Becoming a Fox Spirit from Under One Person.

"Bai Da, Bai Da, there are a few things we don't understand. Could you explain them to us first?"

"Why hasn't this epidemic affected your family? Are you hiding something?! You, Bai Da, usually use animals to test medicine. Are we just like the animals in the mountains?"

"Why should only you have healthy hands and feet!"

After this man's drink, the remaining villagers gradually gained confidence. Most of them didn't think too deeply about it; they had only heard that "you are what you eat" and that "if you eat parts of the Bai family, the missing parts will grow back." So they followed along.

"You bunch of beasts, you lunatics!"

"My mother, wife, and children are fine because they drank water from a different source than in Black Mountain Village. You were all harmed by the black blood that the three-eyed monster corpse released!" Bai Da was frantic. Now that things had come to this, what was the use of explaining the truth?

After years of saving lives, this is the result I get?

If we had arrived even a moment later today, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

"Who started this whole thing today?!"

"Step forward!"

Bai Da, wielding a sickle, pointed it at the first few people in line, causing them to retreat in fear. At this moment, several elders in charge stepped forward and said, "I say, since it's a misunderstanding, let's clarify it. All the blame lies with that strange corpse; we were also forced into this situation."

"Yes, yes, we were all harmed by others."

"The fact that nothing happened is a blessing in disguise." As the crowd receded, the sounds of earthenware pots and wooden basins colliding echoed in the narrow space. These "bang bang bang" noises made Bai Da's chest heave violently.

"Step forward!"

No one in the crowd responded. As Bai Da continued his relentless questioning, a few young people finally couldn't hold back any longer and pointed at him, saying, "Don't think that just because you've helped us with some minor ailments, you can consider yourself our benefactor. Nothing happened today, everyone's happy. If you keep bothering us, you're disregarding the bonds of kinship among fellow villagers."

"To hell with loyalty!" Bai Da swung his sickle, slashing at the man's shoulder, blood splattering onto his companion's cheek. Upon seeing blood, people become like bulls seeing red, instantly becoming impulsive and violent.

Soon, chaos erupted in the front yard and courtyard. Despite his best efforts, Bai Da was ultimately reduced to a rag doll amidst the flurry of punches.

"Stop hitting me, stop...stop hitting me!" Bai Da's wife knelt down and pleaded, but Bai Da, curled up on the ground, still roared, "It can't be stopped!"

"Fine, please..."

"I can't let you suffer..."

Punches and kicks rained down on Bai Da. At first, he could still feel the pain, but later the pain faded, and in the end, nothing was left.

Bai Da felt his body become very light, like an old sack that had been kicked around, its contents long since emptied out, leaving only the skin swaying with inertia. The curses, sneers, and the cracking sounds of bones dislocating all faded into the distance.

He looked up in confusion.

Suddenly, clouds and smoke rose before his eyes, and a large, blazing sunset lay three feet above his head, lazily spreading out.

Above the misty clouds, a person sat cross-legged, his expression calm and leisurely, looking down at an amber-colored fruit in his palm.

Bai Da was stunned for a moment, then exclaimed, "You are... an immortal!"

"The scenery in Black Mountain Village is really beautiful." Chen Ruoan looked at the Dream Fruit, and the scene inside the fruit slowly unfolded.

An old locust tree, its branches like bones, carried three corpses.

The old woman's eyes were gouged out, leaving two dark, empty sockets facing the sky; another woman's chest and abdomen were ripped open, her internal organs removed; and the smallest one had all four limbs severed at the roots, its small body hanging from a branch, turning gently in the breeze.

"What is this?!" Bai Da was filled with hatred, clenched his fists, and gritted his teeth.

"It's one possibility."

Chen Ruoan scrutinized the somewhat simple-minded medicine man. If Bai Da had continued to act like a pushover, the fox would never have shown up. Since he harbored resentment but was powerless to release it, the fox was still willing to lend a helping hand.

The reason is simple: foxes dislike stupidity.

Almost all the suffering inflicted on mankind stems from ignorance, and good intentions without insight can cause just as much harm as evil.

"A bunch of beasts!" Bai cursed.

"If you were given one wish, how would you deal with the people of Black Mountain Village?"

Bai Da pondered briefly and replied, "Execute the ringleader! Severely punish accomplices! Let the innocent go."

"If we let the innocent go, what if they come back to avenge their loved ones later?"

“No… no.” Bai Da shook his head. “Immortal, I want to educate them. If these people grow up and can’t distinguish between good and evil, right and wrong, cause and effect, then I will kill them.”

"That's a decent answer. From now on, you'll be in charge of Black Mountain Village." After saying that, the fox's body, along with the Dream Fruit, was swept into a certain reality.

Halfway up the mountain in Black Mountain Village, a cold wind swept through the crowd. With the help of the karmic ties, the young people at the front of the line screamed and their limbs withered at a visible speed, quickly turning into immobile "green worms".

Accomplices will be severely punished.

The heads of the elders in charge had all flown away, and the headless corpses staggered a few steps before rolling down the hillside to the foot of the mountain.

The ringleader was executed.

Bai Da's wishes were being fulfilled one after another. He staggered to his feet and said to the few unharmed people and children, "When you are able to distinguish right from wrong and still want to come here for revenge, I will be waiting for you to come and kill me."

As soon as he finished speaking, some herbal rings were bound around the wrists of several children. According to Bai Da's wish, these rings would protect the children from some bad behavior before they grew up.

After revisiting the past, Chen Ruoan shifted his focus to the Republican era.

Gao Haoguang was blown by the wind to the vicinity of Heishan Village. Before dawn, a group of farmers came down the mountain to work. Unfortunately, this year's harvest was poor, and they could not repay the rent and loans.

"Is this the Potato God's intention? He wants me to solve the village's harvest problem?"

"With my planting techniques, I'm sure I can lead the people out of their suffering!"

Chapter 301 Reclaiming Luck

Gao Haoguang looked into the distance and saw that the farmers in the fields had their backs hunched over. The morning light had not yet risen, and he could only see several hunched black shadows.

"Uncle, Aunt!"

"I'm here to help." Gao Haoguang waved from afar, and his shout startled several people so much that they almost jumped out of the ground.

"Whose child is shouting so loudly? They're practically courting death!" The Bai family has extended their lease again, and the group must harvest the taro on the south slope before the Bai family's lackeys patrol the fields, otherwise they'll be starving again for the next few days.

"Huh?" Gao Haoguang felt like he had done something wrong, so he stopped talking and quietly stood by the field, watching the people working in the field.

On the south-facing slope, taro leaves drooped. The man bent down, grasped the stems at the base, and slowly lifted them up, while the woman beside him loosened the soil with a shovel. The blade struck the gravel, sending up a few sparks.

The group worked quickly, and no one spoke during the entire process. Gao Haoguang didn't get any useful information from the casual conversation. Following Chen Ruoan's instructions, he used his magic to control the life force and guide the soybeans in the field to grow crookedly.

The half-dead beans became fresh and vibrant, but under the influence of Gao Haoguang's special execution field, they underwent another transformation. One by one, the brightly colored beans popped out of their pods and scattered all over the ground.

"The theory is simple, but the experiment is a completely different story." Gao Haoguang sat with his legs crossed, deep in thought.

After trying it out, when the two patrolmen from the Bai family came around from the other side of the canal, there was a dull thud of a shovel hitting the ground. Gao Haoguang turned around and saw an old farmer being grabbed by the collar from behind by a man in a gray jacket. The old farmer stumbled backward and hit his lower back on a clod of earth on the edge of the field.

"Harvesting taro?" The man in the gray jacket stepped on the old man's cloth shoes. "You dare touch anything in this field without Master Bai's approval?"

"You've taken too much, leaving nothing for us. How are we supposed to survive?"

"Then you might as well not live."

The man raised his hand and slapped forward.

Snapped!

Before he could land, his wrist was grabbed by a hand. He turned his head and met a young face. Gao Haoguang was pinching his wrist bone.

"You—" The man in the gray jacket struggled, but his wrist didn't come off; the strength he showed was definitely not that of a child.

"Where did it come from?"

"From the town."

"Don't be a scapegoat! Do you even know whose territory this Black Mountain is? Even if the county magistrate and other officials from the town come, they'll have to give Master Bai face!"

Gao Haoguang picked at his ear with his little finger, feeling that the wording was old-fashioned and boring, and he had no interest in listening to it.

“You bully others by taking advantage of your power; you deserve to be punished and taught a lesson.”

Snapped!

He punched the man in the face.

The seeker's arrogant and domineering nature caused him to faint.

"So fragile."

"Young man, that's enough, that's enough." The old farmer struggled to his feet, his back hunched, and staggered to Gao Haoguang's side.

"Thank you for your help, old man, but once you leave, all the retaliation will fall on our family. We are powerless and vulnerable, and we cannot withstand the harassment. Please stop."

"Sigh, what's wrong with you here?" Gao Haoguang sighed and began to ask the old farmer about the situation in the Black Mountain area.

The old farmer trembled slightly, his heart filled with unbearable bitterness, and slowly recounted to Gao Haoguang what the Bai family had done.

“You’re not from the Black Mountain area, so you don’t understand our difficulties! All the fields and forests around here belong to the Bai family’s ancestral property at the foot of the mountain. They control the entire area. The Bai family is wealthy and powerful; they can control everything here. No one in the village dares to offend them!”

"We farmers all live off the land rented from the Bai family. We toil in the wind and sun all year round, and most of our harvest has to be handed over as rent. They keep adding layers of charges, finding all sorts of ways to increase the rent and impose miscellaneous levies. Even the small change we earn from cutting firewood and gathering herbs has to be given to them. If anyone dares to delay payment or argue even a little, the Bai family will send people to our door to force us to pay the rent, take back our land, and cut off our livelihood."

“This man is just a lackey hired by the Bai family to come and collect rent and bully people. We have been farming for generations and have no one to rely on. We can’t afford to offend the landlords and powerful people. No matter how wronged we are, we can only grit our teeth and endure it.”

Gao Haoguang tilted his head.

Seeing injustice on the road, one should draw one's sword to help—could this be the true intention of the "Potato God"?

"But what should we do?"

Gao Haoguang stared around and glanced at the bursting beans.

"Um--"

"Your belongings here will basically all be taken away by the Bai family, one by one?"

"Yes, not a single grain remained."

A large portion of the rice, wheat, and other grains would be reserved for the landlord's family to eat. The wine and livestock feed would also come from here. The rest would be hoarded to raise prices and traded for cash.

"Then I'll go and get them some more things."

The colorful grains might be seen as strange objects by ordinary people.

"You don't need to worry about this servant. Once he wakes up, things might be over."

After giving a few instructions, Gao Haoguang stopped adjusting the surrounding life force, stuffed all the crops he had grown into his pocket, covered his face and disguised himself as a bandit, and headed straight for the Bai family mansion.

"To poison something you grew yourself is a bit disrespectful to yourself..."

“The other side is a mortal, so the dosage still needs to be reduced according to a certain ratio.” Gao Haoguang hopped a few beans and stuffed them into the white rice that Master Bai was going to eat for lunch, then jumped onto the roof and waited patiently.

"Wow!"