Lin Yuelan's hands were empty as she used the direction in her memory to follow the path of the mountain.
The village was only so small. Although many villagers were not present for what happened in the afternoon, word of mouth spread. Soon, everyone knew that Lin Yuelan had been sent from the dead by the King of Hell because she had not fulfilled her destiny of jinxing her husband. The King of Hell even bestowed her with divine strength.
The villagers heard how Lin Yuelan met Gu Sanniang's dead husband and Lin Yue's father.
The villagers who heard this were surprised, afraid, and worried.
If Lin Yuelan were bestowed with the King of Hell's favor, then they wouldn't be able to bully her anymore. In fact, they might be bullied back by her.
However, how could they allow a jinx to live in the village? Would she bring disaster to the village?
These ignorant villagers still believed that the jinx would be their downfall. The old master said Lin Yuelan would jinx her husband, but these people insisted that she would jinx her whole family. The Lin family village originated from the same ancestors. Therefore, they were technically connected to Lin Yuelan by blood.
"Big Sister, I heard that your fourth granddaughter has died and was sent back by the King of Hell. She was even given divine strength. Is that true?" A fat woman in her forties asked Li Cuihua, who was picking vegetables at the farm.
Li Cuihua, who had silver hair on her temples, was as fat as ever. She raised her head and looked at the scorching sun. She wiped her sweat with her hands. When she heard the woman, her face instantly turned black.
She said, "Woman from Dachang's family, what are you talking about? What do you mean by my fourth granddaughter? The jinx is no longer a member of the Lin family."
Even though they had severed all ties with Lin Yuelan, there were still some people who would talk to them about Lin Yuelan like she was still their fourth granddaughter from time to time. It made Li Cuihua so angry that she wanted to stab them.
But, after she processed what the woman said, Li Cuihua asked in surprise, "Dachang's woman, what did you say? What divine power?"
Dachang's wife was stunned. Then, she smiled and said, "Big Sister, didn't you know about what happened this afternoon?" Dachang's wife found it strange that Li Cuihua didn't know about such a huge event.
To be honest, this wasn't Li Cuihua's fault. She had been picking vegetables at the field since lunch. There was no one else here until Dachang's wife came to join her.
"What happened?" Li Cuihua asked in puzzlement.
"It's your..."
"It's not my anything. My family has nothing to do with that jinx," Li Cuihua said through clenched teeth.
Dachang's wife shrugged and smiled, "The girl was kicked to death by Da Mao Er, Er Gou Zi and the rest. She was sent to the Palace of Hell and met the King of Hell. After finding out her lifespan wasn't yet over and she hadn't fulfilled her destiny, the King of Hell sent her back.
"The girl said she didn't want to be sent back because she was afraid of being bullied. The King of Hell thus blessed her with divine strength. Many people witnessed this." Dachang's wife gestured. "There was a rock this big. She used her bare hand to slice the stone into half!"
Li Cuihua was shocked. She said in surprise, "How is this possible? Why would the King of Hell send the jinx back and give her divine strength?" She didn't believe it.
"It's true." Dachang's wife said. "The girl even told everyone about how Gu Sanniang hadn't burned paper money for her dead husband for the past eight years. She even had a message from Damao telling her to burn him some paper money so that he could pay Meng Po."
Li Cuihua's face was full of shock, but her expression was clearly suspicious.
Dachang's wife continued, "Big Sister, you have to believe it. The girl then said Uncle You's father had buried some money under his bed to use as dowry for his grandson. They found the money too!"
"Is... is this real?" Li Cuihua's fat face was full of disbelief. A bare hand could cut through a large rock?! That was impossible!
"Everyone who was there saw it." Dachang's wife said loudly. "Eh, isn't that the ji... the girl? The sun is about to set. Where is she going?"
Dachang's wife saw Lin Yuelan, who was walking on the path. "It looks like she's going up the mountains." Dachang's wife looked up and said with puzzlement. "But it's already so late. Is she really going up the mountain?"
Li Cuihua heard the woman and turned around. She saw the wicked girl walking on the small path covered with weeds.
The moment she saw Lin Yuelan, Li Cuihua instinctively felt disgust and anger. She took a few steps to stop Lin Yuelan. With one hand on her waist, she pointed at Lin Yuelan with the other and cursed loudly, "You jinx, why didn't you get beaten to death? Your existence is a disaster. Why didn't the King of Hell take you? Is there any justice left in this world..."
Lin Yuelan was walking when suddenly, she was blocked by a fat woman. Based on the host's memory, this was the host's grandmother, Li Cuihua.
Lin Yuelan frowned because Li Cuihua was being unreasonable. She was annoyed. Lin Yuelan pushed Li Cuihua aside. Li Cuihua stumbled and fell into a stinky ditch. Lin Yuelan ignored the screams and curses. She walked straight ahead.
Dachang's wife confirmed that Lin Yuelan did have divine strength. Otherwise, how could the young girl shove the tall and fat Li Cuihua out of the way so easily?
After Lin Yuelan left, Dachang's wife quickly pulled Li Cuihua up and said, "Big Sister, now do you believe the girl has divine strength?"
Li Cuihua was pulled up and she was covered in mud and her hair was messy. She spat out a mouthful of dirty water and cursed angrily, "This wretched girl, she's really disrespectful. How dare she push her family elder into the ditch. I'll have to teach her a lesson tomorrow!"
Dachang's wife muttered, "How are you her elder? Haven't your family cut ties with the girl already?"
Li Cuihua's face darkened and she said, "Dachang's wife, what are you muttering about?"
Dachang's wife smiled embarrassedly and said, "It was nothing."