The Lucky Farm Girl-Chapter 31 - Collect Some Interest First_1

Chapter 31: Chapter 31 Collect Some Interest First_1

Chapter 31 -31 Collect Some Interest First_1

“I’m so scared!” Yang Mengchen said fearfully, but her face only showed a more devilish and enchanting smile, “Too bad, your uncle isn’t here right now. Even if I killed your entire family, your uncle wouldn’t know about it, would he?”

“No, it’s not possible! My uncle has vast supernatural powers. He will definitely find out!” Lan Yinghua retorted loudly.

“I heard there’s a kind of pill that can turn a person into blood and water in an instant, leaving not even the bones behind.” Seeing the Lan family showing signs of fear and panic, Yang Mengchen spoke leisurely, “And I just happen to have this pill with me. I haven’t tested yet whether it’s as powerful as the rumors say. How about using you all as my test subjects?”

Lan Yinghua opened her mouth, but no sound came out.

“Once you all turn into bloodwater, I’ll spread the rumor in the village that in order to avoid your enemies, your entire family had to hastily flee. Even if your uncle has vast supernatural powers, he won’t find any trace. After all, you have committed so many misdeeds over the years and harmed many people. It’s quite normal for someone to come knocking for revenge, don’t you think?” Yang Mengchen’s tone was very gentle, but to the Lan family, it sounded utterly terrifying.

Yang Mengchen remembered how the Lan family always bullied and humiliated the Yang family, and she had planned to ‘pay them back’ at the right time.

She never expected the Lan family to come provoke trouble at this time and even try to kill her brothers. If she let go of this golden opportunity, wouldn’t it be a waste of the Lan family’s good will?

Hmm, it’s best to collect some interest first, then slowly settle the score with the Lan family later!

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“That’s a great idea. It won’t implicate us, and it would rid the village of a menace!” Yang Chengning nodded, echoing his sister’s sentiments.

Yang Chengrong and Yang Chengyou didn’t speak, but their expressions clearly showed approval.

Hearing the words of Yang Mengchen, every member of the Lan family looked as pale as death.

Over the years, they had indeed made many enemies, and they never took even the headman or the Lizheng seriously. If Ninth Sister Yang spread such rumors in the village, many would no doubt take them as truth. If they were to truly disappear without a trace, their Uncle (husband of their aunt) would never find out, let alone avenge them.

They didn’t want to die. Who could save them?

Yang Mengchen squatted down in front of mother and daughter, forcefully placing two pills into their mouths. Today, while teaching Uncle Luo and her brothers how to make pills, she was inspired to create a few poison pills. Now, they would be put to use.

As soon as they were released from Yang Mengchen’s grip, the mother and daughter desperately clawed at their throats, trying to vomit the pills.

Standing up, Yang Mengchen watched coldly as the mother and daughter continued to dig at their throats frantically, blood spilling from their mouths, “Don’t bother. The pill melts upon contact with your mouth and has already fused into your bones and blood.”

Meanwhile, the three Yang brothers approached their sister, took the porcelain bottle, and forcibly administered the pills to Lan Gensheng and his son.

Lan Yinghua and her daughter sat collapsed on the ground, utterly despairing but with eyes full of resentment and hatred.

They were about to die, soon to turn into a puddle of bloodwater! No! They didn’t want to die! They were also very unwilling!

Just then, the ghostly cold voice of Yang Mengchen sounded in their ears, “Death is the best escape, but I don’t want you to die so easily. I want you to live a life worse than death!” Before the Lan family could feel relieved about not dying, the cold voice continued, “Although the pill won’t kill you, it will strike every five days. Also, if you harbor any thoughts of harming my Yang family, it will react in the same way, each time for two hours. The sensation is like being devoured by thousands of insects, so painful that one would rather die!”

As soon as the words were spoken, the members of the Lan family who were already collapsed on the ground started rolling back and forth, their bodies contorting into strange shapes, their expressions one of extreme agony—it was obvious that the poison pill had taken effect.

Lan Yinghua and her daughter wanted to scream in pain, but Yang Mengchen was quick to tear off a piece of their clothing and stuffed it into their mouths.

“How does it feel? It’s like being worse than dead, isn’t it? Don’t you just wish you could kill me? Too bad, the moment you harbored those foolish thoughts, the poison was triggered. Oh right, I forgot to tell you, no doctor in the world can detect the poison you’ve ingested, and most importantly, no one but me can concoct the antidote. Now, enjoy your time to the fullest.”

With a faint smile and a clear gaze, her voice gentle, watching such a sweet and delicate Yang Mengchen, the Lan family members felt as though they were seeing a ghost from hell, completely devoid of their previous arrogance and ferocity. The agonizing pain that tore through their hearts and the gnawing fear and despair enveloped every person’s body and soul.

At this moment, the Lan family regretted provoking this devil. They regretted underestimating her due to her young age, and they regretted bullying and humiliating the Yang family, particularly Lan Yinghua and her daughter who were now full of bitter regrets. But in this world, there is no medicine for regret, and their realization had come too late.

Yang Mengchen was savoring the pitiful state of the Lan family when she suddenly sensed something amiss and instinctively turned her gaze.

At the entrance of the Zhang family’s house not far away, Zhang Lianhua, looking frail and haggard in coarse clothes, stood timidly at the door. When she saw Yang Mengchen’s gaze turn her way, she quickly ducked inside and closed the door.

“Ninth Sister, don’t worry, she’s a kind and gentle girl, even if she saw anything, she wouldn’t speak of it,” Yang Chengrong also noticed Zhang Lianhua.

Detecting an unusual tone of affection in her brother’s voice, Yang Mengchen’s thoughts stirred.

“Grandma, hurry up, or Sister Mengchen and the others will be bullied by the Lan family!”

A crisp and anxious voice suddenly carried over from a distance, accompanied by the sound of dozens of footsteps rushing in their direction.

Yang Mengchen quickly took out the Black Needle from her bag and pricked it into the acupoints of the Lan family members to temporarily relieve their intense pain. She then set their dislocated arms and removed the cloth from their mouths before discarding it. After finishing all this, she pulled her brothers back a few steps.

Before long, Chen Sijing, the village head’s granddaughter, arrived panting, followed by twenty or thirty adults and children. Leading the way were Grandma Chen and Grandma Liu, all of them wearing expressions of anxiety, concern, and anger.

Chen Sijing asked eagerly, “Sister Mengchen, did the Lan family bully you?”

Madam Chen Yang and Madam Liu Zhou, too impatient to catch their breath, one on each side, grabbed Yang Mengchen, “Ninth Sister, let Grandma check where you are hurt,” they asked anxiously while carefully examining Yang Mengchen from head to toe.

The others also surrounded Yang Chengrong and his brothers to check on them.

“You two grandmas, don’t worry, I’m fine,” Yang Mengchen reassured the two elderly women with a soft voice.

Seeing that the Yang siblings were indeed unharmed, the crowd finally relaxed.

Though they were the actual victims, these people couldn’t see it and firmly believed the Lan family had bullied and hurt the Yang siblings. The Lan family almost felt like vomiting blood in frustration. Madam Lan Zhu shouted indignantly, “We did not bully the Yang siblings, it was they who injured us and poisoned us!”

“You’re talking nonsense!”