Ma Hehua glanced at Zhang Hao lying on the ground, smacked her lips, and said slowly, "You reap what you sow! Once this ghost child dies, she'll be finished too."

Her eyes revealed a hint of indifference and ruthlessness, as if she had already foreseen this outcome.

Ma Hehua circled around Zhang Hao, continuing to mutter, "You, why didn't you live a good life? You had to go and provoke those unclean things. You wanted a life of wealth and luxury, and now look what happened to you."

Zhang Hao's face was as pale as paper, devoid of any life.

Her eyes were closed, and her lips trembled slightly, as if she were still enduring great pain.

Ma Hehua squatted down, gently shook her head, and sighed, "It's all fate! Some things are not for you to touch lightly."

As she kept repeating herself, She Qinggui's face twitched. What kind of person was she?

Although Zhang Hao and he had a passionate affair, he felt no emotion when he saw that Zhang Hao was no longer alive.

The atmosphere around them became unusually oppressive, as if an invisible force was enveloping the area.

Ma Hehua stood up, crossed her arms, and looked past Zhang Hao at the box her daughter had opened.

“Back then, I’ve seen many people like her, always thinking they could control everything, unaware that they had already fallen into an abyss of no return.” Ma Linghua’s voice was slightly low. “This ghost fetus is no ordinary thing; its very existence is an omen of misfortune. Once it dies, how can the host possibly survive?”

She paused, then continued, "It was all her own choice, so she can't blame anyone else. Everything in the world has its own rules, and if you go against those rules, you will inevitably pay the price."

A complex expression appeared on Ma Linghua's face, a mixture of pity for Zhang Hao and regret for her self-inflicted suffering.

Back then, she roamed the martial world freely; the human heart is never satisfied.

At that moment, a gust of cold wind blew by, making the surrounding branches rustle.

Ma Hehua couldn't help but shiver. She glanced at Zhang Hao again, then turned and walked towards her mother.

Behind her, Zhang Hao's cold body still lay there quietly, as if telling the story of her past ignorance and arrogance.

The dead fetus seems to serve as a perpetual warning, cautioning those with delusions against venturing into forbidden territory...

"Alright, everything's settled now, here's the money, little sister!" Ma Hehua stretched out her hand, looking impatient.

That's right! I took the money and left with Huang Xian, but this woman insisted on dragging her feet and not paying the bill. She's so dishonest.

"No...you haven't dealt with this ghost yet!" After realizing this, the woman had another idea.

The three members of the Ma family had cold eyes. This was not what they had agreed on, and this woman had broken her promise time and time again. She was clearly not a good person.

After glancing at the dark, windy moonlight, the three members of the Ma family stood indifferently in the Zhang family's courtyard.

The snow in the yard was light. At this moment, a large weasel was standing in the yard, its eyes gleaming with a strange light, as if it were filled with deep resentment.

This weasel is Huang Xian, and its connection with Zhang Hao's family has a long history.

However, a series of recent events have brought this relationship to an end.

Huang Xian's cold gaze swept over Zhang Hao's family, and the woman's heart was filled with guilt and fear.

She knew that it was her family members' behavior that had offended Huang Xian.

Huang Xian suddenly let out a sharp cry, which sounded particularly mournful in the quiet night.

It began to speak in a strange language, as if accusing Zhang Haojia of wrongdoing.

The three members of the Ma family watched without disturbing him. It seemed that Huang Xian was complaining to his superiors, nodding from time to time and playing the victim from time to time. He was putting on a very convincing act.

At this moment, Zhang Hao's father slowly woke up. His mind was blank, yet he seemed so clear-headed.

Seeing Huang Xian's relieved expression, Zhang Hao's father said in a trembling voice, "Huang Xian, we know we were wrong, please forgive us!" Huang Xian stopped crying out, and after a moment of silence, she spoke again, her voice tinged with helplessness: "Our fate has run its course. From now on, I have nothing to do with your Zhang family."

After saying that, Huang Xian slowly turned around and walked towards the three members of the Ma family.

Just as it was about to leave, it turned back and glanced at Zhang Hao's house, its eyes seemingly filled with a hint of lingering affection, but more so with resolute determination.

The Zhang family watched Huang Xian disappear through the door in silence, their hearts filled with mixed emotions.

They knew that from now on, their home would no longer be protected by the Weasel Spirit, and that all of this was their own doing.

"What a tragedy! What a tragedy! My Zhang family must have been cursed for eight lifetimes to have married a woman like you." Zhang's father said bitterly.

The woman sat blankly on the kang (heated brick bed) in the main room. The Zhang family had lost Huang Xian, lost Zhang Hao, and lost all future wealth and glory.

Standing in the snow for a long time in the night wind, Zhang's father was filled with remorse. All the good fortune his Zhang family had accumulated was gone...

"Mom, did you count the money? You didn't take too little, did you?" Ma Hehua said with some concern.

"Get out of here, did we take the wrong money?" Ma Linghua rolled her eyes.

It was past ten o'clock, and Songjiang Village was unusually quiet. At this time, the howling of wolves could be heard from the mountain!

The female ghost stared at the Green-Clothed Ghost with wide eyes, then looked at the White Dove Taoist Priest who was howling madly every day. She was devastated.

Couldn't they have used a different bag? These are all filthy. She wanted to see handsome men... no... handsome ghosts.

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