Anyway, the villagers would go to the witches for help when they couldn't solve their problems. Those who wanted to do something bad would also go to the witches. If you wanted someone's family to die, it would be inappropriate to go to the temple to pray to the Buddha. Therefore, the profession of witches was born out of demand, and the supply could not meet the demand.
In every dynasty, there are too many fools and not enough liars.
Wang Cuihua was accompanied by two little girls, the older one was fourteen or fifteen years old, and the younger one was only seven or eight years old. They all followed her to learn the witch profession and worked like slaves for her.
The two girls usually had to serve her, and cooking and washing clothes were definitely necessary. Sometimes some witchcraft required the blood of virgins and girls, and these two girls were her blood source.
The two little girls were also afraid of her because she looked fierce. And those witchcrafts that looked scary were even more frightening. Therefore, the villagers were naturally in awe of Wang the Witch. They were not afraid of the Bodhisattva but of a witch.
At this time, Wang Cuihua was ready to wash her feet and go to bed. A girl of about 14 or 15 was wiping her feet. She was old and her feet were a little swollen. When the girl wiped them, she touched them. She kicked her hard: "How are you wiping them!"
The little girl got up obediently and continued to wipe her feet gently with a wronged look on her face.
She sat on the kang and yelled, "You two little bitches! I gave you good food and clothes, but you still don't serve me? You are so useless! You can't even do such a small thing!"
Wang Cuihua was cursing when the door was suddenly kicked open by the soldiers!
"Bang!" The two girls were frightened. One stood there in a daze, while the other squatted there in a daze. Before they could come to their senses, Wang Cuihua was dragged away from the kang by the soldiers.
"What are you doing? I am a fox fairy. Do you want to die? Ah!" Wang Cuihua yelled violently. "You will be punished by God if you catch me. You will have no descendants." Wang Cuihua kept cursing.
But the officers and soldiers are soldiers. They will not listen to you. They will arrest people without any hesitation.
"Take him away!" Wang Quan shouted.
"Oh my - you all will not die well - which government office are you from - the mayor has come to me for exorcism, how dare you arrest me? Do you want to die -" Wang Cuihua screamed at Wang Quan arrogantly.
Wang Quan looked at her solemnly: "We are the Eight Gates! We can capture princes and sons, but we can't capture a witch like you! Take you away!" After Wang Quan said this in a resounding voice, Wang Cuihua was completely dumbfounded: "Eight, Eight Gates..." She instantly wilted like an eggplant hit in autumn. The arrogance and domineering spirit just now was completely gone, and she was dragged out by the officers and soldiers.
Two officers and soldiers took the two frightened little girls out and asked, "Sir, what should we do with these two children?"
Wang Quan looked at them and said with a gentle expression: "Take them together. Don't scare the child too much."
The officer nodded, and instead of shouting, he said more gently: "Follow us."
The two children hugged each other tremblingly, with fear in their eyes like lost people who suddenly lost their way in the dark night.
Zhao Cheng was standing outside. He was a little confused when he saw two little girls being dragged out shortly after Wang Cuihua was dragged out. He asked Wang Quan who came out, "What happened to these two children?"
Wang Quan shook his head: "It seems to be the apprentice of that old witch."
Zhao Cheng's face darkened, and he was indignant: "This kind of liar and charlatan actually accepted disciples and continued to harm people!" Zhao Cheng waved his hands angrily, "Take them all away and seal them up!"
"yes!"
The officers and soldiers closed the door of Wang Cuihua's house and sealed it, so that no one could enter.
The villagers did not dare to enter the West Mountain because it was full of graves. They only dared to stand far away. They were shocked to see the soldiers really dragging Wang Cuihua down! They stood on the small muddy road and secretly watched the distraught Wang Cuihua being dragged by the soldiers. They were also surprised.
As a fox fairy witch here, Wang Cuihua is a messenger of God among the ignorant villagers, so they are usually very respectful to her. Even the mayor treats her with respect like a fairy, so Wang Cuihua is usually arrogant. But tonight, she looks just like an ordinary villager, not like a fairy messenger at all.
But even so, the villagers were still afraid of her, and someone immediately shouted at her: "It was Bai Saner's wife who harmed you, it has nothing to do with us!"
Wang Cuihua came back to her senses and became energetic again. She immediately screamed and shouted, "Bai San'er! You and your whole family, wait for me! I have never harmed anyone. My Lord will definitely clear my name! When I come out, I will cast a spell on your whole family!"
When Bai Saner’s mother heard this, she felt dizzy and almost collapsed.
The surrounding villagers immediately supported them. These few kind-hearted villagers were also angry at the villagers who betrayed Bai Saner's family, but they were afraid of the fox fairy Wang. For a moment, they became angry but dared not speak, and in their hearts they just wanted to slap themselves twice.
"Pa!" Suddenly, a loud slap sounded, as if hitting the hearts of every villager who was afraid of Wang Cuihua. The villagers stared blankly at Zhao Cheng, who was afraid of Wang Cuihua.
Zhao Cheng finished the fight cleanly and swiftly, his eyes wide open with anger: "It's already this time, and she's still cursing at me. Listen up! If this woman dares to curse me again, I'll beat her up!"
"Yes!" The soldier's loud roar completely frightened Wang Cuihua, and half of her face was swollen from being hit by Zhao Cheng.
Seeing this, all the villagers stood still. The Fox Fairy whom they revered in their hearts was actually slapped in the face by the official.
Fear arises from the heart, and fearlessness also arises from the heart.
Zhao Cheng's slap echoed in the hearts of these ignorant villagers, dispelling their fear and awe of Witch Wang and awakening them from their superstitious and muddled lives.
The waves gently hit the rocks under the cliff in the sea breeze, and the white waves that rushed up turned into shining white flowers in the moonlight.
Lian stood up slowly.
Sanniang exhaled smoke and looked at her: "Don't you want to watch the sunrise? The sunrise here is beautiful."
Lian Youyou smiled at Sanniang and said, "That case over there should be almost over. I feel uncomfortable reading only halfway through this story. Let's go back and read the ending."
Sanniang raised her eyebrows slightly in the curling green smoke: "Well~~ Isn't Yu Pingting's case closed? How can there be a new ending? Everyone is dead~~"
Lian Youyou smiled and rolled her eyes: "So, let's go back and see how Fu Mingrui writes this ending~~" Lian Youyou put her hands behind her back and walked forward.
Sanniang slowly exhaled a puff of smoke: "Huh - that Fu Mingrui... I think he has fallen in love with you~~~"
"Hahaha—" Lian Youyou laughed, "There are many men who are fascinated by me~~One more him won't make much~~~" Lian Youyou's leisurely figure disappeared into the shabby little door.
"Tsk, a goddess can be so arrogant, hum..." Sanniang slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, but there was a trace of frustration in her charming eyes, "Back then... if I was like you... it would be great... huh..." A puff of green smoke covered the self-deprecating smile on Sanniang's face. How she was so depressed back then that she became a love-struck woman. (To be continued)