In order to survive, I became the little wife of the villain

The knock on the door awakened Liu Wangshu from his sleep.

"Girl, get up and eat."

Granny Li's voice sounded outside the house.

Liu Wangshu rubbed his eyes, opened them a little, and muttered, "It's dawn so soon?"

"Hurry up, girl, the dinner will be cold later." After Granny Liu finished speaking, there was a sound of footsteps, and the footsteps gradually faded away.

"You obviously haven't slept for long," Liu Wangshu lay back on the bed and muttered softly.

She stretched her waist, and her body suddenly felt a lot lighter.

"Probably because I'm too tired from traveling recently."Liu Wangshu scratched his hair and sat up from the bed.

After half a cup of tea, Liu Wangshu slowly went downstairs.

There was only Jiang Ying downstairs, with porridge and buns on the table.

"Grandma Li and the others?"

Liu Wangshu took a sip of porridge and asked.

Jiang Ying picked up some pickles and put them into her bowl, "They've already finished eating, and they're going to sacrifice to the gods."

"Sacrificing to the gods early in the morning?" Liu Wangshu swallowed the bun in his mouth, a little unbelievable.

What kind of rule is this.

"Yes", Jiang Ying nodded, "Not only in the morning, but three times a day, every day."

The more Liu Wangshu listened to it, the more he felt that it was outrageous, it was like eating a meal.

She glanced at Jiang Ying who was sitting, "You don't want to eat?"

"I've eaten," Jiang Ying replied.

I was the only co-author who woke up late, Liu Wangshu was a little embarrassed, stopped talking, and ate madly while holding the bowl.

The days in Qingfeng Town are really boring. There is no one on the street during the day, and you can go out at night, but every family prays, and there is still no one on the street.

Liu Wangshu is counting on his fingers every day, when will the people from the sect come.

It's been three days, logically speaking, it should be here.

Liu Wangshu frowned, did something unexpected happen?

Just when she was lost in thought, someone pushed her body lightly.

"Aying?"

Jiang Ying had a smile on her face, "Do you want to go out and play?"

Liu Wangshu, who had been overwhelmed for a long time, nodded, "I think."

Jiang Ying took her hand and walked down the street.

"Where are you going?" Liu Wangshu was a little puzzled.

"You'll know when you get out," Jiang Ying said mysteriously.

As soon as he left the inn, Liu Wangshu's eyes straightened.

The originally empty street is now crowded with people, and there are many vendors setting up stalls on the street.

This lively scene was in stark contrast to before.

"What's going on?" Liu Wangshu looked at Jiang Ying.

"Grandma Li said that today is Zhang Shanren's son's birthday, so it will be very lively." Jiang Ying said.

Liu Wangshu's doubts became more serious, "This good man is very courageous, he dared to defy God's will."

Jiang Ying shook her head, "There are so many people today, maybe we can find something."

There were too many people on the street, Liu Wangshu even felt a little lack of oxygen walking among them.

Jiang Yinghu was beside Liu Wangshu, trying to separate those people with his body, but there were too many people and the effect was minimal.

Finally, the two entered a teahouse.

In the center of the teahouse is an open space with a wooden table and a gavel.

A storyteller who is about forty years old is spitting all over the above.

"Crack", the storyteller slapped the gavel.

"What we just told is the story of a divine envoy being enlightened by God."

Liu Wangshu picked up a piece of pastry, "What is this?"

As soon as the two sat down, the story was over.

The girl on the side looked at Liu Wangshu and the two, "Aren't you two locals?"

Liu Wangshu nodded with a smile.

The girl became interested, "Then why don't you know, let me tell you two?"

"Okay," Liu Wangshu said.

"It's just that," the girl's eyes kept sweeping across Jiang Ying's face.

Jiang Ying's face darkened a degree.

Feeling the temperature around him gradually drop, Liu Wangshu quickly took out a piece of silver, "Then I'll treat the girl to tea."

The girl also felt the coldness, she looked away, and took the money.

The girl stuffed the silver into her sleeve and said with a smile, "This envoy refers to Mr. Zhang Dashan, Zhang Dashan".

Zhang Liang is a well-known kind-hearted person in Qingfeng Town. Although he hasn't read many books, with his hard work, he insisted on building a strong family business.

He also often does some good deeds for the village, such as repairing bridges and building a temple.

People in the town respect him as a good man.

It stands to reason that Zhang Liang should have been deeply loved by God for his good deeds throughout his life.

But God just made a joke with him. When he was 28, his parents died. When he was 30, his son also died because of a fire.

"So, this good man is also pitiful. He has done all good deeds, but his fate is so rough." Liu Wangshu sighed.

"Isn't it?" The girl also echoed.

"However, his luck lies ahead."

Zhang Liang, who lost his parents and children, was heartbroken, but he did not lose his recovery. He quickly adjusted his mood and devoted himself to his career.

His family's business flourished under his care, and his wife gave him another son when he was 35 years old.

Zhang Liang was naturally very happy, and named the child Zhang Sheng, hoping that he would be safe and sound.

Zhang Zhang's life was indeed as his father expected, everything went smoothly, and there were no minor illnesses or disasters.

Moreover, he was very smart since he was a child, no matter how profound the book was, he could read it once, and when he was seven years old, he was speechless from what the teacher said.

All of this seems to be slowly improving.

But when Zhang was born, he fell seriously ill and was insane all day long.

"Heaven is jealous of talents", Liu Wangshu felt a little sympathetic to the Zhang family when he heard this, it's too miserable.

The girl wanted to say something, but there was a commotion outside.

The girl looked outside, with a look of embarrassment on her face, "Girl, I will tell you the rest tomorrow."

"Huh?" Liu Wangshu was a little confused, "Are you in a hurry?"

The girl looked at the pedestrians outside, and the anxiety on her face became more serious, "Zhang Shanren is going to lose his temper, and he will be gone if he goes late."

After finishing speaking, she broke away from Liu Wangshu's hand and ran out of the house.

"Shenshui?" Liu Wangshu blinked, "What is this?"

It seems that there are many secrets in Qingfeng Town.

"Aying, let's go and have a look too," Liu Wangshu said.

Jiang Ying nodded.

As soon as the two walked to the door of the teahouse, they saw the crowd rushing towards one place frantically.

The crowd was dense and airtight, and the two of them squeezed together for a long time without getting in.

Liu Wangshu sighed resignedly, "Forget it, let's wait a while."

Looking at the crazy crowd on the street, a picture suddenly came to Liu Wangshu's mind.

It was a zombie movie she had seen before.

The current scene is even worse than the zombie siege.

This made Liu Wangshu even more curious. What is the use of the magic water in their mouths, and is it worth so many people rushing for it?