Lying on the kang (a heated brick bed) inside the room was a woman with fair skin. Her skin was so delicate that it didn't look like that of a rural girl. At the same time, there were large and small purplish-black bruises on her face and body, and she was covered with a tattered bright red cotton quilt.
"Back again?" The woman's eyelids fluttered, then she slowly opened them, looking at the dimly lit room before her, her eyes filled with despair as she looked at her own body. The woman gave a self-deprecating laugh.
Her name was Wang Xiaorong, a college student in H city. However, when she was shopping alone, a fat woman led a group of people out and called her a mistress. Then she started beating her. Several burly men also helped and forcibly took her into a van. Because of the fat woman's prejudice, the others thought it was just a dispute and didn't pay much attention. Even when a few people came out to ask what was going on, they were stopped by the burly men, who were intimidated by her fierce expressions. They stood aside and helplessly watched her being taken away.
After she was put into the car, her hands and feet were tied up. To prevent her from screaming, the fat woman also gagged her with a cloth. They drove like this on a remote road for about eight or nine hours, bringing her to this remote village.
She was valued like a commodity and sold to the village chief's son, a bachelor in his forties. No matter how much she struggled and begged for mercy, he only said, "I bought you with my money, so you are my wife."
Then the village held a simple wedding ceremony, and that night the man, who was more than twenty years older than her, took her virginity. In order to prevent her from escaping, he kept her in the room, with the aim of giving birth to a big, fat boy as soon as possible.
From initial despair to later attempts to escape, Wang Xiaorong stopped struggling and began to pretend to integrate into this dysfunctional family. During this process, she also learned that the man's mother, the village chief's wife, was also brought into the family in the same way. However, she was beaten to death during an escape attempt. Because of the remote location and the lack of a household registration, she was buried in the back mountain. This seemingly shocking death was glossed over, and everyone went about their daily lives as if nothing had happened, working in the fields, eating, drinking, and having fun as usual.
During this time, Wang Xiaorong saw many girls who had been abducted like her, a total of five. Several others had lived in the village for more than ten or twenty years and had completely integrated into it, becoming part of this deformed entity, helping these men to commit atrocities, guarding these newly abducted girls, and also acting as midwives.
Although the guards were extremely tight, Wang Xiaorong's disguise was so good that everyone lowered their guard. Finally, when an older woman went out to relieve herself, she, with no one watching her, began to run desperately down the mountain, trying to escape the cage that imprisoned her and return to civilized society.
However, her plan still had many flaws. For example, the rugged mountain road was very inefficient for ordinary people to walk on, let alone for someone unfamiliar with the terrain and routes. As a result, she wandered around the mountain for a long time before finally finding the road, but it was of no use. The area was remote and almost no vehicles passed by. However, she still encountered a kind driver who was about to pick her up when the village chief and a group of villagers rushed up with hoes and hammers, dragging and pulling her back. Before leaving, they warned the kind driver not to meddle, which frightened the driver so much that he immediately stepped on the gas and drove away.
After being taken back, she was unsurprisingly beaten up. However, these guys knew their limits, or perhaps because she hadn't yet given birth to a healthy baby boy for the village chief's son and still had enough value, so although she had many wounds, most of them were superficial. It was just that there was one more person watching over her, keeping a close eye on her at all times and not giving her a chance to be alone.
However, the driver was a good person. Knowing the situation, he didn't call the police immediately. About three days later, several police officers came to inquire about the situation. All the villagers united and presented the incident as a domestic matter, just a quarrel between husband and wife. Since this was not the first case, they were already very familiar with their story. The police officers did not get any more useful information and had no choice but to leave.
Wang Xiaorong gradually lost hope. She finally understood why the college students who had been kidnapped like herself no longer struggled. It wasn't because they didn't want to leave, but because they had become completely desperate after repeated failures and bowed to this cruel reality. Perhaps in a few years, they too would become part of this deformed and evil village and continue to persecute more people.
This deformed organization has no idea when it will be completely eradicated. Wang Xiaorong no longer thinks she can live to see that day. She only hopes that no other girl will have her life ruined like hers, wasting her youth in this dilapidated little village and living as a breeding tool.
"God, please punish these wicked people," Wang Xiaorong murmured softly, tears streaming down her face and dripping onto the quilt.
"Sizzle sizzle sizzle"
A faint grinding sound echoed in the room, clearly audible in an environment where you could hear a pin drop, waking Wang Xiaorong as she cried.
"Who is it?" Wang Xiaorong lay down on the kang (a heated brick bed) and followed the sound to a small box. However, the sound did not come from inside the box, but from behind it. Wang Xiaorong peeked out and saw a golden rabbit looking at her with its bright red eyes, expressing satisfaction in a human-like manner.
"How come there's a rabbit?" Wang Xiaorong looked at the strange golden rabbit with a puzzled expression. A feeling of warmth welled up in her heart, and she couldn't help but reach out and pick up the rabbit.
The instant she touched the rabbit, it transformed into a golden streak of light and darted into her body. Countless memories flooded into her body, and all knowledge began to pour into her mind.
"Hahaha, I finally have a chance for revenge! Since you think you can escape punishment, then let me send you all to hell one by one!"
About ten minutes later, after the memory transfer was completed, Wang Xiaorong laughed maniacally, her face contorted like a demon. It was the resentment she had accumulated for so long; her revenge was finally about to begin.
"Your Majesty, I will surely cleanse this world and eradicate these scourges." Wang Xiaorong looked through the locked window at the boundless sky and knelt in reverence.
Then she stood up and gently ran her slender fingers across the iron lock.
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Chapter 128: Revenge
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The iron lock trembled slightly, then began to vibrate rapidly. A few seconds later, the iron lock began to crack under the high-speed vibration, eventually shattering along with the wooden door. The wooden door fell to the ground, and wood chips flew in the air, shimmering in the sunlight.
Having been in a dimly lit environment for a long time, Wang Xiaorong couldn't help but close her eyes when the sunlight shone directly on her face. After a while, she slowly opened her eyes, breathed in the fresh air outside, and revealed a cruel smile.
Wang Xiaorong took a few steps when suddenly a voice called out to her from behind.
“Girl, go back home, so you won’t get beaten again. I used to be just as stubborn as you, but it was all in vain. So you should just go back home obediently, have a big, healthy baby boy in a year, and then take good care of the child, wouldn’t that be great?”
A plump woman in an apron stood behind Wang Xiaorong, trying to persuade her with kind words, as if she were doing it for her own good. It was as if the people in this village hadn't done anything heinous, and she could easily let it go. Her intentions seemed kind, but in reality, it was just because of her tragic past. After joining this distorted group, she wanted to make others obedient like her, so as to get a perverse pleasure. After all, aren't all people like that?
If I'm not having a good time, you shouldn't expect to be comfortable either.
This is the deep-rooted flaw in most people's character: envying the happiness and wealth of others, only complaining about their own miserable experiences, but never reflecting on or trying to change things. Because they are filled with resentment, and with the addition of the virtual platform of the internet, most of them have become so-called keyboard warriors, getting great pleasure from belittling and insulting others, without realizing that others can return to a peaceful life after arguing online and change their situation through their own efforts, while they can only hide in front of the screen and be complacent with these illusory pleasures.
Seeing that Wang Xiaorong remained silent, the plump woman assumed that she had persuaded her, so she stepped forward to pull her back into the house.
Bang!
A small pebble pierced the old woman's forehead, leaving a huge hole through which a large amount of blood flowed out, and she fell straight to the ground.
Wang Xiaorong smiled disdainfully. Her heart had turned cold. She was no longer the naive girl she used to be. Her life had been completely changed, and she could never go back to her former peace. What did she have to be afraid of?
"Old Xu, come cook! Da Wa and the others are coming back!"
From afar came the voices of others calling out. Old Xu was the name of this plump woman, though she seemed to have never told anyone her exact name, perhaps to distinguish herself or because she had forgotten something.
Wang smiled and picked up a handful of small stones from the ground, putting them in his pocket. Then he slowly walked over, each step cheerful, jumping and skipping like a madman.
A madman with power!
It was already noon, and most of the able-bodied men were carrying hoes as they slowly walked back from the fields to have lunch.
However, today was different from usual. The women who should have been busy in the village were nowhere to be seen, and there was no smoke rising from the houses, so they probably weren't cooking.
They could faintly hear a woman singing. Although the men were a little puzzled, they didn't think much of it and continued walking forward.
But when they reached the village entrance, a strong, nauseating stench wafted from the village, and what they saw as they walked further made them want to vomit.
In the center of the village lay corpses with holes pierced through them, piled up higher and higher. Since they had been dead for some time, the blood that had gushed out had congealed into a black color, emitting a strong, pungent stench that attracted swarms of flies that buzzed noisily. Several vultures soared overhead, seemingly observing the situation, just waiting for the right moment to swoop down and enjoy their feast.
The bodies were piled up into a small mountain. If you looked closely, you could find the wives, children, and elderly of these men among them. Each of them died a gruesome death, their eyes wide open as if they could not rest in peace.
"Father, Mother!"