Quick Wear: I and the Female Match Share the Battle Shirt

Chapter 208 Infinite Flow Female Supporting Character (24)

"That's easy to say, how can I send it?"

Lin Yan felt that Lu Changqing was talking nonsense. The ghost was completely immune to the player's damage, which meant that when the ghost faced the player, she could do whatever she wanted.

In the face of absolute strength, the voice of the weak is futile. Will an elephant listen to the principles of an ant?

"Just because you can't do it doesn't mean others can't do it either." Lu Changqing said and ignored him.

Time passed by minute by minute. Xin Yi looked towards the gate of the ancestral hall and said in confusion, "How strange! It's already half past eight. Why hasn't Anping come yet?"

The middle-aged man asked, "Did you go back because you saw the door was closed?"

"That shouldn't be the case. You should at least go closer and try pushing the door, but I didn't hear any knocking."

"Could he have been killed by Liu Xiangmei's ghost? Even a tiger won't eat its own cubs. If that's the case, it's too crazy."

The middle-aged man began to get scared. If someone could even do this to his own child, how crazy must he be? When it was the turn of the players, wouldn't they be torn to pieces alive?

Just as a few people were guessing, a shrill scream was heard in the village, followed by another one, mixed with a man's loud curses.

The middle-aged man stood on tiptoe and stretched his head to try to see what was happening outside over the wall of the ancestral hall.

"What's going on in the village?"

Lu Changqing said: "What else can it be? It must be revenge seekers coming to our door."

Cries for help, screams and curses were heard everywhere. The village was in chaos, with ghosts crying and wolves howling.

Xin Yi looked at the sky. The blue sky, which was cloudless and sunny just now, had now become covered with dark clouds, as if a heavy rain was about to come.

The wind was blowing hard, and the trees outside the ancestral hall were swaying left and right, making creaking sounds. The wind was howling, like a group of ferocious beasts roaring, making people feel an inexplicable fear and uneasiness.

"Bang, bang, bang...crash--" It was the sound of tiles falling from the roof.

Xin Yi turned her head and found that Lin Yan had already lit incense and candles in the ancestral hall.

The screams and cries were getting closer and closer to the ancestral hall, and a series of chaotic footsteps were heard outside the hall.

There was a knock on the gate and a man's angry voice was heard outside.

"Why is the door closed?"

"It must have been those outsiders who did it! I ran into that woman when I came back just now. She was heading towards the ancestral hall."

"Open the door! Open the door quickly! @￥..."

The man outside was shouting and cursing loudly. Seeing that Lu Changqing and the others did not respond at all, someone directly climbed over the wall into the courtyard, opened the door and let everyone in.

Lu Changqing stood at the front holding an axe and roughly counted the number of people, twenty-three, of which only four were women.

Because of their big bellies, the four women fell behind the team. The leader was Li Wen, who supported the village chief and rushed forward, almost bumping into Lu Changqing's axe.

"Are you blind? Didn't you see a ghost chasing us? What are you standing here for?"

If it were usual, Lu Changqing would have slapped him in the face, but when she saw Li Wen's face full of pus-filled sores oozing yellow and white fluid, she couldn't bring herself to do it.

So she raised the axe and smashed it on the other person's head.

The incident happened so quickly that by the time everyone reacted, Li Wen's blood had already splattered on everyone's faces.

Li Wen fell to the ground twitching, blood flowing out of the wound on his head. Lu Changqing was still careful in his attack, and the other party would not die for a while.

Lu Changqing spat at Li Wen, "Hanging a gourd in front of the door, do you really think you are the boss?"

The village chief glanced at the familiar axe in Lu Changqing's hand and said sternly, "You...you, what are you doing?"

"Amitabha." Lu Changqing performed a Buddhist ceremony. "I'll help him physically transcend for free to relieve the pain of his illness. Do you want some, old man?"

The village chief's face flushed, "What did you call me?"

Lu Changqing raised his head in disdain, "Don't get excited anymore, look at your face full of pus, it's disgusting."

The village chief was so angry that he pointed at Lu Changqing, shaking like he had Parkinson's disease, and kept calling "you you you" for a long time but nothing came out of his mouth.

"Calling you old is being polite. If you hadn't tricked the villagers into killing Liu Xiangmei's family, would she have come back to seek revenge on you?"

A man collapsed and yelled, "But that female ghost is not Liu Xiangmei! When she killed my father, I saw her face, and that was not Liu Xiangmei!"

"Liu Xiangmei wasn't the only one who died in her family. If it wasn't her, then it must have been someone else."

The village chief was incredulous. "How could it be? She is the only woman in the Liu family, so she is the only one who died!"

Lu Changqing said coldly: "Wang Anping is actually a little girl. Because your village has always had the tradition of killing female babies, after Liu Xiangmei gave birth to her, she discussed with Wang Erzhu to raise her as a boy."

"How is this possible! Even if this is true, isn't the child still alive? I saw her yesterday." The man said in horror, "And she is a child, while the female ghost just now was clearly an adult!"

“She was forced to do this by you. You bullied her mother and her like that. She wanted to grow up quickly and take her mother away from this village, but you didn’t give her the chance.

She and her mother died on the same day. You tortured her mother to death in Liu's house, and she was beaten to death by Li Dayong outside.

After death, she will naturally transform into the person she wants to be the most. If you hadn't bullied her and her daughter like that, she might not have such a strong grudge. What is this called? This is called self-inflicted trouble! This is called retribution!"

When these words were spoken, not only the villagers were shocked, but even Xin Yi and the others were shocked.

It can appear during the day and cast a shadow on the ground. You say it is a ghost? Are you kidding me?

Lu Changqing looked at the frightened villagers and said, "I know you all want to live, but we can't hide in the ancestral hall forever. How long can we survive without food or water? Don't you think so?"

The villagers looked at each other, and someone asked, "Do you have any ideas?"

"Of course there is. Let's think about who is the culprit of this incident. If the village chief hadn't proposed the method of drinking amniotic fluid to make women pregnant, would Wang Erzhu have died? Would Liu Xiangmei have died? Would Wang Anping have died? So all this is the village chief's fault.

As the saying goes, every wrong has its perpetrator, let's hand over the village chief to let Wang Anping vent her anger, maybe after she calms down her inner resentment, she will be willing to be reincarnated without any worries. "

The villagers felt that what Lu Changqing said made sense, and began to whisper and discuss the feasibility of this method.

Seeing that everyone was being led by Lu Changqing's words, the village chief trembled with fear, his face turned pale, and he said in a trembling voice: "Although this idea was mine, don't forget that you all bullied the mother and daughter in the past. Do you think Wang Anping will let you go?"

Everyone reacted and felt that what the village chief said was right. How could Wang Anping let them go when they bullied Liu Xiangmei like that?

Seeing that the villagers were persuaded by the village chief with just a few words, Lu Changqing quickly helped to shift the blame, vowing to clear the villagers' names.

"The idea came from the village chief. He is the village chief and you are just villagers. He is used to bullying the village. If you don't listen to him, you will be ostracized like Liu Xiangmei's family. So you had no choice but to do it. You were coerced by the village chief. How can you be blamed?"

Seeing the villagers' reactions, Lu Changqing knew that his words had worked, so he continued, "Think about it, she clearly has the ability to kill you directly, but why did she use a curse to make you pregnant or fester all over your body? Is she just trying to torture you? I think she wants to give you a chance to actively admit your mistakes and make a new start.

When Wang Anping comes, you kneel on the ground and apologize, actively admit your mistakes, and I believe she will forgive you."

"You're talking nonsense!" The village chief was so angry that he yelled, "She's just talking nonsense but she has bad intentions. Don't be fooled by this woman."

Lu Changqing turned the tables and said, "I think you are the one with bad intentions. You are the one who caused this trouble in the first place, and now you are going to die and you want to drag the whole village to be buried with you."

Lu Changqing pointed to the ancestral hall and said, "This place is my territory now, and I have the final say on everything. Those who agree to throw the village chief out can go in and hide, and those who disagree can stay here with him."

A man jumped up and cursed: "That's our village's ancestral hall. Why do you, an outsider, have the final say?"

"With the axe in my hand, do you want to have a try?"

The man rolled up his sleeves, revealing the abscess on his arm, and cursed at Lu Changqing: "You bastard, you are spreading rumors and misleading people. Don't think that I am afraid of you. Come with me, brothers. I don't believe that a group of old men like us can't beat this bastard!"

As soon as the man finished speaking, a few fearless men rushed out from the crowd.

Lu Changqing didn't show them any mercy and attacked them without mercy, hitting them one by one with his axe, aiming at their heads, leaving brains and blood splattered everywhere.

Lu Changqing lifted up his shirt and wiped the blood off his face, then glanced at the villagers who were cowering in fear and dared not even fart, and asked, "If anyone else is dissatisfied, please stand up, otherwise you won't be able to have an easy time if I catch you in the ancestral hall."

The woman standing at the end raised her hand and said in a trembling voice, "I, I, I will listen to you."

Lu Changqing waved his hand towards the woman and said, "You can go in."

With this woman taking the lead, the rest of the villagers followed suit, hunching their necks, burying their heads, and tiptoeing into the ancestral hall.

The village chief was so frightened that he collapsed on the ground and hasn't come to his senses yet.

Lu Changqing respected the old and loved the young, and kindly reminded him, "This Li Wen is still alive. If you are scared, you can hug him, so that you won't be lonely when you set off."

The village chief looked up at Lu Changqing in a daze, then suddenly stood up from the ground with shaking legs, and pounced towards Lu Changqing with a ferocious face, "I will kill you!"

Lu Changqing kicked the man away, turned around and walked into the ancestral hall with an axe in his hand, and then asked Xin Yi to close the wooden door of the ancestral hall.

The incandescent lamp above the ancestral hall was still on, and the crowd in the hall was now divided into two groups, with a river of Chu and Han separating them: on one side were the villagers, and on the other side were the task takers.

Xin Yi knew that Lu Changqing would not be so kind as to take in these villagers, but she didn't know what he was up to.

"What exactly do you want to do?" Xin Yi walked to Lu Changqing and asked in a low voice.

Lu Changqing said righteously: "Eliminate harm for the people and uphold justice!"

"Don't you wish all the villagers would die? Why did you let these people in?"

Lu Changqing winked at Xin Yi and said, "You'll know in a moment."

The village chief knocked on the door for a long time, shouting and cursing. Finally, seeing that the people inside had no response, he swore and cursed everyone, then limped out of the ancestral hall, enduring the severe pain from the friction between the abscesses on his body and his clothes.

Hearing that the person had left, Lu Changqing opened the door of the ancestral hall to let the smell dissipate.

These villagers stink so much, it's fishy and smelly, the word "stinky" is not enough to describe the smell on them.

At noon, Wang Anping finally showed up.

This was the first time that Xin Yi and her friends saw Wang Anping’s ghost with their own eyes.

Long black hair, a blue-gray face, a gray cloth stained with blood, and blue pants that were washed out and had frayed edges.

The village chief was dragged all the way from the brick kiln screaming. His trouser legs had been worn out, revealing his bloody thighs.

The village chief still remembers the scene he saw when he first hid in the brick kiln. At the bottom of the pit filled with bones, he saw two corpses, one large and one small, that had begun to rot. He was so scared that he crawled out and tried to escape the village over the mountains and hills.

As a result, after running around the mountain for a long time, it was like being trapped in a ghost wall, and I kept circling around the brick kiln until Wang Anping's ghost appeared.

"Please let me go! Please!" The village chief begged desperately with his dying breath.

Wang Anping stood in the courtyard of the ancestral hall, looked at Lu Changqing and the others standing at the door, and laughed sinisterly, "None of you can escape."

After saying that, he grabbed the village chief's arm, stuffed it into his mouth, and started chewing it with a crunching sound.

The village chief screamed heart-wrenchingly and begged for mercy in fear.

Wang Anping opened his mouth expressionlessly, and like the Slit-Mouth Woman, his mouth was split all the way behind his ears, revealing a mouthful of sharp teeth, and he swallowed the village chief's entire arm in one bite.

Blood splattered everywhere, and the crunching sound of bones scared several villagers with poor mental qualities to faint.

The village chief rolled on the ground in pain, begging Wang Anping to kill him.

But Wang Anping seemed to be torturing him on purpose. He bit the village chief's arms and thighs and refused to give him a quick death. In the end, the village chief died in pain from excessive blood loss.

Lu Changqing watched Wang Anping's series of actions from the door frame. If it were her, she would also torture people to death slowly in this way.

She could not feel any sympathy for these villagers. The story started again. If possible, Lu Changqing would try to educate them before they had the chance to do evil. If not, then she would let the police educate them. However, everything had already happened before she came here, and she could not change it.

If they had not indulged themselves so much and ignored morality and humanity, how could what is happening now have happened?

There is an old saying that goes, "You pay for what you have done." If you have done something bad, you deserve the retaliation.