Chapter 17: 17 I don't like girls

17 I don't like girls

Cheng Xiujuan was originally a resident of Qinghua Village, Lin Shi.

Because her husband died in an accident while pouring concrete at a construction site, only her sickly mother-in-law and an eight-year-old child remained in the family.

Thus the burden of life fell upon her.

Fellow villagers introduced her to a waiter job that provided food and lodging for over six thousand a month, and with commissions she could earn seven thousand.

At the beginning of this year she boarded a coach to Nan Cheng.

Because Cheng Xiujuan had good looks and a slim figure, the boss chose her as the restaurant's front desk receptionist.

That day, several customers came here to eat.

Among them was Tang Wen.

He took a liking to Cheng Xiujuan's appearance, then gave her a phone number, saying she had the material to be an actor, and that their company was hiring extras and some minor roles, inviting her to try if interested.

Because the restaurant where Cheng Xiujuan worked was near the Film and Television City, she often saw celebrities; she had also heard of Tang Wen from others, so when she called that number and found it wasn't Tang Wen himself, she had no suspicion.

That person told her to first go to Hui Zhong Kang Clinic for a physical examination, then bring the report to him to register.

Cheng Xiujuan was somewhat puzzled, wondering why extras needed a physical exam.

But that person explained that some directors cared about this, fearing extras might have infectious diseases, so only those with a physical exam report were accepted.

Moreover, the key point was that it had to be from Hui Zhong Kang Clinic.

Without suspicion, the next morning Cheng Xiujuan went to the clinic for a checkup.

Little did she know, this visit meant she would never be able to return.

First she was drugged, bound to an operating table and had a kidney removed; the next day she was resold to a human trafficker.

While unconscious she heard the trafficker planning to sell her to the mountains as a wife for a simpleton.

Cheng Xiujuan did not want that, so she seized the moment when they were lax and ran with all her might.

But the consequence of her disobedience was a brutal beating.

Yet unexpectedly, the trafficker's blow accidentally killed her.

The traffickers, accustomed to death, confirmed she was dead and threw her into the deep woods.

That place was where they often dumped corpses.

Because there were many wild beasts nearby, basically a corpse dumped there would leave no bones by the next day.

Thus for many years it had never been discovered.

Yet in the depths of those woods stood an abandoned temple that had once been devoted to the Third Milk Lady.

Although the temple was abandoned, having been worshipped for hundreds of years, it naturally retained some residual divine power.

Cheng Xiujuan, a vulnerable woman brutally killed, had a soul filled with deep obsession; moreover, she died on the first day of the lunar month, when the incense and faith of the living world are abundant, so she fortunately obtained protection from that sliver of residual divine power.

Later, on this path of revenge, she encountered too many wronged souls killed by this black industry chain.

They were all weak and helpless, some even becoming earthbound spirits unable to leave the place of their death, with no chance of reincarnation.

Later, they all voluntarily allowed Cheng Xiujuan to consume them, leaving only a pair of eyes parasitic on her body, waiting to see in person that their tormentors meet a bad end!

Thus Cheng Xiujuan is not a lone ghost fighting; she has dozens or even hundreds of ghosts aiding her, and also the protection of the Guardian Deity of Women and Children.

Only thus was she able, before many righteous police, to personally kill Lin Fenglan, the one who beat her to death!

After hearing all this, Chen Rang fell silent.

Yes, the Lushan Three Ladies have always been merciful; they three are called the guardians of girls and children, and even if a temple has lain deserted for years, their faint divine power will unconsciously protect weak women and children.

Those traffickers truly deserve death; how many families have they shattered?

Moreover, the underworld has long undergone cycles of change over the years; even if they went there, they would never be reborn, suffering endless burning by karmic fire and the torment of death by a thousand cuts day and night!

"I understand, thank you Miss Tushan for clearing up my doubts," Chen Rang said politely.

Tushan Jiu shrugged, "No problem, don't blame me for not warning you; you'd better hurry back, don't let the superiors coming down get impatient."

Xu Jiangshan stared, then clasped his fist toward Tushan Jiu: "Thanks for the reminder, Daoist Friend Tushan; we're heading back now."

Lin Xiu'er had been sizing up Tushan Jiu for a while; she liked Tushan Jiu's personality, so she whistled at her like a female ruffian, saying, "Divine Sky Sect's Lin Xiu'er, want to be friends?"

Tushan Jiu turned to look at her, thought for a moment, then nodded: "Sure, Knife-Pawn Person, Tushan Jiu, I'm glad to be friends with you, but I need to say upfront that I have a fiancé and I don't like girls."

"..." Lin Xiu'er silently extended her hand and gave her a thumbs-up, "Awesome!"

The two exchanged contact information, and then the three of them left.

Tushan Jiu had also wanted to leave, but Zhang Xuefeng stopped her.

"Anything the matter?" she asked.

The Cheng Xiujuan case handling office will communicate with the criminal police squad's leadership; that black industry chain will soon be eradicated, and she doesn't know why Zhang Xuefeng is looking for her.

Too lazy to calculate, just ask directly—saves trouble.

Zhang Xuefeng scratched his head, "I, I want to pawn another knife with you."

He couldn't decide whether his father would obstruct his return to Nan Cheng this time; who doesn't miss home? Moreover, after all these years, his mother secretly calls him every time, his grandparents are old, and he can only visit them during his leave.

Tushan Jiu understood: "Oh, that's it—one thousand."

Zhang Xuefeng happily transferred the money, and Tushan Jiu gave him a nail clipper.

"Do you think your transfer back to Nan Cheng is just a promotion? After work tonight, go home, wash up, and sleep."

Having said that, Tushan Jiu turned and left.

Zhang Xuefeng stood dumbfounded.

Suddenly, he remembered something.

Six months ago, the frequency of his mother's video calls to him began to increase.

It used to be once every half month, and now it's every three days.

Moreover, during their video chats he often could hear someone coughing.

Now, upon further thought, that voice must have been his dad, right?

「Hmph, you old geezer, you miss me but didn't even give me a call?! 」

Although Zhang Xuefeng said that, the smile on his face grew wider and wider, almost splitting his ears.

He looked down at the small nail clipper in his palm, then gripped it tightly.

Over there, Song Guogang called him.

He hurried back to the villa and threw himself into work.

Get off work early, go home early!