Chapter 1 - Unjust Death

Ye Zhen and the quick travel system died together.

She thought she would lose her mind, but she heard a faint noise in her ears.

"You said that this daughter of the Ye family is the daughter of two children, so she doesn't know how to restrain herself."

"Who knows what she thinks. It's embarrassing enough to have a child out of wedlock, but she's still unwilling to kiss him, and now she's stealing from a man. It's really..."

"Stop talking, it's important to die. Look at how pitiful Father Ye and the two children are crying. You should have some moral integrity!"

"Zhen... it's dad who is sorry for you. He shouldn't have said those words. They were all angry words! Why did you take it so seriously?"

"Mom, I was wrong...please wake up, please wake up and hit me..."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuu Mom...it hurts so much..."

Ye Zhen felt that she was half-held by someone, and there were two heavy objects lying on her body.

"vomit--"

She suddenly straightened up, vomited out a stomach full of cold water, and became more awake.

The crowd watching the excitement made an uproar and backed away in shock.

Ye Zhen opened her sore and swollen eyes filled with water vapor. In her blurry vision, there were a circle of people of all ages, old and young, mostly old people with hunched waists.

"Zhen! You're awake! Daddy will know that you're okay... Wake up, wake up, wake up, okay..."

"mom!"

"mom!"

The person hugging her held her tightly in his arms, and two pairs of small hands rushed over to wrap around her.

Ye Zhen was a little confused. She tentatively called the system in her mind, but there was no response. It seemed that she had really gotten rid of it.

"What a weird thing! Didn't you just say that you died..."

"Just say less. It's a good thing when people come back to life!"

"It's strange that she has been dead for a long time. I pinched her calf just now and it became stiff..."

"Don't be scary, isn't she sitting up now?"

Ye Zhen was shocked out of her senses by these voices. Taking into account the conversation she heard vaguely and the clothes on her body that were soaked and stained with fishy mud, she quickly came to the conclusion that she seemed to be guilty of stealing the man's clothes. He committed suicide by throwing himself into the river.

As soon as I thought of this, the memories in the depths of my mind fell like snowflakes.

Three or four years ago, Ye Zhen took the Chinese medicinal materials at home to be sold in the county's Chinese medicine hall. On her way home at night, she met a man covered in blood near a garbage dump in an alley. She was dragged in by the man and raped.

After waking up, the man was nowhere to be found. Ye Zhen couldn't stand the excitement and went crazy. She didn't go to the university she had just admitted.

Ten months into her pregnancy, she gave birth to twins, a boy and a girl. She recovered from her madness, but suffered from severe depression.

Ye Zhen was very beautiful, and even if she gave birth to two children out of wedlock, there would still be people willing to come as a matchmaker, but the man's conditions were not much better.

Either he is an old widower, or he is a lazy second-rate man.

A while ago, a matchmaker came over and introduced a man who was a few years older than Ye Zhen. Ye Zhen refused because she didn't want to get married.

But that man coveted her beauty, and would come to harass Ye Zhen from time to time when Father Ye was not at home.

Two days ago, they even broke into Ye Zhen's house in broad daylight, trying to force Ye Zhen to marry her home.

Ye Zhen was so stimulated that she went crazy. She picked up a kitchen knife and started slashing randomly. The man was scared away and even lost a shoe.But when he sneaked into Ye Zhen's house, his back was seen by the villagers, and the rumors spread like a prairie fire.

Gossip is human nature, especially in such a closed mountain village. Every little thing can be magnified and spread infinitely to relieve everyone's boring life, not to mention big things like stealing men.

The man who stole the man had a criminal record, which undoubtedly added to the fire.

When Father Ye came home and saw one of the man's shoes, he was suffocating because of what happened three or four years ago, but now he completely exploded.

Pointing at Ye Zhen's nose, she cursed: "I'm so embarrassed...Why did I give birth to such an embarrassing daughter...It's better not to have her..."

The son was also a good-looking child. He was already ashamed of being laughed at by the children in the village, so he muttered, "It would be better not to have a mother..."

Ye Zhen, who was already suffering from severe depression, was struck by the words of her family members and the villagers gossiped about her, so she committed suicide by drowning herself in the river.

Ye Zhen saw that man in the crowd just now. She couldn't let Ye Zhen die unjustly!

The suspicious words of the villagers reached his ears, and Ye Zhen's green and white lips smiled strangely.

She has experienced a lot in the supernatural world and is very familiar with ghosts.

Father Ye happened to let go of his arm that was holding her tightly, and wanted to ask how his daughter was doing, when he saw the person in his arms jump up.

The body was stiff and stiff, and the red dress soaked by the water was bright red, and it seemed to be bleeding all over her body.

The pale face was covered by wet and messy black hair, leaving only the pale lips exposed.

Everyone saw the lips opening and closing, and the voice was very weird, full of strong resentment: "I will never rest in peace..."

The faintly resentful, cold and thin female voice gave everyone present goosebumps.

Before she even had time to feel her goosebumps, she saw the stiff woman fished out from the bottom of the river, throwing herself on a man and squeezing the man's neck with her pale, wrinkled hands.

Someone was so frightened that he screamed: "Fake corpse——"

The crowd gasped in horror, pushed and retreated in a commotion, and then heard the woman in the red dress speak quietly.

"Why did you harm me! Why did you harm me! Go to death with me!"

Strange to say, the grown man was suppressed and couldn't struggle out.

His big hand with protruding veins was grabbing the thin and cold woman's hand on her neck, but he couldn't pull it away. The man who had a ghost in his heart was frightened to death.

As soon as he heard that he would accompany her to death, he was immediately frightened and screamed: "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I shouldn't have picked the lock and sneaked into your house! I shouldn't have tried to force you! I was wrong... I was wrong..."

"You...forced me..."

"I didn't! I didn't! Didn't you chop me off with a kitchen knife and run away? I didn't touch you! I really didn't touch you! Look, I was injured by the kitchen knife on my arm, and it bleeds..."

"Ah——" The high-pitched female voice suddenly screamed in terror, which stung people's eardrums and made their brains buzz.

Everyone suppressed their fear and took a closer look. Sure enough, the man's arm was bleeding and it was stained on the hand of the woman in the red dress. She screamed and retracted her thin claws as if she had been burned.

The man took the opportunity to push her away and rushed through the crowd to escape. He was so scared that he shouted at the top of his lungs: "There's a ghost! There's a ghost!"

The crowd was so shocked that they all backed away, but their fear could not outweigh their curiosity, so they refused to leave and still gathered around the river to watch.

"Zhen! Dad made the mistake of blaming you! My poor Zhen! My son, oh oh oh..." Father Ye rushed over and hugged the woman in the red dress who was sitting there stiffly.

Everyone gasped, and an old man with gray hair sighed: "My child, it's no longer unjust. We've all heard it. You can go in peace..."

 Chapter 1: The original person was raped. If there is a little angel who is entangled, please stop the loss in time!This is not a purely fantasy romance novel, there are many places that reveal the gloomy reality!Zaizai's father does not represent the male protagonist. There is no need to tell the little angel when he leaves. The author bows and thanks!
  
 
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