Please control me, my divine being!

The Zhang family was one of the largest landowners in Huangshui Town, owning countless fertile fields. In years of famine, when people were starving and had no other choice, they had to sell their land to the Zhang family in exchange for food to survive the year.

Li Qinghe had seen this kind of thing many times since she was a child.

This outbreak of evil sores didn't even cause the Zhang family any loss.

They continued their lavish lifestyle of singing and dancing in the county town.

Even after the disaster, they could return to Huangshui Town and continue to be landlords, owning more land and more assets.

It's unfair, but that's reality.

Li Qinghe wasn't angry about this, because the Zhang family had always been wealthy since she was a child, and she wouldn't have thought much of it in the past.

But now, all the past events are coming together, making her thinking clearer and clearer.

The Zhang family is already so wealthy, why are they still not satisfied and want to harm others?

"Miss Li, don't be impulsive!"

I really didn't do such a thing. There's a misunderstanding. Our young master has also contracted the evil sores.

Manager Zhang hurriedly explained, "Think about it, how many years have you worked for the Zhang family? If it weren't for the Zhang family, you and your orphaned children would have starved to death long ago!"

"Yes, I really have to thank you."

Li Qinghe let out a long sigh: "These people in the shantytown have all sold their land to the Zhang family, and they can never buy it back. How can they survive without working for the Zhang family?"

"They sold them because they couldn't survive," Manager Zhang said, as if he wanted to say something more.

But no sooner had she finished speaking than the girl made her move.

Warm blood spurted from his neck, and his body collapsed limply to the ground.

Her hands trembled slightly.

Whether the killings were for self-defense or other reasons, they were almost always under the control of the gods.

This was the first time she had taken the initiative to act.

The friction of the blade against the skin was still as unpleasant as ever.

However, as the aura of the manager in front of her dissipated, she came to understand more things.

Whether it's the weasel, the Fa Cult, or the Zhang family—people who were once high above her and whom she could only look up to her for her entire life—they all only have one life.

They bleed and they die just like everyone else.

Even if they have immense wealth and vast fertile land, their lives are no different from anyone else's; they only have one life.

That's fairness.

It is God's way of giving fairness to everyone.

"So, you want me to see and figure it out for myself?" Li Qinghe gripped the wood-chopping knife tightly, her gaze fixed on the depths of the courtyard.

……

"Kill! I want to see rivers of blood!"

Inside the warm pavilion.

Zhou Qing felt a surge of comfort.

After being forced to develop for so long, I can finally go on a killing spree without worrying about losing sanity!

So what if it's the Zhang family or the Huang family? I'll exterminate them all.

This damn world should just be swept away.

Everything that happened in Huangshui Town made him, a modern man who had received years of compulsory education, feel an instinctive sense of nausea.

not to mention.

Aren't these people digging their own graves by doing this?

Throughout dynastic history, what good end did those dynasties that drove commoners to the point of starvation ultimately have?

Wouldn't his status as the heir apparent of Prince Ning be implicated by such corrupt officials?

These festering sores flowing through the kingdom must be removed before the dynasty can be revitalized.

of course,

My strength is still too weak, so I must proceed slowly and deliberately; haste makes waste.

"Unfortunately, the little believer is still a bit too weak." Zhou Qing kept a close eye on Li Qinghe's condition to prevent any accidents from happening.

dong dong!

Zheng Chi knocked on the door of the warm pavilion.

"Come in."

With a shout, the old butler entered, bowing as he carried a letter. "Young Master," he said, "Song Zhiguai has returned. And this is a letter from the Master himself, which he asked me to deliver to you when you feel the urge to go out."

Zhou Qing frowned.

Prince Ning was far away in the capital city of Sili, so this letter was obviously prepared long ago and was just waiting to be presented at the right time.

What brilliant plan?

Opening the letter, there were only a few words on it.

"Upon your return to Jiang'an Prefecture, you should diligently study and strive to cultivate your character. If you dare to sneak away before the end of the year, climb over walls, or go on horseback to meet friends, you will be confined to your quarters for a year."

As expected, we still can't get out.

I finally managed to go out, and I was immediately warned.

Recalling the original owner's feelings towards Prince Ning, most of them were fear. This Prince Ning truly meant what he said.

"Young Master, the Prince is only thinking of you. If there's anything you want to do, just let me know," Zheng Chi said, clearly aware of the letter's contents.

"Alright, alright, I won't go out before the Dragon King Festival."

Zhou Qing put the letter aside, went outside into the courtyard, and walked through the long corridor.

Song Lin and the vendor waited respectfully.

"Young master, we haven't found the person you're looking for." The towering man bent down, his voice low and deep: "I am willing to accept punishment."

Zhou Qing naturally did not blame Song Lin.

It's not that the person who rolled up the curtain escaped, but rather that they were never found.

He turned to look at the vendor.

The man trembled and hurriedly explained, "Your Highness, I have never lied to you. I've been doing this for years, and this person always lived in the brothel, but who knew he would disappear today?"

Zhou Qing glanced at him indifferently: "I'll give you three days."

"Yes, yes, I will definitely find it, I will definitely find it."

"Song Lin, keep an eye on her these next few days."

After saying that, Zhou Qing stopped worrying about these trivial matters.

Zheng Chi took out his cheap father's letter, and he knew he couldn't just leave the palace. He would probably have to wait until after the New Year and the Dragon King Festival to see how Prince Ning would react.

In this way.

It's even more difficult to influence the outside world.

"We can't find the curtain-roller for now. Perhaps we should get closer to Su Tangyu and start with her. Since they're a theatrical troupe from Yuyang County, they might have connections with some extraordinary forces in Yuyang."

...

After Zhou Qing returned to the warm pavilion, Li Qinghe's affairs with the Zhang family were coming to an end.

With her current physical condition after the second sacrificial ceremony, facing the Zhang family's guards would be like a complete disaster.

However, she ultimately held back and only killed a few core members of the Zhang family. Now she had reached the Zhang family ancestral hall and was preparing to eliminate the pot-bellied patriarch of the Zhang family when a notification popped up.

Everything you've done to the Zhang family has come to light, and your infamy is spreading throughout Lianshan City.

The inner torment and pleasurable slaughter attracted the attention of a secular deity deep within the Zhang family ancestral hall. This deity attempted to use its power to corrupt and corrupt this potentially spiritual seed.

Without any warning.

An extremely strong musical drumbeat rang in my ears.

Zhou Qing stared at the interface.

Unlike before, this time the music is more eerie and terrifying, and the battle scenes and settings are not the same as the previous battle flag battlefields.

What appeared before my eyes was a simple full-body sketch of a young girl.

You can roughly tell the girl's body shape and figure.

At this moment, around the girl, one red bubble sphere after another emerged from the edge of the air and rushed into her body.

Above is a special progress bar: Li Qinghe's sanity is 98% (determined by mental attributes, trust in the deity, and admiration level).

Each red ball that emerges from the edge merges into the girl's body, making the entire sketch of the girl darker and redder, as if she were about to turn evil.

The progress bar above will also decrease accordingly.

"So I have to stop these red balls from invading the character's body."

Zhou Qing stretched out her finger and touched a red ball. With a pop, the bubble gently burst and dissipated.

He breathed a slight sigh of relief.

Okay, it turns out to be a bubble-popping mini-game.