The rain fell through the hole on the top of her head, like the tears in the heart of Feng Xixi.

She had time-traveled. As the only descendant of a martial arts family, she had transmigrated to a little girl from a farmer's family with the same name.

Yes, she was the kind of girl who was even more miserable than the little girl who sold matchsticks in the fairy tale.

"Fuck!" As an experienced internet literary work reader, she couldn't be more familiar with this plot.

"Hello, Host. Congratulations on being chosen by the “Strive to Slap in the Face” system. Will you accept the task?"

Before Feng Xixi could consider carefully, the sudden system said to itself, "Accept."

Feng Xixi was confused, "? ?"

"Hello, Host. Congratulations on obtaining the chance to be reborn after completing the tasks. Next, you need to take good care of the hostee's family, change her tragic fate, and lead the family to the peak of their lives! After completing the tasks announced by the system and dying of old age in this world, you can be reborn. Now, the system tasks start!"

Feng Xixi was speechless.

Was the system so willful now that it didn't even need its host's permission?

"Next, please check the following hostee's information."

Then the system page appeared in Feng Xixi's mind. After reading it, Feng Xixi didn't want to live anymore.

"What a vicious grandma! What sharp-tongued cousins! What a feeble mother! What two mischievous brothers."

To be honest, the plot of "Les Miserables" was less miserable than it was.

"A gift pack for newcomers will be sent out next. Please check it."

Feng Xixi was so excited that her hands trembled. Finally, in this bad situation, she heard some good news and opened the gift pack.

"Congratulations, Host, for obtaining a forty-meter-long machete!" The system's mechanical voice sounded.

Then, a machete, which was about one meter long, was placed at her feet.

Feng Xixi was speechless. A novice gift pack? "That's it?"

"Host, you have a new task. Please accept it."

Feng Xixi clicked on it: "Help the hostee's mother, Mrs. Xia, get rid of the beatings!"

"Well, I'd better take things as they come," Feng Xixi thought.

Feng Xixi bent down to pick up the knife. "Here goes."

At this time, the heartbreaking cry of Mrs. Xia came from the yard outside the door.

"Mom, even if you beat me to death, I won't let you sell Xixi. She's still so young..."

"If you don't sell this little bitch, money pit, how can you raise her? Our Feng family doesn't keep idle people. If it weren't you, the bitch, who jinxed my third son to death and made me have to outlive my child, why do I have to sell her?"

"Look at the four of you. You're all good at eating and slacking off at work. How dare you pretend to faint under such weak sunlight? Does the sunlight only shine on you and not the others? Look at your sisters-in-law. Who is like you? A lowly life was turned into a noble fate by you."

In the face of the accusation of Mrs. Zhang, Mrs. Xia had no choice but to suffer, and tears kept falling from her eyes.

The third son of the Feng family fell off the cliff and died last year. His body was not found. People in the village said that his body was eaten by wild wolves.

After the death of her husband, Mrs. Xia and her three children were living a miserable life.

Mrs. Zhang had long planned to sell Feng Xixi to the neighboring village as a child bride. Previously, Mrs. Xia had tried her best to stop her, and the villagers had pointed fingers at her, so Mrs. Zhang had temporarily given up on that idea.

Recently, Feng Xixi was seriously ill and looked like she was about to die. Mrs. Zhang wanted to sell Feng Xixi for some money before she died.

"Mom, Xixi is still young. She is only six and a half years old. She doesn't know anything..."

Before Mrs. Xia could finish her words, Mrs. Zhang raised her hand and slapped Mrs. Xia in the face.

Then she spat and scolded, "Little girl? Sooner or later, she will be someone else's wife. What's wrong with being a child bride now?"

"Today, either you let me sell that little bitch, or I... I'll beat you to death."

After that, Mrs. Zhang quickly slapped Mrs. Xia in the face.

Even if she was beaten, Mrs. Xia knew that she couldn't give in. Otherwise, she would lose her daughter.

After a while, Mrs. Xia's face was swollen from the beating.

When Feng Xixi came out with her machete, she saw such a scene.

As soon as they heard the noise, Mrs. Zhang and Mrs. Xia turned around and saw Feng Xixi walking toward them with a bright machete in her hand.

At this time, Feng Xixi was expressionless and her eyes were dull, as if she was controlled by something.

She held the machete with her thin arms, and the big machete, which was longer than her, seemed to be weightless in her hands.

Looking at this strange scene, Mrs. Zhang and Mrs. Xia couldn't help but stop.

Seeing Feng Xixi approaching with a machete, Mrs. Zhang came to her senses and scolded, "Oh my god. What's wrong with you? Where did you get this knife?"

Mrs. Xia was also shocked and quickly said, "What are you doing, Xixi. Put down the knife!"

Feng Xixi stared at Mrs. Zhang with her big eyes and muttered, "I'm going to chop you to death!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Feng Xixi swung the machete in her hand at Mrs. Zhang.

Mrs. Zhang was stunned by the sharp machete. When she came to her senses, she found that a strand of her hair had been cut off by Feng Xixi, and she broke out in a cold sweat.

If Feng Xixi's machete got closer, her head would be cut off.

However, Feng Xixi waved the machete in her hand again.

Mrs. Zhang was so scared that she scrambled away and cursed in disbelief, "Feng Xixi. Goddamn. What are you doing?"

Feng Xixi chased after Mrs. Zhang with an expressionless face. "I'll hack you, the life-threatening ghost, to death. How dare you to possess my grandma's body."

Mrs. Zhang shouted as she ran, "Crazy, crazy, this little bitch is crazy!"

When Mrs. Xia came to her senses, she was almost scared to death.

Her timid daughter had raised a machete to chop someone, and that person was her mother-in-law.

"Xixi, Xixi, what are you doing? Stop! That's your grandma,"

Mrs. Xia turned pale. What had happened today was a big deal.

When they heard Mrs. Zhang wailing like a ghost, the surrounding villagers gathered around a moment later.

Seeing this frightening scene, someone hurriedly called for the village chief.

Even if some villagers wanted to help get the machete from Feng Xixi, Feng Xixi waved it too fast and everyone was afraid of hurting themselves, so few of them really wanted to help.

"That's weird. This little girl doesn't usually have so much strength. How could she hold such a heavy machete?"

"Oh my god, Feng Xixi dares to raise a machete to chop her grandmother. Is she possessed by a ghost?"

"That's right. Usually, this girl doesn't even dare to speak. Where did she get the courage to do so today?"

"Listen, she said that her grandmother has a ghost possessing her body. Is that true?"

"It's possible that she is so young that she hasn't closed her Third Eye. Maybe she can see ghosts?"

The villagers here shuddered after hearing this.

The people of this era were very respectful to ghosts and gods.

In this way, the villagers didn't dare to stop her.

Mrs. Zhang ran very fast. Although Feng Xixi was short, the speed of her small legs was shocking.

She carried a long knife on her back and hacked Mrs. Zhang in the face. Mrs. Zhang had several parts of her clothes torn, and some parts of her body were already bleeding.

Mrs. Zhang thought that this little b*tch had taken some crazy medicine and was playing tricks before. Now, although her body was still in one piece, the sharp pain from the cut wounds made her realize that Feng Xixi was going to hack her to death.

Fortunately, her arms and legs were flexible, otherwise, she would have died!

Although Mrs. Zhang was old, the older she became, the more she cherished her life. In her panic, her pig-like roars resounded throughout Pingshan Village.

Seeing Mrs. Zhang in such a sorry state, a few women in the village, who usually disliked her, were covering their mouths and laughing.

"The old lady of the Zhang family has been overbearing all her life. I didn't expect that one day she would be hacked by her granddaughter. It's so funny."

Under normal circumstances, Mrs. Zhang would definitely argue with others.

"Village chief, save me! !"

Just as Mrs. Zhang couldn't ask for help, the village chief rushed over.

Mrs. Zhang quickly hid behind him.

The village chief had absolute prestige in the entire Pingshan Village.

No matter how crazy Feng Xixi was, she couldn't rush over and hack Mrs. Zhang again.

"What are you guys doing?" Village chief frowned.

"Village Chief, it's terrible. This little beast is going to kill people. Village Chief, I think we should sink this little beast into the river. Who knows if she will go crazy or not in the future."

Mrs. Zhang immediately complained.

Holding a machete, Feng Xixi stared blankly at the village chief. "I'm going to kill this ghost!"

Then, she fell to the ground with a thud and lost consciousness.

The system clicked its tongue in wonder. "Host's acting skills are amazing. Super amazing!"

Feng Xixi said, "Just basics!"

As soon as Feng Xixi fainted, Mrs. Xia immediately rushed over.

"Xixi, Xixi. What's wrong with you?"

Then, bean-sized tears streamed down her swollen face. Mrs. Xia was weak and pretty, and now she was crying, which made people feel more pity for her.

With a glance, the village chief knew what had happened. He scolded Mrs. Zhang and told her to treat her daughter-in-law and granddaughter well. Mrs. Zhang didn't dare to talk back to the village head and could only agree.

Mrs. Xia cried sadly and patted the face of Feng Xixi, "Xixi, don't scare me. If you die, I will die with you. Let's go and find your father. With your father around, your father will make you full."

Although the village chief reprimanded Mrs. Zhang, his gaze fell on the machete on the side and he couldn't help but reveal a bit of contemplation in his sharp eyes.

"Where did this machete come from?"

The village chief held the heavy machete and was a little puzzled.

This little girl from the Feng family was normally as weak as a mouse, how could she carry such a heavy machete today?

Furthermore, he saw that even though the girl's steps appeared to be messy, they contained a lot of skills.

However, Mrs. Xia didn't seem to be pretending.

"We don't know where this little bitch found such a machete. Village chief, it's not that I'm unreasonable. In my opinion, this little bitch wants to hack me to death on purpose, she has already prepared this knife."

"If it weren't for my nimble legs that are usually used to do farm work, I would have died in the hands of this little bitch today."

"Although she is dizzy now, judging from her fierce look just now, I think that she is just pretending."

After Mrs. Zhang finished speaking, someone next to her couldn't stand it anymore and said, "Mrs. Zhang, Xixi is a poor child. She has lost her father at such a young age. You said that she was pretending, but her arms and legs are as thin as hemp ropes. Her face is so skeletal. Not to mention anything else, I'm worried that she will be blown away if the wind is a little strong."

"Look at her pale face. I don't think she's pretending."