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After all, the Da Xiong and Da Xiong's mother who had beaten me up were already dead. If I wasn't Funerary Lady, and if I didn't have such an adoptive father, then these people wouldn't even think of me as their death.

But since I was a child, people had felt that I carried an evil aura with me. Perhaps from the moment my foster father brought me back from the grave, people had felt that I was unlucky.

Therefore, even though these deaths were only a coincidence, people couldn't help but think of me, thinking that these deaths … It's connected to the evil aura in my body.

But this is good too, I seem to understand Liu Songxian's words now, if I want to not be bullied, I have to become stronger.

Right now, although I can't be considered strong, but … The people in front of me didn't dare to insult me like before even if they were a little afraid of me.

However … They were still very aggressive. If he really pissed them off, they might not care so much.

When I said that there was no money, the atmosphere immediately became weird. Countless gazes were like daggers, causing chills to run through my heart.

At this moment, I suddenly saw the Village Head running into my house. As soon as he entered, he wiped the sweat off his forehead.

"Why did you come to this girl's house so early in the morning? She's so young, how can you ask her to take out so much money?"

Please be merciful, how do you know that Xiao Die was the one to dig the grave? Is there any evidence?

Moreover, did Xiao Die not know about the situation in the village? Would she really dig a grave for money?

"So many men have come in the morning to make it difficult for a girl, I am truly ashamed for you all!"

As he spoke, the Village Chief pointed out to the people around him. He was currently panting heavily. Evidently, he had hurried over after hearing the news.

"Village Chief, those words are coming from your mouth.

What, now that you admit it, this is just fooling us, you're not even taking it seriously are you?

"Stop being so hypocritical, don't think that I don't know what you're planning!"

At this time, the young man in the lead said and pointed at my house.

"Little girl, if you don't take out the money today, I'll tear down your house!"

"How dare you!"

After the Village Chief said this, he wanted to stand in front of them. However, it was useless. Seeing the group of people surrounding them, the Village Chief felt a bit of fear in his heart.

Although the Village Chief had some prestige in the village, it was only a little. If it really affected the interests of the villagers, they wouldn't care that much.

At this moment, the villagers were determined to get the money from my house.

It was no wonder that the villagers did not believe that my family had no money. They had made a lot in the past few years, yet they were living such a tight life. Their adoptive father rarely went out, so even if he was extravagant, he would not spend it so cleanly.

Now, the villagers were certain that I had the money and did not want to take it out.

Seeing the villagers approaching aggressively, I took Lingling a few steps back and looked at the house behind us.

Was this house really going to collapse? Right now, this house is the only place where Lingling and I can live peacefully. If we don't even have a house now …

The two of us are completely homeless …

Looking at the expressions of these people, the weakness that I forcefully suppressed deep within my heart was finally revealed.

While protecting Lingling, I shook my head and said:

"Please …" Don't tear down the house, I really don't know why the graveyard became like that... "You guys can let me go …"

However, this kind of begging, this kind of putting down of dignity, was completely useless …

I heard a loud noise behind me. It was the sound from my window. With a bang, the glass was shattered into pieces.

It was a villager throwing a stone over. At this moment, there was a loud noise, and it was as if the villagers had received a command. They laughed madly and threw the stone over.

A series of crisp sounds echoed in the air. My tears were already rolling in my eyes, as though they were about to flow out at any moment.

I felt a sense of helplessness from the bottom of my heart!

At this moment, the Village Chief helplessly moved to the side. He shook his head and muttered,

"Crazy, they're all f * cking crazy!"

After which, the village chief looked at me and said,

"Little girl, I'm afraid this house can't be preserved anymore, so don't try to protect it anymore. Anyway, there are still many empty houses in my house, so you should stay here."

Who knew that before the Village Chief could finish speaking, Lingling, who was crying quietly beside me, had suddenly rushed out and swung her tender fist crazily at a villager.

"You are not allowed to bully my sister, you are not allowed to touch my house!"

I was overwhelmed with shock. I wanted to pull Lingling back, but it was already too late.

After all, Lingling was only a little over ten years old, and his fist didn't feel too painful or itchy when it landed on those men, but that villager had already grabbed onto her hair:

"Scram!"

Lingling's weak body was flung to the side fiercely, falling to the ground. Her hair was in a mess, and while Lingling was crying, he was still struggling to stand up.

Looking at the pair of delicate palms, he noticed that when he fell on the ground a moment ago, his skin was scraped and blood flowed out.

Without her cute appearance, Lingling's eyes were now filled with fear and grievance.

His hair was disheveled, his eyes were filled with tears. Where was his smile yesterday? That smile … Where did you go …?

These savage faces … A person who cares about nothing for the sake of profit.

At this moment, I felt a little numb. Looking at the scene before me, my hands were trembling, and so was my body …

Although we only got along for a day, but the meticulous care, let me feel the warmth of the home that I haven't seen for a long time.

I loathe Liu Songxian for bringing Lingling to my side, but... I am equally grateful.

If he didn't send Lingling over, how could I have felt this kind of warmth …

I can't be so cowardly for... For her adorable appearance, for her sister who was like a family member!

At this moment, my mind was completely blank. I don't know what I was thinking, but I picked up an axe from the corner of the wall and threw it out.

His target, was precisely the man who pushed Lingling away earlier.

It wasn't courage, but a kind of madness in my mind that was urging me to do these things.

"I'll let you die!"

It was a pity that when he threw the axe, it affected the wounds on his body, so his strength and accuracy weren't good enough.

The axe only smashed onto that person's shoulder. However, a bone cracking sound was heard, causing that person to scream miserably.

"F * cking b * tch!"

"No," the man said, and rushed straight at me.

"You can touch me, but don't bully my sister!"

I said, and was about to rush forward like a wounded wildcat.

However, right at this time, the sky suddenly darkened. Following that, waves of cold wind surged forth, causing the surrounding area to emit ghostly wails and wolf howls.

The broken glass on the floor also produced a series of "hualala" sounds. The sound was terrifying.

At this moment, the gusts of wind seemed to vent the anger in my heart and vent all of the hatred in my heart.

The sound of breaking glass was rhythmic, giving off the impression that the gale was coming from inside the house …

This gust of wind is so bizarre that it makes the person in front of me who wanted to rush over stop in his tracks.

At this moment, a dull thud came from outside the door as the two paper men outside fell to the ground.

After the funeral is over here, we'll put the paper man at the door and wait for the first seven before we can burn it.

My front door had a wider eaves, so the two paper men weren't too wet from the rain these two days. Afraid the paper man would be blown away by the wind, I even tied the paper man to the log on the door frame.

These past few days, these two paper men had not shown any abnormalities. Now … He actually fell to the ground.

At this moment, a gust of wind blew the two paper men into the courtyard. The wind was very fierce, pushing the two paper men into the middle of the crowd.

At the same time, the paper man was torn apart. The pieces of paper were blown away by the wind and landed at everyone's feet.

As for the paper man's head, it slowly turned in the wind. Its exquisite facial features seemed to be staring at everyone …