The old lady's pent-up emotions finally erupted, and she went over and patted Huang San on the back.

Because Tang Yaoyao was there, Huang San couldn't do anything, so he could only cover his head and try not to hurt it.

She even felt wronged.

“To die in such an unlucky place, how terrible. I also saw someone else.” Huang San continued, “It was a woman, a woman’s back. I guess it was a ghost. He didn’t do anything good in his life, and the female ghost came to take his life.”

Tang Yaoyao asked, "Woman? You're making this sound like a ghost story."

Huang San had never mentioned it before, but the mere mention of it gave him goosebumps: "I really saw it, a female ghost in red. She was standing on the shore watching people die, and she was even laughing."

"In that situation, how could I dare to go over? I was so scared I peed my pants!"

Huang San felt a chill run down his spine when he recalled that scene.

It was the same thing that Tang Yaoyao saw.

That shadow, though its face was obscured, was still quite eerie.

Huang San looked at Tang Yaoyao again. He had initially thought she was very pretty, but suddenly she seemed to overlap with the red-clad female ghost.

Terrified, he backed away and hid under the table, saying, "Was it you? You found me and came to take my life!"

The body hiding underneath was still trembling violently.

Tang Yaoyao watched Huang San crawl around haphazardly, trying to escape from her, and raised an eyebrow: "Do I look a lot like that female ghost?"

"No, no, it's the body shape that's similar. If you wore a red dress and had black hair, you would definitely look exactly the same."

He was extremely immersive, and he was genuinely a little scared when he saw Tang Yaoyao.

He found the woman in front of him even more terrifying, and somewhat vicious.

This place is strange, and there are a lot of bad people here.

Strange things kept happening, and when you put them together, they really did form a line.

Tang Yaoyao asked, "Do you live here?"

Huang San said, "I don't live here. Why are you asking so many questions? Do you want to kill me?"

They really mistook her for that female ghost.

"I heard it's been peaceful here for a long time, and no one has come to cause trouble. Why are you here again?" Tang Yaoyao asked.

Huang San thought for a moment and then told the truth: "Haven't you noticed that the people here have become more united? When they get ruthless, I'm afraid of them. Today, when they heard that the police were coming, they stopped recognizing each other and stopped sticking together. So they came to check it out."

"It's true, the people here are really strange. They either band together to do something ruthless, or they turn their backs on you."

Huang San also heard something interesting: "I only came over to take a look because I heard there was a fight."

Tang Yaoyao finally understood what Huang San was saying.

In the past, there were many migrant workers, and they didn't stick together for mutual support.

Recently, we've suddenly become more united and loving.

Most importantly, when she came during the day, these people didn't say anything, and it was impossible to tell that they had any good communication.

They did, however, appear together in fights and disturbances.

There was something very wrong, but they didn't realize it.

“Alright, take us to the swamp. I want to take a look,” Tang Yaoyao said.

Upon hearing this, the blond-haired man's hair almost stood on end, and his eyes widened: "What did you say? You're going now? Are you crazy? It's so late at night, and the yin energy is so strong. Oh, you're not planning to kill me to cover it up, are you?"

The blond-haired man clung to the table leg, too afraid to move.

Tang Yaoyao said, "If I wanted to kill you, I could do it now. Why go through all that trouble to drag you to a place like that? To rape you first and then kill you?"

That last sentence startled the blond guy.

He always treats others this way; when has he ever been treated like this by a woman?

Suddenly, the way he looked at Tang Yaoyao changed.

She's the real boss.

He felt inferior to them.

Tang Yaoyao said, "It's fine if you don't want to go. I'll have someone carry you there. Whether I do it or you get up yourself, we can discuss anything."

Neither Huang San nor Tang Yaoyao could defeat Tang Yaoyao.

They had no choice but to stand up.

Fearing for his life, Huang San said, "It's a promise, no fighting. A gentleman uses words, not fists!"

At this time, Tang Yaoyao should act like a gentleman.

Tang Yaoyao looked at the elderly couple who were already crying their eyes out. Bringing up the old story had also been a great blow to them.

As for her self-reproachful words just now, Tang Yaoyao couldn't understand them, but considering they were both elderly, she didn't take it too seriously.

"Stop dreaming. You can have anything in your dreams. If you want your son, he can appear right away. But reality will come cruelly one day."

That was all Tang Yaoyao could say.

She doesn't know what happened, and there's no need for her to comment.

But the old lady's actions and words just now really bothered her. Well, good intentions don't always bring good results.

The old lady glanced at Tang Yaoyao, and in a moment of stress, she realized that Tang Yaoyao had indeed said many unreasonable things.

After calming down, I realized the truth.

I looked back at my husband.

This is the place they'll spend their entire lives.

In such a short time, I will only be immersed in words and pain.

Young people have their own way of thinking.

The angles are indeed different.

They walked along the dark road.

Tang Yaoyao remained calm. She had seen all sorts of storms and waves; what was she afraid of from a mere little female ghost?

Even if there really are ghosts, she's not afraid.

Huang San, however, shrank behind them, becoming timid at this moment.

"Show me your street fighter skills, don't be a coward." Tang Yaoyao pulled him out.

I just don't understand why he's so afraid.

Huang San said, "You didn't see it with your own eyes; it's a shadow that haunts me for the rest of my life."

"Ha, there are two living, breathing people in front of you, and you, who are usually so heartless, are actually quite afraid of death? Don't you want to live anymore?"

Tang Yaoyao's words were a slap in the face to Huang San.

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