I become a god in another world

Chapter 721 Past Events

Chapter 721

Upon seeing this person, Yu Lingzhu felt a surge of malice and hatred.

She worked herself to the bone, endured this old man's harassment and exploitation, and now he even wanted to force her to marry him. She might as well kill him while he was asleep.

The moment this thought crossed Yu Lingzhu's mind, she was startled.

But when she came to her senses, she realized that she might be dreaming.

So what if you kill someone in your dream?
There was no one around at the moment, and she had come in smoothly without any obstacles, as if there was no survivor. It would be good to kill him in her dream to vent her anger.

Thinking of this, she suddenly became bold, took the scissors from the basket, and plunged them into Wang Laosan's throat.

Wang Laosan was stabbed in the throat in his dream and woke up in excruciating pain.

Fresh blood gushed out, spraying all over Yu Lingzhu's head and face.

The blood was both foul-smelling and warm, making Yu Lingzhu want to vomit.

"you you--"

Wang Laosan woke up with a start, but his trachea was blocked, preventing him from speaking. He pointed at Yu Lingzhu, trying to exclaim:
"Come, come here!"

Yu Lingzhu was terrified and decided to go all the way.

The laws of the Han Dynasty were strict, and this world did not tolerate women's disobedience. If the matter were exposed, she would not only die, but she might also implicate the Chang family.

We absolutely cannot let that old thief live.

She grabbed the scissors and started stabbing wildly, while the old man beneath her struggled desperately with astonishing strength.

He grabbed her hand, his nails scratching wildly on her hands and face. Yu Lingzhu didn't know if he had broken the skin, but she felt a burning pain.

But she didn't know exactly how many times she stabbed the old man. Anyway, his neck was slashed, and a few times the scissors hit the bone, almost cutting his head off.

Wang Laosan was, after all, a human, not a ghost. After a few blows, he stopped struggling and had long since died.

Strangely enough, despite the commotion caused by the two, and considering that the Wang family has several children and the neighbors live nearby, not a single person made a sound to question them or knock on the wall.

Once the matter was settled, Yu Lingzhu came to her senses and realized the enormity of her mistake.

Blood was everywhere in the room.

The blood that Wang Laosan sprayed almost reached the roof beams. His death was gruesome, with his rolled-up, white fat mixed in with the blood.

The strong smell of blood made Yu Lingzhu want to vomit.

She only realized how terrified she was after killing the person; her hands trembled as she gripped the scissors, and she felt like crying again.

Unfortunately, no one in this world could protect her; the Chang family was not her refuge.

Old Mrs. Chang is a good person, but she can't completely control the Chang family. Chang Xianwang wants to marry her off to make some money. If he finds out that she killed someone and caused trouble, he definitely won't keep her. He might even take the initiative to report her in order to distance himself from her.

"It's over, it's over."

Yu Lingzhu thought in despair, "I'm definitely going to die now."

She will be thrown into prison and quickly executed.

In her moment of despair, she suddenly remembered the woman she had dreamed of who was muttering "Chang Hao" and looked exactly like her.

What should this woman do if she killed someone?

While she was lost in thought, she heard the sound of the night watchman's drum outside, clearly hearing it ring several times.

“It’s past midnight—” she said.

After saying that, he realized he had killed someone and was terrified. He thought in a panic: If only time could turn back.

If time could be reversed to a day earlier, she would certainly have been obedient and would never have dared to commit crimes and murder.

In this way, Wang Laosan is still alive, and nothing has happened.

……

Inside the dilapidated house of the Chang family, Old Mrs. Chang watched as Yu Lingzhu babbled incoherently, shouting something unintelligible.

One minute they're shouting "Chang Hao," the next they're shouting "Murder!"

Her forehead was burning hot, almost scalding to the touch.

"Lingzhu may not survive."

Old Master Chang.

But the outcome was beyond her expectations; Yu Lingzhu not only survived, but her fever also began to subside.

When she woke up at dawn, she looked dazed.

Her body turned ice-cold, as if the high fever had subsided overnight. It was as if she carried a block of ice, giving people a sense of fear when they touched her.

Her gaze was also off.

Yu Lingzhu's thoughts were somewhat disordered.

Just moments before, she clearly remembered sneaking into Wang Laosan's house and killing him. She even heard the night watchman's drum, it was the third watch of the night. Then she drifted off to sleep, and when she woke up, how did she end up in the Chang family's dilapidated house again?
Yu Lingzhu was extremely terrified.

The feeling of killing was so real; the blood sprayed on her face and head, sticky, smelly, and warm.

Wang Laosan's body was covered in blood. I pressed him down, and he was like a fish struggling for its last breath on a chopping board, with tremendous strength.

Oh, and he also grabbed her hand.

Yu Lingzhu remembers that her skin was scratched.

In her panic, just as she was about to check her arm, the door was pushed open and Old Mrs. Chang came in.

"Mother—" Yu Lingzhu trembled, her face turning deathly pale. Then she asked:

"Mother, has anything strange happened next door?"

"Lingzhu has awakened!"

Grandma Chang looked delighted, affectionately touching her forehead and squeezing her palm, relieved that her fever had subsided.

After a long pause, she finally realized that Yu Lingzhu had asked her a question, and then shook her head:

"There's nothing strange about it."

“What about the cloth shop next door? The one where I often go to weave silk for them—” Yu Lingzhu pressed.

Her question hit Old Mrs. Chang in an awkward position.

Old Mrs. Chang was worried about how to bring up the 'marriage' that Chang Xianwang had mentioned, but when she heard her bring up the cloth shop, her eyes darted away, and she stammered:

"N-nothing's wrong, what could possibly happen to them?"

After saying that, his gaze darted left and right, and he called out softly:

"Lingzhu, I... I have something I want to tell you. You know that Third Master Wang from the cloth shop next door, we're old acquaintances. He's honest and hardworking, and he can earn money to support his family. He's a bit old, but he's very caring—"

Upon hearing this, Yu Lingzhu felt a surge of malice.

Without Grandma Chang saying anything more, she had already guessed what Grandma Chang was going to say next.

This world truly cannot tolerate her.

She thought bitterly: If only Wang Laosan were really dead!
Thinking of this, she lowered her head as if possessed, and then pulled up her sleeve.

Her wrists were thin and slender, and her skin was sallow due to years of malnutrition. Several dark purple bruises had appeared on her wrists, as if she had been squeezed hard by someone before.

Several scratches appeared on it, the wounds were fresh, as if they had been scratched not long ago.

'Bang bang bang.'

Yu Lingzhu's heart pounded like a drum. She suddenly pulled down her sleeve and tugged at it tightly, trying to cover the wound.

"What's going on? Wasn't that a dream?"

As she thought about it, she unconsciously reached out to wipe her forehead and cheeks. Her face was clean, without a drop of blood.

But what happened to these wounds? Old Mrs. Chang was still rambling on, but Yu Lingzhu was so confused that she had no intention of listening to anything more.

She talked for a while, then, seeing Yu Lingzhu lost in thought, she pulled her aside:
"Lingzhu'er, did you hear what I said?"

"I heard it—" Yu Lingzhu seemed to have thought of something terrifying, and her whole body trembled.

She was still quite young, her face was so thin it was almost skin and bones, and her eyes were surprisingly large, as if they were about to bulge out.

This child has a hard life.

Thinking of this, Old Lady Chang felt pity again, guessing that she might be afraid because she couldn't bear the truth.

"Lingzhu'er, it's not that your mother is heartless, it's just... you know our situation. Your mother really can't hold on any longer. This is a woman's fate," she said.

“If I don’t get married, how can I survive? I’m not in charge of this family. I’ll let Wang do it first. He has his reasons. Lingzhu, don’t blame me.”

“Third Master Wang is no good, but he’s old. Just endure it for a few years, and he’ll die eventually. That’s how women live their lives. This world doesn’t tolerate women doing whatever they want, Lingzhu.”

Old Mrs. Chang wept sadly:

“I didn’t want to get married before, and I didn’t want to marry into the Chang family, but I had no choice. My parents beat me with a stick, and I had to obey.”

She later got married, had children, and accepted her fate.

Before I knew it, I had reached this age.

"Lingzhu'er—" Old Mrs. Chang wanted to persuade her further, but Yu Lingzhu looked at her wrist and suddenly became excited:
“Mother, I can’t get married. I’m still a daughter-in-law of the Chang family.”

When Grandma Chang heard this, she was stunned.

“This Third Master Wang is not going to live long. He’s a short-lived man. I’ve calculated it. Tonight at midnight, he will die a violent death,” she said.

Her audacious words startled Old Mrs. Chang.

"You, you mustn't be talking nonsense."

Yu Lingzhu felt flustered, but for some reason, recalling the scene in her 'dream' last night gave her a bit more confidence:

“I’m not talking nonsense. I said he would die at midnight tonight. He would never live to see dawn.”

"..." Old Mrs. Chang looked at her with suspicion and fear, clearly thinking she had gone mad.

Yu Lingzhu didn't say much more to Elder Chang.

She was still unaware of her situation, constantly thinking about the woman in her dream last night who looked like her, wondering where that woman had gone, and also wondering about the scene of killing Wang Laosan last night.

The Chang family wouldn't allow her to be sick and bedridden all the time.

During the day, she did everything as usual: she got up to do laundry, cook, and tidy up the firewood. When she had free time, she sat down at the loom and started working.

But Yu Lingzhu was preoccupied with something and couldn't calm down. She remembered the appearance of Third Master Wang, who had died at her hands the night before, and she was afraid.

Feeling restless, she gritted her teeth and got up, deciding to go to the fabric shop for a walk and take a look.

She went to the cloth shop and then saw Master Wang.

The sleazy old man sat in front of the counter, looking impatient. There was no one in the shop at the moment, and he was dozing off with one hand supporting his chin.

Before long, guests arrived, and two young women entered the cloth shop.

Startled awake by the sound of footsteps, Wang Laosan was about to lose his temper when he saw the two women. A lewd look appeared in his eyes, and he grinned as he went to greet them.

……

This scene was so real, so vivid; everything that happened last night felt like a dream.

"What do we do? What do we do!"

Yu Lingzhu's heart pounded like a drum. Terrified, she retreated to the Chang family home. Wang Laosan was really not dead. Could it be that she really had to marry such an old man and endure his torment for the rest of her life?
She spent the day with great anxiety.

As night fell, she hesitated to speak. When it got dark, she clung to Old Lady Chang, not wanting her to leave, and insisted that she wanted to sleep with Old Lady Chang.

Grandma Chang assumed that she had just had a fever a couple of days ago and, feeling guilty about her family's plan to marry her off to Wang Laosan, agreed to stay and keep her company.

Time passed little by little.

First watch, second watch—

Around midnight, the man banging the clapper shouted, startling Yu Lingzhu so much that she suddenly opened her eyes.

It's past midnight!

She was drenched in sweat.

Was last night really just a dream? She felt both disappointed and relieved: perhaps she should just accept her fate.

Grandma Chang is right. A woman's life may be destined to be bitter, and this is the only way she can live it.

But soon after, a sharp scream pierced the night sky, followed by the voice of a boy going through puberty:
"Killing! Killing!"

"Help! Someone killed my father!"

The shouts roused the sleeping city of Wuqing County to its core, carrying for miles around and startling many who were fast asleep.

Grandma Chang stopped snoring, suddenly opened her eyes, and asked tremblingly:

"What's wrong? What's wrong? What happened?"

In the darkness, Yu Lingzhu was stunned for a moment. She began to tremble uncontrollably, but soon after, she slowly grinned.

Wang Laosan is dead.

That night, he was stabbed in the throat by someone, and his entire neck was stabbed to pieces.

His eyes were wide open, and he died with his eyes open, unable to close them in peace.

The murder weapon was a pair of scissors, but the identity of the murderer remains unknown.

At the time of the incident, Wang Laosan's family was still at home. The door was locked from the inside and had not been opened. How the thief managed to enter the house without alerting his family and kill Wang Laosan remains a mystery.

After the incident, the neighbors were all arrested and questioned. Since there was no ghost sighting involved, the matter was not reported to the Demon Suppression Division and thus fell under the jurisdiction of the government.

The authorities were the first to suspect a home invasion and murder.

The investigation began with the three children of the Wang family. The third son's wife had just died, and the government suspected that the family's property had not been distributed fairly.

Under this pretext, several children were taken into custody and brought to the government office.

Wang Laosan has three children, the eldest being fourteen and the youngest only seven years old. The three children were quite frightened.

The two Chang brothers were also questioned one after the other.

After that, the Wang family's wealth was extorted by the officials, and the Chang family also paid a considerable price to escape.

The case of Wang Laosan became an unsolved mystery, and Yu Lingzhu never mentioned it again for the rest of her life.

This was a turning point in her life; she realized that she had become a special person, unlike ordinary people.

She commanded ghosts.

Where did the ghost come from? She didn't know.

From then on, she rose to prominence.

In critical moments, praying to gods and ghosts is useless; it's better to rely on yourself.

Only Old Lady Chang remembered that on the morning of the incident, Yu Lingzhu had made a "decisive prediction" that Wang Laosan would not live past midnight and would die a violent death.

These words sound like a curse, but also like a prediction.

But the Chang family were just ordinary people, so they dared not say such things.

This matter became a secret between the mother and daughter, and was never revealed again.

……

Within the ghost realm of Fengdu, time is flowing backward in Wuqing County.

Everything seemed to be starting anew, full of hope, but in reality, it was already destined to become a dead end.

(End of this chapter)