Chapter 4 — Master's Stupid Girl

My pitiful cry rang out, immediately causing a commotion in the whole market, the villagers surrounded me in a circle, not leaving a single gap.

"I told you! No wonder Ngo Nu has no father or mother, her memory is empty... So she was kidnapped here!" "That's right, that's right! Every time the Stupid Woman comes to buy cakes, he chases everyone away and welcomes her himself. As expected, he has a devil in his heart and has done many evil things. Now he regrets it and intends to use the Stupid Woman to atone for his crimes!" "Oh my god, poor little girl, Idiot Girl, an orphan, I thought I had finally found a good husband, who knows... it's still not a good thing, turned around... and ran after her childhood friend again!"

Listening to the noisy discussion, my heart choked even more, remembering how many years I had been alone, with no one to protect me, and people toying with my emotions, the anger flared up even more, tears mixed with snot were all smeared on his shirt. His face... darkened, his eyebrows furrowed into a straight line, his eyes extremely dark. But he didn't say a word of explanation, just stood still like a statue, looking straight at me, his eyes were bottomless. After a moment of tense silence, the second butcher stepped out, put his hands on his hips, and shouted fiercely: "The human trafficker's heinous crime is absolutely unforgivable! In my opinion... we must tie him up, escort him to the sect, and return justice to Ngoc Nu!" The man did not resist at all. A group of strong men rushed forward, breaking their arms and using hemp rope to tie five flowers and seven puppets. While being pushed away, he tilted his head slightly, frowned tightly, and asked me in a low, hoarse voice: "The sect... is on the mountain, right?"

"You still dare to ask? White-faced guy, take one of my hammers!" A "pop" sounded, the atmosphere was chaotic, he was dragged away like a prisoner.

I wiped my tears, without saying another word, my aunts helped me home. The sky gradually turned dark, the cold wind dried the tears on her cheeks, and the women kept cursing: "Human trafficker! You son of a bitch, you hurt our stupid girl like this!" But at that moment, Nhi Cau Judge suddenly said "ah", his face turned pale, and tremblingly pointed in the direction in front of him: "Stupid Girl! My... house... is on fire!!!" "Is there anyone? Quickly rescue the fire!!!" The breath emanating from his body was unlike that of a mortal. Completely different from the aura of monks on the mountain, much less the pure spiritual energy of the sect. Then… why did he appear in this place? And why... every time you look at me, in that smile there is always a gentle, pleasing, mixed with a sin that is hard to put into words? Clearly, his target... is me! Thinking of this, a chill ran down my spine. I squinted my eyes slightly, my gaze sharp as a knife: "Who are you? Why does your body have such an unusual aura?!" The man frowned slightly, a flash of shock passed through his eyes. It's broken... Could it be... the demonic energy on his body hasn't been completely hidden yet?! His heart trembled slightly, his breathing was chaotic, his eyes flashed with a rare trace of insecurity. As for me, the more I look at him... the more certain I am that he has plans for me. Right when he slightly lifted his hand, intending to knock me unconscious to hide the secret... I suddenly jumped straight into his arms, hugged his thighs tightly, sobbed, extremely sad: "Is it you... you... who kidnapped me to this place?!" "You damn human trafficker! Give me my parents back!!!" "……" Language My gut-wrenching tears caused the whole market to be in chaos. The villagers heard the noise and crowded around, leaving no gap. "I told you! How come Ngo Nu has no father or mother, and can't remember anything... So... she was kidnapped here!" "That's right! Every time the Stupid Woman comes to buy cakes, he chases everyone away and welcomes him himself... turns out he has a devil in his heart, does many bad things, now regrets it, intending to use the Stupid Woman to make up for his sins!" "Oh my god, poor little Stupid Girl, orphaned and alone, thinking she had finally met a good husband, who would have thought... still couldn't escape being deceived, turned around, he ran after her childhood sweetheart!" Listening to those whispers, my heart tightens with every beat. Thinking about the years I was alone, with no one to rely on, and people toying with my emotions, tears fell even more like rain. I cried, rubbing my tears and snot all over his shirt. The man frowned tightly, a line seemed to be carved between his eyebrows, his eyes were as deep as an abyss. But he didn't explain a word, just stood as still as a statue, his calm eyes locked tightly on me. In the midst of the noisy crowd, the second butcher suddenly stepped out, put his hands on his hips and shouted loudly: "The human trafficker has committed a heinous, unforgivable crime! In my opinion... we must tie him up, escort him to the sect, to return justice to Ngoc Nu!" The man did not resist, allowing several strong men to rush in and tie him up, the barbed wire wrapped around him, making the five flowers and seven tangles as tight as steel. While being pushed away, he tilted his head slightly, his eyes were calm and cold, and he asked in a low voice: "The sect... is on the mountain, right?" "You still dare to open your mouth, you white face?! Eat one of my hammers!" “Pop!” A heavy blow rang out, the atmosphere suddenly became more chaotic, he was dragged away like a prisoner. I wiped my tears, without uttering a word, my aunts helped me home. The afternoon gradually fell, the cold wind dried the tear stains on her cheeks, the women continued to walk, constantly cursing: "Damn human trafficker! You animal, harming our stupid girl so miserably!" But at that moment, Nhi Cau Judge suddenly let out a "ah" sound, his face turned pale, his hand tremblingly pointed forward: "Stupid Girl! My... house... is on fire!!!" "Quick! Quickly rescue the fire!!!" Alarm bells were ringing in my heart. I didn't care about the sounds of resistance behind me. I risked my life and rushed straight into the sea of fire! The fire was rolling, dazzling and dazzling, as if in the midst of that deep darkness, there was a giant beast devouring everything. The temperature around the body is getting higher and higher, the air is getting thinner, every breath feels like a knife cutting in the chest. The fire had burned the skirt of the dress I was wearing. The beams around the house were burning brightly. Each piece of fire-red wood cracked and fell down, hitting the ground hard, sparking everywhere! A flaming piece of wood shot straight down from the ceiling at me. I instinctively waved my hand and threw it away - the block of wood seemed to be pulled in the wrong direction by an invisible force, crashing down an inch away from me. I rushed inside, the house was burned beyond recognition, hot smoke rushed straight into my lungs, tears stung my eyes, I coughed and rummaged through each chest. But... I didn't see what I was looking for. Outside the sea of fire, there was a panicked voice shouting: "Stupid Girl is still in there!!!" Nhi Cau Judge's heart-wrenching cry caused the entire crowd to be in chaos. That same second, Lang Tieu rushed forward, his pupils suddenly constricted, his aura surged, activating extremely strong spiritual energy, jumping straight into the roaring fire. I'm still searching everywhere, my heart feels like it's being torn into pieces, despair rises to my throat. Right at the moment I was about to give up and burn to death in the sea of fire, suddenly there was a flash of light - In the hall over there, there was an object shining in five colors of light in the sea of fire, it was... a piece of clothing! 9 That fire was not an ordinary fire. It was a magical fire array filled with extremely powerful spiritual energy that ordinary water could not extinguish. By the time it was dawn, everything that could be burned had burned away, leaving only collapsed walls, broken beams, pitch black, a cloud of ash, following the early morning sun, still smoldering smoke and curls of hot steam. I hugged my scorched clothes tightly, kneeling on the ground, my eyes as empty and quiet as ashes. Lang Tieu finally extinguished the fire, his breath was chaotic, he was sweating, his eyes were bloodshot. He grabbed my shoulder tightly, his hands shaking, his voice hoarse, both angry and scared: "It's just a piece of clothing! Are you going to give up your life for it...?!" His voice was cold, with a hint of defensiveness about me like the first day we met. I didn't say a word, I just felt my head hurt like it was about to split. I hugged my half-burnt clothes tightly and deliberately turned my face away from him. Because… this outfit — is the only thing I still remember from before I lost my memory. I don't remember who I am, I don't remember where I came from, but I know for sure that this outfit... is related to my identity. No matter how stupid you are... every time you hear children throwing mud, screaming: "Idiot! No father, no mother, no one wants it!" ... my heart still hurts.