Quick Wear: Don't Follow the Plot and Feel Good

[Ginger, I really like this crazy time-traveling girl]

Let me take a look.

The time-traveling girl is called Zhang San, not the outlaw Zhang San. Her original name was Zhang Shan, but she later realized she couldn't follow the rules, so she changed her name to Zhang San. But I can guarantee that, although she'd been killing pigs for over ten years before her time travel, she definitely hadn't killed anyone. After all, her parents really wanted her to be a "Three Good" person.

After traveling through time, she became a servant in the Duke's Mansion, helping in the kitchen. Her daily job was to chop melons and vegetables.

Okay, it’s a good match for my major.

The Duke's Mansion is the in-laws' home of Zhang San's daughter, Zhou Mo, the daughter of the Chief Justice of the Dali Temple.

The Duke was doted on since birth and was named Jia Hanyu. He was a tyrannical, philandering, and lustful man. Before Zhang San arrived, he had tortured and killed more than a dozen concubines.

Finally, the young lady set her sights on Zhang San. The reason was simple: Zhang San was a hardy laborer, and she hoped that Zhang San would not die young like the previous concubines.

Jia Hanyu looked at Zhang San's chest and face wantonly, and became more and more satisfied the more he looked.

Zhang San looked at Jia Hanyu, and his satisfaction grew. "Before this, I'd been butchering pigs for over a decade, and now, in this Duke's Mansion, I can only chop melons and vegetables? My knife must have been thirsty for a long time!"

The more Zhang San thought about it, the more excited he became.

Four things were prepared that night: dark moon, strong wind, sleeping pills, and a sack.

Zhang San came quietly,

Zhang San left quietly again.

With a wave of his sleeves, he carried away a five-foot tall man.

When they reached a barren hill, he threw the sack on the ground and pulled out a 40-meter-long sword. The dazzling sword light frightened the man so much that yellow liquid flowed out from under his body and his face was filled with fear.

When Zhang San got the answer he wanted, he chopped the man into dozens of neat pieces with his butcher knife, and marked each piece with a flower.

The next day, Zhang San listened to gossip as if nothing had happened.

It's not that there haven't been murders in the entire Great Xin Kingdom, but it's something as perverted as this that has never been encountered. Furthermore, this person is the Duke's personal butler.

The other people in the mansion were trembling with fear, not knowing which outlaw had done it.

Zhang San also pretended to tremble: After all, I am just a weak kitchen girl who can't take care of myself, how could I kill a grown man?

The person who died was someone close to Jia Hanyu, so he couldn't care less about what was happening in bed.

This just makes it convenient for Zhang San to steal people.

It’s another four-piece set: dark moon, strong wind, sleeping pills, and sack.

He carried another one overnight and stole it to a deserted place in the suburbs.

The same operation method was used, and the food was chopped into dozens of pieces, arranged neatly, and each piece was stamped with a radish stamp.

This went on for several days, and he stole from almost 9 people.

That night, Zhang San rarely went out. Mainly because the city's inspections were so strict, it was difficult to steal. He decided to wait until this storm died down.

And the next day, the Dali Temple closed the case? And even paraded the murderer through the streets?

Zhang San: I don't understand. I'm just a little servant, after all. Anyway, I guess I can get on with my grand plans.

But before she could start planning, the lady called her over and asked her to move to a new place.

It seems we need to speed up.

However, the lady may have felt that it was unlucky recently, so she asked Zhang San to take a bath for three days before having sex.

Zhang San feels that he doesn't have much time left.

After following Jia Hanyu for two consecutive days, she finally discovered their lair.

At this moment, many young masters were laughing. Zhang San looked through the window and saw a girl inside. Her hands and feet were all broken, her face was bloodless, her lips were chapped, her eyes were empty and numb, and her body was covered with whip marks.

Zhang San blew a lot of smoke in.

According to the old rules, those people were cut into neat pieces and each piece was stamped.

When it was Jia Hanyu's turn, Zhang San was about to take action, but a bald man appeared out of nowhere and stopped her.

Who is Zhang San? He's an outlaw. In modern times, you can't kill people, you can only kill pigs. In this dynasty, isn't that like returning home?

He decisively swung the butcher knife at the old monk, but the old monk dodged it lightly and took the knife away?

Zhang San was shocked: So there really was martial arts in ancient times? He slid down to his knees very smoothly, "Master, I am now honest. Please let me go."

"You are originally from outside the domain. You will return in a few days. You must not commit murder again."

"Master, is it too late for me to put down my butcher knife and become a Buddha right now?"

After receiving the old bald donkey's approval, Zhang San ran away. In the blink of an eye, he arrived at the market and bought a butcher knife.

No way, this one is more convenient to use.

After so many murders of sons of noble families, the Dali Temple caught another murderer within two days.

Zhang San: Did I settle their accounts? It's like Sun Wukong went to the underworld and made a scene, but nothing happened?

Jia Hanyu started to set his sights on Zhang San again, and was very happy seeing Zhang San smiling.

Zhang San looked at him, smiled, and was very happy: I am destined to be sleepless tonight.

Jia Hanyu was not knocked unconscious. His body had been drained long ago. How could he be a match for Zhang San, who could even carry a pig, when he was so weak?

Tied to the table, he looked at the gleaming butcher knife before his eyes and was so frightened that yellow liquid flowed out of his crotch, and he kept begging for mercy.

Zhang San ignored him and begged for mercy? Those dozen concubines who died before all begged for mercy, why didn't you let them go?

Jia Hanyu was sober, and he could clearly feel his skin being cut, his tendons being severed, and his bones being broken bit by bit. He watched his life slip away bit by bit.

Just when Zhang San was about to look for the young lady and the young master, the old monk appeared again and said, "Donor, the sea of ​​suffering is endless and turning back is the shore. You should go back."

Zhang San looked at him and said, "Wait a moment."

While the old monk was stunned, Zhang San had already thrown out a fire. The entire Duke's Mansion was instantly engulfed in flames.

At the same time, the unwilling Zhang San was also brought back to the modern era.

"You don't know, I hate that old bald donkey so much. He doesn't feel pain unless the knife cuts himself. He always nags me when I'm in a critical moment. If I can beat him, I will let him taste my power sooner or later!" Zhang San complained to Sheng Jiang.

"Don't you know? That's the will of heaven. He originally wanted you to punish those evildoers because he saw that the dozen or so concubines died so tragically. But you cut them all into pieces and stamped them with your seal, regardless of how much evil they had done. He thought you were too cruel, so he couldn't help but persuade you. But you didn't listen, so he had no choice but to send you back."

"Oh my god! This Heavenly Dao really wants to be the master of the world. And others who traveled through time at least got a golden finger, but I got nothing. I completed the mission, and He is still not satisfied?

Besides, I still have regrets."

"Are you trying to say that there was also Jia Hanyu's son at the end of the weekend?"

"Yes. That Zhou Mo was truly virtuous. She knew full well what those maids had endured when they were promoted to concubines, yet she dared not disobey Jia Hanyu's orders. Instead, she aided and abetted his evil deeds. As a result, she earned a reputation for being gentle and virtuous. How ironic!

And her son, only 10 years old, can't walk when he sees a pretty maid. He teases cats and dogs every day and kills animals. He has already caused a death. What's the point of such a scum living? When he grows up, he will only be another Jia Hanyu.

Ginger: "Let's go! I'll take you to find the Heavenly Path first."

In the blink of an eye, we arrived at the world that Zhang San traveled to.

Tiandao felt the powerful aura and was so frightened that he trembled and dared not show up.

Sheng Jiang closed his eyes, made a seal with his hands, and shouted "Break!" The air suddenly became clear and bright, and the way of heaven had nowhere to hide.

Sheng Jiang reached out and grabbed Tian Dao, who fell to the ground in front of him.

Zhang San jumped out at this moment and kicked Tian Dao, "So it's you, old bald donkey! You want people to work for you, but you don't want to give grass to cows to eat. You're simply a modern capitalist! Bah! You think you can be Tian Dao?"

Then he was about to kick Him again.

Sheng Jiang stopped her, "He is the Way of Heaven. It's useless to kick him like this. Here, this butcher knife is the most suitable."

Zhang San took it, and it was like "a precious sword coming out of the box, wielding a snow-white blade, a great ship breaking through the waves and sails galloping in the wind." He swung the sword directly and stabbed it towards Tiandao.

Tiandao slid to his knees and said, "I'm already honest, please let me go!"

Zhang San: Is it so smooth?

Ignore the will of heaven and continue swinging the sword.

Tiandao could already sense the breath of death, but then he heard Shengjiang's voice, "Isn't it too easy to just let Him vanish into thin air? Just in time, you want to continue what you haven't finished. How about I turn back time and put Tiandao into the hands of that girl, whose tendons are broken and dying, so that He can feel it firsthand?"

Zhang San: "You are right. Let's do it this way."

"I'll let Duoduo go with you."

The way of heaven is to cry but has no tears. I want to run away, but can I?

Zhang San had already dealt with the other sons of noble families at this time, leaving only the girl and Jia Hanyu.

Zhang San walked up to the girl and wanted to comfort her, but he didn't know what to say. Then he heard the girl say in a weak voice, "Kill, kill me!"

What did Zhang San do in his previous life? Even if he saved the girl, she wouldn't live long. She couldn't take care of herself, and she would have to endure so many rumors. So Zhang San closed his eyes, raised his knife, and cut her off. He even heard the girl say "Thank you, thank you."

In this life, even if Zhang San wanted this girl to kill her enemy, she couldn't do it. Her limbs were broken and she could only lie there, like a piece of fish on a chopping board, waiting to be slaughtered.

Zhang San did not hesitate and just hoped that she could live a better life in her next life.

After the girl's soul left her body, Duoduo stuffed the Heavenly Dao into her flesh.

For a moment, Tiandao felt like he was dying. His voice was shimmering, his breath barely catching. His body was covered in bruises and bruises, leaving no visible spot. He couldn't move at all, like a mummy, with only his eyeballs still moving.

Seeing Zhang San, he quickly shouted, "Zhang San, save me!"

Zhang San gave him a look of disdain. "I thought you were so strong-willed. The owner of this body of yours would rather die than live in disgrace. And you've only been here for less than a minute, and you're already begging for mercy, asking me to save you? You feel the pain when you cut yourself with a knife? Don't worry, I won't save you, nor will I kill you. You have to live and endure everything these girls have to endure, including the upcoming gossip and ridicule."

After saying that, he ignored Tian Dao and continued to walk to Jia Hanyu and woke him up.

Jia Hanyu opened his eyes and was about to burst into curses, but when he saw Zhang San pull out a 40-meter-long sword in an instant, he was so frightened that he immediately shut up.

"Master, look at these people. Are they the ones you usually hang out with? Did you miss anyone?"

Jia Hanyu said nothing.

"Look at these people. I took great pains to carve them up neatly, bit by bit. Some bones were hard, so I smashed them with a hammer and then cut them with a knife. Some tongues were too sticky, so I cut them off and then reattached them. Some had unclear brains, so I cracked open their heads, poured out the water inside, and then continued to patch them together. Look, don't these people still look like complete people?"

Jia Hanyu's scalp tingled when he heard this. "I have no grudge against you. Just treat me like a piece of shit and let me go."

"Let you go? Weren't you very satisfied with me at the beginning? Master, you don't know that I am also very satisfied with you. After all, I haven't killed a pig for more than ten years. Tell me, what's the difference between humans and pigs? Aren't they both killed by white knives? Master, now that the game has begun, it is not up to you when it ends."