The Killer Has a Strategy for Farming

The gold medal killer Fengzhu traveled to Fengsha Village and fell into the body of Fengzhu, a shrew who did all kinds of evil in the fish and meat village. Fengzhu then became the one who took the blame. A child in the village was beaten, and villagers surrounded her home, claiming that she had beaten her; vegetables in the village were picked, and villagers surrounded her home, claiming that she had picked them; chickens, ducks, and geese were lost in the village, and villagers surrounded her home, claiming that she had abducted them; even if there was no man in the village, villagers surrounded her home, claiming that she had stolen it. Before Fengzhu could refute, her executioner had already narrowed his eyes and flashed a cold light, "Did you steal someone?" Before she could explain, she was tortured to the point where she couldn't get out of bed for several days. Fengzhu was angry and determined not to get a bad reputation. She had to change her image in the hearts of the villagers, and this needed to be done slowly. So she kindly helped up a fallen child, but the villagers said that the child tripped and fell. Fengzhu said with a smile: "The child fell by himself, and my executioner can testify." Looking at the executioner standing behind her, carrying a beheading knife, the villagers did not dare to speak. Someone was poisoned, and she kindly helped to detoxify the poison, but the villagers said that she was the one who poisoned them. Fengzhu replied with a faint smile: "I didn't poison them. My executioner can testify." Looking at the executioner behind her with a cold face and cold eyes, the villagers fell silent. They got married in the village and couldn't find the groom during the bridal chamber. She helped to find him, but the villagers said that she had seduced the groom and left. Fengzhu held her waist and gritted her teeth and said, "I am not the person. My executioner can testify." The executioner behind her, who always exuded a violent aura, rarely smiled, and the villagers were like a ghost. *Strong men and strong women, strong forces join forces, one-on-one