Princess Xiangrui in Huanzhu

Hearing her father's words, Mo Ying breathed a sigh of relief, but was then overwhelmed by anxiety again.

She clenched her fists and said in a trembling voice, "Dad, everything I said is true. You must believe me!"

When she was excited, Mo Ying's eyes began to turn red and tears welled up in her eyes. Even her tone of voice unconsciously carried a hint of tears.

Seeing this, Mo Xinqiang quickly reached out and patted Mo Ying's shoulder to comfort her, saying earnestly: "Ying'er, Dad naturally believes you. But now that I think about it, was it for the same reason that you insisted on driving Wang Rui away back then?"

In an instant, Mo Xinqiang seemed to have suddenly become enlightened and understood many things instantly.

Recalling Mo Ying's series of abnormal behaviors three years ago and her extraordinary firm attitude at that time, all of this was too rare for Mo Ying, who had always been well-behaved and sensible. And at this moment, all the mysteries seemed to have clues to solve.

Mo Ying nodded firmly, and from that moment on, she seemed like a different person.

From the previous Buddhist mentality to the later efforts to find a way out.

In fact, most of the people in this village did not commit any heinous crimes themselves.

The village chief, Mo Xinqiang, can be considered a man of affection and righteousness. He welcomes poor people from all over the world, although he is sometimes not so fair because he protects his own people.

These people were forced to go up the mountain to seek help because they could not fill their stomachs due to the pressure of life.

However, everything in the world has two sides, and there are also some people with bad conduct in the village.

They idle away their time and do petty thefts, hoping to reap the rewards without putting in any effort.

The burly man who appeared before is a typical representative of them, and he is surrounded by a group of like-minded and cunning friends who act as his minions.

Despite this, since this big man has followed Mo Xinqiang for a long time, there is a deep friendship between the two.

So even though Mo Ying reminded Mo Xinqiang many times to be wary of this kind of people, Mo Xinqiang never took any substantive action because of their old friendship.

"Tell me in detail the content of your dream." Mo Xinqiang frowned and looked at Mo Ying seriously, as if he was thinking about something important.

He knew that this dream might hide crucial clues that were related to the life and death of many people, and he would not tolerate any negligence.

Mo Ying took a deep breath and nodded, indicating that she understood her father's feelings at the moment. After all, this was not just an ordinary dream, but a revelation that could change her destiny. It was undoubtedly a great encouragement for her to be valued and trusted by her father.

"I dreamed that when I was fifteen, a boy came to my side." Mo Ying opened her red lips and slowly told the unforgettable dream. Her eyes gradually drifted away, as if she had returned to that mysterious moment.

"Is it Wang Rui?" Mo Xin asked impatiently, with a hint of anxiety and nervousness in his voice.

"Yes, I am very sure." Mo Ying nodded vigorously, with a determined light in her eyes. She continued: "Many of the dreams I had in the past were very vague. Although the plots of the events were clear, the faces of the main characters were always hazy and vague.

However, this time was different... The first time I looked at him, the face of the man in my memory gradually became clear! It was Wang Rui! So, when I saw Wang Rui for the first time, I recognized him immediately. "

Speaking of this, Mo Ying couldn't help but tremble slightly. It was obvious that this memory had brought her a great shock.

This was a very mysterious thing, and if she hadn't been having the dream for ten years, she would have screamed on the spot.

That night, everything was quiet and the moonlight fell like water in front of the window, but the bright moonlight could not dilute her fear.

Mo Ying lay quietly on the bed with her eyes closed, but her thoughts had already drifted to another world - the dream that terrified her.

This time, the dream unfolded before her eyes like a high-definition picture scroll. Every detail was so clear that when she woke up from the dream, she still felt dazed, as if she couldn't tell whether it was an illusory dream or cruel reality.

And in that dream, Wang Rui's smug smiling face was deeply imprinted in her heart, making her shudder and feel extremely scared.

Therefore, no matter what the cost, Mo Ying was determined to drive Wang Rui out of the village.

She knew very well that if Wang Rui was allowed to continue staying in the village, unpredictable disasters might occur.

At this moment, Mo Xinqiang suddenly remembered Sun Dahe, who had caused Mo Ying to have a strong reaction.

Sun Dahe was the criminal who brought his followers down the mountain to commit crimes.

Originally, he just thought that Mo Ying's attitude towards Sun Dahe was a little too sensitive and exaggerated, but at this moment, he realized that things might not be that simple.

"What about Sun Dahe?" Mo Xinqiang couldn't help but ask.

Mo Ying took a deep breath, looked at Mo Xinqiang firmly, and slowly said: "In my dream, Sun Dahe is the culprit who caused our village to be wiped out!"

Her voice was low and powerful, and every word was like a heavy hammer striking Mo Xinqiang's heartstrings.

Mo Xinqiang widened his eyes and looked at Mo Ying in disbelief, a thin layer of sweat breaking out on his forehead.

His lips moved slightly, but he remained speechless.

Mo Ying went on, "The crimes committed by Sun Dahe aroused the wrath of the imperial court. The imperial court sent a large number of elite troops to encircle and suppress our village..." At this point, she paused, her eyes revealing endless pain and sadness.

"What happened next?" Mo Xinqiang was so nervous that he almost held his breath, eagerly waiting for Mo Ying to say the next words.

Mo Ying frowned tightly, and his voice became unusually heavy: "In the end, our entire village was wiped out, and no one survived." This sentence was like a bolt from the blue, and Mo Xinqiang stood there in a daze, with an indescribable grief and anger welling up in his heart.

"Even if it was Sun Dahe who committed the crime, what about the others? Their crimes do not deserve the death penalty." Mo Xinqiang could not accept such an outcome. He had protected everyone in the village for so many years and had long regarded them as family members.

"In my dream, we actually deserved to die." Mo Ying said bluntly.

Mo Xinqiang looked at Mo Ying helplessly, there was no need to be so honest.

"In my dream, people from our village often went down the mountain to burn, kill and loot."

"But we are different now." Mo Xinqiang retorted. They are not the same as in Mo Ying's dream.

"Yes, I thought it would be different from the dream, but I was wrong..."

"Because of Sun Dahe! He did the same thing as in my dream. This incident was the fuse."

Mo Xinqiang was silent.