At the entrance of the post station, a little girl who looked about the same age as Ye Xianya, with her hair in two buns, was kneeling at the door, clutching the post station soldier's trouser leg, crying and pleading, "Sir, please save my mother, please save my mother."

The courier was a young man. When the girl grabbed his trouser leg tightly, his face turned red. He quickly pulled up his trousers, afraid that the girl would pull him down.

"Young lady, please get up quickly. I'm just a lowly courier, and I really can't handle this matter. You should go to the county government and report it to the authorities," the courier hurriedly said.

"But...but you are also government officials." The little girl was taken aback.

The courier took the opportunity to step back two steps, afraid that she would grab his trouser leg again.

It was also because he was meddling in other people's business. He saw a little girl kneeling and crying at the entrance of the post station, so he ran over to persuade her, but he didn't expect to get entangled with her.

“We are indeed government officials, but the matter you just mentioned can only be handled by people in the yamen. If you keep going straight along this road for about fifty li, you will reach Weishui County. Our post station belongs to Weishui County, and the village where you live is also under the jurisdiction of Weishui County. You should go there to report to the authorities.” Seeing her pitiful state, the postman gave her advice.

“It’s fifty li away, and I have no money. How can I go? Even if I rush to Weishui County to report to the authorities and invite the officials, my mother will have already died. Please, officers, come with me to the village and save my mother. Please!” The little girl said as she kowtowed desperately, and blood quickly appeared on her forehead.

The inn was crowded, and soon a large crowd gathered to watch.

"Miss, please get up. I'll go ask our postmaster if he can help you with this." The postman panicked when he saw that there were too many people watching and pointing at them.

He had only been a courier for a short time, was shy, and had little experience. The girl kept kneeling on the ground and kowtowing to him, which he couldn't bear.

"Thank you, officer. Thank you, officer." The little girl thanked him hurriedly, but insisted on kneeling on the ground and refused to get up.

No matter what method she uses today, she must ask someone to go back, otherwise her mother's life will be in danger.

Seeing the little girl's resolute expression and determined look in her eyes, Ye Xianya knew that she was willing to do anything to save her mother.

When Qi Chengshuo and Qi Jiu arrived, they found Ye Xianya and her daughter standing behind them. They realized that it wasn't them who had been in trouble, and they breathed a sigh of relief.

"Miaoyun, what happened?" Qi Jiu walked over and asked in a low voice.

"I'm not entirely sure either. Xianya and I were just about to get into the carriage when we suddenly heard a little girl crying over here, so we came to check. The girl wanted to ask the people at the post station to help her rescue her mother," Ye Miaoyun said, turning her head.

A little girl knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing to save her mother, even if it meant bleeding from her head. It was truly touching.

Not long after, the postmaster arrived, and the little girl quickly explained what had happened.

“My mother is in poor health and is often bedridden. Especially in the last two years, she has become so ill that she has difficulty getting up and is often delirious and talking nonsense. Half a month ago, my mother suddenly got up in the middle of the night and went to sleep in the cemetery. After waking up, she acted like she had lost her mind, biting and nibbling at people. She even injured my father. My father had no choice but to ask the villagers for help to tie her up and take her back.”

“My mother has been in a daze for the past two weeks. She can’t be woken up during the day, and she howls at night. Her cries are terrifying, and the neighbors are complaining about it. Yesterday… a Taoist priest passed through our village and said that my mother was possessed by an evil spirit and would not live much longer. He said that the evil spirit must be exorcised to avoid disaster. He said that if the evil spirit is not removed, it will continue to harm other people after my mother dies, until the whole village is wiped out.”

“My father took out all his savings and borrowed two taels of silver from the village head, totaling five taels of silver for the Taoist priest. He agreed to exorcise the evil spirits from my mother, but he had someone find an earthen urn and put my mother in it, saying that as long as she was steamed over a low fire for four hours, the evil spirits on my mother's body would dissipate and my mother's health would improve.”

The little girl was so anxious that tears streamed down her face: "Steaming for four hours will get rid of the evil spirit, but my mother will surely die. I begged and pleaded, and they still put my mother in. The Taoist priest said that the evil spirit's power is weakest after mid-Shen time today, and this is the best time to light the fire. The time is almost up. Please, sir, save my mother."

"Sir." Upon hearing this, the courier looked at the postmaster beside him, his expression somewhat anxious.

This is a human life.

Whether the evil spirits will die after being steamed for four hours, they don't know, but the people will definitely die.

Who would die after being steamed for four hours?

The postmaster frowned deeply, and after a moment he said, "Miss, we are afraid we can't help you with this. You can report it to the county government or go to the Taoist temple outside the county town to ask the Taoist priests for help."

They were just a stopover; they couldn't handle these things.

Besides, the girl's village is right behind the post station. If he dares to stop her, those villagers will probably cause trouble at the post station every few days. Moreover, the girl's mother is possessed by an evil spirit, which everyone is afraid of. The postmaster doesn't want to get involved.

The little girl was stunned for a moment after hearing this. When she saw the postmaster go inside, she quickly got up to chase after him, but because she had been kneeling for a while, her knees went numb and she fell to the ground.

Ignoring her injuries, she forced herself to get up, but the postmaster had already disappeared.

The little girl was extremely anxious to save her mother, but it was too late to seek help from either the county government or the Taoist temple.

Actually, after her mother slept in the cemetery half a month ago, she wanted to seek help from the Taoist temple outside the county town, but she had no money, her father wouldn't give her a single copper coin, and she was busy taking care of her mother, so she had to give up.

The little girl wiped away her tears and limped toward the village behind the post station.

She absolutely could not allow them to steam her mother, even if it cost her her life.

Ye Xianya stared at her small figure, stunned.

At this moment, some past events surfaced in her mind.

Although it wasn't something she had experienced before, it was the original owner's memory, something this body had gone through.

After Ye Miaoyun and Qi Jiu were falsely accused of adultery, the Jiang family wanted to drown Ye Miaoyun.

Ye Xianya ran to stop them, but was slapped twice by Jiang Fuyi. Liu Shi grabbed her and hit and pinched her, cursing and cursing them to die.

Seeing her mother being stuffed into the bamboo cage, Ye Xianya clung to it tightly, refusing to let go no matter how the Jiang family tried to pull or beat her.

Because she knew that if she let go, her mother would be drowned.

Her hand was cut by the bamboo cage, and blood was flowing freely, but she refused to let go. At that moment, she had only one thought in her mind: to protect her mother.

Fortunately, she was rescued by the village head, He Shunde, who saved Ye Miaoyun's life.

And what about this little girl? Who can she wait for?

"Girl, is your village far from here?" Ye Xianya asked as she stepped forward.

The little girl turned around when she heard this. Blood was still flowing from her forehead, and the blood mixed with her tears made her look extremely disheveled.

However, after hearing Ye Xianya's words, a glimmer of light appeared in her previously lifeless eyes.