It doesn't matter if your souls are scattered, as long as you die.

Under the suppression of the field manager and others, Yunxuan gradually calmed down.

No rush. As long as she doesn't die, there's still a chance to get rid of this brat.

Before that, Old Man Tian invited a barefoot doctor from the forest farm to come over.

Both of their wounds looked frightening, but thankfully neither was fatal.

Liu'er had two cuts on her head. After the bleeding was stopped, the barefoot doctor asked, "Are you dizzy? Do you feel nauseous?"

Liu'er said that nothing was wrong, and everyone was relieved.

As for Yunxuan, most of her injuries were on her shoulders and arms, with only one on her stomach.

Even inside the house, she was wearing quite a few clothes, and since Liu'er was stabbing her randomly in the process of fighting her, the force wasn't too great, and she only pierced the skin.

After treating their wounds, the manager asked with a serious expression, "Tell me, what exactly happened?"

Yunxuan opened her mouth, wanting to say that Yunli was the murderer in the bone-crushing case, but then she thought better of it.

Now, most people across the country probably know that the perpetrator of the bone-crushing case specifically targeted members of the Jiazigou bloodline.

This place is remote, and people may not know what Jiazigou is, but if you tell her she is the murderer, she might reveal that she is of Jiazigou blood and what the people of Jiazigou did.

At that time, in everyone's eyes, she may no longer be the feared Bonebreaker, but a hero.

She would then become someone who is despised by others.

By then, the power of the farm manager's connections to help her would likely be ineffective.

After all, she knew all too well how much people hated human traffickers.

However, she remained silent, but Liu'er had something to say. She pointed to the kang (a heated brick bed) and said, "Director, there's a weasel demon hiding in that quilt. It's disguised as a child and walking around in the snow, deliberately trying to scare people."

After being calmed down by the farm manager's wife, Liu'er thought about what to say.

Not only can it eliminate the panic caused by A-Li, but it can also directly deal with this beast that harmed Aunt Jiaoyue.

Hearing her say that the weasel turning into a child was terrifying, the farm manager and the others immediately felt a chill run down their spines.

Looking at the bulging part of the quilt on the kang (a heated brick bed), I was drenched in cold sweat.

Yunxuan immediately understood Liu'er's intention and quickly explained, "Nonsense, this is just my pet, not some kind of monster."

Pointing at Liu'er, she said to the farm manager with righteous indignation, "Farm manager, she is promoting feudal superstition. I am formally reporting her here, and I hope you will not cover it up."

The farm manager looked at Yunxuan speechlessly. The country had eradicated superstition, but their place was remote and not so strict.

In addition, whether some things are superstitions or not, they have all witnessed them with their own eyes.

Ten years ago, everyone witnessed the red-clad snow ghost disappear and reappear in an instant.

If it's not a ghost, what else could it be!

The farm manager ignored Yunxuan's report and instead looked at Liu'er and Yunli sitting next to her.

"Liu'er, who is she?"

Liu'er grasped Yun Li's hand, her eyes filled with tears, and said with heartache, "Uncle, this is my great-aunt's little granddaughter."

"My cousin has had a tough time. Her family favors boys over girls. Although she wasn't abandoned, she started working when she was two years old and never had enough to eat."

"Look how old she is."

"Looks like he's four or five years old," the farm manager's wife said after looking Yun Li up and down.

"I was wrong, Auntie." Liu'er wiped away her tears. "My little sister is eight years old this year..."

She wasn't sure how old Ali was this year, so she looked at the person next to her, hoping for a hint.

"Not eight years old, ten years old." Yun Li lowered her head after saying that.

Upon hearing this, everyone was incredulous that a ten-year-old child could be so small.

You can imagine how bad her life must have been.

Yunxuan smiled and said, "It's good that you're not doing well."

Liu'er noticed her movements, glared at her resentfully, and continued, "Uncle, before the New Year, I went to town to buy things and met someone from my great-aunt's side. I asked him about my great-aunt's family situation."

When he learned that I had a little cousin who was having a very difficult time in that patriarchal family, he said she probably wouldn't grow up.

Immediately, I thought of my five older sisters whom I had never met. Considering that my family was relatively well-off, I gave that man some money and asked him to find a way to bring my little cousin over.

"I just forgot the agreed time, and the roads were blocked by heavy snow, so I didn't go to town."

"My aunt mentioned finding some children's footprints today, and I thought it might be my little cousin who had come to visit. So I went to pick her up, and I didn't expect to find her at the entrance of town."

"But I never expected that when I came back..."

She paused, and everyone's hearts jumped. "What happened on the way back?"

Liu'er glared resentfully at the bulge in the blanket. "When I came back, a kid blocked my way and asked me what it looked like."

When I saw it was a small child, I joked, "You look like a little winter melon."

"But who could have imagined that the child would suddenly change his expression, then transform into a weasel, and fart at me?"

Everyone's hearts were pounding as they listened, their minds filled with the image of that vanished footprint.

That's right, it must have been the weasel that turned into a child and came out. No wonder the footprints disappeared; it must have transformed and run away later.

As for why the weasels didn't ask them for titles, it must be because they thought the weasels were old, experienced, and not easily fooled.

So they set their sights on Liu'er, who was young and inexperienced.

The others clearly believed it, and Yunxuan laughed in exasperation. If Dahuang could become human, would it need to cultivate so diligently?

Its ultimate goal in cultivation is not ascension, but to become human.

She looked at Liu'er and shouted angrily, "You're talking nonsense! Dahuang is just an ordinary weasel that can't even speak. How could it possibly turn into a human?"

"Besides, Da Huang hasn't left the house all day; you were the ones who suddenly broke in."

"It's utterly baffling."

"Ha!" Liu'er scoffed coldly, walked directly to the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), and yanked off the quilt.

There hadn't been a sound from under the covers for so long; it turned out that Wong Tai Sin had already fallen into a coma.

Seeing this, Yunxuan pushed Liu'er away and covered herself with the quilt again, her eyes full of worry.

Liu'er ignored her and flung her leg open again, grabbing Huang Daxian's leg and pointing the sole of its foot towards the farm manager. "Farm manager, look, this is proof that it went out."

There were black things on the soles of my feet; they were immediately noticeable.

The farm manager's wife took a closer look and recognized the black substance as tree bark fragments.

Liu'er then pointed to Huang Daxian's body, "These injuries were also caused by fighting with my family's Black Bean, Yellow Bean, and Ma Bean."

Looking at the injuries, the farm manager's wife thought to herself, "Liu'er's three cats are truly warriors among cats."

Not only can it guard the house, but it can also catch rabbits and even hold its own against wolves.

what!

Why doesn't this wound look like a cat scratch? It looks more like it was pecked by something.

"Liu'er, did your cat do this wound too?"

Liu'er looked over and recognized that it was the big white goose that had made it, but it didn't seem right to tell the truth at this point.

After all, no one here actually raises geese, so saying that Ali brought them is even more absurd.

We can't even get enough to eat at home, let alone bring geese here.

"Could this have been pecked by that big white goose outside?"

Someone muttered this.