Chapter 67 He breathed his last, combing his hair to the end.

However, Deng Laosan did not expect that Lianrong and Xueyi were not entirely under his control.

Xue Yi discovered his affair with Lian Rong, who was often seen with a sorcerer of unknown origin.

Deng Laosan felt cuckolded and refused to listen to Lianrong's suggestion to kill Xue Yi.

He still had some feelings for Xue Yi.

Deng Laosan was often proud of his deep affection. He was willing to marry into the Xue family for Xue Yi, and would not take a concubine. He would only have one mistress outside, but he would not let her have children.

However, Xue Yi still died in the end.

Deng Laosan was plagued by nightmares, and he began to regret why he had been soft-hearted and wrapped the doll in a white cloth when he cast the curse.

He was convinced that Xue Yi was blaming him, and that she would bother him every night.

In this way, it would be even more impossible for Deng Laosan to let Lianrong give birth to the child, for he feared that Xue Yi's revenge would be even more intense.

Having lived in the brothel for so many years, Lianrong was naturally not someone to be trifled with. With the protective magic treasure left to her by the sorcerer, she kept a firm grip on the family's money and hired someone to keep an eye on Deng Laosan when they moved.

The two tormented each other, neither willing to let the other go.

At this point, Jiang Yuzhi understood that the baby's cries came from four deformed spirits inside Lianrong's belly, and they were still covered with the ghostly power from Xue Yi.

It was probably when Lianrong went to the Xue residence that she picked it up.

When Deng Laosan was in Wannan, he was indeed threatened by Xue Yi. The box that bound Xue Yi was broken and old, and could not be closed properly. In addition, the doll was wrapped in a layer of white cloth.

However, after they left Wannan, it was no longer Xue Yi who terrified Deng Laosan in his dream, but the four spirits that sensed Xue Yi's emotions.

Not only Deng Laosan, but Lianrong also suffered from spiritual torment every night.

Jiang Yuzhi looked at the unshaven man on the bed and found him repulsive.

In his small bag, he carried Xue Yi's porcelain bottle, which he had been itching to use for a long time.

At this moment, Jiang Yuzhi took out the bottle and, maintaining her composure, instructed, "I will let you out, but you cannot kill him. When a ghost kills someone, the only outcome is the dissipation of the soul. Deng Laosan will inevitably be reborn as an animal in his next life. If he just disappears like this, wouldn't that be letting him off easy? If you understand, shake the bottle twice, and I will let you out."

The simple porcelain vase seemed to ponder for a moment, then slowly swayed.

Jiang Yuzhi understood and was about to open the bottle.

The quiet Chichi suddenly became restless, and Diting also assumed a wary posture, standing in front of Jiang Yuzhi.

“Lianrong is awake… not Lianrong, but those four spirits.” Diting let out a series of threatening growls from its throat.

The creature, unable to make a sound, was incredibly hungry, but unfortunately, the other end of the rope was also something it couldn't mess with.

The door was wide open, and a disheveled woman crawled in, her limbs twisted and contorted, making it seem as if she couldn't walk. She mumbled incoherently, "It hurts...it hurts...ahhh..."

The woman, likely intimidated by the eavesdropping presence inside, hesitated to approach, instead prostrating herself on the ground, groaning, "Ouch...ouch...it hurts..."

Di Ting's furry ears twitched twice. "Zhi Zhi, let Xue Yi out."

Jiang Yuzhi nodded without hesitation and opened the seal on the bottle.

A wisp of smoke slowly drifted out of the bottle, condensing into the shape of Xue Yi.

Xue Yi has lost a lot of weight, probably because Chi Chi had consumed her ghostly power earlier and couldn't replenish it while staying in the bottle.

“My benefactor, I recognize these four children. They mean no harm; they are all pitiful people.”

Xue Yi squatted down next to Lian Rong, seemingly unconcerned that this woman had stolen her husband.

“When I was still in the box, they would sometimes come to keep me company and help me grind a crack in the side of the box so that I could peek at a sliver of light from outside. Please have mercy.”

Jiang Yuzhi wasn't some kind of evil spirit, and she considered herself fairly fair. "I won't do anything; the judge will decide your actions. Of course, since we haven't reached the underworld yet, I can't interfere with what you can do within the rules."

"Okay, okay, thank you very much, benefactor."

"I'm going out now. Remember what I said."

"Thank you so much, my benefactor!"

Jiang Yuzhi left a paper figure in front of Xue Yi, then led Di Ting out and closed the door behind her.

It licked its lips against the crack of the closed door, unwilling to leave.

Since it wouldn't affect anything anyway, Jiang Yuzhi ignored it.

The hungry mouth and nose twitched together stealthily.

Di Ting, watching from the side, couldn't help but laugh.

Jiang Yuzhi: "What's wrong?"

Di Ting: "It's nothing." Let it eat some; it'll be a help.

Jiang Yuzhi understood and pretended not to see Chichi's actions.

Inside, Xue Yi felt much calmer. She gently stroked the woman's head and said, "Come, sit down. Be good, I'll comb your hair."

With Xue Yi's help, the woman obediently leaned against her and sat on the stool.

The comb hadn't been used in a long time and was covered with a thin layer of dust. Since Xue Yi couldn't find any usable water in the room, she casually walked to the bedside where Deng Laosan was lying and carefully wiped the comb with the relatively clean bed sheet.

Lianrong sat obediently, her messy hair concealing a pair of pure, clear eyes, without a trace of impurity, waiting expectantly for Xue Yi to return.

Her hair was tangled in several places, and Xue Yi patiently combed it out. "Lianrong" didn't make a fuss and let her do it.

Xue Yi has been much clearer-headed lately and rarely thinks about Deng Laosan anymore. Instead, she thinks more about her innocent parents who have suffered, and the intermittent cries she heard when she was locked in the dark box and being tortured.

The person who was crying became dependent on her after she comforted them once.

Like a wounded little animal, seeking warmth that is out of reach.

At first there was one, then two. Gradually they grew stronger, from being afraid to approach the box and sobbing on the side, to trying to pry a crack in the box.

The long-lost earthy smell filled Xue Yi's nose. Through the gap, she could only see the two delicate little ones as an indistinct halo.

Later, some time passed, and Deng Laosan and the others left, and the two little guys never came again.

Xue Yi vaguely guessed what was going on.

Before long, the two little ones brought another halo of light and chattered around her in words she couldn't understand.

Despite this, Xue Yi still felt good.

Now, there's a fourth one.

It's impossible for Xue Yi not to hate Lian Rong, but when she thinks of those four halos of light...

"One comb to the end, and you'll have no worries about wealth and prosperity."

Comb your hair twice, and you'll be free from illness and worry.

Comb your hair three times, and you'll have peace and good fortune throughout the four seasons.

Four combs…………………………

A very simple bun is complete.

Xue Yi put the comb on the table. "Alright, come out, little ones. May you be reborn into a good family in your next life and choose good parents."

The four spirits actually obediently crawled out of Lianrong's belly and rubbed against Xueyi.

Lianrong collapsed softly onto the table as if she had lost her support.

In fact, Xue Yi no longer planned to do anything to them. Firstly, Chichi was secretly absorbing her and Ling's bad moods outside the door; secondly, if she did something and the little ones followed suit, what would happen if they were reborn into a scumbag family in their next life in front of the judge?

Seeing that the two of them were not doing well, and that she could see the little ones again, Xue Yi probably had no other wishes.

Heaven did not grant the ghost's wish.

Just as Xue Yi was about to leave after taking one last look at Deng Laosan's disgraceful behavior, Deng Laosan opened his eyes!

Those bloodshot eyes, as soon as they opened, collided head-on with Xue Yi's empty eye sockets and four horrifying, blood-dripping lumps of flesh.

He immediately screamed in alarm, his heart stopped, and before he could catch his breath, he passed away.

Xue Yi was stunned, and the four halos of light also seemed helplessly crowding around her neck.

A suffocating silence filled the air.

Hearing the noise, Jiang Yuzhi and the others outside rushed in.

The flimsy wooden door made a "thump" sound.

Xue Yi subconsciously took two steps back, "I didn't..."

Jiang Yuzhi first checked Deng Laosan's condition, and Diting sniffed around the bed.

Chichi's rope was loosened, and she took small steps to Xue Yi's side, sticking out her tongue to lick the back of her hand that was hanging down by her side.

Xue Yi thought the lamb was comforting her, and said, "Thank you."

Listen closely: "Myocardial infarction."

Jiang Yuzhi: "That's good, that's good."

Do you remember that the cause of Deng Laosan's death, as recorded in the Book of Life and Death, was a heart attack?

The sky outside was calm and peaceful, and Xue Yi's helplessness seemed genuine; it appeared that this was Deng Laosan's fate.

Jiang Yuzhi glanced one last time at the man's wide eyes, then turned and said calmly, "It has nothing to do with you. Ghost messengers will come to take him away after nightfall. You can go with them then, along with these four spirits."

Xue Yi nodded repeatedly and touched each of the four orbs of light.

Di Ting went back to the shop to call Yan Liu and Yan Qi, as this was their first time participating in a task related to their new position.

Jiang Yuzhi and Chichi stayed here to prevent ordinary people from accidentally entering, and also to keep an eye on Xue Yi.

She had a pretty good idea of ​​how Deng Laosan had suffered a sudden heart attack.

The rules of judgment in the Way of Heaven are always both strict and lenient.

It seems that Deng Laosan was only a hair's breadth away from death. He had been tormented by nightmares for a long time and had one foot in the underworld. Perhaps he opened his eyes and saw Xue Yi, which scared him to death on the spot.

However, Xue Yi had no intention of harming him at this moment. There was already a cause and effect between them, which could be considered as offsetting each other.

Deng Laosan's soul is still trapped in the body and hasn't left yet. In about half an incense stick's time, his soul will leave the body and enter the initial stage of ignorance, which will be the best time for him to be taken away by the ghost messengers.

They don't talk much, and they don't resist.

However, the ghost messengers cannot always arrive within the allotted time.

One of the duties of the underworld's station in the human world is to fix any souls that have not yet entered the underworld in the state of ignorance, waiting for the ghost messengers to come and arrest them.

Furthermore, Jiang Yuzhi was indeed afraid that something unexpected might happen between Deng Laosan and Xue Yi after Deng Laosan passed his period of ignorance.

Lianrong was still standing to the side, not knowing when she would wake up.

Deng Laosan's heart attack was almost exactly what Jiang Yuzhi had imagined. He had been plagued by nightmares for a long time, and the Xue Yi and Ling he saw were the most terrifying images in his mind. Their eyes were empty, blood was dripping down, and they were shapeless, bloody lumps of flesh. All of this made him think that Xue Yi had come to take his life.

In addition, due to prolonged lack of regular meals and a constant state of tension, the mental string suddenly snapped.

The person left.

Yanliu and Yanqi arrived quickly, and they were quite excited. After being on the ground for so long, they were finally able to do some work.

Somewhat clumsily, he cast a spell on Deng Laosan to confirm the location of his soul. Then, through a small branch of the official document in Jiang Yuzhi's hand, he transmitted the location of the soul. Soon, a ghost messenger who had received a reminder from the Book of Life and Death arrived.

The ghost messengers were also greeting them with curiosity for the first time.

Deng Laosan's soul was still fresh, and it was easy to draw it out. Xue Yi was then tied to a soul-snatching lock and taken away.

Jiang Yuzhi: "Wait, take them away separately."

The ghost messenger looked mournful. "Miss, I only have one soul-snatching lock on me, not the kind that the boss can remove."

Another ghost messenger, holding a crude mourning staff, nodded in agreement.

Jiang Yuzhi took out a piece of yellow paper from her small bag, immediately pinched out a soul-hooking lock, and then dripped the concentrated ghost power that Fan Wujiu had left with her onto it. A brand new soul-hooking lock was then ready.

Jiang Yuzhi: "Use this. They don't get along, so be careful something goes wrong on the way. Also, give these four spirits to Master Xie and Master Fan when we get back."

The two ghost messengers said, "Thank you, Miss. We'll go right away."