This girl is a streetwalker in the demon world

An Ling appeared behind the two men and said that they had violated orders.

Chen Changlin and Chen Zhen were so frightened by these words that they rolled and crawled a long way away. After they came to their senses, the village chief Chen Changlin dragged his old body and kowtowed to An Ling frantically, begging for her forgiveness: "Immortal, we didn't mean it. It's just that I'm in poor health and can't follow your instructions. I, your grandson, was just being filial, so I offended your majesty. It's all my fault. Please don't vent your anger on this kid!"

"Hmph, you will feel the pain only when the punishment comes to you? Then those innocent passers-by who were killed by you before, do they have no relatives? People who have always been above the lives of others cannot be invincible throughout their lives. They will always be controlled by those who are more powerful. So, if I kill someone today, and ten years later, that person's relatives will come to seek revenge, then when will the cycle of revenge end? I will not kill you, but I will make sure you get the corresponding punishment." The first half of the sentence is an accusation against the village chief, and the second half is some new thoughts of An Ling on life.

The village chief was so scared that he peed his pants. He didn't listen to An Ling's words at all. Chen Zhen on the side was dissatisfied. He was so angry that he shouted at An Ling: "What you said is bullshit! What have we done wrong? We just want to survive in the mountains! You have strong limbs, so of course you are not afraid of wild beasts and monsters in the mountains, but what can we do? This is the only way for us to survive! Is it wrong to try every possible way to survive?!"

An Ling nodded imperceptibly. Although this man had a bad personality, a bad temper, and was careless in doing things, he was the most "rebellious" person in the entire Panxi Village. He was also an important breakthrough in breaking the superstition of Panxi Village. Daring to question the authority of the "immortal" was the biggest progress at the moment.

"Okay, since you said so, do you know what the so-called 'mountain god' you worship is? Do you know how Qin Lanzhi's father died?" An Ling said.

Chen Zhen looked at An Ling stubbornly. He didn't believe in any gods. He didn't believe in mountain gods before, and now, of course, he didn't believe in An Ling. He just thought she was a martial artist with great martial arts skills who could kill monsters. So, when facing An Ling's questioning, he just maintained the same tone as ordinary people. He thought for a while and replied, "I don't know about the mountain god. I'm not old enough to participate in the sacrifice. But I know very well that Old Man Qin was attacked by a bear while hunting in the mountains."

Chen Zhen was also a good hunter, and his ability was second only to Qin's father. He only took a glance and knew that the wound was caused by a wild beast.

An Ling curled her lips and smiled. In public, she took out the dead mandrill from her storage ring and pointed at the claw covered with black hair and asked, "Is it a beast claw like this? The shape of the wound must have troubled you for a long time, right? Facts have proved that Qin Lanzhi's father was attacked and killed by a mandrill, and it was a year of sacrifice. But as the best hunter in your village, would he die so easily under the claws of a beast?"

Chen Zhen took two steps forward and looked at the mandrill's claws in shock: "This..."

An Ling whispered to him: "You can not trust me, you can not trust anyone, but you can not not trust your own eyes."

An Ling didn't want to say more, so she stopped there. After she finished speaking, she ignored Chen Zhen who was lost in thought, and said to the village chief and other stunned villagers, "Although I won't kill you, I have left a curse on Panxi Village. Those who have killed people, assisted in kidnapping people, and other people in the village who have participated in the mountain god sacrifice will die an untimely death, die out, suffer torture in their lifetime, and never be reincarnated after death."

what? !

All the villagers were shocked. They were still at the stage where they believed whatever An Ling said, but when they heard such a vicious curse, they all knelt down and begged An Ling to take back his decision.

An Ling put on airs again, pretending to count with her fingers, and then said, "There are fifty great ways, forty-nine of which are derived from heaven, and one of which can be escaped by man. Although you have committed evil deeds, there is still a glimmer of hope. It just depends on whether you are willing."

The superstitious villagers immediately kowtowed in gratitude and expressed their thanks. In the entire village, only a few people remained standing.

"Haha, I'm fooling you superstitious people." An Ling laughed in her heart. She coughed twice, covered her mouth with her hands, and continued to deceive: "First, you can't hurt people again, including but not limited to murder, kidnapping, robbery and other things that violate the laws and morals of Daxuan. Anyone who violates it shall be punished with capital punishment."

"Second, those who have committed crimes must atone for their actions. They must build a road that leads directly down the mountain with their own hands. In this way, your sins will flow away along this road. Therefore, the wider and smoother the road is, the better. And in the process of building the road, every foot you pass, you must kowtow and apologize in the direction of the thatched house."

"Third, they are not allowed to stay in Panxi Village for a long time. They must go to nearby settlements at least once a month. This includes the elderly, women, and children. Those with mobility problems can ask their relatives to take their place."

"fourth……"

Later, An Ling mentioned many other rules that were in line with social order and morality, but the most important ones were these. The biggest reason for the villagers' superstition was that they were blocked from information. If roads were open, money would flow. If the evil people who performed blood sacrifices dug a road to the bottom of the mountain, many people would surely die on the way. Although the effect was a bit slow and the punishment was relatively light, it was also a justice for the victims. She would try to report to the police next, but judging from some of the obscure remarks made by the head of Qingfeng Temple, this terrible incident that could directly cause a stir in modern Blue Star society would probably not be dealt with...

Although her method may cause a lot of trouble later, in the short term, it can screen out the most superstitious and worst people in Panxi Village, and let them squander their extra energy on the vigorous road construction project full of positive energy! Stop harming the victims!

Finally, An Ling handed a "scripture" to the village chief, and asked him to lead the whole village to recite it every morning and evening. In fact, this was just something An Ling had just written last night. There was nothing special about it, just some correct values.

Before leaving, An Ling said a few words to Chen Zhen, then left Panxi Village with Qin Lanzhi and her daughter who had already packed their luggage.

It was just the 30th day of the lunar year a few days ago, and now it is the beginning of the twelfth lunar month. The mountains in the south are still green, but a little listless. Qin Lanzhi, carrying a large bag and a large bow, turned around and looked into the distance at the place where she had lived for more than ten years. Her pale face trembled slightly, her eyes were bright, but tears fell unconsciously.

She and her mother were going to live with her uncle in Tianxing. The journey was long, but fortunately, she had the protection of the immortal An Ling.

Qin Lanzhi touched the things behind her. In the bundle were their family's belongings and her father's relics. Although she hated this village, her father had always been a good man. She, Qin Lanzhi, would never forget her father in her life.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit dull, An Ling saw the big bow behind Qin Lanzhi and asked, "Is your bow... your father's?"

"Well..." Qin Lanzhi replied, "This is his old weapon. My father taught me archery when I was a child, but I was too pampered and didn't practice well, which failed my father's teachings. On the night I made the decision, I held this big bow, and my heart was suddenly filled with courage. My father once told my mother that if she could go home, she should leave and not stay in Panxi Village."

"Your father's matter... and the village..."

"Master, please stop talking." Qin Lanzhi wiped her tears, the weakness in her eyes faded away, leaving only courage and anger. "I have always known that my father died because he opposed the sacrifice, so I hate them."

An Ling looked at Qin Lanzhi's angry expression and sighed. This was retribution. The retribution in this life would surely come to this remote village in the near future.