Reborn at 60: I Helped My Sister Get Rich Starting from Hunting

"Of course I'm seeking revenge! First, I'll find the villain who injured my right leg! If it weren't for this leg injury... I could have gone to undergo my tribulation by the fifteenth night!"

Zhang Yang's heart pounded like a drum.

He didn't want to believe in these supernatural things, but logically speaking, Qian Xiuju, who hadn't gone up the mountain to participate in the hunting, couldn't possibly know that a weasel had injured its leg.

Even if she had heard what Zhao Dong said when she was out of her mind, she shouldn't know so much detail now, such as that the weasel injured her right leg!

Could it be...

Zhang Yang steadied himself and continued to coax money from Qian Xiuju.

"It's normal that you might run into a hunter patrolling the mountains late at night and accidentally get hurt."

"Besides, they only injured your leg, they didn't take your life, why are you so vengeful?"

"He prevented me from transcending the tribulation, so why can't I hold a grudge?!"

Qian Xiuju's voice became even shriller, filled with extreme resentment.

Zhang Yang: "The mountain hunter knew perfectly well that the weasel was the most vengeful, yet he still spared your life. This can be considered a balance of good and bad. If you ever have the chance to become an immortal in the future, you must not hold any grudges, otherwise it will be difficult to attain enlightenment."

He spoke these words in a very low voice.

He sounds like an old Taoist priest who often preaches and gives lectures in a Taoist temple.

Qian Xiuju seemed to be persuaded by him, but then her eyes darted around, and she seemed to realize something, looking at Zhang Yang with the eyes of someone looking at an enemy.

Qian Xiuju: "You went to so much trouble to say so many nice things... Could it be that you're the one who injured me?!"

Zhang Yang brandished his hunting rifle at her. "You've probably seen this before, haven't you? If I were the one who used it, it would have been a fatal shot, and you wouldn't be here today."

Qian Xiuju's eyes darted around again.

The range and speed of her rotation were not normal, making it look extremely bizarre and terrifying.

Zhang Yang continued to communicate with her.

"To be honest, the people that night didn't mean to hurt you! It was because people from two villages were fighting over a wolf, which led to a conflict, and you were accidentally injured in the chaos."

This isn't the first or second time he's tried to mislead people; he's become more and more adept at it, and he's almost starting to believe his own words.

"So, look on the bright side! If we had died that night, there would be no chance of us getting our money back now. At least we survived, and the only loss is a little bit of cultivation. We can just start over!"

Qian Xiuju glared at him, "No way! I'm going to get an explanation today!"

Zhang Yang frowned. "If you start acting all mysterious and offend people from both villages, and everyone hates weasels, will your family still have a chance to survive on the mountain?"

He pointed to Qian Xiuju's frail body and said, "Even if we assume that the owner of this body has no grudge against you, why are you tormenting a young girl like this?"

"No grudges or enmity?" Qian Xiuju became agitated again. "If this little girl hadn't told her father she wanted a yellow wolf pelt to make a wool hat, would I have bothered with her!"

Qian Xiuju started baring her teeth again, "She also said that it's because the weasel has a strong smell, so you have to scald it with boiling water while it's still alive! Scald it until it's fat and dies, then scrape off the skin! Keep the whole body of skin intact!"

"She's a villain! She's the biggest villain!"

Zhang Yang was speechless.

Plant good seeds, and you will reap good results.

But if the evil deed is sown and the weasel itself hears about it, then there's nothing that can be done.

Qian Xiuju let out another eerie laugh, which sent chills down the spines of everyone present.

"Let me go right now! I want her to die on this mountain!"

Zhang Yang didn't move.

When he was doing business, he had heard of a series of strange and chaotic stories along the coast.

Things like sea monkeys stealing children, mermaids seducing sailors, and eating their hearts and livers.

I only heard it as a story back then, but now it's really happened to me!

Folk sages have methods specifically for treating this condition.

It is said that if someone is possessed by a demon, all you need to do is find someone with a strong and upright birth chart, and apply their blood to the person's forehead to repel the evil spirit...

Zhang Yang thought to himself that his birth chart must be quite strong.

Otherwise, one couldn't live two lifetimes.

But he didn't want to take the risk.

He planned to offer his suggestions to the battalion commander later, and let the commander make the final decision.

Just as he was thinking this, Qian Xiuju suddenly sprang to her feet!

She shook off the thick cotton-padded coat covering him and broke the straw rope with almost impossible strength!

"You dare to call even more people... It seems you don't take me seriously at all!"

Qian Xiuju crawled on the ground like a wild beast, her hands gripping the bare snow tightly.

That posture was exactly like that of a weasel!

"I will never let you off easily!"

After saying this, she fled at top speed like a wild animal.

At the time, no one reacted, and even when they did, they didn't dare to raise their guns and fire.

"This...this is too weird!"

Gao Wu was on the verge of tears. "These deep mountains and forests are definitely not places that ordinary people can enter casually! One careless move and you could lose your life!"

Zhang Yang calmed himself down. "Did you hear what she just said? The captain should be coming soon. You two go and lead the way with the captain, I'll go after her!"

"Yangzi! Are you really going to pursue him?" Gao Wen had a deep-seated grudge against the people of Wulipu, and he secretly didn't want Zhang Yang to get involved, so he stopped him.

But Zhang Yang had his own concerns.

"If we let her run around causing trouble and creating panic, no one will be able to live a good life! It's better to catch her as soon as possible!"

Gao Wen sighed and let go of him.

Zhang Yang picked up the cotton-padded coat from the ground, quickly put it on, and then chased after Qian Xiuju in the direction she had fled.

However, Qian Xiuju disappeared without a trace after running away.

They searched the mountains all night, but found no trace of her.

Zhang Haiquan had already heard Zhao Dong explain it once before, and he found it incredible.

He couldn't believe it even a little bit!

However, after meeting with Zhang Yang and hearing his account of the aftermath, his expression instantly turned extremely grim.

"Why are there so many strange things happening this year?!" Zhang Haiquan exclaimed in anguish.

No one could answer his question.

In addition, everyone was tired, so the group kept quiet.

Zhang Haiquan, with his hands behind his back, ordered everyone: "What happened tonight, you are not allowed to tell anyone after we return to the village!"

"I'll go to Qian Weiguo's house to ask about the situation when it gets a little brighter!"

He then looked at Zhang Yang and said, "Don't worry, I won't say that you found out."

The two militia squads are currently at odds and irreconcilable. If this kind of trouble gets involved, they'll end up fighting again!

Zhang Yang thanked them repeatedly, and then led his men back to the village to rest.

……

Just as dawn broke, Qian Weiguo was dragged out of bed by his wife, who told him to go to the inner room to wake their youngest daughter up for breakfast.

Qian Weiguo didn't sleep well last night, feeling like something was pressing down on him. He's up now, but he's still sleepy.

He knew that his youngest daughter, Qian Xiuju, was also a heavy sleeper, and he figured he wouldn't be able to wake her up even if he tried so early.

It would be better to clear my head first, then boil water to wash my face before calling Qian Xiuju.

In a daze, Qian Weiguo walked to his own well.