Chapter 81

At the same time, in a remote courtyard in the suburbs, the sound of children crying mixed with the sound of sticks hitting exploded in the courtyard.

At this time, the courtyard gate opened, and the woman who was begging at the door of the restaurant dragged the little girl back.

The woman was still disheveled, but the smile on her face was exceptionally bright.

"Why did you make such a big noise again? Crying and shouting, aren't you afraid of being heard by people passing by outside!"

A strong man walked out from inside and said: "The previous ones are no longer useful, so I got a few new goods. The ones who just arrived are disobedient and cry loudly, so I have to give them some color. Chunjie, why did you come back so early today? Did this little girl cause you trouble again?"

As he spoke, he grabbed the little girl and raised his hand to hit her.

The woman called Chunjie said: "This girl is very obedient today. I came back early because I caught a big one, and I was afraid they would look for me, so I came back early."

As she spoke, Chunjie opened the money bag stolen from Dongfang Yan, took out the silver inside and counted it, exclaiming: "A full 100 taels! I knew that person was a fat sheep, but I didn't expect him to be so fat!"

"Heh! That's really a lot!" The man was also happy and dancing with joy.

Chunjie made a fortune and was in a good mood, so she even became gentle towards the child: "You have made a contribution this time, what do you want? I can give you a reward."

"Can I have anything?" the little girl asked with timid eyes.

"Yes."

"I... I want to go home."

"Slap!" A slap came unexpectedly, and the little girl was knocked to the ground, wanting to cry but not daring to make a sound, only able to shed tears silently.

"Little bitch!" The woman put her hands on her hips and scolded, "Giving you face, right? You actually dare to mention going home to me? Hmph, do you still remember the ones who came with you? If you dare to mention going home again, I will cut off your legs too!"

After saying that, she said to the man: "Among the new batch of goods, pick out the good-looking ones, dress them up later and sell them to guests who like that kind of thing. For those with average looks, break their kneecaps, and making them disabled will make them better at begging for sympathy and earning money."

"Good!"

The man was about to go in, but the woman warned: "When you do it, stuff their mouths tightly. I am soft-hearted and hate hearing children cry and shout the most."

The man heard a joke and couldn't help laughing loudly.

Just at this moment, the courtyard gate was blown open by a strong wind.

At the opening of the door, a man and a woman walked in.

The woman was in a black dress with an evil and charming temperament.

The man was in white, gentle and refined.

Chunjie would certainly not forget such outstanding people.

She was startled: "How did you find this place?"

The cold and noble Dongfang Yan stretched out his hand: "Return the money!"

Chunjie shouted: "Someone is here to make trouble, everyone come out!"

The next moment, more than a dozen men and women poured out from inside, holding sticks and knives in their hands, all of them looking fierce.

Chunjie relied on being on her own turf and having many people, and was full of arrogance.

She arrogantly stuffed the money bag into her chest, then put her hands on her hips, puffed out her round chest, and laughed shamelessly:

"Want money? It's right in my chest, why don't you come and dig for it, Young Master? I've lived so long, and I've never seen a man as tender and handsome as you, Young Master!"

In broad daylight, Dongfang Yan was teased by a woman, and his face turned red instantly, and he hurriedly looked away: "Don't force me to do something to you!"

Chunlan laughed even more arrogantly: "Yo, Young Master is blushing? Could it be that you're a virgin?"

"You, shameless, full of filthy language!" Dongfang Yan wanted to scold people, but his good upbringing since childhood made him extremely elegant even when scolding people.

"Hahaha!" The people around burst into laughter.

Chunlan's gaze turned to Lin Qingyue again: "This little lady is really beautiful, if she were taken to a flower building..."

"Bang!"

This time, before she finished speaking, she was kicked away by Dongfang Yan, rolling to the ground after falling seven or eight meters, and coughing up a large mouthful of blood.

Dongfang Yan's eyes were cold: "I generally don't hit women. But you, deserve to die!"

Seeing this, the men and women in the courtyard rushed towards Dongfang Yan with weapons.

Dongfang Yan "swished" and drew the soft sword from his waist, fighting with those people.

And Lin Qingyue was eating the sugar-coated hawthorn she bought on the way, completely looking like she was watching a play, with no intention of intervening at all.

Suddenly, her gaze fell on the girl who was cowering in the corner and had been scared silly, so she handed the sugar-coated hawthorn over: "Do you want to eat it? It's sour and sweet and delicious."

The little girl was terrified and asked: "Are you here to catch me? I stole your money... You can hit me if you want, but can you not use a branding iron?"

Lin Qingyue, who had always been hard-hearted, inexplicably softened, she squatted down and said gently: "I won't hit you, don't be afraid. Where is your home, do you want to go home?"

When she heard the words "go home", the girl's empty eyes finally had a glimmer of light, but the next moment she shook her head violently: "No, I don't want to go home! I don't want my legs cut off! Woo woo... I really don't dare to mention going home anymore..."

The gentleness in Lin Qingyue's eyes gradually dissipated, she stuffed the sugar-coated hawthorn into the girl's hand, and slowly stood up.

And at this moment, Dongfang Yan had already knocked down more than a dozen thugs to the ground.

Seeing Lin Qingyue come over, he suggested: "This kind of human trafficking gang certainly doesn't exist alone, so it should be sent to the officials for legal action to ferret out more criminals. And these children they brought here also need the government to find out their origins and send them back to their families."

"This is natural. But..." A touch of viciousness appeared in Lin Qingyue's eyes, "It's not enough."

After she finished speaking, she formed seals with both hands, and in an instant, the surrounding aura was mobilized, the wind rustled, and light and shadow appeared. In a moment, a blood-red talisman condensed in front of her.

Lin Qingyue shouted: "Go!"

The blood talisman instantly transformed from one into 16, and "whooshed" and flew to the foreheads of those people, sinking into their sea of consciousness before they could react.

"What is this?" Dongfang Yan asked.

Lin Qingyue said: "It's a backlash curse."

This curse will take effect every night, and all the evil done in the past and the pain given to others will be backlashed onto themselves a hundredfold.

For example, the vicious woman just slapped the little girl, and when the backlash takes effect, her cheek will suffer a hundred times the pain of that slap.

If she cut off someone's leg, then her leg will also suffer a hundred times the pain.

There is no external injury, and it will not affect health, it is just a pure reflection of pain.

So in the future, after these people are sent to the officials for legal action, no matter what kind of punishment they are finally sentenced to, and whether they will be executed, they will be worse off than dead.

If the laws of the human world are not enough to measure those who are extremely evil, then provoking Lin Qingyue is their greatest retribution!