Once seen, that face is hard to forget.
Especially for Yan Zhuang, it was a constant obsession.
He had been with countless women in town, but he still felt that Li Linyu, the one he couldn't obtain back then, was the most beautiful!
Even the charming women in bustling cities couldn't compare to one of Li Linyu's slender jade fingers.
As the saying goes, what you can't get is always the most alluring, and what you can't get is the most beautiful.
"You, aren't you dead?"
Yan Zhuang had personally witnessed Li Linyu falling from the mountain, her limbs broken and deformed, blood staining the ground red. How could she look like nothing had happened now?
The town chief was terrified by Li Linyu's appearance in the courtyard, his face pale.
His legs went weak, and he sat down on the ground, trembling, saying, "She's come down! She's come down from the mountain! She's here for revenge!"
"Bullshit! It must be someone pretending. That woman is trapped in the mountains, how could she enter the town? Damn it, trying to scare me, I'll beat you to death!"
Yan Zhuang shouted angrily, turning his stiff body towards the house, wanting to grab the iron rod inside.
But at that moment, an extremely cold gust of wind blew past, like a ghost passing by, turning into a dense black mist that poured into his facial features.
Whoosh!
The cold swept through his entire body, and Yan Zhuang felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, his whole body stiff with cold. The black mist lifted him into the air, accompanied by the clamorous howls of fierce ghosts, as if countless dead souls had returned to torture him to death.
Yan Zhuang's skin instantly turned pale and bloodless, and icy frost appeared, as he screamed in agony.
Seeing his son controlled by the vengeful spirit, the town chief suddenly gathered strength and stood up, grabbing his son's lower body, trying to pull him down from the air.
"Stop it! Let go of my Zhuang'er!"
The town chief shouted in terror, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't pull his son down.
He could only watch helplessly as his son was invaded by the vengeful spirit, convulsing in the air, his eyes rolling back, screaming incessantly.
Li Linyu held a pure white oiled paper umbrella, slowly walking to the eaves from the rain, her posture graceful and beautiful, her jade-like face full of coldness and killing intent.
The town chief stiffly turned his head.
Clearly a delicate and beautiful face, but at this moment, in his heart, it was as terrifying as a life-threatening ghost.
Li Linyu, whose body had been cold for months, had returned!
"Please, spare my Zhuang'er..." The town chief's face showed a sad expression, pleading, "I am willing to bear everything for Zhuang'er. If you want to kill, then kill me. It's all my fault, it has nothing to do with Zhuang'er!"
"Do you think you can escape? Aiding and abetting, condoning and protecting Yan Zhuang's rape and abduction of women, you deserve to die too!"
Li Linyu's words were cold, and she lightly raised her hand.
Countless vengeful souls turned into black mist, sweeping through the entire courtyard!
Although the town chief did not rape women, he condoned his son, and did not save the women in the town when they were in danger. What difference was there between him and those who raped women?
He was also a scumbag, and at the same time, he was a hypocrite, pretending to be innocent and deceiving all the people in the town.
"No, that's not true, please spare me... Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah!!"
The town chief's old body trembled, and he was screaming miserably as the black mist poured into his entire body, and like Yan Zhuang, he was suspended in the air, his whole body cold and covered in frost.
Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack...
A series of bone-crushing sounds rang out continuously, starting from the smallest finger bones, gradually spreading to the arms, chest, and head!
The bones of the father and son were crushed little by little by the vengeful souls, and their screams never stopped.
When all the bones in their bodies were crushed, the two of them smashed to the ground like a pile of烂肉, with a muffled sound.
Li Linyu slightly raised her palm, pulling out the souls of the father and son.
Their expressions were terrified, and they kept wailing and begging for mercy.
However, Li Linyu didn't even lift her eyelids. Hundreds and thousands of vengeful souls flew out of the dark mist, tearing at their souls.
Physical torment alone was not enough, they also had to suffer the pain of soul tearing, in order to avenge the people who died in the town, and to let the women who had been raped vent their hatred.
The two women in the house, bound by red ropes, watched the father and son die miserably, feeling scared and relieved at the same time.
Li Linyu glanced at them lightly, and a gust of yin wind suddenly blew in the house, and the red ropes binding their bodies fell off on their own.
The two women, after being rescued, cried bitterly on the spot, kneeling and kowtowing to Li Linyu: "Thank you, Miss Li, for saving us! Thank you for avenging us!"
"It was all our fault before, we didn't recognize the Yan family's true colors, and we even caused you to die in the mountains."
"We are really sorry!"
The two of them kowtowed until their foreheads bled, feeling grateful and repenting at the same time.
Back then, Li Linyu died in the mountains, and they were more or less involved.
Because they listened to Yan Zhuang's words and chased after her, forcing Li Linyu to escape into the mountains, and finally die there.
Li Linyu seemed to no longer care about this. She nodded slightly, accepting their kowtow and apology.
Accompanied by a gentle yin wind, she quietly disappeared from the town chief's house.
......
The next morning, it was drizzling.
The news of the town chief and his son's tragic death at home quickly spread throughout Stone Town.
The two rescued women exposed what happened last night. Looking at the two lumps of blurred flesh and blood in the house, the people of Stone Town couldn't help but feel chilled to the bone.
All the women who had been harmed by Yan Zhuang also stood up at this moment to testify, completely revealing the Yan family's actions over the years.
Regarding the matter of Li Linyu's vengeful spirit returning to brutally kill the Yan family father and son, the townspeople applauded and cheered after hearing about it.
It was hard to imagine how many more families Yan Zhuang would have harmed if Li Linyu had not returned to take revenge, and when the scandals in the town would have been exposed.
In order to thank Li Linyu for her kindness, and also to worry that Li Linyu's soul would retaliate against the entire Stone Town.
The townspeople organized hundreds of people to go up the mountain together, scattering paper money from the town to the forest, worshiping the dead Li Linyu, and begging for her forgiveness.
The momentum was huge, and the sacrificial ritual was in full swing.
Li Linyu, who was kneeling and saying goodbye in front of the ancestral grave, couldn't help but laugh and cry after hearing the clamor. Everyone thought she was dead, including herself.
Who would have thought that she had not actually died, and now she was welcoming a new life?
"Do you want to explain to the townspeople?" Chen Changsheng asked.
Li Linyu shook her head and smiled: "There's no need. Li Linyu of Stone Town is already dead. From now on, there will only be Yu Niang, who follows by Gongzi's side."
"Is Yu Niang going to live with us from now on?"
Miao Miao, who was standing next to her Shifu, suddenly reacted and couldn't help but ask curiously.
From Li Linyu's appearance to kneeling in front of the ancestral grave, Miao Miao only knew that this beautiful sister was called Li Linyu, and her nickname was Yu Niang.
But she didn't understand why the other party was following them until this moment when she suddenly realized.
Li Linyu smiled softly and said, "Yes, please give me your guidance from now on, Miss Miao Miao."
"Guidance?"
Miao Miao thought about what she could teach, and suddenly her pretty face turned red.
Chen Changsheng couldn't help but reach out and tap her forehead.
There was no reprimand or praise. Only he knew what his silly disciple had just thought of...
