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

Liang Yiyun revealed a subtle smile, then suddenly lowered his head and gently blew a breath towards Shen Ming, who was sleeping in the coffin.

With a breath, Shen Ming, who was in a deep sleep, slowly opened his eyes.

The dim light from above made his eyes uncomfortable. He blinked and realized he was lying in a coffin. He was startled and sat up abruptly.

Gasping for breath, Shen Ming saw the most horrifying sight before him, and cold sweat broke out on his brow.

What on earth is going on here?
"You were drugged and knocked unconscious by your village chief, then placed in a coffin as a sacrifice to appease our anger. Today is your death day, are you afraid?" The evil spirit Liang Yiyun looked at him with a malicious smile.

Shen Ming's eyes widened in disbelief as he looked at the village chief on the riverbank: "Village chief, how could you harm me? I haven't offended you, why are you doing this to me?"

When confronted with questions, a hint of guilt flashed in the village chief's eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.

“I’m doing this all for the sake of our entire village. By sacrificing you, we can eliminate those people’s resentment towards the village and bring peace and happiness to everyone. It’s worth it. I’m doing this for the sake of the masses. Sacrificing you to save hundreds of lives—any normal person knows what to choose.”

Yes, any normal person knows how to choose. But if it were their own choice, and they had to risk their life for it, probably very few people would say such a thing.

Liang Yiyun suddenly spoke up: "Actually, there's no need to worry, village chief. You can be offered as a sacrifice. After all, you are highly respected, and people would be more willing to enjoy your soul than this young man."

The village chief gave a dry laugh, completely unconvinced: "This kind of joke isn't funny at all. Don't joke with me like that."

After saying that, the village chief urged Liang Yiyun to take the person away quickly, as the sacrificial ceremony was complete and they should stop fooling around.

Shen Ming was terrified and covered in cold sweat. He protested angrily, "Why? Why should I sacrifice myself? I don't want to sacrifice myself! Village chief, aren't you afraid I'll accuse you of murder?"

The village chief turned to leave.

Liang Yiyun quickly grabbed him: "Don't rush off. I wasn't joking just now. Since you're so concerned about the village, you wouldn't mind sacrificing yourself for the village's benefit, would you?"

The village chief broke out in a cold sweat.

Seeing this, Li Zixuan, who was hiding to the side, felt extremely pleased.

He turned to Mr. Zhang beside him and said, "That's how it should be. You won't feel the pain until the knife falls on your own body. That village chief is such a hypocrite, being generous with other people's money while making it sound so noble. I hate people like that the most."

Shen Ming quickly deduced the general outline of the matter from the conversation. He immediately said to the village chief, "Village chief, since you are so concerned about the village, why don't you just sacrifice yourself? Wouldn't that be more appropriate? That way, you won't have to bear the moral pressure. Besides, I'm still young and have a bright future ahead of me. Shouldn't you pay some price for the young people in the village? After all, what you just said sounded so noble and righteous!"

Shen Ming's tone was full of sarcasm.

Liang Yiyun couldn't help but look at him with new respect.

This young man is very individualistic, unlike those young people in the past who would only be swayed by popular opinion when faced with problems, and would not know how to resist at all, and would end up as pitiful puppets and sacrifices!

Seeing the person who had been presiding over the ceremony with this expression, Liang Yiyun felt a surge of vengeful pleasure.

"I...I...I can't...I'm too old, and I've done so much for the village. Even if I haven't done anything great, I've certainly put in a lot of hard work. Why should I have to sacrifice myself in the end? This is so unfair to me!"

The village chief retreated repeatedly, attempting to escape.

But something strange appeared in front of him. The village chief kept running, thinking he was sprinting, but in reality he was just standing still.

The others, witnessing this comical scene, fell silent.

Zhang Hao shook his head speechlessly: "These people nowadays are all so despicable." Liang Yiyun walked over slowly and placed his hand on the village chief's shoulder.

"Stop struggling, give up everything you have. Give up everything to appease the resentment of us, the victims of countless lifetimes!"

As he spoke, he lifted the village chief with one hand, then turned to Shen Ming, who was sitting in the coffin, and urged him, "Get out of there quickly, that's not a place for you to sit."

Although Shen Ming was still very afraid of this evil spirit, it seemed that the spirit was not targeting him at the moment.

He climbed out of the coffin and waded through the pond back to the shore.

The village chief, who had been thrown into the coffin, struggled to escape, but his strength was no match for Liang Yiyun.

Liang Yiyun gently patted him on the head!
A talisman was slapped on his forehead, and the struggling village chief's gaze immediately went blank. He was then gently pushed down into the coffin by the evil spirit.

"Are you willing to trade the village chief's life for your own?" Liang Yiyun asked Shen Ming, who had already come ashore, before closing the coffin lid.

Shen Ming answered without hesitation: "I will naturally show no mercy to someone who wants to take my life. My answer will never change—I am willing!"

Liang Yiyun applauded for him.

"You are truly an extraordinary young person, daring to express your unique thoughts. If we had had your courage back then, we wouldn't have been morally blackmailed and forced into becoming sacrifices!"

These words touched upon those heavy memories of the past.

Shen Ming dared not say more.

The coffin lid was closed. Liang Yiyun pushed the coffin towards the center of the pond.

Just as the coffin was about to sink into the pond—

Zhang Hao emerged from the shadows and stopped the evil spirit Liang Yiyun's actions: "Wait. In any case, you have no right to judge, much less the right to take lives without cause. Release the person."

The sudden appearance of Zhang Hao startled Liang Yiyun.

He was seriously injured by this person at the Shen family ancestral hall!
Liang Yiyun gritted her teeth and cursed angrily, "What's going on? Are you still haunting me?"

Zhang Hao found this accusation extremely unpleasant: "You're the one who's haunting me. If you'd behave yourself, I wouldn't bother coming after you. Release the person, and above all, don't harm innocent lives."

Liang Yiyun pulled out a long sword from somewhere.

The longsword was shrouded in a cloud of black mist, making it appear eerie and terrifying.

"I will never release them! Since the Shen family used our sacrifices to gather fortune and enjoyed a century of wealth and glory, then a hundred years from now, they should pay the price for everything they have enjoyed!"

Especially the village chief—the position of village chief has been passed down through generations in the Shen family, and a hundred years ago, it was the village chief of the Shen family who presided over the sacrificial rites.

It was also the village chief's faction that started the tragedy of many innocent young people.

Now that they have a chance for revenge, how could they possibly let it go so easily? (End of Chapter)