Come to the pigpen.

Looking at the fat pigs covered in mud in the pigsty.

Zhao Lin couldn't help but feel like dying.

Just a few weeks ago, she was a spoiled college student in a big city, but now she has fallen into a state of slavery.

She regretted all the time the sudden urge to travel a few weeks ago. If not, she would not have been trafficked to this mountain village and lived a life worse than death every day.

"Do you want revenge? Do you want to send all those evil people to hell?"

Just when Zhao Lin was feeling desperate.

A cold voice, neither male nor female, suddenly sounded faintly in her mind, and at the same time, she felt the amulet pendant that she had been wearing on her chest getting slightly cold.

All of a sudden.

She couldn't help but exclaim in surprise:

"who is it?"

"Pathetic humankind, I am the only eternal ruler of the underworld, Hou Tu Huang Di Ji.

Human, as long as you are willing to become my walking assistant in the world, I can not only help you escape from the sea of ​​suffering, but also make you the master of the underworld.

What do you think? Are you willing to become my servant and open up the underworld for me? Then you will have endless power and authority."

That cold voice sounded faintly again.

Hear this.

Zhao Lin's pupils suddenly shook violently.

Then, her eyes, which had already shown a hint of death, gradually regained their spirit, filled with both excited hope and infinite hatred.

soon.

She nodded repeatedly without hesitation:

"I do, I do."

"Very good, my humble servant, I have sensed your kindness. From now on, you only need to recite it silently in your heart to contact me.

From today on, you will be my walking figure in the human world. You will create a new underworld in the human world. Then you will become the master of the underworld and control the life and death of all living beings in the human world.

What you have to do now is to kill that disgusting old man, chop his body into pieces and feed it to the pigs. After completing this task, I will grant you extraordinary powers."

The cold voice slowly fell silent after saying this, and the coolness emitted by the amulet pendant gradually disappeared.

Zhao Lin called out silently in her heart a few times, and the cold voice no longer appeared.

Instantly, she understood that she could only continue to contact the other party after completing the so-called mission of Hou Tu Huang Di Ji.

"Kill that disgusting old man, kill that disgusting old man..."

Zhao Lin silently recalled the task required by Hou Tu Huang Di Ji, her eyes filled with endless murderous intent.

However, she is just a weak woman at the moment. Although she has been forced to do all kinds of rough work by the old man these days and is not completely powerless, it is still too difficult for her to kill the old man with her strength alone.

“I have to find a way… I have to use a strategy.

That old man has been doing farm work for half his life, and his strength is definitely not something I can match.

He never lets me go out, so it's wishful thinking for me to poison him.

If I want to kill him, I have to find a way to make him lose his strength and defense against me, so that I have a chance to kill him with one blow.

How can I do this... How can I... Got it!"

Thoughts raced through my mind.

Zhao Lin suddenly had an idea, and a plan that was the only one she could do at the moment and was extremely feasible appeared in her mind.

Although the plan was extremely cruel to her, she would give everything as long as she could kill the old man.

……

Time passed by minute by minute.

While Zhao Lin was doing various housework and rough labor under the old man's arrangement, she was silently perfecting all the details of her plan in her mind.

at last.

After working hard for half a day, it finally got completely dark.

The night in the mountain village is different from that in the big city.

Once night falls, let alone nightlife, few families even turn on the lights after dinner. Most people go to bed early or do some special exercises to digest the food before going to bed.

This is what Old Man Chen did every night before he bought Zhao Lin as his wife.

Tonight was no exception. Shortly after it got completely dark, he dragged Zhao Lin to bed like a sex-hungry ghost to do some exercise to help digest the food.

Before, although she knew it was useless, Zhao Lin would still struggle stubbornly, so she would always be beaten all over by the angry old man Chen.

But today, without waiting for Old Man Chen to do anything, she took off her clothes on her own initiative and catered to Old Man Chen very obediently.

All of a sudden.

The creaking sound of the wooden bed shaking and the loud banging sounds echoed throughout the house.

"Hehehe...you little slut, bitch, you finally got it. It's worth all my training these days."

Seeing Zhao Lin become so proactive.

Old man Chen thought she had completely accepted her fate and had no doubts about it.

After all, he was just an ordinary farmer who could hardly read or write. He was smart and well-educated, but he didn't have much wisdom. Under the impact of desire and pleasure, he was even less able to think, so he didn't realize whether there was a problem.

All of a sudden.

Under Zhao Lin's obedience, and also with the pleasure of thinking that he had successfully conquered the chaste heroine, Old Man Chen's digestion exercise this time was particularly enjoyable and frequent, and he was reluctant to stop at all.

……

The night outside the house grew darker as the shouting inside the house gradually subsided.

Although it is early spring and the climate in the mountains is still a bit cool, Zhao Lin and Old Man Chen in the house could not help but sweat profusely after several hours of intense exercise.

“Huh—”

“Huh—”

“Huh—”

Accompanied by Old Man Chen's final pig-like charge.

He was not too young anymore, but he was finally completely exhausted. He just lay on Zhao Lin, breathing heavily, and under the afterglow of pleasure, he was not able to raise any vigilance at all.

at the same time.

Zhao Lin, who had hidden a pair of sharp scissors under her pillow when she was cleaning the house in the afternoon, endured the pain that felt like her body was about to fall apart, and quietly reached out to take out the scissors from under the pillow.

“Huh—”

“Huh—”

At this moment, Old Man Chen was still breathing heavily tiredly.

The scissors in Zhao Lin's hand had quietly reached the side of his throbbing throat.

The way a sharp weapon like scissors can exert its greatest lethality is by stabbing.

As a weak woman, Zhao Lin doesn't have much strength to begin with, and now after strenuous exercise she has even less strength left.

In this situation, no matter whether she used the scissors to poke the back of Chen's head, neck, temple, or back, it would be difficult to cause a fatal effect.

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