onto her hand.
"Alright, they're all gone. Now, if you have anything to say to me, say it to me," Jiang Ling said, looking at the woman whose belly was slightly protruding.
The woman touched her lower abdomen and said with an almost desperate look in her eyes, "My name is Yue'er, and I am a villager from Lihua Village. Our Lihua Village is far away from your Lujia Village. This year, there was a flood, and we had no choice but to rescue the refugees!"
"I never expected this year's floods to be so severe. Most of the villages near us have been washed away. The water not only swept away my family, but also our food!"
"Later, when we were fleeing, we met... we met..." As she spoke, Yue'er trembled all over, her eyes filled with terror.
That man's name seemed to be a nightmare for the women before them; their faces were all frighteningly pale.
Jiang Ling gently patted Yue'er's shoulder, went back inside, took out a teapot, poured a cup of water for each of them, and comforted them, "If you don't want to talk about it, that's fine. At least this place is safe for you!"
Yue'er must have been thirsty for a long time. She gulped down the water in her teacup, bit her lip, hesitated for a long time, and said with tears in her eyes, "Tell me! I'll tell you everything!"
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