Jiang Zhiying sat on the mat, monitoring everything above with her mental power.

There was something that concerned her.

In Lao Jiu's memory, Lao Si initially wanted to raise his daughter himself and watch Jiang Siyu grow up. However, as Jiang Siyu grew older and her personality became more and more eccentric, he seemed to have other ideas and wanted to change Jiang Siyu's identity.

But Jiang Siyu is six years old now and is no longer a baby in swaddling clothes.

Jiang Zhiying was a little curious. How would the fourth brother change Jiang Siyu's identity?

…

After Lao Jiu sealed the basement, he put the ladder away and went to find the old woman.

The old woman was sitting in the main room. Besides her, there was an old man smoking a pipe, as well as the fourth and eighth sons.

Lao Ba was still talking about the dirt on the backpack, but unfortunately no one believed him at all.

These people are doing business that is so damn dangerous. If they really believed in these things, they would have been scared to death long ago. How could they have persisted until now?

So as soon as the eighth brother finished speaking, he was ridiculed by the fourth brother.

Then Lao Jiu came in: "The girl has been put downstairs and has been sleeping. What should we do now?"

The old man puffed on his pipe without saying a word.

The old woman asked Lao Ba, "How much medicine did you give her? How long will she sleep?"

The eighth brother frowned. "I gave her candy, but she refused to eat it. So I took her to the seventh brother's place and gave her ice cream. She ate less than half of it before she fell asleep. The ice cream even fell on my clothes!"

After saying that, he subconsciously looked at his clothes, only to smell a stinky smell of sweat.

When he came back, he was very tired and his clothes were soaked with sweat. As a result, his parents had something to say to him, so he didn't have time to change.

When Lao Ba thought of this, he couldn't help yawning and felt very tired.

The old woman frowned as she watched him, and suddenly asked him, "What's wrong with you today? Didn't you sleep well last night?"

Lao Ba instantly perked up: "I slept well last night, Mom. I suspect that something foul has sucked my yang energy! Isn't that what the opera says? That Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio, it talks about a female demon sucking a man's yang energy!"

As soon as these words came out, the old woman's face turned extremely ugly. "What about the opera Liao Zhai that absorbs Yang energy? Didn't I tell you? Those are all lies! There is no such thing as dirty things in the world."

If those dirty things really existed, how could they have survived until now?

The old woman sneered in her heart.

She was also afraid before and couldn't sleep well, for fear that some evil creature would seek revenge on her.

The result was nothing.

There are no such things in this world at all. It's just fools deceiving themselves.

She has been doing this for so many years, isn't she still living well?

Old Nine also taunted: "Old Eight, you weren't fooling around outside and ruined your body, were you? What kind of dirty talk are you talking about? You even dare to lie in front of your parents. Are you trying to rebel?"

When the fourth brother heard this, his eyes turned fierce as he looked at the eighth brother: "Eighth brother, do you want to rebel?"

Lao Ba was so scared that he almost lost his soul: "How dare I! My Yang Qi has really been sucked away! Dad, why don't you help me take a look, there is definitely something wrong with my body!"

The old man puffed out a puff of smoke, raised his eyelids, gave him a sinister look, and stretched out his hand toward him: "Come here, let me see."

Lao Ba hurried over and stretched out his hand to show him.

The old man felt his pulse and frowned: "Why are you so weak?"