Xia Youyou just watched the man come and go in confusion, as if he was very afraid of her.

He shrugged and continued looking for firewood.

Widow Wang stumbled back home, calming her heart, which was pounding with fear. "No, I have to talk to Zhang Yun about this!" She and Zhang Yun were good friends; they were married from the same village. But she had a miserable life; her husband had died a few years ago, and she didn't even have a child.

He hurried out again and went to Zhang Yun's house.

"Ayun!" She saw Zhang Yun washing vegetables under the eaves through the courtyard gate. It was time to cook dinner.

Zhang Yun looked up and saw her. Disgust flashed through his heart, but he forced a smile on his face. "Hey, Ah Qing, what's going on?"

Widow Wang looked around and was about to speak, but hesitated, "Let me go in and talk."

Zhang Yun was reluctant. Widow Wang had a bad reputation, having hooked up with many men in the brigade. Was she coming to his house at this time, thinking she could run into him just as his husband was coming home from work? He stood up, wiped his hands, and walked to the wall.

"Just tell me what you want to say. I still need to cook. My husband will be home soon and will scold me if he doesn't cook when he gets home."

Widow Wang was extremely anxious, but she didn't think too much about it. She was also afraid that when she got home from work, she would run into her talking nonsense.

"Have you seen your daughter, Da Ya?"

When Zhang Yun heard Daya's name, the parts of her body that had been hit started to hurt. "What do you mean by mine? She's just a bastard I picked up." She was so angry that her teeth were itching. If she had known earlier, she would have strangled her to death!

"It's not your child?" Widow Wang married into the family a few years later than her and didn't know anything about her.

"No, no, if you have something to say, just say it!" Zhang Yun was getting impatient. She was dithering, did she really have to wait for her man to get home from work? Bah, what a stinky bitch!

"I, I met your daughter, Daya, last night! There was something wrong with her! I suspect she was possessed by a ghost!" Widow Wang said in a low and trembling voice, and she shuddered again when she thought of the scene just now.

Zhang Yun was about to turn around and leave when he heard this. He turned around and looked at Widow Wang excitedly, "You said she was possessed by a ghost? How did you find out?"

Widow Wang stepped forward and clung to the fence, and the two of them got close to the fence and started whispering!

"You said that red light flashed last night, and today she's a different person?" Zhang Yun listened to Widow Wang's story and became more certain of his thoughts. She's not a ghost, she's a monster! Possessed by a monster!

"Yes, she was half dead when I saw her last night. I went to see her just now. She looked like she was possessed by a ghost, a completely different person!" He shuddered after saying this. That face and that look were scary to look at.

Zhang Yun suddenly remembered what she had said to the team leader that afternoon: Liu Daya was dead. She clutched the bamboo on the wall tightly, forcing herself to calm down.

"You go back first. I know about this matter." This matter needs to be considered carefully and we have to wait for the child's father to come back.

Making a fire and cooking wasn't difficult for Xia Youyou; the difficulty lay in the lack of firewood. There was an induction cooker in the space, but it didn't have electricity. She searched for a long time but couldn't find the solar stove she'd used before. Then she remembered she'd taken it out and forgotten to put it back in, so she went back through the room and couldn't find it anymore.

There was no choice but to eat bread and milk, which I had plenty of. I wanted to try something different, but I couldn't light a fire.

After nightfall, the small woods in the eastern suburbs became even more eerie and mysterious. Widow Wang followed Zhang Yun stealthily to the place where she had met Liu Daya last night. Looking at the familiar place and thinking of the pair of eyes she had just seen, her body began to tremble involuntarily.

"Ayun, let's go back."

Zhang Yun shrugged and threw her hand off his shoulder. "What are you afraid of? I've already asked my husband to call someone. Let's go meet her first and see if she is a human or a ghost."

"What if she really is a ghost? She'll kill us!"

After hearing what she said, Zhang Yun also began to back off. That's right, the two of them couldn't handle a demon. "Then let's wait a little longer. When everyone arrives, we can go in."

The two of them leaned against a big tree at the edge of the woods. When the large group arrived, Zhang Yun finally straightened his back and walked towards the temple gate with his head held high.

"Liu Daya, come out!"

Xia Youyou was so frightened by her howl that she jumped up from the massage chair and quickly threw it into space. Looking up, she saw a group of people following Zhang Yun. Fortunately, she acted quickly. Otherwise, if someone really saw the massage chair, she might not be able to defend herself.

"What do you want to do now?" He suppressed his impatience and leaned against a pillar beside him. He was so scared that his heart ached a little.

Zhang Yun was quite clever, "Widow Wang said that you were half dead when you came back last night. Now you are so full of energy. Are you possessed by a ghost?" If he exposed Widow Wang, she would not catch him even if she wanted to.

Xia Youyou was confused. What? So, last night, Widow Wang ran into Liu Daya and didn't save her, and now she's claiming to be a ghost? Okay, she is.

When Widow Wang heard Zhang Yun expose her, she nudged her in dissatisfaction and whispered behind her, "What's wrong with you? Why did you tell anyone about me?"

Zhang Yun turned around and glanced at her impatiently, "You were the one who told me that, why don't you admit it?"

Widow Wang was speechless, ready to slip out the back like a quail. This matter had nothing to do with her, and she was just kindly reminding her, so why did she drag her here to cause trouble? Tsk tsk, it's better not to get involved in this muddy water.

Xia Youyou watched the two people's constant little antics and figured out what was going on. It turned out that they were both suspicious of her. While her suspicion was almost certain, she couldn't really admit it. In this era, people were being criticized, but of course, the criticism wouldn't be directed at her. They were promoting feudal superstitions, and yet they were still doubting her. She definitely needed to teach them a lesson. So she put on a different face.

"Mom, do you want me to die too?" Her eyes were red as she looked at the people behind her. "My mom left me here for half a year without caring about me. Now she wishes I would die immediately. Are my uncles and aunts so cruel?" A crystal clear tear fell from her big eye sockets and slid across her dry and pale cheeks, making her look even more pitiful.

The gathered crowd felt a pity. Liu Daya had been enslaved by her parents since she was three, gathering grass for pigs, and by five, she was working the stove to cook for the family. She had never had a single day of peace. The villagers saw it all and had spoken to the couple, but they wouldn't listen and accused them of meddling. They had just heard Liu Laiwang say that Daya had been swapped, and they were all confused. They had all come to watch the fun, not to force the poor child to death.