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"Do you know? This is the difference between you and my uncle."
After stuffing three handfuls of snow, Xia Muxin clapped her hands and glanced up at the tense Rong Li, revealing eight pearly white teeth in a charming smile.
Her uncle would never be so captivated by a woman, nor would he be narcissistic enough to consider his appearance more important than anything else. Therefore, their differences were not just significant; they were worlds apart.
"Uncle, Python Brother, let's go home."
After saying this, she cast a somewhat gleeful look at Rong Li for a moment before turning to walk towards the lightly smiling Shen Muhan.
Shen Muhan took her small hand and gently brushed aside the hair that had been tousled by the wind. Without even glancing at the gritting Rong Li, the two of them left without a trace of reluctance.
Rong Li watched her calm figure retreating, and as soon as the snow entered his collar, it began to melt rapidly. In no time, he was soaked through, with water dripping from the corners of his clothes.
While his face turned pale from the cold, a gentle smile crept onto his lips.
"Third Prince!"
The burly men finally realized something was wrong and hurried over. However, as soon as they spoke, Rong Li raised his hand to stop them, for his pressure points had already been released on their own...
"Muxin, where did you learn that move?"
On the way, Shen Muhan recalled the technique Xia Muxin had used to seal the pressure points and couldn't help but ask her.
Xia Muxin smiled shyly and scratched her head, pausing for a long time before finally answering:
"Last time I saw Songzi, he knocked my brother down a few times. I felt quite embarrassed, so I asked Ming Yi to teach me some techniques, but after practicing, I only learned how to hit pressure points."
"Well, my Muxin is very clever; she can learn this much better than Ming Yi and the others did back in their day."
Um...
Xia Muxin's mouth twitched. Would Ming Yi and the others come to her complaining about this?
However, she liked this kind of uncle.
Behind her, Python Brother was also taken aback, looking at the back of the leader with disdain. It was no wonder their goddess was so unruly when he was trying so hard to win her favor.
Meanwhile, Xia Muxin and the others had brought the Serpent God home, causing quite a stir in the entire village. Someone must have seen them return on the road because within a short time, everyone brought out their best offerings—incense and paper—and when they saw Python Brother, they knelt down and clasped their hands in prayer.
This sudden turn of events left Xia Muxin stunned; even her father and grandfather were no exception, insisting on pulling her down to kneel as well.
"Python Brother, go inside and close the door."
Xia Muxin kept signaling for them to stop kneeling, but everyone continued. In desperation, she could only shout loudly at Golden Python.
Golden Python was also startled by these villagers who had never seen such things before. As soon as Xia Muxin spoke, he quickly turned around and slithered into his home, using his tail to securely close the door. Uh... why is the roof transparent? Is this what the goddess calls a skylight?
In fact, Golden Python's home was a small hut with some dried straw inside. A blanket lay on top of the straw, and all around were red brick walls. The only peculiar feature was a small window at the top; since there was no glass in this era, Xia Muxin had used transparent oiled paper as a substitute.
The oiled paper wasn't painted, so on snowy or rainy days, they still had to cover this skylight with thatched grass.
As soon as the Golden Python entered the den, all the villagers turned their gaze towards Xia Muxin, who was equally astonished, feeling as if she were hallucinating. How could Xia Muxin command the Serpent God?
Seeing that everyone had quieted down, Xia Muxin calmly spoke up, "Everyone, please get up. This is not the Serpent God; it is a pet raised by Young Master Shen, and, well... it is also my pet. So no matter how much you kneel, it won't make a difference."
She wasn't sure how much of her words they would take to heart. In this feudal society, belief in gods and spirits was rampant. She could only hope that they would listen to her and gradually come to understand.
"Xia Muxin, you are so selfish! The Serpent God is your pet? Ha! Are you really that powerful? No wonder you've been thriving these past few months, getting whatever you want. It turns out the Serpent God has been helping you. You deliberately don't want us to worship the Serpent God because you're afraid we might suddenly rise to prominence like you did. If that happens, your status in this village will decline, and finding someone to do your bidding will be impossible. How can you be so malicious? Villagers, we shouldn't believe her; trusting the Serpent God will bless us too and allow us to live well and reside in big houses."
Initially, the villagers were somewhat skeptical of Xia Muxin's words and had stopped kneeling. But at that moment, the Zhou Family barged in. The Wu Family was being supported by Zhou Qinglian, while Zhou Guilian and Zhou Cailian were also present. Even Zhou Yousheng and his brothers had arrived, bringing incense with them. Lastly, Feng San Niang and Feng Wu hurried in, with Feng Liulang being dragged along by Four Mao.
It was Feng San Niang who spoke up.
At that moment, she was pushing her way through the crowd, her eyes searching for any sign of the Serpent God. She had heard that Xia Muxin had summoned the Serpent God, and she was excited. After all, Liulang was set to go to the capital for exams soon; if he could receive even a hint or assistance from the Serpent God, she wouldn't need to farm anymore—she could just wait for a life of luxury. But Xia Muxin wanted to hide the Serpent God; how could she accept that?
After searching around and finding no trace of the Serpent God, she pointed at Xia Muxin and exclaimed loudly, "Xia Muxin! You claim that the Serpent God is your personal pet? Then why are you hiding it away? Are you afraid we might see it? Tsk tsk tsk! So this is where the Serpent God resides! I mean, your family consists of just a few people; how can you afford such a large house while keeping a bunch of wild men? And now you want to keep the Serpent God hidden? What are your true intentions?"
"Exactly! I told everyone before that Xia Muxin was with the Serpent God, but no one believed me. Now look at you all—you've become her family's slaves! Just look at her current situation; it's better than my sister's family! Tell me, can such a woman still be considered good? She greets everyone with a smile and flatters them into thinking she's the best person in the world when in reality she has taken away all our blessings. Look at us; our lives are getting worse while hers improves! She's only thirteen—what power can a thirteen-year-old girl have? Is it not the Serpent God helping her?"
Zhou Guilian seized upon this opportunity; after suffering greatly last time—not only getting injured but also losing the villagers' trust—she couldn't stand being bullied by Xia Muxin any longer. No wonder Young Master Shen treated her so well; it seemed Xia Muxin had learned some dark magic from the Serpent God to charm him.
As Zhou Guilian spoke up, members of the Wu Family chimed in as well. With tears in her eyes and feeling utterly wronged, she said:
"I say, even though the Iron Tree family has split, they have never been this ruthless. Not only have they detained this old man, but they also disregard my life as the Wife. Xia Muxin, you will be struck by lightning; people are watching what you do..." By the end, she was wiping her eyes and could not continue.
Zhou Qinglian was glaring fiercely at Xia Muxin. If it weren't for her, she would still be the Young Mistress of the Wang family, enjoying good food and drink every day, spending money freely, and buying jewelry without a care. But ever since Xia Muxin appeared after her supposed death, their world had turned upside down. It had darkened. The family's business dealings were failing, and they had lost hundreds of taels of silver because of her. Even the servants had become useless; they couldn't even protect their own master, letting them get hurt time and again. Now, the family's situation was worsening, and the Meng Family was showing its true colors, even monitoring how much meat they ate during meals.
It was said that Xia Muxin had brought back the Serpent God. Without hesitation, they took incense paper and pushed her out, saying she should pray more to ensure the family's resurgence.
But Xia Muxin was different; she directly locked up the Serpent God and watched how these villagers would stir things up today.
The previously calm scene began to stir again as people whispered among themselves in small groups, glancing at one another. Xia Muxin stood with her arms crossed, calmly observing everything. The words from the Wu Family went in one ear and out the other for her.
Once everyone had finished discussing, she walked over to the Golden Python's lair with great interest and said, "Python Brother, everyone has come to pay their respects to you. Come out and take a look; if you fancy anyone, just eat them. It's freezing outside, and I can't fetch you that much game meat; I doubt anyone would refuse."
As soon as Xia Muxin finished speaking, the wooden door opened indeed. The massive body of the Golden Python slowly slithered out and looked at the crowd.
Its large copper bell-like eyes exuded a chilling dominance that made everyone hold their breath in fear. The timid ones clutched their belongings and cautiously backed away.
The Golden Python exhaled a few puffs of foul air and headed straight for the Feng family from the Zhou household. Instantly, several women trembled in terror; they had no idea how large this Serpent God truly was...
And it really intended to eat someone.
"Mother... we... we... must have... made a mistake... this... is really... a pet..."
Just moments ago so full of bravado, Zhou Guilian now stuttered with chattering teeth, gripping You's arm tightly as she spoke almost incoherently.
At that moment, the Golden Python was staring directly at her, twisting its neck and revealing several sharp fangs.
“C-c-certainly...”
Zhou Guilian was terrified, and so was You Shi, her entire body trembling uncontrollably. Zhou Guilian's words came out in a stutter.
Feng San Niang stood behind them, her face pale as she shifted her legs backward. In doing so, she accidentally stepped on Feng Liulang's foot. He let out a cry of pain, clutching his foot and hopping in place.
This was all Feng San Niang's fault for being vain. After seeing someone wearing wooden clogs in Town, she decided to carve herself a pair from wood. However, the clogs she made were uneven and only suitable for wearing on rainy or snowy days. Initially, they were uncomfortable, causing her to wobble as she walked. But after a few tries, she got used to them and felt taller, no longer needing to look up at people. She quickly grew fond of these clogs. Today, however, when she stepped on Feng Liulang's foot, it was bound to leave a bruise for at least half a month.
“Liulang...”
Feng Liulang was wearing ordinary coarse cloth shoes. At that moment, his face contorted in agony as he twitched in pain.
Seeing this, Feng San Niang felt a pang of sympathy and reached out to touch him. Unfortunately, she twisted her ankle and fell to the ground with a yelp.
Zhou Cailian rushed over to wipe Feng Liulang's sweat while also trying to help Feng San Niang up. In the back-and-forth commotion, she became breathless and weak.
The Golden Python seemed unsatisfied with the chaos and let out a roar towards the crowd. Instantly, six people collapsed.
The Zhou Sisters, the Wu Family, You Shi, and Feng San Niang were all completely frightened into unconsciousness. Zhou Yousheng and the others were so scared they fell to the ground, not daring to breathe.
Seeing this, the Golden Python decided to stop there and swam over to Xia Muxin's side, standing shoulder to shoulder with her like a divine being gazing down at everyone.
“Now does anyone still want to pay their respects?”
Xia Muxin couldn't care less about those half-dead individuals and turned to address the crowd.
"Xia Muxin, you... you... shameless, vicious, shrew! You won't have a good ending," Feng Liulang cursed, the sharp pain in his heart easing as he glared at the six people who had fainted on the ground. He directed his anger at Xia Muxin.
Perhaps it had been too long since he had vented his frustrations; after cursing, his face flushed crimson, resembling a bleeding wound, as he glared fiercely at Xia Muxin.
"Hah... an untimely death? I'll be waiting. So... shouldn't you all be leaving my home instead of waiting for someone to throw you out?"
Upon hearing this, Xia Muxin smiled without denying it, but her expression quickly turned cold as she said in a chilling voice.
At that moment, several shadows flew out, each grabbing one person and directly tossing them outside the Xia Family's courtyard. Aside from Zhou Cailian, none of Zhou Yousheng's brothers were spared.
More than a dozen people were thrown out, feeling dizzy and sore all over, groaning incessantly.
Feng Liulang was the first to get up. Ignoring his grandfather and father who were still wailing on the ground, he coldly glared at the Xia Family's gate and said in a harsh tone:
"Xia Muxin, don't get too complacent. The day I am named on the Golden List will be the day your entire family loses their heads."
- End of Chapter -
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