Was the Taoist priest he consulted a fraud?

But, but that Taoist priest back then...

etc……

Only then did Song Bohan remember that the Taoist priest had assured him that He Shimin and the child would never bother him again, not that he would destroy her soul...

That Taoist priest lied to him!

"Soul scattered?" He Shimin's eyes narrowed, and she suddenly realized: "The Taoist priest who performed the ritual at my and my child's graves, was he someone you invited?"

He Shimin and her child died unjustly, and were drowned ghosts. When they first regained consciousness, they were filled with resentment.

Her first thought was to take the child to find Song Bohan and question him about the worthless guards he had assigned, who hadn't even been able to rescue their master after he fell into the water.

As a result, they were stopped halfway by an old Taoist priest dressed in a gray-blue cloth robe.

She even fought with the child and the old Taoist priest, but because she was a new ghost, she was no match for the old Taoist priest and was severely beaten.

The old Taoist priest didn't take her in at the time, but earnestly advised her that the dead cannot be brought back to life, and that Song Bohan hadn't anticipated what happened that day, and that he was also very sad.

She was also told to think more about her child, because if her child had blood on his hands, he would not be able to be reborn as a human.

It would be better to let her wait obediently at the grave for more than ten years. After Song Bohan dies, they can still be a pair of ghost lovers.

He Shimin was less skilled than the other, and the child was indeed her weakness. She could only reluctantly agree to the old Taoist priest that she would not hurt anyone in the future and would obediently wait for Song Bohan to die at his grave.

As a result, she waited day after day, year after year, and the times changed, but she still didn't see that old geezer Song Bohan.

So, the old Taoist priest was someone Song Bohan found back then?

He Shimin gripped Song Bohan's collar tightly, her face contorted in a sinister grimace. Water dripped incessantly from the ground as she gritted her teeth and asked, "Was it your doing that killed Yan'er and me?"

Song Bohan's expression changed repeatedly. Just as he was about to speak, Xue Ziqing, who had just realized what was happening, rushed forward crying, "Sister He, it's all my fault. Come at me, don't hurt Brother Han!"

"Get out of my way! Don't hurt my mother!" The ghost doll burst out of He Shimin's body and knocked Xue Ziqing away.

"Qingqing!" Song Bohan's eyes widened in horror.

His ghostly aura surged, violently blasting He Shimin away. He rushed towards Xue Ziqing, helped her up from the ground, and glared fiercely at He Shimin: "So what if I did it? If it weren't for you in my previous life, would I have been separated from Qingqing for so long?"

"I never liked you! You just insisted on having it!"

He Shimin laughed angrily: "When people get old, their skin becomes as thick as a city wall. What did I ask of you? Did I ask you to marry me? Did I ask you to sleep with me?"

"Back then, I, He Shimin, sponsored hundreds, if not thousands, of scholars, many of whom were more outstanding than you. If you hadn't been fawning over me like a dog, would I have chosen you?"

"Now that you've had your fill of bones, you're turning around and biting your master, saying I begged you for food? Song Bohan, if you have any backbone, then spit out everything you ate and used from me!"

"Fine! Even if I force you, what about Yan'er? What did he do wrong that you treat him like this?" He Shimin gritted her teeth in hatred: "He's your son!"

“His very existence is the biggest mistake he ever made!” Song Bohan said in a deep voice.

As long as Song Haoyan is alive, he will always be reminded of how he betrayed the beautiful love between him and Qingqing.

Therefore, he must die!

"Fine! So, his being alive is the biggest mistake! Then I think your being alive is the biggest mistake!" He Shimin sneered, transforming into a black shadow and rushing towards Song Bohan, her hand in a claw shape, aiming straight for his chest.

Song Bohan's expression changed slightly, and a sinister glint flashed in his eyes: "If you could obediently wait to be reincarnated with Yan'er after you go to the underworld, I might spare your life. But now, you've delivered yourself to my doorstep!"

"He Shimin, don't blame me."

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Bohan rushed towards He Shimin, his every move carrying a ruthless intent to kill her.

The ghost doll shrieked and transformed into a streak of black light, rushing into the battlefield: "Mother, I'm here to help you!"

"Brother Han, be careful!" Xue Ziqing also rushed forward. The four ghosts fought each other, and sand and stones flew in front of the inn. The collision between the ghosts' powers created air waves that constantly impacted the surroundings, and the ghosts who had also come to the Samsara Inn all avoided them.

"Oh my god, why did they suddenly start fighting?"

"It seems like they had a grudge in life and sought revenge after death. Oh dear, there's even a ghost doll involved! This ghost that killed the doll is truly heartless!"

"How dare they fight in front of the inn? Aren't they afraid of being caught by the underworld officials?!"

Song Bohan was originally full of confidence, thinking that with Qingqing's help, he would definitely be able to take He Shimin's life. However, he did not expect that He Shimin would be more troublesome than he had imagined.

Not to mention she also has the help of a ghost doll, whose moves are extremely unpredictable, making him, an old ghost who has been living comfortably in the underworld for years, completely unable to deal with her.

Soon, Song Bohan and Xue Ziqing were knocked to the ground by He Shimin and her son.

He Shimin, her eyes bloodshot, clenched her fists and lunged at his head.

Just then, one of the ghosts shouted, "The underworld messengers are here!"

Song Bohan's face lit up with joy—the underworld messengers had arrived! He was saved!

He looked at He Shimin, gave her a provocative smile, and opened and closed his mouth, saying, "You're finished."

He Shimin will definitely be punished for making a move at the entrance of the Samsara Inn!

He Shimin's face darkened, and she wanted to kill Song Bohan without hesitation. The ghost doll pulled her back with all its might: "Mother, calm down! Calm down! Calm down! He did it on purpose! He's deliberately provoking you!"

"Mother, just wait and see my performance!"

He and his mother had finally made it to the underworld; they couldn't let their chance to be reborn be wasted because of some scoundrel.

As the underworld officials approached menacingly, before Song Bohan could speak, the ghost doll rushed forward, knelt down in front of them with a thud, and sobbed, "My lords, my mother and I acted out of sheer desperation. We simply couldn't bear to see our enemies from our past lives!"

“We accept the punishment that my mother and I deserve, but before that, I want to sue Song Bohan for murdering his wife and children! He doesn’t deserve to die!”

Song Bohan's expression changed drastically: "Song Haoyan! You!"

He looked up at the underworld official in a panic: "My lord, don't listen to him..."

The underworld officials had no patience for his explanation. With a wave of their hands, the soul-locking chains flew forward and bound the four ghosts: "Take them all away and take them to the judge for a new trial of good and evil!"

Seeing Song Bohan's face turn pale instantly, He Shimin laughed and said to him, "You're finished."

She didn't know how Song Bohan managed to get away with the last trial of good and evil, but this time, she would definitely not let him off the hook.

Want to be reincarnated? No way! Go to hell!

-

The matter of the underworld did not affect Nan Yuanman. After facing the wall in contemplation for half an hour with Feng Yanxiu and Feng Langqing, they slipped away to have dinner.

After finishing her meal, she carried her small hoe to the back garden to check on her vegetable garden, weeding, fertilizing, and watering.

Seeing that she was having fun by herself, Feng Langqing took out his phone and played a game. When he finished the game and looked up, good heavens, his sister, who was just clean and smelly a moment ago, had turned into a dirty lump of mud in the blink of an eye.

Feng Langqing: "..."

He stepped forward with a look of disgust, picked up Nan Yuanman and took her to wash up. Just as he finished running the water, he suddenly received a call from Xiao Qidong.

His furtive voice came from the other end of the phone: "Brother Feng, Brother Feng, guess who I just saw?"

"Spit it out."

"Zheng Zi'ang! I saw Zheng Zi'ang! Holy crap! But weren't there rumors that he was dead?"