She became a god

After going around in circles, it was the hottest time of summer, the midday sun was at its strongest, and basically no one went out.

But for Wenxi Chun, this was a perfect opportunity to go up the mountain.

Just last night, the little panda earnestly asked her, "Which is more valuable, wild boar or tiger, or ginseng and lingzhi?"

"Old ginseng and lingzhi mushrooms are more valuable than large prey, and they are also safer."

Hearing Wen Xichun's reply, the little panda smiled. "I know a place where there are ginseng and lingzhi mushrooms. Let's go dig them up tomorrow!"

They would sell ginseng and lingzhi mushrooms for money, and then dig wells with the money.

The red panda had had enough; the weather was getting hotter and hotter.

There is a communal well in the village, but it's too much trouble to go back and forth.

Wen Xichun didn't want to waste time fetching water.

She used to live alone in a dilapidated temple, drinking water when thirsty and eating roasted meat and wild vegetable pancakes when hungry.

But now that I have a red panda as a pet, my life has become much more refined.

You should drink warm water, and your food should be flavorful.

The little panda was right beside me when I was cooking and boiling water.

But when she went out to fetch water, she couldn't possibly carry a bamboo basket on her back; that would be too conspicuous.

The human and the demon hit it off immediately, and at noon they set off up the mountain with some peach shortbread and two gourds of osmanthus honey.

It took an hour to dig out three hundred-year-old ginseng roots and five hundred-year-old lingzhi mushrooms.

The spiritual energy here is too weak. If this were the demon realm, a plant several hundred years old like this would have long since developed sentience and cultivation.

The little panda was filled with mixed emotions, thinking that the human world was not suitable for the cultivation of demons.

Little did they know that Feng Hui also deserved some credit for this.

Feng Hui's seclusion this time was because she discovered the spiritual vein of the Fallen Phoenix Mountain Range and entered the spiritual vein to cultivate.

Once Feng Wei has absorbed all the spiritual veins, the plants and animals living in the Fallen Phoenix Mountains will never have the chance to gain intelligence.

There are also ginseng and lingzhi on the mountain, but those are too young.

So, the little pandas happily took the century-old ginseng and lingzhi mushrooms down the mountain.

To get back to the village from the mountain, you have to cross a bridge. Before you even reach the bridge, you hear a woman crying.

Why are the eyes of women in the human world always filled with tears? Is it because they suffer too much?

As Wen Xichun drew closer, she could see the woman's face clearly.

"It should be Li Saonv."

The little panda had heard this name when watching the Li family's antics. It seemed that the biological mother died early, and after getting a stepmother, there was a stepfather. The stepmother was about to tell her about someone else.

However, Little Panda doesn't agree with the saying "having a stepmother means having a stepfather." In her opinion, men don't have much sense of responsibility towards their offspring.

With the child's biological mother around, the father doesn't need to worry.

Once the mother dies, the man can remarry without having to worry about anything.

Whether a child is doing well or not is solely the fault of the biological mother and stepmother, but this father completely shirks all responsibility.

Just like this little girl who is crying and threatening to die, any normal father would never call his own daughter such a vicious name as "slut".

As the little girl cried out her story, the cause and effect gradually became clear.

The girl is fifteen years old this year, in the prime of her youth. Her wicked father and stepmother want to marry her off to a widower in his forties for a dowry of three taels of silver.

This is disgusting! This is disgusting!

In the demon realm, only young and handsome men have an advantage in the walking marriage market.

How can people in this world be so unscrupulous as to stop at nothing for money?

[Chun Chun, do you have any good ideas on how to break this deadlock? It's so tragic that such a beautiful young lady is being forced to marry the man who will become her father!]

Five-year-old Ye Qingzhou had never seen so much suffering in the world, nor did she understand human relationships.

Therefore, when she encountered difficulties, she instinctively turned to Wen Xichun, the person she trusted most at that moment.

Wen Xichun said, "In the dead of night, while the family members are sound asleep, make a few cuts on them. The wounds should be painful enough. Be careful not to kill them. Force them to tell you where the family's money is. Once you find it, keep half of it on your person and hide the other half."

"This is the first deterrent. If they dare to do it again, kill them all, take the money, and let them go into hiding and flee far away."

What Wen Xichun said makes a lot of sense, and it sounds really good.

But the little panda saw the young lady's thin and frail body and thought it was a bit risky.

[Hiss! If this young lady wants to win by force, she'll probably have a very long way to go. Moreover, the Jiang Kingdom seems to have very strict control over travel permits; she won't be able to go very far.]

If she's in a hurry to kill, she'll have to use her intelligence.

I think the safest and most reliable method is that this young woman was not at home, and her family members were burned to death in the fire while they were asleep.

[This plan is very simple; all you need is a little sleeping powder and a fire.]

.........

The girl on the bridge was startled. She was filled with grief and despair, and prayed to heaven for a glimmer of hope!

Let's give her a glimmer of hope to live!

Whether it was divine mercy or a hallucination, she heard a voice suggesting that she use sleeping powder to drug her family and then set fire to destroy all the evidence.

Heavens!

Is this the hope you've given me?

But where can I get the sleeping powder?

She silently prayed, "Give me some guidance! Where is the sleep aid? I need it, give me just a little more hope!"

The little panda in the bamboo basket was about to drink some water to moisten its throat, but unexpectedly it heard a prayer.

That voice sounds like it belongs to a young woman standing on the bridge.

But she didn't open her mouth!

That's strange!

The next second, something even stranger happened.

Neither Wen Xichun nor Ye Qingzhou knew this; only the girl on the bridge who was contemplating suicide knew.

“Poor human girl, I am the despairing god, Sunken Ship. Your despair has awakened me.”

The girl on the bridge cried out urgently, desperately grasping at the last straw, "Lady Chenzhou, please help me!"

"Go home first! What you seek will be found wherever you go, but I'm afraid you'll regret it later if you soften your heart."

The girl was confused for a long time, but finally decided to give it a try.

Even if she fails this time, it will just be another way for her to come to the bridge to commit suicide.

When the girl returned home, she was greeted with a barrage of angry words.

A vicious biological father, a mean stepmother, wicked grandparents, and a short-tempered younger brother.

These people regarded her as an enemy and treated her like a captive.

But deep down, she also hated them intensely.

Three nights later, a fire engulfed this filthy and disgusting home.

Village chief Li Si led the constables to investigate once, but found nothing unusual.

Everyone sighed at Li Saonü's pitiful state, as her entire family died overnight.

She was the only one who escaped disaster because she had offended her stepmother, He Guihua, the day before and was forced to live in a dilapidated temple at the end of the village.

Village chief Li Si offered a few words of comfort to the orphan girl as usual, and was about to leave when the girl said, "Uncle Village Chief, I want to change my name."

"What do you want to change it to?"

It's against the rules for a daughter to change her name so abruptly, but she's the only daughter left in her family.

This year happens to be the year when the Li family genealogy is revised every twenty years, so it wouldn't sound good to say that it's written as Li Saonü.

The girl lowered her eyes, and Li Si couldn't see her expression. He only heard her say firmly, "Li Zhengzheng, the Zhengzheng of iron will."