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Upon realizing it was just a child, Sang Huan immediately stepped over.

When Sang Huan got closer and saw the scene clearly, her breath caught in her throat.

Behind the wooden plank blocked by the overturned car, a woman's corpse lay face down, her unclosed eyes still showing signs of terror.

She was lying face down on the table, with a thin, floral-patterned cloth underneath, which she must have grabbed temporarily to cover herself.

One side of the fabric had already fallen down, revealing most of the shivering little boy's body inside.

As if sensing someone watching him, the little boy curled up inside the wooden board trembled, his large, watery black eyes filled with tears and fear as he looked on.

After realizing that it wasn't Shang Fuyan who had scolded him, the fear in the little boy's eyes subsided considerably. He shrank back and asked in a tearful voice.

"Are you...are you from out of town?"

"Yes, we mean no harm, you don't need to be afraid. Can you tell me what happened here?"

Sang Huan winked at him, softening her voice so the little boy would realize her goodwill.

Sure enough, hearing her tone, which was completely different from before, the little boy, who was originally nervous, immediately relaxed a lot, and then he crawled out without hesitation.

Looking around, he shrank back fearfully when he met Shang Fuyan's gaze.

Then, pursing his lips, he gestured for Sang Huan to follow him. After leading the two to the nearest room and closing the door, he grabbed the hem of his clothes and spoke anxiously.

"You'd better hurry, or it'll be too late! Three lunatics have appeared in our town, and they're killing people everywhere! Even the soldiers can't do anything about it! They killed my parents!"

In the end, the little boy clenched his back teeth tightly, and as large tears fell, resentment appeared in his eyes.

Based on the boy's description, Sang Huan could roughly guess that those people were the three bandits they had encountered in the forest earlier.

But Sang Huan had dealt with those three people before, even though they said they would kill them and rob them of their money.

However, Sang Huan could clearly sense that the three of them were not tainted by the karma of killing, which was why Sang Huan agreed to let Shang Fuyan go when they begged for mercy.

How could someone who has lived for decades only robbing money and never killing suddenly go crazy and start killing people?

Sang Huan would never believe that there wasn't someone else pulling the strings behind the scenes.

Sang Huan knew without even thinking who had done it, and a cold glint flashed in her eyes.

Looking at the little boy in front of her, whose face was full of resentment, Sang Huan squatted down and spoke gently and softly.

"If you're telling us to leave, why are you staying here?"

"Because I'm going to kill them!"

The little boy answered without hesitation, his chest heaving as he looked at the somewhat surprised Sang Huan.

"My parents died at the hands of those three lunatics! They ruined our home! I'm going to kill them to avenge them!"

Otherwise, how could he possibly live with himself?

Seeing the barely concealed resentment and anger in the eyes of the boy, who was not even ten years old, Sang Huan's heart sank.

Sang Huan was taken aback, then pursed her lips tightly.

"Feel sorry……"

If she hadn't underestimated the ferocity of those immortals and hadn't failed to take precautions, the town wouldn't have ended up like this.

She does bear some responsibility in this matter.

"Why should my sister apologize!"

The little boy listened to Sang Huan's words and looked at her with some confusion.

"This wasn't your fault! Those lunatics are the ones who deserve to die! They're the ones who killed the villagers! They're the ones who should pay the price!"

Sang Huan met his clear, black-and-white eyes, which burned with fierce anger. She remained silent for a moment, then a faint smile appeared on her lips.

"What's your name?"

"My name is Yang Shaoqin! 'Shao' means 'young and promising,' and 'Qin' means 'respectful and virtuous.' It's the name my mother gave me!"

"Alright, Shaoqin, do you want to avenge your parents, and the uncles and aunts in town?"

"think!"

"Okay," Sang Huan nodded, agreeing to his request.

"But Shaoqin, I want to make this clear to you: those three people are not the real killers; they were being controlled by someone."

"What?!"

"But don't worry, I'll help you catch those bad guys so you can avenge your family and friends. You and your brother can just wait for me inside, okay?"

"But won't something happen to my sister?"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Shaoqin's eyes flashed with joy and excitement, but at the same time, knowing the seriousness of the matter, he became somewhat worried after realizing what was happening.

Seeing this, Sang Huan's beautiful red lips curved slightly, and she reached out to rub the little boy's fluffy head.

"Yes, sister will be fine, Shaoqin, don't worry, just wait for her here."

After she finished speaking, she stood up straight and met the man's worried eyes.

Huanhuan.

"Don't worry, I'll be back in less than fifteen minutes. You and Shaoqin stay here and don't wander off."

Sang Huan blinked her beautiful, watery peach blossom eyes at Shang Fuyan, then turned and left without hesitation.

"Brother, is something wrong with sister? Should we go help her?"

Yang Shaoqin was still worried no matter what he thought about it, and finally looked to Shang Fuyan behind him for help.

Knowing that his little wife was no ordinary person, Shang Fuyan also had worries, but he knew that this was not something he could decide.

After all, given the young wife's attitude and the sudden loss of control among the three...

Shang Fuyan's long eyelashes trembled. He raised his slender fingers and rubbed Yang Shaoqin's head.

"Honey, your sister is amazing. Just sit here and trust her."

Rather than running out without knowing the situation and causing trouble for Huanhuan, Shang Fuyan chose to listen to her and stay.

Even without sufficient strength, he should at least fulfill Huanhuan's request, shouldn't he?

If something happens to Huanhuan...

It doesn't matter, they are husband and wife, even if they die, they will die together.

He won't let her leave alone.

"But……"

"obedient."

The man's long, raven-feathered hair drooped slightly, and his indifferent, cold gaze fell upon Yang Shaoqin, who was about to say something, and he suddenly fell silent.

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"Still no trace?"

Inside the most magnificent mansion in town, Lin Yue sat on a grand chair with his eyes lowered, savoring a bowl of celestial tea he had taken from his storage space.

Then, he raised his eyes and coldly looked down at the three mortals who had been fed puppet pills.

"Reporting back to the Immortal of Linyue, we have followed your instructions and slaughtered the entire population of the town. We have not found the person in the portrait."

"Tsk..."

Lin Yue suddenly felt that this excellent tea had lost its flavor.

According to the compass readings, the Fusang deity should have disappeared in this vicinity.

However, their exact whereabouts are unknown, and Lin Yue does not want to clear all the nearby hills to search for them.

If such a commotion were to cause too much of a stir and the news were to leak out, the immortals and gods who sided with the Fusang God would certainly seize the opportunity to make a scene.

Left with no other choice, Lin Yue was furious. Since he couldn't do it himself, he would let these three mortals do it!

Hasn't the Fusang God always favored mortals?

Even after being reincarnated as a human, they are busy helping those lowly mortals govern the country.

If that's the case, then he'll make these mortals kill each other! To force him out!

But as they waited and waited, almost everyone in the town had died, and Fusang still hadn't appeared.

Lin Yue's heart sank. She felt that the face of the Fusang God was too attractive, and it was very likely that he would be picked up by those greedy humans and taken home as their husband.

If they were to be defiled by mortals, where would their dignity as immortals and gods be?

The more Lin Yue thought about it, the worse his mood became. He simply lost patience and started controlling his three puppets to search and exterminate families one by one.

To avoid any mishaps.

The ear-piercing screams and wails were incessant, and the thick, pungent smell of rust permeated the air.

For the lofty and aloof Immortal Lin Yue, it was nothing short of an invisible defilement.

So he simply waved his hand, setting up a barrier around himself to isolate everything, and then leisurely waited for the message to be delivered.

But the news that arrived plunged his good mood into despair.

The Fusang God clearly disappeared around here, how could there be no trace of him in this town?!

Could it be that he fell into a nearby cliff?!

Impossible. He could suddenly disappear from the place where he was being chased. He must have been rescued.

The cliffs around here are steep, and he had already used his divine sense to search the area, but he couldn't detect the other party's presence at all. How could this be...?

wrong!

What if the other party was taken away and isolated by an array, their aura concealed?!

But Lin Yue, as one of the earliest immortals in the immortal realm, possesses profound magical power that is unmatched by ordinary immortals. How could he possibly fail to find out?

What on earth is going on?!

Or perhaps, someone is pulling the strings behind the scenes!?

Lin Yue frowned, and just as he was deep in thought, the tightly closed door outside was kicked open.

Before Lin Yue could even look up and see who it was, a powerful surge of spiritual energy suddenly rushed over!

Caught completely off guard, Lin Yue was struck squarely and slammed into the wall behind him with a loud "bang," creating a large hole in it!

Then, he landed heavily, spitting out a mouthful of blood that soaked through most of his sky-blue clothes!

"Was it you who sent men to massacre this Yang Family Village?"

A clear, cool voice rang out, and a woman in a light green dress walked slowly against the light.

Lin Yue clutched his chest, incredulous at his utter helplessness in the face of such an attack, and simultaneously filled with extreme rage.

"Who are you! Don't you know I am a celestial being from the Heavenly Realm? How dare you ambush me? Aren't you afraid of celestial punishment?"

"The Celestial Realm? Is that some kind of powerful thing?"

As the woman slowly approached, Lin Yue gradually got a clear look at her.

She has a delicate, small oval face, bright and clear peach blossom eyes, rosy cheeks, and exposed skin that is as smooth and beautiful as jade.

She is so beautiful that even Feng Yuan would pale in comparison.

But the thought that such a delicate beauty had beaten him up like this made Lin Yue's face even uglier.

"How dare you! You even insult the Heavenly Realm! If you kneel down now, admit your mistake, and come back with me to become a celestial servant, I will not pursue the matter of today's events! Otherwise, your soul will be shattered and you will never be reincarnated!"

"To scatter their soul and condemn them to eternal damnation? That's truly a vicious method..."

Lin Yue thought the man was frightened by him and was about to raise his chin to order the other man to help him up quickly.

But the woman slowly raised a smile, her soft and sweet voice carrying a very faint laugh.

"Since the immortal has brought it up, let's use this method to apologize to the people of Yangjia Town."

Having said that, Sang Huan lightly tapped her fingertip.

Tender green vines rose from the ground, binding Lin Yue's limbs. Sang Huan slightly turned her fingertips, and the vines suddenly tightened, digging deep into Lin Yue's flesh!

"How dare you! Who are you?! I am a Celestial Venerable from the Upper Realm! How dare you treat me like this? Aren't you afraid of retribution—Ah!!!"

"Noisy."

Green vines climbed up the man's neck and tightened, the suffocating feeling suddenly choking the words Lin Yue was about to say.

"Cough...cough...um..."

The spiritual energy was gradually absorbed into the body along the vines, and the little dodder flower couldn't help but squint its eyes in satisfaction and let out a sigh.

Absorbing the spiritual power of such a beast is truly effortless.

The smell was a bit unpleasant, but it didn't matter; she had the system purify it.

[Host, take it easy, don't let the second male lead die.]

"No, I'm not a murderous villain, don't worry~"

The primordial power was completely drained along the dodder vine, and only then did Sang Huan drag the half-dead Lin Yue, who had become a mortal, and the other four unlucky men towards the house where Shang Fuyan was.

When the door opened, Sang Huan saw Shang Fuyan and Yang Shaoqin, one big and one small, standing in the middle of the door like two wooden stakes. Hearing the noise, they both looked up and stared at each other.

Sang Huan: ...

Her expression was somewhat indescribable. Before she could even speak, Yang Shaoqin, who was standing next to her, saw the murderers who killed his parents and his eyes turned red. He grabbed a wooden stick from the side and charged towards the three big men!

"I'm going to kill you all! You wicked people! I'm going to avenge my parents!"

The boy, barely ten years old, clenched his teeth. His mother's gentleness when she brought him candied hawthorns, and his father's frustration at his studies, though he was driven to despair by his mother's words, were all part of his gentle guidance.

My mother said, "Shaoqin, you must study hard. Otherwise, you won't be able to pass the imperial examinations when you grow up, and you'll only be able to watch others become high-ranking officials."

My father said, "Shaoqin, if you don't pass the imperial examinations, you'll only be stuck in this small town of Yangjia. Don't you really want to see the bustling capital?"

Yangjia Town is great; he has many childhood friends with him.

They might argue over some toys, but they'll make up the next day.

If you get hungry, you can go to the uncles and aunts nearby for a bite to eat. The grandma who sets up a sesame seed cake stall at the village entrance will give you fragrant and crispy sesame seed cakes.

Grandma would also ask them with a smile if they had enough to eat and if they wanted another piece.

The adults in the family were angry that they were disobedient and went to beg from their grandmother. They chased after them and beat them, but the sticks they raised never came down.

Because Grandma would stop them, saying that the little ones could eat whatever they wanted, since they were all her grandchildren and it wouldn't bother them.

But now everything is gone!

Mother is gone, Father is gone!

All those uncles and aunts, and her friends, are gone too!

Only he, this good-for-nothing, survived because his mother desperately covered his mouth and covered his mother's corpse!

He wants to avenge his parents! And avenge his uncles, aunts, and friends!

And Grandma too!

Mingming, these three naughty kids were children that Grandma picked up from outside. They were raised by Grandma and the villagers, who fed them with food and milk!

They also often go to eat Grandma's sesame seed cakes!

But why was the first person to brandish a knife after they entered the village the grandmother?

They have no heart at all!!!

My mother said they robbed the money to save Grandma's leg injury—it's all a lie! It's all a lie!!!

They are not human, they have no conscience!!!