This girl is a streetwalker in the demon world

"What is that?" An Ling was startled, but did not say anything. She just pulled out the Xiangzhu silently. She was now flying on the wind, and her invisibility spell had not yet worn off. Even a monster might not be able to find her. The most important thing now was not to alert the monster, otherwise if the monster ran away, it would be difficult to find it again.

Just as An Ling was about to go forward to see what kind of monster it was, there was movement at the door again.

The leading matchmaker seemed to have the highest status among the group. She led the red-robed people who were marching at the end of the wedding procession with their heads down, and sprinkled some unknown liquid at the door and windows of the hut. Then, everyone knelt down devoutly, put their hands together, and prayed in a low voice. An Ling couldn't hear what they were saying, but the low buzzing sound of their prayers was a headache.

She didn't expect to be attacked from two sides... She stared at the black hand under the wooden table, and floated back to the door to check the situation outside: the sedan bearers and the band of the wedding procession had left, and the torches inserted at the door were crackling, mixed with the prayers of the red-robed people. She sniffed hard at the unknown liquid spilled at the door, but was covered by the bloody smell in the house and could not smell anything.

Wait, where is the sedan chair and the bride inside?

An Ling is a skilled and courageous person. Ever since she figured out the Mayfly Sword, she has not been afraid of most battles in the world. What's more, there are only a few mortals outside who are engaged in evil worship. If she wants to fight her way out, it will not be a difficult task at all.

But now finding the bride and catching the monsters behind the scenes are the most important things, so she can only keep a low profile.

She pressed her eyes to the door and looked outside carefully again, but there was no sign of the sedan chair or the bride.

"It's all my fault. If I hadn't come to the hut to investigate first, but stayed outside watching them, maybe I could have rescued her right away..." An Ling felt a little regretful and was very worried about the unlucky girl, but the purpose of her trip was to eradicate the disaster. If the source of the monster was not completely solved, and she just saved a bride, the second, third or even more girls would suffer in the future. An Ling was not such an irresponsible person. Since she had encountered this matter, she would do her best to solve it perfectly.

In fact, An Ling didn't need to blame herself, because the wedding must be held in the hut, so the bride would definitely be brought in. She only needed to wait here and she could kill two birds with one stone.

An Ling hid behind the door, her eyes fixed on the black-haired arm that was still moving inside the house. Outside the door behind her, there was another group of strange people. They didn't know where all these words came from, and they kept muttering.

The black-haired arms just squirmed there, and its palms kept scratching the ground, leaving claw marks on the dust and straw-covered ground, as if it was a little annoyed.

An Ling was very curious about who the owner of this arm was. It seemed that it should be hiding underground. Did it crawl out of the hole every time it "got married"? Why did it know so accurately when someone was coming?

"God of the Mountain, the believers will offer this year's bride to fill the harem of the Goddess of the Mountain. Please bless the entire Panxi Village with peace and good weather."

Outside the house, everyone shouted in unison and prostrated themselves towards the hut, appearing very pious, but the words that came out of their mouths were horrifying.

"Sure enough, the villagers in this village are offering sacrifices to the obscene temple!" An Ling looked at the "Lord Mountain God" who was gradually crawling out of the cave and sneered, "Take such a monster as the mountain god, aren't you afraid that if you can't offer sacrifices once, this guy will just eat the whole village?"

The "mountain god" finally crawled out from under the table. It had a face very similar to that of a human, with gray lips turned outward, and its body was covered with black hair, like a gorilla. Its arms were so long that they almost reached the ground, and its heels grew in front. It was indeed a monster!

An Ling quickly reviewed the appearance of the monster in her mind, and combined with the blood all over the room and the strange wedding ceremony, she finally came to a conclusion - this monster was called "Mandrill"!

Mandrill is a man-eating monster with a very low IQ, similar to that of a wild beast, but it is extremely powerful and can tear tigers and leopards apart with its bare hands. It is extremely ferocious!

An Ling didn't know whether the priest outside would come in to check on the mandrill, so she let it go for the time being, cast the "Invisibility Spell" again, and continued to wait.

"Come in!" The girl's screams mixed with the villagers' angry curses. It was a mess. Obviously, those unscrupulous priests outside had brought the bride here!

The girl's hands were tied behind her back. Her hair and accessories, which had been carefully styled by her mother before she went out, were now as messy as weeds. Her hair hung down on both sides of her cheeks, making her look particularly pitiful.

Her name was Qin Lanzhi, and she was only fifteen years old. On a very ordinary day, she was held down by the entire village and put on this wedding dress. Even her mother, who loved her the most, dressed her up with tears in her eyes while she was tied up...

"Why! Why do you treat me like this!" She roared unwillingly. The anger in her eyes seemed to be about to erupt, flowing down her beautiful cheeks along with the hot tears. She leaned sideways with force, trying to bite the person who was controlling her with her teeth.

But how could a little girl resist the suppression of more than a dozen young men? One of them swung a wooden stick he picked up and hit Qin Lanzhi's lower back hard, "Be honest!"

Qin Lanzhi cried out in pain, and An Ling in the room clenched her fists. She wished she could rush out and beat up these people!

"Huh...wait a little longer, it's not the right time yet..." she comforted herself.

Soon, Qin Lanzhi was brought in by these people. When the matchmaker in the lead, or the high priest of Panxi Village, saw the mandrill baring its teeth at her, her legs trembled constantly, but she was still praying: "Don't blame me, Lord Mountain God... We couldn't find a suitable bride this year, so the wedding was postponed... Don't blame me, don't blame me..." After that, she pushed Qin Lanzhi hard on the back and pushed her into this hut full of blood and tragedy.

None of the priests turned back to look at Qin Lanzhi, but turned around and walked away indifferently. The last high priest to leave even closed the door!

She added grimly, "Block this door. She can't escape."

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Qin Lanzhi fell into darkness, with only a glimmer of light coming from the crack of the door. She crawled to the door and banged her head against the rotten wooden door in despair, begging, "Please... let me out! Aunt! Aunt! I'm your niece!"

It turns out that Qin Lanzhi is actually the high priest’s niece!

The high priest just closed his cloudy old eyes tightly for a long time before answering: "Azhi, I have explained to you many times that only in this way can we save our Panxi Village. You are my niece, and you should understand the principle of self-sacrifice."

Behind her, a fishy smell was approaching. Qin Lanzhi seemed to have smelled the stench coming from the vicious "Lord Mountain God". She had cried until she had no strength left. Her body slowly slid down the wooden door covered with the dried blood of the murdered girl. Her eyes were empty, and she knew that her death was near.

"Goodbye, mother. I won't come back to the human world in my next life."

"You are worthy of saying that you are selfless?" At this moment, a roar erupted from somewhere in the house! An Ling even used a voice similar to a lion's roar, and the burst of air razed the entire hut to the ground! Of course, it also included all the creatures inside and outside the house.

"Mountain God?" She sneered, and her body turned into a dazzling sword light. With just one sword, she cut off the baboon's head, and the foul-smelling blood full of sin floated in the air.

An Ling appeared in the air and kicked the mandrill's head onto the high priest with a roundhouse kick. The huge impact force caused the high priest to roll several times before stopping.

The mandrill's black bear-like body slowly fell down with a bang, stirring up a cloud of dust.

An Ling stood on one foot on the mandrill's corpse. She was still wearing a clean blue robe, and she looked like an immortal. She said coldly, "You are so ignorant that you worship a beast-like monster that is unconscious and like a beast as a god. You even dared to kill many innocent women. You deserve to die!"