So no matter what, she could not admit it.
At that moment, Fang Yunchi’s sword rested against Li Meiyun’s neck. The icy touch made her collapse to the ground in fear.
“Speak. Where is Fang Siyun?”
Fang Yunchi was filled with killing intent. In her panic, Li Meiyun blurted out, “She… she ran away.”
“Where did she run to?” Fang Yunchi did not move the sword. Instead, he pressed it harder against her neck. A thin line of blood instantly appeared.
Feeling the pain, Li Meiyun no longer dared to conceal anything. She confessed everything clearly.
It turned out she had seen Fang Siyun, a new face, in the town at the foot of the mountain. The girl looked dejected.
She thought of her three sons, all of marriageable age.
It was becoming harder and harder to buy wives.
Many of the crippled men in the village still secretly continued these acts in order to keep the village lineage going.
They had become far more cautious and hidden than before. For more than ten years, they had mostly avoided detection.
Even so, the chances of success were growing smaller.
Because of Tang Guo and what she had done, many people no longer dared to continue such practices.
Young girls nowadays were also harder to deceive. At the slightest sign something was wrong, they would immediately stay far away.
Among the boys who had grown up in the village, very few had wives.
Even when they occasionally managed to buy or trick someone, they no longer dared to abuse them as brutally as before, let alone cause death.
Still, for the sake of continuing the village bloodline, they would force a captured girl to bear children for different men in the village.
Afraid of being discovered and repeating past tragedies, when some girls suffered difficult labor, they did not dare take them to a hospital. In the end, some died.
This time, when she saw Fang Siyun, she had not seen such a delicate and pretty young girl in a long time. She wanted to trick her into returning and give her to her three sons.
When Fang Siyun heard her describe the scenery of the village, she was absent-minded. After much persuasion, she finally agreed to come up.
The moment she arrived, they restrained her.
They did not dare mistreat her. They fed her well and tried to persuade her daily, hoping she would agree.
After what seemed like she had finally softened and they relaxed their guard, she ran away.
Unfamiliar with the terrain, she fled toward the mountain.
They had not expected Fang Siyun to be so stubborn. Without hesitation, she jumped straight off the cliff.
By the time they tried to stop her, it was too late.
They could only return home in fear and shut the door tightly.
They were deeply uneasy. Years ago, a powerful female ghost had also jumped from that same cliff.
They were terrified. What if Fang Siyun also became a powerful ghost and returned to take their lives, slaughtering the entire village?
They had never expected Fang Yunchi to appear at that very moment, kicking open their door without giving them any time to prepare.
What frightened them even more was Tang Guo’s appearance. That powerful female ghost had returned.
Upon hearing everything, Ning Xiangsi was already sobbing uncontrollably. She kept saying she regretted it, then hurriedly asked Tang Guo, “Can you take me to that cliff?”
“Let’s go,” Tang Guo said.
She glanced at the family and only smiled faintly, shaking her head.
They had been given a chance. So many people had helped Li Meiyun.
Unfortunately, some people chose their own downfall and wasted that opportunity.
For such people, she had nothing to say.
Nor did she feel like doing anything to them.
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