"How many families were destroyed? How many children were mutilated?"

"Oh, by the way, Qing'er, let me tell you something strange." Xiao Yaxue came over and said.

"I had a dream last night. In the dream, a little girl knelt in front of my bed and kowtowed to me. She also said she was grateful to me for avenging her."

"I was confused at the time. I didn't do anything and I didn't know the little girl. Do you think this is strange?" she asked.

Yang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows, a hint of surprise flashed across her eyes.

"How old is the little girl in your dream?" she asked.

Xiao Yaxue thought for a moment and said: "She is between seven and ten years old. She is thin and her hair is withered and yellow, but her eyebrows and facial features look very well-behaved. At first glance, she is a sensible little girl."

"You can see so clearly?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Xiao Yaxue nodded, "Yes, that's why I told you it's strange."

Yang Ruoqing said: "It's not surprising at all, I know who it is."

"Who?" Xiao Yaxue asked.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Do you still remember the child's severed hand you picked up in the warehouse yesterday?"

Xiao Yaxue frowned, "Is it the child's hand that was bitten off by the dog?"

Yang Ruoqing nodded.

Xiao Yaxue took a breath of cold air and turned a little pale, "So, it's the soul of that little girl who came to thank me in a dream?"

"So, the little owner of the severed hand is not alive with a disability, but has died a long time ago?"

"Perhaps it was eaten by Brother Dahuang's vicious dog. That little hand was left out because the dog couldn't eat it?"

At the end of the question, Xiao Yaxue's voice trembled slightly.

Yang Ruoqing also nodded solemnly.

"Yes," she said.

"Because you cut off one of Brother Dahuang's arms, and you said at the time that it would be considered as compensation to the owner of the severed arm, the child remembered you and came to thank you." Yang Ruoqing was very calm and serious.

analysis.

Xiao Yaxue was so shocked that she couldn't even close her mouth.

After a while, she finally came back to her senses.

"Qing'er, what you said is so mysterious, do you really believe that there are ghosts in this world?" Xiao Yaxue asked tentatively.

Yang Ruoqing smiled faintly, "In the past, I didn't believe it at all."

"But now, I have reservations."

"Just because we don't know something, it doesn't mean it doesn't exist, such as ghosts, or other things that are more mysterious than ghosts."

"There are all kinds of wonders in the world. No one knows whether there are gods three feet above the sky."

"But we just have to act according to our own conscience." Yang Ruoqing finally said.

Xiao Yaxue couldn't help but nodded slightly, the shock on her face lingering.

"Qing'er, what you said is so good. It has reached my heart. In fact, I have thought so for a long time. It's just that my mouth can't say the kind of words you said, and I can't express them." Xiao Yaxue said.

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Yang Ruoqing curled her lips.

Xiao Yaxue continued: "If it is true, then the dream last night should be something that scares me."

"But why do I feel so distressed that I want to cry?"

"If that poor little girl is still alive, even if she is disabled, and I meet her, I will be willing to raise her up, take care of her, and protect her..."

Xiao Yaxue squatted there, hugged her knees tightly, and buried her head deeply.

Yang Ruoqing raised her hand and patted Xiao Yaxue's shoulder gently.

"You have done what you should do. The little girl's hatred has been avenged. If there is such a mysterious statement, then her resentment should be dissipated." Yang Ruoqing continued.

"She came to you to say thank you. Once she's done, she can be reincarnated and start her next life. This is a good thing for her."

"I hope she can be born in a warm, safe and good family in the next life."

"It doesn't matter if your life is poor, at least you can grow up safe and sound under the care of your parents, get married, have children, and spend your life peacefully," Yang Ruoqing said.

Xiao Yaxue nodded repeatedly, "Yes, I think so too. I hope she won't be so miserable in the next life!"

Yang Ruoqing nodded and looked towards the house where the movement was still continuing.

"Since Wang Po, an old thing, dares to come out and do such a thing, she must have seen big storms."

"The usual methods of poking a silver needle, beating and scolding are probably enough to deal with Chen Jinhong, but they probably won't be of much use to Mrs. Wang." Yang Ruoqing continued.

Xiao Yaxue said: "This trick of yours makes her feel more uncomfortable than killing her with a knife by letting a dozen beggars and homeless people come over to do something to her."

"Hahaha, many of those beggars haven't bathed for several years,"

"There are so many abscesses on my body that I feel sick when I see them. When I think about Grandma Wang being fucked by such a group of people, I feel so good and happy!" she said.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Me too, no matter whether I can force you to find out something, I will let Mrs. Wang suffer this crime."

Xiao Yaxue said: "I guess it's almost time, let's let them take a break at halftime."

Yang Ruoqing stood up and said, "Well, it's our turn to appear."

The two entered the house, and the scene in the house was terrifying.

There were three or four people waiting on Granny Wang's bed, and three or four more were waiting on the floor. There were two others who probably couldn't wait any longer and were bored.

There happened to be the pretty boy raised by Mrs. Wang lying on the ground, so the two guys simply dragged the pretty boy to the soft cave over there and did something like that.

"Oh my god, everyone here is so good at playing, it's such a big scene!" Xiao Yaxue looked around and was happy.

Yang Ruoqing covered her nose and frowned.

She took out the whip in her hand and whipped it, "Get out of here."

The men on the bed quickly jumped out of bed and hid aside like toads.

When Yang Ruoqing and Xiao Yaxue went to find them today, they saw that the two girls were so beautiful, so they had not thought of teasing them.

As a result, after being whipped by Yang Ruoqing, she became completely honest.

At this moment, Yang Ruoqing shouted, and even though she was halfway through doing something, she was so frightened that she jumped down and hid aside to watch, waiting for the next instructions.

Xiao Yaxue raised her hand and waved to them: "Are you tired during the midfield? Go to the kitchen to find some food to fill your stomach first. Later, when you have enough strength, you will have to work again, so go ahead!"

The beggars and tramps immediately dispersed, ran out of the house, and began to 'search' Mrs. Wang's house.

Xiao Yaxue walked over and opened the window to ventilate the room so that the strange smell in the room could dissipate.

Here, Yang Ruoqing stood beside the bed and looked at the dying Wang Po on the bed.

"How's it going? With so many men serving you like a queen, isn't it much more powerful than that pretty boy like you?" Yang Ruoqing asked with a smile.

Wang Po was lying there with her arms and legs spread out, and she didn't even have the strength to raise her hands to cover herself.

However, those eyes stared at Yang Ruoqing with hatred.
Chapter completed!