My daily mountain driving, I met a fox at the beginning and got married

With his powerful cultivation and keen senses, Zhang Hao noticed the anomaly and quickly regained his senses. This little girl was indeed formidable; her ability to weave dreams and manipulate reality alone made her a demon king-level evil spirit. Even if the Black and White Impermanence were to appear in person, they would likely struggle to subdue her.

The woman next to him stood there dumbfounded, seemingly completely unaware of the sensitivity of their conversation.

"So tell me, they caused the extermination of our Aryan race, so isn't it only right for me to take revenge on them?" the little girl asked after a pause.

Zhang Hao pondered for a moment, neither confirming nor denying. The people of this country had indeed seized this land by hunting Aryans. Although the people living here today may not be descendants of those people, they enjoy the benefits this land brings, while countless Aryan skeletons lie buried beneath it.

“I think they owe us atoning for our sins for generations to come. Whatever I ask them to do, they have to do,” the little girl said matter-of-factly, without feeling that there was anything wrong with her behavior.

"This generation is not the same as the ones from back then. After the massacre, you gradually took control of the entire town, and it's been like this ever since, right?" If the guess is correct, then this little girl has controlled this town for nearly one or two hundred years. With such a long time, it's no wonder she's so adept at manipulating dreams and reality.

The little girl nodded in agreement: "That's right, I've been in control of this town ever since. I was waiting for the people of this country to acknowledge this wrong history, and after they formally apologized, I would let them go and voluntarily go to the underworld to be reincarnated. Unfortunately, I never received their apology."

Zhang Hao sensed anger in the little girl's words. As a victim, she couldn't even get an apology, which was truly pathetic. No wonder she would resort to such a retaliatory act against society. Putting himself in her shoes, he probably would have acted even more extremely if he were in her position.

“They even distorted history, covered up past crimes, and made a lot of whitewashing movies. After decades of whitewashing and cover-ups, people now, and even people all over the world, believe that the extinction of the Aryans was due to smallpox, an unfortunate event, and had nothing to do with the people of this country.” As the little girl spoke, tears streamed down her face.

Zhang Hao knelt down in front of her and gently stroked her head: "History is often written by the victors. I know you are unwilling, but doing so will only make you sink deeper into a quagmire of pain from which you cannot extricate yourself."

The little girl suddenly stopped crying and asked coldly, "Are you trying to stop me?"

Meeting the little girl's cold gaze, Zhang Hao had no doubt that if he answered incorrectly, she would not hesitate to take his life. Although he was perfectly capable of protecting himself.

“That’s not what I meant. I just feel that what you’re doing is a waste of time, and overall, your revenge hasn’t really taken any real effect.”

A glint appeared in the little girl's eyes: "Then do you have any way to help me get revenge?"

After a moment of silence, Zhang Hao nodded: "I do have a way to help you take precise revenge on those people from back then and make them pay the price they deserve."

The little girl grabbed his hand excitedly and asked, "Tell me, tell me, what's the method?"

Zhang Hao felt that this solution perfectly met the little girl's needs.

“It’s simple, go make a movie. Or you can film the whole town, document your history, edit it into a film, and distribute it internationally to create a certain impact and expose the hidden historical truth. Your dream world is a natural filming location; you’ll definitely act very well.” The little girl smiled, clapped and cheered, hugged Zhang Hao and kissed him on the cheek: “Thank you, that’s a fantastic suggestion.”

“However, making a movie is no small matter; it involves a lot of professional knowledge. Although your cultivation level is not low, you probably don’t know much about this area. It would be best to find some professionals to help you,” Zhang Hao patiently reminded him.

The little girl thought carefully and realized that she really didn't know anything about making movies, and there was no one in the whole town who knew anything about it. This was going to be a bit of a problem.

Seeing the little girl's distressed expression, Zhang Hao spoke up at the opportune moment: "I've done everything I could. You just need to promise me you won't harm innocent lives. As for how you seek revenge, I won't stop you. Similarly, you must release my companions. We have no intention of interfering in your affairs," Zhang Hao emphasized again.

The person before her was far more powerful than herself and had even managed to break free from the illusion. Continuing to entangle with him would surely result in serious injury. After weighing the pros and cons, the girl, though wanting to keep him, lacked the strength to do so, and thus chose to part ways amicably.

The little girl smiled and said, "Of course! I'm not an unreasonable person. Your friends will all be safe and sound. By the way, do you need me to send a car to take you out of town?" In any case, the entire town's residents were under her control, living on the edge of reality and illusion.

Zhang Hao smiled and replied, "That would be wonderful. This trip has been quite a special experience."

The little girl remained curious about this person and asked, "I've heard that when you East Asians encounter a ghost like me, you usually advocate for its complete extermination. Why are you willing to let me go?" Especially since East Asian ghost-catching techniques are far superior to those of the West. In high society, certain mystical arts of the East are quite popular, but truly capable people are few and far between, and those who are confirmed to have such abilities are highly sought after.

"Of course, it's not appropriate for me, being an Easterner, to meddle in Western affairs. Besides, I'm not one to meddle in other people's business. As long as you don't cross me, everything is fine," Zhang Hao replied frankly.

This answer pleased the little girl, who nodded in satisfaction: "You're so honest, I really like that. It's a pity I can't keep you here. Can I come visit you later? I think we can be friends. I've given myself a new name, Frizzy."

“Of course you can come to me, Frizzy.” Zhang Hao accepted her as a friend and said with a smile, “Maybe I’ll need your help sometime in the future.”

Freya was actually quite pleased to hear this: "That's wonderful! Don't hesitate to ask if you need any help." After all, he had suggested a very useful method of revenge, which meant she owed him a favor, and it would be best to repay it.

"Don't worry, I won't hold back then."

The two parted ways. Zhang Hao went back to find his partner, who had already woken up, explained the situation, and a car was already waiting for them outside.

The driver smiled and said that someone had paid him to take them away from the town.

Zhang Hao and his companions got into the car. Looking at the town scenery rushing past the window, Chen Anshui couldn't help but sigh deeply. (End of Chapter)