Gasp! She's a Time Traveler Using Modern Tech to Improve Ancient Life-Chapter 432 - 429: Oh, They’re Possessed

A group of people walked into the dilapidated courtyard house, lit torches, and illuminated the small courtyard brightly.

The sight of young Qingyu suffering was nowhere to be seen as expected. Lin Wanwan burst into the tiled house in the courtyard and found young Qingyu sleeping soundly next to Rongrong on a worn-out white mat, utterly carefree.

Lin Wanwan picked up young Qingyu, and the movement woke young Qingyu up halfway. She opened her bewildered eyes to look at Lin Wanwan and flashed a sweet smile: "Mother?"

"Yes! Mother is here!" Lin Wanwan held her horizontally in her embrace.

Young Qingyu adjusted her posture and comfortably drifted back to sleep.

Lin Wanwan carried young Qingyu out of the tiled house. Compared to the peacefully sleeping children, the group of traffickers appeared rather peculiar.

Some were lying on the ground, looking pale and lifeless; others were covered in sweat, excitedly wandering around the courtyard with staggering steps, mumbling incomprehensible words.

Facing the crowd that had surrounded the small courtyard tightly, the group of traffickers had no reaction, lost in their own world, unable to extricate themselves.

The scene and atmosphere were indescribably eerie.

Lin Wanwan and Xiao Chong exchanged a glance, then looked at Xiao Yixun together.

It was evident that what lay before them was the handiwork of Xiao Yixun.

Lin Wanwan tested the waters and said, "Little Xun, is it you?"

Every time Xiao Yixun’s second personality appeared, she would call herself Little Xun, Baby. Lin Wanwan had already grasped some pattern.

When Xiao Yixun heard Lin Wanwan calling her like this, a fleeting smile indeed appeared. She slightly tilted her head and uttered a soft "mm," a mix of pride and little joy intertwined within.

"Little Xun is amazing!"

Lin Wanwan breathed a sigh of relief, indeed, evil people are the only ones who can deal with other evil people. Just these human traffickers, blinded in their misdeeds, kidnapped the "Poison King" and reaped the consequences.

No need to say, this group was poisoned, and it’s likely neurotoxins.

Lin Wanwan had been poisoned by Xiao Yixun’s unseen methods before, deeply understanding her silent poisoning techniques.

Xiao Chong waved his hand, and the soldiers behind him rushed forward to string together the laughing and crying traffickers like skewered beads, leading them out.

As for those lying in the courtyard, who seemed half-dead, they stepped forward to check briefly, then reported to Xiao Chong: "Sir, these people have fainted, not dead for now, but their breath is weak, they’re likely doomed."

Xiao Chong said indifferently, "I reckon they’re possessed, leave two people behind, go to town and invite a witch doctor to take a look at them, the others who can move, bring them back to the County Government."

"Yes!"

Get a witch doctor to perform an exorcism to cure them? Lin Wanwan wasn’t skilled in detoxification, but she knew you must detoxify first for poisoning, exorcisms won’t work at all.

She was sure Xiao Chong understood this too, because Xiao Chong had witnessed Xiao Yixun’s poison before, yet now he pretended as if he didn’t know why the people before him turned out this way.

Is this, relying on backward medicine to let these heinous traffickers perish on their own?

No, it’s not perishing on their own, it’s waiting for them to die from the poison, right?

Such a ruthless heart! Well done!

For human traffickers, Lin Wanwan wouldn’t have any sympathy; see this group of children locked up here, every single one is the sin they committed!

Such people, Lin Wanwan wouldn’t even frown if beaten to death on the spot.

Children in ancient times, though not as precious as modern times, were all birthed by mothers risking their lives. Every childbirth was a gamble with one foot in the netherworld. Kidnapping a mother’s child, how cruel.

However, during the Zhen Guan Year, historical records noted less than thirty executions across the country. Earlier this year, Xiao Chong offered Li Shimin two death sentence quotas from a single county, so now he probably couldn’t sentence any more to death.

When Li Shimin first seized power, he asked ministers about the governance direction and what policies should be implemented.

At that time, the court was divided into two factions: one led by Feng Deyi advocating for severe laws, or "tyranny," and the other led by Wei Zheng advocating for benevolent governance, or "the king’s way."

This was the most critical debate during the Zhen Guan Period, concerning the formulation of fundamental national policies.

Should the people be suppressed with "tyranny" or soothed with "the king’s way," each had their supporters.

Ultimately, Li Shimin adopted Wei Zheng’s opinion, implementing benevolent governance, reflected in the penal system as "lenient punishment, cautious killing."

But Xiao Chong clearly was a supporter of the "tyranny" faction, as evidenced by his early year executions and now his attitude towards human traffickers.

This was indeed a scholar of the Great Tang, not blindly following orders, with their thoughts.

"Cousin, what about these children?" Lin Wanwan pointed to the courtyard full of children and asked Xiao Chong.

Xiao Chong instructed his subordinates: "Have someone ask if they remember where their home is, send those who can recall back home, the rest are to be temporarily fostered at Lingshan Temple’s Bitian Courtyard until their families are found."

"Yes!"

"Can I stay with Young Lady Qingyu? I have no home, nowhere to go." Out from the tiled house, a little girl with a pale face peeked out; it was none other than Song Sulan.

Xiao Chong didn’t disregard what she said because she was young, instead explaining mildly: "You’re a child of common civilians, right? You have a place to go, without family you can stay at Bitian Courtyard until you grow up, then you can decide your future."

Song Sulan shook her head and said, "Sir, I want to stay with Young Lady Qingyu. I can be her maid, she also promised to take me, if you don’t believe, ask her."

To the precocious Song Sulan, she didn’t see Bitian Courtyard as a good place. If she could get into a noble’s house, even as a slave or maid, at least she wouldn’t worry about survival, which surely beats struggling outside, doesn’t it?

She was a commoner, but never had a full meal since childhood, her parents died painfully due to lack of medicine for illness, even as a civilian what did she get? She lived even less joyously than the dogs of nobles.

During her begging time, she personally saw a noble woman in luxurious silk clothing feeding meat to a snow-white dog in her arms while she hadn’t tasted meat in years!

"Becoming a maid? Do you know that slaves are treated no better than livestock?" Xiao Chong explained indifferently, "If you become a maid, you’re no different from an animal in the master’s house, understand?"

The little girl went pale at the words, but as someone came to drag her away, she clung to the door and wouldn’t let go, "I’m not afraid of becoming a low-class servant, please, don’t send me to the temple! I beg you! I beg you!"

The penetrating childish voice was exceptionally loud on this silent night.