Yang Zimei really doesn’t want to take a crowded bus anymore, and she’s a bit addicted to driving.
"Xiaomei, can you drive?"
Song Xuan asked doubtfully.
"Well, I just learned it, and the technique is pretty good." Yang Zimei nodded.
"But you don't have a driver's license! Once you encounter a car inspection, something will happen." Song Xuan said a little embarrassed.
"Mr. Song, it's okay. If we do encounter a car inspection, we can probably handle it with just one phone call, so you don't have to worry."
Yang Zimei said with a disapproving look.
Song Xuan thought about it and realized that what he had experienced in the past few days had suddenly changed him from a good and law-abiding citizen to a person who was disappointed with the rule of law in this society.
He handed her the car keys and asked her to drive carefully.
Yang Zimei got into the car, Zhenzi sat in the passenger seat, and Aunt Li sat in the back.
"Master, teach me how to drive. Next time I drive, you can sit comfortably." Sadako kept looking at Yang Zimei's driving movements.
"Haha, I thought you were omnipotent, but it turns out there are still some things you can't do."
Yang Zimei laughed.
However, Sadako was born a hundred years ago, and cars were not common at that time, so it was not surprising that she did not know this skill.
"I'll teach you later when I have a car. It's more important to save people now."
Seeing the anxious look on his aunt's face, Yang Zimei naturally did not dare to neglect her and drove the car as fast as possible to Lijiacun.
Aunt Li took her straight to the ancestral hall.
The ancestral hall was now crowded with many people, many of whom were shaking their fists and shouting, "Burn him to death! Burn this evildoer to death!!"
When Aunt Li heard this, her legs trembled with fright, and she pulled Yang Zimei and pushed her way into the crowd.
Yang Zimei squeezed in to take a look——
Tied to the big pillar in front of the ancestral hall was a handsome but pale and haggard boy of about fifteen years old.
I saw that his belly was swollen, really like a pregnant woman.
At his feet, there was a pile of firewood, and next to him a skinny man with a goatee was holding a lighter and trying to light a fire.
"Don't burn my son—"
Aunt Li wailed like a slaughtered pig, rushed forward, and hugged Li Xiaoming who was tied to the pillar.
"Damn it, Xiaoming, Xiaoming has been possessed by a monster. If it is not burned down, it will harm the residents of one area at least, and the country and the people at worst." The village chief holding a lighter in his hand said, "Get out of the way quickly, otherwise, even you will be harmed."
Burned together too."
"Then burn me to death together!" Aunt Li cried, "My son is gone, how can I live?"
"Pull her away!"
The village chief shouted, and several young men stepped forward, grabbed Aunt Li's arm, and forced her away.
Aunt Li asked Yang Zimei for help, "Master, please save us, please save us!"
Yang Zimei hurriedly stepped forward and shouted: "Stop!"
Everyone looked at her and Sadako, and noticed that there were two beauties with outstanding temperaments, one big and one small.
"Sister, who are you? Don't interfere with the affairs of our village, otherwise, you will be thrown out." The village chief said sternly.
"Village chief, she is the master I invited. She is the most famous master of Division A. She can subjugate demons and catch ghosts. She is very powerful." Aunt Li shouted hurriedly.
"Grandmaster?"
The village chief looked doubtfully at Yang Zimei, who was dressed like a middle school student, and asked, "How is this possible?"
"How is this impossible?"
Yang Zimei squinted at him and said, with a movement of his fingers, a sinister aura erupted, "I want you not to move, so you can't move."