Chuzheng found another person, one much better than the one just now.
There were no signs of a breakdown with crying and wailing.
"Is her name Xi Lan?" Chuzheng asked.
"Xi Lan... Xi Lan..."
At Chuzheng's question, the person's expression suddenly changed, and she began to repeat the name incessantly.
"It's her... it's her... She's the devil!" The woman suddenly seized Chuzheng, her eyes unnaturally wide: "It's her, she's the one who killed the people in our village!"
"Hmm." Chuzheng was shaken until she felt a bit dizzy.
Why can't you just talk properly? What's with the getting physical!
"Do you know that she is a devil?"
"I do now." Xi Lan, this Little Beauty, instead of being a proper fairy, bettered herself to the wilds from a desolate village, trafficking men. I really don't know what she's thinking.
Is Qing Xiao not satisfying her?