On the hillside.

Under the scorching sun, a group of villagers surrounded an old house of the Wa family with sticks in their hands. They kept shouting, "Xia the Fourth, hand over your daughter!"

Listening to the noise outside, the man's eyes in the room darkened. He clenched his fist and said to the girl sitting opposite him in a low voice, "No matter what happens, you can't go out."

The girl was dressed in a black T-shirt and grey trousers, with a simple ponytail. Her skin was a little dark, but her facial features were small and delicate. Her long eyelashes covered her dark eyes.

She held her head with her right hand and shook her legs casually under the table. Hearing her father's words, she nodded.

With her guarantee, Xia Si stood up and opened the door to welcome everyone.

He turned around and closed the door immediately. Then he stared at the crowd warily and asked, "What do you want to do?"

A middle-aged woman slowly walked out of the crowd. Her head was wrapped in a cloth towel, and sweat flowed down the woman's forehead. Her shriveled cheeks were like dry fields.

"Xia the Fourth, ever since you raised Xia Sanghuan, there has been a drought in the village. Every year, there has been a flood, so our food has not been harvested. The seventh aunt asked me to dream these days, saying that there was a disaster in our village, and then I dreamed of your daughter. What else do you have to say?"

The woman who called her Seventh Aunt was the village's godly nanny, and the villagers behind her were all her believers.

Hearing what she said, the other villagers became more and more excited. They raised their sticks and waved them at Xia Laosi. "We must deal with this disaster star! Save our hillside! Take her as a sacrifice!"

Xia Si saw that things were not going well, so he stood alone in front of the door. "As long as I'm here, no one can take my daughter away!"

The old woman felt that he was overconfident, so she sneered and said, "If you don't get out of the way, then we have to burn your family to protect our hillside!"

"I've burned them! I've burned them!"

As the crowd shouted, the door slowly opened.

Xia Sanghuan leaned against the door and locked her gaze on the old woman. Then, a faint smile appeared on her face.

The old maid frowned and looked at her cold eyes. She looked into the depths of her eyes like running water, as if her plan had been seen through by the little girl at a glance.

Xia Si was anxious and immediately wanted to push her into the house. "Didn't I tell you not to come out?"

"It's not a big deal. You've come out on your own. Take her away."

The old maid gave her a look, and the people on the side immediately went forward to catch her, but they were still blocked by Xia Xusi.

"Ma'am, you brought people here to make trouble today and instigated me to be a disaster star. You also said that you wanted to set fire to burn our family. Isn't it because you took a fancy to our land in the back of the mountain and our house?"

"You just want to drive us out of the hillside and occupy everything in our family, don't you?"

Xia Sanghuan said slowly, with a sweet smile on her face, and her clear eyes looked a little innocent.

The old woman's heart skipped a beat. How could she be right by this silly girl?

She quickly suppressed her surprise and was afraid that something would go wrong. She turned around and mobilized the emotions of the villagers behind her. "Don't be deceived by this little girl's evil words. Take her to the sacrificial ceremony immediately. When the next year comes, the sky will definitely rain!"

"Please trust me, Seventh Aunt told me all of this in her dreams!"

As soon as he finished speaking, all the villagers seemed to have been poisoned and went crazy to rob him.

Xia Si's body was weak and his strength was no match for the crowd. He was pushed to the ground and coughed out blood in a hurry.

"Dad!"

Xia Sanghuan was forcibly tied up. Looking at the blood on the ground, she clenched her fists and opened her eyes slightly. She was anxious to go forward to look at him, but two strong villagers pressed her on the shoulder and forced her to kneel on the ground.

Xia Si's face was pale as he shouted, "Don't touch Huanhuan!"

"Your father suffered from a serious illness because he raised you. This is the punishment of God!"

Looking at the miserable Xia family, the old maid breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.

A few days ago, she came to Xia Ling's house to change fields. In the end, Xia Ling'er did not agree to Xia Ling's crime, which was why she used such a trick.

Now, his fields and houses would soon belong to him.

After the incident with the evil star, there would be no place for the Xia family to stand on the hillside in the future.

In the chaos of the crowd, no one noticed that several black cars were driving slowly toward the Xia family.

"Mr. Fu, this is it."

The driver stopped the car in front of everyone and said respectfully to the middle-aged man in the back seat.

The car window slowly rolled down, and Fu Daoming tilted his head to look outside.

At first glance, he saw the girl who was pressed down on the ground. Her familiar eyes and brows shocked him greatly.

Yes, this was his daughter!

Several black cars stopped in rows. A group of men in black suits got out of the cars and followed Fu Zeming, walking toward Xia Sanghuan.

At this time, the villagers also noticed the movement here. They had never seen such a scene before. For a moment, they were stunned and stopped moving.

"Where did these people come from? Why did they come to our village?"

"Oh my god! Is this the rich man in the city? The four wheels are so expensive! They only have a few bodyguards. This is not easier to support than the pigs in our circle!"

The crowd was in a heated discussion. Only Fourth Xia let out a sigh of relief when he saw Fu Zeming.

Fu Daoming walked in front of the old woman with an imposing manner.

"Let her go."

With just a simple sentence, the old woman was so frightened that her legs went limp. She stared at the men in black behind Fu Zeming and pretended to be calm, saying, "This is a matter of our village. No matter who you are, you can't intervene. Otherwise, you will be punished by heaven!"

Fu Daoming had no expression on his face. The men in black behind him immediately stood up and surrounded the villagers.

Everyone was shocked, but they just let go of Xia Sanghuan and did not leave.

Seeing this, the old woman Ma made up her mind and shouted, "Today is the day when the king comes. We must complete the sacrificial ceremony, or there will be no hope for us in the hillside! Whoever dares to stop us, we will fight to the death with them!"

These villagers' letters were like gods. They didn't have their own consciousness and regained their emotions under the command of the old woman.

There was no way to communicate with them, so he could only treat them in their own way.

There was a chill in Xia Sanghuan's eyes. When everyone was not paying attention, she had quietly approached the old woman Ma. She spun the silver needle in her hand and stabbed it into her acupuncture point.

The old woman didn't pay much attention to the stinging pain on her wrist. However, she suddenly shivered all over and fell to the ground uncontrollably. Her whole face was pale and her legs were shaking.

"What's wrong with the old woman?"

The villagers all looked at her, but they didn't dare to come forward.