This girl is a streetwalker in the demon world

An Ling did not give the villagers an immediate reply, but told them that she would announce something to the whole village one day later.

After notifying the villagers, An Ling ignored their complicated looks and the endless discussions and took Qin Lanzhi back to her home.

Not surprisingly, Qin Lanzhi's home is located upstream of Panxi Village, and is only separated from the village chief's home by a wall. It is definitely considered a "powerful family" in Panxi Village. An Ling is tall. She bent down slightly, lifted the door curtain and entered the house. After looking around, she found that although Qin Lanzhi's home is not big, it is very tidy. There are several wild animal heads hanging on the wall. It seems that Qin Lanzhi's father is a hunter in the mountains.

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Qin Lanzhi's mother, Qin, had remained silent since the village entrance. Now she finally returned home with An Ling. An Ling considerately helped them close the wooden door, then walked to the window and pretended to look at the scenery, leaving space for the mother and daughter to chat.

Qin's mother and Qin Lanzhi looked at each other and were silent for a long time. Then, tears fell at the same time.

"Azhi, my dear Azhi..." When Qin's mother got home, she could no longer hold back her surging emotions. She screamed and hugged Qin Lanzhi tightly. She said in a trembling voice, "My dear daughter, you have suffered. It's all because of your mother's uselessness..."

Qin Lanzhi's lips trembled. Although she was already in tears, she gently pushed her mother's frail body away, turned around and said coldly: "You don't have to... say these anymore. The moment you sent me away, I was already dead..."

Her heart was broken and bleeding! But she could not forgive her mother for obeying her arrangement, nor could she forgive this devilish village. After failing to find any outsiders, those people finally set their sights on her...

When Qin Lanzhi was very young, she was playing in the mountains one day and accidentally met a few people from the town. She was curious and went up to ask them. It turned out that they were going to visit their relatives on the other side of the mountain. Looking at the beautiful woman hiding shyly behind her newlywed husband, and the people with happy looks on their faces, Qin Lanzhi smiled. Although she didn't understand, she learned a feeling called happiness for the first time.

But that night, she saw these people on the altar in the village. They were tied to wooden stakes and were struggling in fear. The high priest and the village chief were holding torches in their hands, waving their arms and shouting at the villagers, uttering incomprehensible words.

Little Qin Lanzhi was frightened. She screamed and cried to attract the adults' attention, but she was too young and she didn't even know why she was crying. She just kept looking at the beautiful big sister, the tall and strong brother, and their relatives... until her eyes were blindfolded by her father and she was carried home.

She only remembered her father's low and painful voice saying, "Don't look. As long as you don't look, it has nothing to do with us."

It doesn’t matter… What a wonderful word, but can a person really stay out of it?

Qin's father was a hunter in the village and the younger brother of the high priest. Their family had always lived a good life in Panxi Village. Qin Lanzhi's parents never quarreled and always obeyed her. Qin's mother was literate and often taught Qin Lanzhi with books that she asked Qin's father to find from outside the mountain and told her stories from outside the mountain.

"Outside the mountain, there is a vast plain, a very wide sea, a bustling market, and..." Whenever she said this, she couldn't help but shed tears. The young Qin Lanzhi didn't know why her mother was crying, but just silently remembered what her mother said. The distant world was also constantly extending in her heart.

It turns out that the world is so big!

While Qin Lanzhi was still fantasizing about the future and the distance, unexpected events happened. The good times for their family did not last long. Qin's father, who went up the mountain to hunt all year round, met with an accident - he was attacked by a wild beast and is now in danger.

"Please, save my husband!" Qin's mother knelt on the ground, begging the village chief and the high priest.

The village chief was an elderly man, short in stature, with an extremely long white beard that reached the ground. He looked at Qin's father coldly and said, "He brought this upon himself. The fact that he was able to keep his body intact is a sign of mercy from the mountain god! You, go back and prepare a coffin for him!"

Mother Qin felt as if she had been struck by lightning. She collapsed to the ground and began to cry as she looked at her husband whose abdomen was torn open with his intestines spilling out.

Qin Lanzhi ran to Qin's father, not afraid at all of the blood all over his body. She lay on him and called out to him loudly.

"Azhi, you must be a good person in the future, and you must... leave this village..." Before his death, Qin's father whispered these words in Qin Lanzhi's ear and then he passed away.

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Mother Qin's body swayed when she heard her daughter's heartless words. She almost fell down. She supported herself on the table with her hands to keep herself in shape. Although she was just a weak woman, she had supported the family after her husband passed away. Even if someone bullied her and her daughter, they would not necessarily get any benefit from her. But now, her daughter, who she had raised with great difficulty, began to accuse her of wrongdoings...

"I...I might as well just die like this..." She cried and ran to the basket where needles and thread were kept, ready to commit suicide with a pair of scissors.

Seeing this, An Ling immediately stopped her and helped Qin's mother sit on the chair. She sighed and said to her in a pointed way, "Madam, you should not be a local before, don't you want to leave here with Lanzhi?"

"Leave...away?" Qin's mother repeated blankly, lowered her head and remained silent.

"Lanzhi, come here." An Ling called Qin Lanzhi over. She put the mother and daughter's hands together and said earnestly, "How could your mother harm you? Think about it, even if you and your daughter swear to die and refuse to obey, how can you defeat so many strong villagers?"

"I..." Feeling the warmth of her mother's palm, Qin Lanzhi wanted to cry again. She turned her cheek to the side, not wanting her mother to see her tears.

Just now, An Ling had keenly noticed that there was an ink painting of a market scene hanging on the wall. The painting was definitely not of ordinary quality and was a work of artistic level. Logically speaking, the villagers of Panxi Village should not have such a high cultural attainment.

Unless, Qin's mother was abducted, she used to live in the market, and even came from a family where she could learn calligraphy and painting!

Now that Qin's father has passed away and Qin Lanzhi has also ruined the so-called "Mountain God Wedding", there may be no place for the mother and daughter in this village, so they must find a way to take them away.

But to save people, they also need to save themselves. If their minds are confused, then even if An Ling kidnaps the two people, it won't change anything. She said gently: "I will stay here for another day. If you want to leave, tell me, and I will definitely send you to your destination safely."

Seeing that both of them were silent and their hands tightened tacitly, An Ling knew that she had guessed right.

She smiled and said to the mother and daughter, "Would you mind leaving a room for me to stay for one night?"

Qin's mother finally "woke up". She quickly got up and went to help An Ling clean up the room. Qin Lanzhi looked at An Ling with red eyes and a stubborn look on her face, as if she wanted to remember An Ling's face. After staring for a while, she lowered her head and went into the room to help her mother clean up.

Seeing that the situation here had been resolved, An Ling's expression did not relax at all, but gradually became serious: Okay, now the problem is how to deal with those guys outside.