Back to the world, you human trafficker are dead

Zhang Hui stood silently in front of the courtyard gate with his thin body, only to hear bursts of noise coming from the path not far away.

A group of people came over like thunder, talking at once with their own opinions, and surged over like a flood.

I don't know who saw her first, but he said, "You stupid girl, you are so bold that you dare to break the village rules and help outsiders escape!"

"Yes, yes, breaking the rules is a big deal..."

"Catch her! Give her to Chengcai's family as his wife!"

"Throw her into the ravine and let the wolves eat her!"

Seeing her as the culprit who might cause them to lose their current happy life, the crowd became furious and said all kinds of things, without a trace of kindness.

Zhang Hui silently looked at this group of people, making threats in front of her. If she hadn't been lacking in spiritual energy at the moment, she would have sent them to death long ago.

Seeing that she didn't say anything, everyone looked at each other. Someone pushed Li Chengcai and said, "This damn girl is not in charge of the family. We still have to find Mrs. Zhou to settle the score!"

"Yep!"

"Find someone to watch her first, and let's go in and find Mrs. Zhou and Zhou Dagang!"

"That's right, Xiao Sanzi, go call the village chief!"

As they spoke, they pushed open the gate of the courtyard and walked into the illusion array perfectly, attentively and automatically.

Zhang Hui curled the corner of his mouth and said, "That's good. It saves me a lot of trouble."

"What are you laughing at?" The bald man who was in charge of watching her looked at her face and felt a little numb. Is this girl crazy? Seeing a disaster coming, she can still laugh!

"It's going to be a good show!" she said softly.

The bald monk was completely confused and looked in the direction she was looking. He saw that the dozen or so people who had just walked into the yard were now standing in the yard like pillars, dancing and doing all kinds of movements as if they were possessed, but no one took another step forward.

He couldn't understand what they were doing, but Mrs. Zhou, who was standing opposite them and facing the courtyard gate, had a particularly weird expression on her face, which the bald man saw clearly.

The bald man shuddered instantly. Was he possessed... possessed? Ah! Could he be dazzled at such a young age? He rubbed his eyes vigorously and looked carefully again. Nothing had changed. It was still the same!

Why hasn't the village chief come yet? This kid is usually very fast, why is he so slow today? The bald man trembled twice, mustered up his courage and turned to look at Zhang Hui. Could this be a ghost?

Zhang Hui let him look at him, the smile on his lips never disappearing.

The more the bald man thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. The strange scene in front of him frightened him. Look, in the gloomy sky, on the snowy ground, there were more than a dozen people standing there, without making any sound, but with all kinds of weird expressions on their faces. The scene was as creepy as it could be.

The bald man turned around and wanted to run, but his legs were too weak to run and he was about to cry. Oh my God, he didn’t want to die!!!

"Garlic, what are you doing?" A not-so-loud voice called him. The bald man was stunned for a moment, and suddenly he felt his legs were no longer weak. He was able to move, and it was daybreak.

"Village Chief, you're finally here!" He rushed over at lightning speed, like a frightened chicken with its feathers standing on end: "Village Chief, there's... a ghost!"

Then he nervously grabbed the village chief's arm, as if he had seen a life-saving Bodhisattva, and hid behind the village chief in a flash, completely forgetting his own burly body, which was no match for the village chief's short stature.

The village chief was about sixty years old, short, with a long and thin face, and wrinkles on his face that showed his vicissitudes of life. He glanced at the open yard, and then stopped about ten steps away from Zhang Hui, staring at Zhang Hui who was still watching the show with inquiring eyes.

"Girl, did your grandma take the wrong medicine?" he asked tentatively.

Zhang turned around but didn't reply. He said calmly, "You must be dreaming." The village chief choked. How could this be possible? A daydream?

He took a puff of cigarette and thought for a moment. When he came here, Xiao Sanzi told him that the girl from Zhou Dagang's family let go of the wife that Li Chengcai's family had just bought. He thought at the time that this was impossible. That girl would never dare to do such a thing even if she had the courage.

I didn't expect that this girl is really different. She is still the same person, but I can't tell what's different. After thinking about it, he straightened his back a little, and his words were a little choking. He exhaled a puff of smoke. The rules of the village cannot be broken. Let this girl accept her fate.

"Girl, you know the rules of the village. If you let someone run away, you have to compensate him. Go in and talk to your grandma. Let her choose between the person or the money."

As people get older, they become more cunning. This yard is very spooky. The village chief will never get himself trapped in it. He should just wait for news outside.

The hand behind his back waved, and Xiao Sanzi stepped forward tremblingly. The village chief whispered in his ear: "Go and find Zhou Dagang quickly." He thought that ghosts were afraid of bad people, so Zhou Dagang should deal with her.

Zhang Hui listened silently without informing the village chief. She was a cultivator, and she could still hear them no matter how quietly they spoke. But it didn't matter, as it would prevent her father, who was worse than an animal, from being scared away.

When Zhou Dagang arrived at the gate of his house panting, he only saw the village chief and Suan Tou far away, as if there was some man-eating monster in his house.

"Village chief, why don't you come into the house? Come in and sit down." He smiled innocently and shouted from a distance.

Xiao Sanzi was very scared, but his mind was filled with the desire to know what was going on so that he could brag about it and say that he was definitely the coolest guy in the village.

The village chief put away his pipe and smiled kindly: "I won't go in. Let's handle the matter according to the old rules. You go and discuss it with your mother and come back to give me an explanation. But don't hurt the harmony between the two families."

After saying this, the village chief turned around and left without waiting for Zhou Dagang to reply. Xiao Sanzi and Suantou quickly followed him like chicks following their mother hen to find food, and disappeared on the path in the blink of an eye.

Zhou Dagang scratched his head, confused. What was going on? He didn't say anything. What rules should he follow? Xiao Sanzi ran like a dog all the way. He thought something happened to his mother, so he didn't ask anything. He rushed back in the middle of winter with sweat on his forehead.

Isn't this old lady fine... Look how happy she is... Hey, isn't that Li Chengcai? Why is he here and standing there without going into the house? It's snowing so heavily, isn't he stupid? And he's so tired that mother can't even go into the house.

Without thinking too much, Zhou Dagang took two steps at a time and went to rescue his mother with full filial piety.

Zhang Hui, who was still treated as air, silently closed the gate and raised a smile at the corner of his lips. It was time for his mother to wake up.

There was a rustling sound coming from the corner not far away: "Village chief, are we all collectively possessed by evil spirits?" "Should we ask Uncle De to come and take a look?" The two of them whispered to each other while turning their heads cautiously to look around.

"Uncle De just came back and is busy. How could he come here for such a small matter?" The village chief rejected their suggestion and said, "Go back first and see what happens tomorrow."

Xiao Sanzi pressed himself tightly against the wall, peeking towards Old Zhou's yard, and just in time he caught a glimpse of Zhang Hui's smile. He shuddered unconsciously, as he saw a somewhat evil smile.

No matter how curious Xiao Sanzi was, he didn't dare to stay here alone. Seeing the village chief and Suan Tou walking away, he hurriedly chased after them.