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"I've come to kill you all," I said calmly.
They were taken aback for a moment, then burst into laughter.
"I must have misheard. You, such a delicate little beauty, think you can kill us?"
"Hahahahaha..."
"Since you've come to us, how could we let you go? We've been wanting to taste this little lady for a long time."
I scoffed lightly and raised my hand, causing the girl to fall into a deep sleep.
Then I unleashed the Demonic Arts, binding the Bald Man and the Lame Man. A chilling wind swept in, creating an eerie atmosphere.
"What’s going on? Where's this wind coming from?"
"I don’t know; it’s really strange."
They looked around in fear. I gently tapped Scarface, who stared blankly at me, devoid of any expression.
With a glance, I commanded him to obediently approach, pick up a knife, and walk toward the Lame Man and the Bald Man.
"Scarface, what are you doing?"
"Are you crazy?"
They trembled in terror, trying to break free, but it was futile.
I smiled coldly.
Next, the show began. Scarface approached the Lame Man first.
The Lame Man turned pale with fright and pleaded repeatedly, "Scarface, are you insane? We're brothers!"
Scarface ignored him and swung the knife down repeatedly.
The Lame Man's screams pierced the night sky, startling the wolves on the surrounding mountains into howling.
I squinted my eyes, immersing myself in this delightful music.
Soon enough, the thighs of both the Lame Man and the Bald Man were exposed to bone, blood flowing like a river. Scarface's eyes gradually regained their clarity.
With a sudden scream, he dropped the knife.
He stared blankly at the two mangled corpses on the ground, then glanced at his blood-stained hands, terrified, and collapsed onto the ground.
He kept retreating until suddenly, he fixed his gaze on me.
“It’s you! You monster!”
He picked up the knife from the ground, unsteadily rising to his feet, his face filled with wariness as he looked at me.
I regarded him coldly, my eyes full of mockery.
“Ha, I feast on the souls of scum like you.”
Furious, he gritted his teeth and charged at me with the knife.
I let out a cold laugh and lightly sidestepped to evade his attack.
I subdued him, snatched back the knife, and pressed it against his throat.
“Today, I’ll send you to accompany those poor women in death!”
“Boom—”
As I exerted force, a bolt of lightning suddenly flashed through the sky.
I collapsed weakly to the ground.
The consequences had caught up with me; the punishment from the heavens had finally arrived.
On top of that, with the backlash, I was now severely injured and unable to move.
Scarface noticed too; he stared at me and suddenly laughed.
“Ha, so you’re not long for this world either.”
“It seems that heaven is on my side.”
He picked up the knife from the ground and lunged straight at me.
I struggled to sit up, desperately gathering my demonic energy.
He approached me with a triumphant smile, knife in hand.
I looked at him coldly and suddenly summoned all my strength to regain control over him.
He stared blankly at me, his eyes gradually losing clarity.
I commanded him to stab himself in the chest, again and again, until he breathed his last.
At that moment, the heavenly punishment struck me directly.
“Boom—”
With a deafening roar, my vision began to blur.
My body slowly became transparent.
"No, I can't fall now; there's still work to be done!"
I endured the excruciating pain and dragged my weary body to the village, where I found those scum who bought women and devoured their souls.
After completing this, I finally felt at peace. The wandering souls of those women could finally be liberated and reincarnated.
As a demon, what I despised most was the trafficking and abuse of women. After all, I was formed from the countless corpses of women who had sunk to the bottom of the water. Their resentment and regrets deeply affected me.
I remember when I was young; I could always hear many baby girls speaking to themselves while submerged in the depths. "If only I were a boy, my mother wouldn't have died." "It's all my fault; if it weren't for me, my brother could have been born." "Why am I not a boy?"
They were so young, too young to understand life and death, but I knew their wandering souls suffered even more due to the ideology of gender discrimination in families. They should have had the right to live, yet it was stripped away by their own parents. They could only become sacrifices for their families.
Listening to their self-talk made me furious. It was those people who did not regard women as human beings, yet they blamed them instead. Why should women be oppressed by men? Why couldn't women hold up half the sky? The more I thought about it, the angrier I became, wishing I could kill all those scoundrels.
It was precisely because of the influence of these women's wandering souls that I cultivated myself into a male demon. I decided that since I had gained demonic power, I would take revenge for those suffering women. I would make those men who belittled women pay for their actions!
My consciousness began to return as I realized I was starting to coalesce into form.
I inquired about the scent of incense.
The fragrance lingered endlessly.
Surrounding me were the voices of women.
They were all chanting my name, asking for my blessings.
"I... I've been beaten by my husband lately; can you help me?"
"I... I finally got pregnant, and I want to give birth to this child."
"I..."
These voices belonged to the women of that village who had once been numb.
After my disappearance, they began to worship me.
Thus, I became a deity in the eyes of so many women.
This was because many strange occurrences had taken place in the village.
Any man who visited my house either died or became foolish.
Some even vanished without a trace.
As time passed, the events in this village attracted societal attention.
With journalists exposing the truth, the village's ugly dealings were brought to light.
This picturesque place was hiding a horrific reality of human trafficking of women.
With the help of the police, the abducted women returned to their families one after another.
A small portion chose to remain in the village.
Liu Mei ultimately left the village and returned home.
Meiyun was also slowly returning to normal, leaving the village to live elsewhere.
I lazily basked in the sunlight on the water.
There were no longer any voices of women around me.
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