Chapter 1: Resurrection from the Dead
In April, spring blossoms.
A heart-rending roar pierced the silence of the small village: "Jiang Siwen, you murderous and heart-wrenching, thousand-knife thing, killed my daughter, I want you to pay for your life!" β
Zhaoyang's ears seemed to explode with thunder, causing her chaotic consciousness to slowly return.
When she opened her eyes, she saw the woman in front of her who was crossed, pointing at her and scolding:
"What kind of, she herself is a water-based poplar, she knows that she has no face to live in the world and died, what do you care about my Jiang family? If your Yu family is innocent, can this little slut be so shameless to seduce people and cuckold my son? β
The sharp pain in his forehead made Zhaoyang wake up instantly.
Didn't she die in Luming Pass?
When the woman saw Zhaoyang wake up, she immediately danced even more happily.
"Wow, your Yu family actually wants to blackmail me? Phew, if you don't pay the money today and repay the loss of my son's reputation, I will let everyone in Huaixing County know that Yu Zhenzhen is shameless to seduce men! β
After that, she also rushed forward to pinch Zhaoyang: "I'll kill you, a shameless slut, and make my son lose face, and ...... bitch."
Zhaoyang's expression was cold, and without waiting for the woman to approach, he raised his foot and swept over.
The woman's calf ached, and she screamed and fell to Zhaoyang.
Zhaoyang hooked his feet and kicked forward.
"Ahh
The woman screamed and flew out and fell hard.
Zhaoyang was dizzy, and his eyes were black.
Then she flashed a look of astonishment.
Yu Zhenzhen, a small peasant girl, and Zhou Xiaoli, a crossing woman, add their own ...... In a small body, there were three souls in succession.
Yu Zhenzhen went up the mountain to dig wild vegetables a month ago, and accidentally bumped into her fiancΓ© Jiang Siwen and a widow in the village, but they were pushed down the mountain by the pair of dogs and men and women and were seriously injured.
In later generations, Zhou Xiaoli took the opportunity to snatch Yu Zhenzhen's body, which made her soul scattered, Zhou Xiaoli made a fuss, and made a fuss about retiring from the marriage, and was just pushed by Jiang Siwen to the stone mill and died.
Then he died on the battlefield, and his nickname was really himself, and his soul came back to life in Yu Zhenzhen's body!
Zhaoyang was shocked, such a bizarre thing as resurrection from the dead was actually encountered by himself?
"Yu Zhenzhen, how dare you hit someone? Hurry up and kneel down to make amends to my mother, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude! Jiang Siwen rushed forward and glared at Zhaoyang coldly.
"You try?" Yu Liang, who was holding Zhaoyang, said angrily, "You almost killed my daughter, and I haven't settled accounts with you yet?" β
Jiang Pozi, who has triangular eyes and a vicious face, is foaming at the mouth: "Do you Yu family have the face to settle accounts?" My Jiang family really poured blood mold for eight lifetimes, and gave Siwen Yu Zhenzhen, a bitch who has broken shoes and rotten goods and will die without a man. β
Zhaoyang sank his face.
Regardless of how much Zhou Xiaoli deserves to die, but it is an indisputable fact that the Jiang family killed two people in a month, and now the wicked person sues first?
"Still want to get out of the marriage? You think you're a ...... of inferior prostitute."
Mrs. Jiang was still scolding Zhaoyang with unbearable swear words, and her throat was suddenly pressed against the bamboo pole, and she lost her voice in horror.
Everyone was shocked, they didn't know how the bamboo pole got into Zhaoyang's hands.
Zhaoyang's hand was sent forward, and the bamboo pole was tightly attached to Jiang Pozi's flesh, and it was about to be pierced if he tried harder: "Try scolding again?" Today's marriage is going to be withdrawn, and you have to settle my account! β
Fear hit like a tide, drowning Mrs. Jiang, and frightened her tone to change: "You, you seduce a wild man, why should you withdraw from the marriage?" If you want to, you want to retreat, and we will retreat! β