Quick Transmigration: The Cannon Fodder Wants to Fight

A certain woman, for some inexplicable reason, became bound to an arrogant and deceptive system. She transmigrates into the bodies of cannon fodder characters in various worlds, fulfilling their wi...

Chapter 508 The Path of Ghosts (Part 8)

Standing in the sunlight at dusk, I am not afraid of ghosts, hence this question. I hope the sun will not be obscured by clouds, for these ghosts still have some basic conscience.

"Taoist Master, we died unjustly, we are not reconciled!"

"Zhang Yun insulted me and killed me, leaving my parents without a son to see them off in their old age. I hate him so much!"

"They are all bad people, I want revenge!"

"revenge!"

Suddenly, the ghosts spoke in unison, and their resentment intensified.

"Tell me your story in detail, and I may be able to help you."

At this point, Xiang Wan felt that she hadn't come to exorcise the ghost, but rather to help it seek justice.

However, upon closer reflection, most ghosts linger because they died unjustly. Ghosts of lust, gambling, and evil are driven by desires, unlike those who died unjustly.

If it is a living person who commits evil, harms the innocent, and turns these people into ghosts, then what she did doesn't seem to be wrong.

“Master, Zhang Yun is no human being. He gave my parents a sum of money, saying he valued me and wanted me to do things for him. But who knew that once I arrived at his mansion, I became his plaything, and when he was tired of me, he would kill me and bury me under the courtyard wall. His wife, Ping Yajun, knew all about his evil deeds, but she still covered for him. She is no good person either.”

“He’s right. We were all tricked into coming here. Our bodies are buried under this ivy, and Ping Yajun waters it with black dog blood every day so that we can be suppressed here and never get out.”

"Master, you must be careful, especially with your little disciple. He's probably already being targeted by them."

Hmm, these are all good ghosts, I'm saved!

Xiang Wan turned her head and beckoned Tu Hongye over, telling him to let all the ghosts crawl into the cloth bag and take them out.

"Master, we can't get out. We have to cut down this locust tree and burn down the courtyard."

"We will always remember your kindness, Master, and hope that you can uphold justice for us."

A group of ghosts knelt down and bowed to Xiang Wan, making her feel quite embarrassed.

She doesn't seem to have much ability to save so many ghosts at once; it would be better to just report it to the authorities.

Thinking of this, Xiang Wan turned around and told Tu Hongye to stay in the courtyard and not let anyone in, while she slipped out to the yamen to report the case.

When she stood on the courtyard wall and looked back at Tu Hongye, her young apprentice's eyes were terrifyingly dark.