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Tao tilted her head and looked at the shopkeeper, as if she was seriously considering the suggestion.

After a moment, she shook her head: "Not very good."

You have committed numerous evils and deserve to die!

"Today I will kill you all; that will be doing the people a favor!"

Tao'er said fiercely.

"Girl, no, heroine, spare my life!"

Please, please let us go. We'll never do anything bad again.

"Heroine, spare our lives! My brother and I swear to heaven, we will never kill again..."

The two brothers begged for mercy in unison.

After all, nobody is unafraid of death!

Tao'er took two steps closer, twirling the dagger between her fingers: "You just said that about ten people died."

When those people begged for mercy, did you let them go?

Now you know how to beg for mercy, but let me tell you, it's no use!

Don't forget, you just tried to kill my brother and me!

The last trace of a smile on the shopkeeper's face vanished.

Without another word, Tao'er swiftly brought down her dagger, plunging it straight into the shopkeeper's left chest.

"ah………"

The shopkeeper screamed in agony as blood gushed from the knife wound, quickly soaking his chest.

He was trembling all over from the pain, his face covered in sweat. He tried to cover it with his hands, but they were tied and he couldn't move them.

The waiter was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he shrank back as fast as he could, almost tipping the chair over.

Tao'er pulled out the dagger, and blood splattered on her face, but she didn't wipe it off. She turned and walked towards the waiter.

"No...don't kill me!" The waiter's voice changed. "Grandma, ancestor!"

I beg you, please don't kill me!

"I'll do anything you ask!"

Tao'er squatted down in front of him and tapped his nose with a blood-stained dagger: "I don't have to kill you."

Where did you hide the stolen silver?

Tell me, and I'll spare your life.

The waiter paused for a moment, then nodded frantically: "I'll talk, I'll talk!"

The silver is in the cellar inside the house!

Really, I'm not lying to you!

Tao'er stood up and looked in the direction he pointed. Sure enough, there was a large earthenware jar in the corner of the room.

She walked over, moved the jar aside, and underneath it was a thick wooden board.

She lifted the wooden board, and a wave of dampness rushed out. It was pitch black underneath, and she couldn't see anything.

She lit a tinderbox and shone it inside, and could vaguely see several wooden boxes.

"The silver is all down there. Miss, heroine, now that you've found the silver, please untie us!" the waiter said urgently.

Once he's free, he'll definitely find a brat who's begging for death!

Anyone who dares to treat him like that is courting death!

Tao ignored him and took the tinderbox down to the cellar.

The cellar wasn't deep; after descending a dozen or so wooden steps, your feet would touch solid ground.

She picked up the tinderbox and saw that it really did have everything: several large chests filled with silver ingots and copper coins.

There were also some gold and silver jewelry.

There were piles of cloth next to them, all of them fine silk.

There were also several paintings and calligraphy works, and a few pieces of porcelain, in a box in the corner.

On the other side of the wooden shelf were bags of rice and flour.

Tao looked around and suddenly smiled. There were quite a few things!

With a wave of her hand, everything in front of her disappeared one by one, entering her space.

Finally, in a corner, what she saw astonished her.

It turned out to be a pile of bones. It was clear that in addition to the skeletons of adults, there were also the skeletons of several children, which meant that some of the dead were children.

Tao'er gritted her teeth, wishing she could kill those two heartless demons with a single blow!

However, she changed her mind; killing them with one blow would be too easy for them.

We must slowly torture them to death, letting them die in fear, pain, agony, and despair.

It took Tao'er fifteen minutes to empty the cellar. She took one last look at the pile of white bones and murmured, "Rest in peace!"

Today I will avenge you!

She then slowly climbed up.

The waiter stared at her expectantly. When she came up, he quickly said, "Miss, we've told you where the money is. Please let us go!"

We have nothing left now, so please have mercy and let us brothers go!

We brothers were forced into this situation; we were driven by the necessities of life!

Tao'er nodded: "Well said, forced by life's circumstances, very well!"

"If you want me to release you, I can, but wait..."

Upon hearing this, the two immediately broke into triumphant smiles.

That girl is such a fool, believing them like that.

Just wait and see how I kill you!

Tao walked over, squatted down, and with a swift motion, severed the tendons in the waiter's left and right feet and hands.

Before the waiter could react, a sharp pain shot through him. He opened his mouth to scream, but Tao'er, quick as a flash, stuffed a rag from the table into his mouth.

The screams turned into muffled groans as he convulsed in pain, his eyes bulging out of their sockets and veins popping out of his face.

The shopkeeper was terrified at the sight and desperately shrank back, the chair scraping against the ground with a screeching sound.

Tao'er didn't give him a chance. With a swift movement, she severed the tendons in both of his feet.

Next comes the hands.

The two people slumped in their chairs like dead fish, rags stuffed in their mouths, whimpering.

Blood flowed down their hands and feet, pooling on the ground.

After thinking for a moment, Tao'er took a knife and blinded one of their eyes. The reason she left one eye open was so that they could see with their own eyes the punishment they were about to suffer.

Tao'er stood up, looked at her masterpiece, and nodded in satisfaction.

It's not that she's ruthless; it's that these two people are so heinous that they deserve to die!

She clapped her hands, dragged the two people along with their chairs to the cellar entrance, and pushed them down one by one.

Two muffled thuds came from the cellar, along with whimpering sounds of struggle.

Tao'er stood up and looked down. It was pitch black and she couldn't see anything, but she knew that there were two people down there, their arms and legs broken, unable to climb up, unable to scream, and could only wait to die little by little.

She covered it with a wooden board, moved the large earthenware jar back to its original position, and went to the kitchen to fetch a basin of water to wash the blood off her hands.

This time the harvest was good, and most importantly, we did a great thing by eliminating two major demons.

Then Tao'er walked to the cellar entrance, squatted down, and said to the crack in the wooden planks, "You killed more than a dozen people, and their wronged souls are probably still waiting."

I won't kill you, but I'll let you experience what it's like to cry out to heaven and earth in vain.

There's no food or water in this cellar, so you'll have to suffer through it.

When you die, rats will come and gnaw on your flesh, words will come and drink your blood, and maggots will come and visit you.

This is retribution for your ruthless killing.

There were only muffled sounds coming from below, it was hard to tell if they were pleas for mercy or curses.

Tao'er stood up, about to go back to her room to check on Ayan, when she suddenly heard a loud knocking on the door.

The sound was muffled and urgent, and it was particularly jarring in the quiet night.

Tao'er's hand touched the dagger again, then she left the house, closed the door, and went to the front door to open it.

But in his heart he wondered if anyone would come to stay overnight or have a meal in the middle of the night.