The young man, seeing the other two looking at him with such respect, suddenly felt warm again. He straightened his back and spoke in a boastful tone.

"When we were moving things over, I peeked inside and saw a peach wood sword, an incense burner, and talisman water!"

"What else can you do with all this stuff?"

The tall, thin man stared in surprise, his eyes wide: "Huh? This thing... running around in this desolate wilderness in this freezing weather, is it some kind of feudal superstition?"

"You guessed right. I investigated later and found out that the old man was called Old Li. He used to be a well-known 'living fortune teller' in Haicheng, specializing in stealing people's luck!"

The young man glanced at the dilapidated house not far away, then lowered his voice and spoke.

"He stole someone's newborn in his younger days. He was caught and almost beaten to death. Now he has no wife or children and is all alone. I'm afraid he's getting his comeuppance for doing too many heartless things!"

"ah!"

The tall, thin man and the bearded man exchanged bewildered glances: "Really? What's this 'stealing luck' thing?"

"It's about stealing other people's good lives for your own use!"

The young man swallowed hard: "I heard he got the birth date and time of some kid and is going to set up a 'borrowing child formation' to help rich people have children!"

"Oh...isn't this illegal?"

The tall, thin man's voice trembled with fear.

He only wanted to make money; he never intended to do anything illegal or disorderly.

"Hey, are you kidding me? They paid the deposit so readily, and all they want us to do is move things and keep watch? You really think it's something easy?"

The young man glanced disdainfully at the tall, thin man.

"Actually, I had a vague idea, but I didn't expect it to be feudal superstition and stealing people's luck. This is a heartless thing to do."

"If we get caught by the police, it's no laughing matter."

The bearded man sighed heavily.

"Now that things have come to this, if you want to back down, I don't mind. I'll earn the money all by myself anyway."

The young man crossed his arms and sneered, "There's no such thing as a free lunch. You can't expect to make money easily without any danger. Are you kidding me?"

The others fell silent.

A moment later, the tall, thin man stood up: "I'm going to relieve myself."

The young man raised an eyebrow: "You're not really scared, are you?"

"Stop joking! We've come this far, how can we back down now!"

The tall, thin man gritted his teeth.

So much money is right in front of you, beckoning you.

Giving up at the last minute is just asking for trouble.

When the tall, thin man found a secluded patch of grass and was about to relieve himself...

Two dark figures lunged out like ghosts.

Before he could even utter a sound, his mouth was tightly covered and he was dragged into the shadows.

A moment later, the bearded man asked, "Hey, skinny guy, did you go to take a dump? Why did it take you so long?"

"I don't know, but there's been no movement. That old man has been in that dilapidated house for so long without making a sound. When will he leave? We're freezing to death."

The young man kept rubbing his hands together.

If I weren't afraid of attracting attention, I would at least have lit a fire.

Achoo!

The sky gradually darkened.

Although a little scared, the bearded man couldn't hold back any longer, as nature calls.

"I also feel the urge to pee, I'm going to take a piss."

"Alright, don't go too far, and come back quickly."

The young man was left behind; the other two had left, and it was getting dark. Old Li was still indulging in feudal superstition.

It's creepy.

"Alright."

Even bearded men dared not go too far.

He had just reached the corner, and his pants were only halfway down, when someone grabbed him from behind. Before he could even resist, he was firmly subdued.

When he met those eyes, the bearded man's mind went completely blank.

Only two words remain—

It’s over!

The young man waited and waited, but as darkness fell, no one returned.

Old Li was still muttering to himself in the dilapidated house. The surroundings were eerily quiet, with only the howling of the cold wind through the broken windows.

"Damn, really? They've been gone for so long, one or two of them?"

"Did they all run away? Leaving me all alone here?"

Although the money share is larger, it's really creepy to be here alone.

It feels like a ghost could pop out at any moment.

The young man unconsciously walked towards where the bearded man had urinated.

"Hey, are you done peeing yet...?"

Before he could finish speaking...

A dark shadow suddenly attacked him from behind, its iron-like arms tightly gripping his neck and slamming him to the ground.

Inside the dilapidated house.

Old Li was still unaware of what was happening outside.

He was sitting cross-legged in the center of the formation, chanting incantations. The incense burner in front of him emitted wisps of smoke, and his face was covered in face paint, making him look quite convincing.

"Are the words easy to pronounce?"

At that moment, a cold, detached remark suddenly interrupted Old Li.

Before Old Li could react, he received a solid kick to the chest.

He flew backward like a broken sack, crashing into the incense burner and the altar woven with red rope.

Cinnabar was scattered all over the ground, like congealed blood.

Ye Nian'an put all his strength into that kick.

Filled with rage at the man before her for daring to harbor evil intentions towards her precious children!

Old Li's head fell to the ground like a broken tile, his back hitting the stone wall with a dull thud.

It felt like all my internal organs were out of place, and the pain made my vision go black.

He trembled as he looked up, his eyes wide, staring at Ye Nian'an before him. The moonlight shone through the broken window onto her face, colder than the frost outside, making her seem like a demon.

"You...you..."

"You know me."

Ye Nian'an approached Old Li step by step.

"Since that's the case, you're choosing the path to hell when there's no way to go..."

"You've crossed me, you're incredibly unlucky!"

At this moment, Ye Nian'an seemed to have noticed something and bent down to pick up the red rope on the ground.

A few strands of the baby's first hair were wrapped around it, and the birth date and time were written in cinnabar on a yellow talisman scattered nearby...

It belongs to her seven precious babies!