Chapter 91 Cenotaph

Zhang Yuegui couldn't even wait until dawn the next day. She hurriedly lit an oil lamp and went to her bedroom to rummage through the room.

In no time, she pulled out several sets of girls' clothes that were half new and half old for all four seasons, including underwear, outerwear, bibs, shoes, and handkerchiefs.

There were also a few ribbons and silk flowers, and a set of silver bracelets and a silver necklace.

“Sister, tell me, how stupid was I? I couldn’t even bear to buy my Sheng’er a few decent pieces of jewelry, and I spent most of the family’s money on that scumbag.” Zhang Yuegui burst into tears again as she looked at the pile of things.

"Sister, you've done so well! I see you don't even have a single piece of silver jewelry on your head, which shows how much you truly love Sheng'er," Lele comforted her.

"That's my precious baby, whom I carried for ten months and gave birth to. She's so well-behaved and sensible, how could I not love her?"

That scumbag lied to her, saying that as long as she went to the prefectural city with him and served a young man well, he could pass the imperial examination, become a high-ranking official, and make her mother an official's wife.

She believed him and went with him. Later, a cleaning lady from the governor's household said that every time the fool hit her, she endured it without crying and kept comforting herself by saying:

"It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, Sheng'er doesn't hurt! As long as Sheng'er takes good care of her little brother, Daddy will pass the imperial examination, and Mommy will become an official's wife, living a life of luxury and wealth!"

When I heard those words, my heart broke.

From that moment on, I felt no more love or longing for Mo Wuxin, only hatred!

"If he were standing in front of me right now, and if I had the ability to kill him, I would definitely do it without hesitation," Zhang Yuegui said with a gloomy face.

It was now completely dark, and her face no longer held the gentle beauty of the daytime; instead, it was filled with a chilling coldness.

Lele suddenly wondered if Zhang Yuegui was different from the others in town.

Others can only relive that tragic, burning night in their dreams.

Perhaps she wasn't in a dream at all, but rather began to slowly transform into a vengeful spirit from the moment it got dark, and then personally experienced that terrible night again?

"Sister, have you decided where to build Sheng'er's cenotaph?" Lele shrank back a little, but still mustered up the courage to ask the most crucial question.

"No need to think about it. I've already bought the burial plot. I'll go over there later to build a cenotaph for Sheng'er." Zhang Yuegui's voice now carried a hint of coldness.

Lele shivered involuntarily. Zhang Yuegui stared at her blankly for a few seconds before seemingly regaining a sliver of clarity.

"Little sister, you've started your period. Hurry back to the inn and have the waiter give you a hot water bottle to warm you up. Come talk to me again tomorrow during the day, okay?"

The host gave the order to leave, and even though Lele didn't want to leave, she had no choice but to get up and say goodbye.

She had only walked a dozen steps from the cosmetics shop when several people suddenly appeared from a nearby alley. They were A-Chen, Nie Xiaoxiao, and Meng Hanhai.

"How is it? Any results?" Ah Chen asked anxiously. They were waiting here because they were worried that the female shop owner, who had become a vengeful spirit, might suddenly lash out and harm Lele.

"Yes, she said she'll go to the burial plot she bought for Lele in advance to build a cenotaph for her. As long as we follow her, we'll definitely be able to find Mo Yusheng's grave," Lele said.

"The cemetery? You mean she's already buried Mo Yusheng?" Achen asked.

“I’m just guessing. Since she bought the burial plot in advance, when Sheng’er’s body appeared before her eyes, after killing her enemy, the first thing she would do would be to bury her daughter in peace,” Lele said.

"I'm afraid there's another possibility: she was out of her mind at the time and carelessly discarded Mo Yusheng's body," Meng Hanhai said.

"No, she once said that she would save money as much as possible, and then go to the prefectural city to inquire about information, and she must bring Sheng'er's body back to Baiyun Town for burial."

"This is her obsession; even if she loses her mind, she will not abandon her daughter's body," Lele said firmly.

Soon, everyone saw the female shopkeeper come out, carrying a large bundle. Inside, besides Sheng'er's clothes, there should also be sacrificial items such as incense, candles, and paper money.

The group followed her from a distance and then discovered that she was walking towards the hillside at the edge of the town.

As she walked, black mist began to emanate from her body, and Meng Hanhai's expression turned extremely ugly:

“Resentment! This jade pendant I carry with me can sense impure energy such as demonic energy or resentment. Look, it’s glowing.”

He took off a jade pendant hanging from his waist and handed it to everyone, who then saw that the jade pendant was shimmering with a dark blue light.

"In other words, the female shop owner will not live to see the hour of Chou (1-3 AM) and will become a vengeful spirit, or even a malevolent spirit." A chill ran down Achen's spine.

If she truly becomes a vengeful spirit, all of them combined would be no match for her.

Helpless, the group could only increase the distance between them to avoid being discovered by her.

Ah Chen unleashed his mental net to continue tracking and monitoring.

Zhang Yuegui arrived at a place planted with a circle of cypress saplings. After passing through the cypress saplings, there was a large pit in the middle.

It seems that she dug this pit in advance, just waiting for her daughter's body to return so that she could be buried here.

Zhang Yuegui opened her bundle, took out a thin quilt, and then took out the contents of the bundle one by one.

Each time she took out an item, she would stare at it blankly for a long time, tears streaming down her face.

This process lasted for a very long time, so long that everyone's legs went numb from squatting, and they had to grab a futon and sit down.

"Why didn't she bury the things quickly?" Ge Hui couldn't help but ask.

“I guess she actually had some vague idea in her mind that the body had already been buried, so there was no need to erect a cenotaph,” Nie Xiaoxiao said.

As soon as she finished speaking, the sky was lit up red by the firelight, and faint screams could be heard in the distance.

Last night's scene has repeated itself again!

On the other side, the once empty pit had been replaced by a towering mound of earth, and Zhang Yuegui's eyes had turned bloodshot.

"Aaaaaah! Sheng'er, my Sheng'er! They deserve to die, they deserve to be torn to pieces, their souls scattered, and utterly annihilated!"

She let out a shrill roar, her body enveloped in black mist, and she had transformed into a malevolent spirit!

She leaped up and rushed back towards the town.

After her body had traveled about three zhang (approximately 10 meters) away, a golden barrier suddenly appeared out of thin air.

No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't break through the barrier. Like a trapped beast, she roared incessantly, destroying the surrounding land.

But she never touched that lonely grave mound, as if it were a forbidden place.

"She looks like she's been suppressed by some kind of magical artifact. As long as she transforms into a vengeful spirit, this artifact will trap her."

"If I'm not mistaken, at dawn, she will become an ordinary vengeful spirit, repeating every day that has passed," Ah Chen said.

To verify his guess, they split into two groups: half returned to the town, while the other half remained near the burial mound.

Sure enough, when the first ray of dawn shone, Zhang Yuegui returned to normal. Her face was streaked with tears, and she looked pale and haggard. There was no trace of the ferocity she had when she was half-transformed into the Vengeful Spirit!

The burial mound in front of her had turned into an empty pit. She placed the contents of her bundle on a thin blanket, carefully put it into the pit, covered it with loose soil, and placed a wooden sign with crooked characters on top.

The wooden plaque reads: Tomb of Beloved Daughter Zhang Yusheng