Chapter 22 - Battle of Wits
The Village Girl Who Jinxes Her Husband Is Filthy Rich
Translator: Lonelytree
Lin Yuelanâs narration was plain, but it invoked the cruelty and ruthlessness of the kids in the village. The adults were shocked.
âBut the more I shouted, the more excited these people became. Ying Zi was cheering from the side, clapping her hands from time to time while cursing, âbeat this jinx to death, beat her to death.â
âIn the end, it was Er Gou Zi who kicked me in the chest.â At this point, Lin Yuelanâs eyes sharpened. She glanced at Lin Chong and said with an angry expression, âUncle Chong, do you want me to show you the evidence of the kick?â
Of course, she meant taking off her clothes so that the villagers could examine the wound.
To be honest, the villagers had already believed Lin Yuelan when she lifted the hem of her skirt to show the bruises on her calf. However, they didnât think much of it. After all, the children were doing the village a service by beating up the jinx. It was fine as long as the jinx didnât die.
It was as if these people had forgotten that even though Lin Yuelan was a jinx, she was a human too. She would still feel pain. Ironically, the villagers would feel sad when they saw a stray cat or dog being mistreated, but they felt nothing when the same happened to a human.
Through the memories of the original owner, Lin Yuelan knew that she couldnât count on the villagers to have a shred of sympathy or remorse for her.
A sharp glint flashed in Lin Yuelanâs eyes, and she was about to reach out and unbutton her shirt.
Lin Dawei shouted sternly, âNonsense! Girl, weâre right out in the open! Put your clothes back on!â
Tears flowed down Lin Yuelanâs eyes as she said, âUncle Dawei, if I donât show the evidence, everyone will think that Iâm lying and that Iâm slandering the others.
âUncle Dawei, what have I done wrong? They say that Iâm a jinx, so they donât like me. Therefore, I isolate myself and live on my own.
âWhy did everyone come to find me every few days to scold and beat me? Even if I am a jinx, I need to ask. What have I done to uncles and aunties that I deserve to be treated like this?
âWhat have I done to uncles and aunties?â
The question slammed on everyoneâs hearts heavily. The only exception was Lin Siniu, who was still lying on the ground and howling. The other members of Lin Laosanâs family were afraid that Lin Yuelan had really turned into a ghost, so they didnât come because they felt guilty and afraid.
Lin Dawei swept his gaze across everyoneâs faces and said, âChild, you didnât do anything wrong. Your mistake was your kindness for giving that rotten priest a bowl of water.â
If not for that bowl of water, perhaps the child would still be Lin Laosanâs granddaughter. And she would still have a family.
Lin Yuelan said with tears, âUncle Dawei, I donât regret giving that old Taoist priest a bowl of water.â
Why? No one could understand it.
âIf Iâm really a jinx, then when I get married, wouldnât my husbandâs life be ruined? I donât want to harm an innocent man,â Lin Yuelan explained.
Why was Lin Xinlan saying all these?
It was because she needed to live in this village now. It was impossible for humans to live alone. Even if she didnât have a good relationship with the villagers, she didnât want it to get worse. As long as these people didnât provoke her, she would treat them as strangers.
Therefore, what she wanted now was for the villagers to feel ashamed and guilty. This was the only way the villagers would stay out of her way. Otherwise, there would be hell to pay. After all, she was not the host and would allow them to bully her.
The villagers pondered. It made sense. If the Taoist priest didnât point out the girlâs jinx, then she would get married and harm an innocent manâs life.
Lin Daweiâs eyes watered as he said, âGirl, youâre really too kind. Everyone treats you like this, yet youâre still thinking about...â still thinking about not harming anyoneâs life.
Some of the villagers began to feel ashamed.
This girl was actually very kind. The Taoist priest only said that this girl would be a jinx to her husband. She wouldnât be a jinx to harm anyone else. That was simply a rumor spread by the gossipy Liu Liujiao in the village.
As long as their son didnât marry this girl, their families wouldnât be harmed.
But wait, what about Lin Mingqing?
After all, Lin Mingqing had an accident not long after he helped the girl. She had to be a jinx that would harm the whole village!
Gu Sanniang sneered, âHehe, you wretched girl, it doesnât matter what you do. You are born as a jinx. Didnât you harm the village chiefâs son three years ago? Lin Mingqing helped you, so he suffered a calamity. He had his title taken away, and he is still now an invalid.
âYou said you didnât hurt anyone, so how did you explain what happened to the village chiefâs son?â
Gu Sanniang was furious that Lin Yuelan kept mentioning her daughter. She was filled with resentment.
She would never forgive Lin Yuelan for slandering her daughterâs good name!
Lin Yuelan wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes. In the blink of an eye, she turned cold and stern.
She did not argue with Gu Sanniang. Instead, she said faintly, âEr Gou Zi kicked me in the chest, and I passed out.
âThen, I came to a dark and gloomy place. Everything was dark. The things around me floated about. Suddenly, I descended before a large desk. A man in a red robe with a fierce expression sat there.
âHe asked, âWho is thee who kneels before me?â
âI answered, âLin Yuelan of the Lin family village.â
âHe flipped through a thick book as if he was looking for something...â
At this moment, all the villagers were reminded of the description of hell. Thus, the gaze they gave Lin Yuelan immediately became even more ominous.