Hearing Mo Lan's question, the two nodded, "As long as you help us achieve our wishes, we are willing to serve you as our master and obey your commands."
Mo Lan looked at the two resolute figures and remembered the hint the tomb spirit had given her, saying that Mandala could raise several spirits. Although she was somewhat tempted, she still hesitated, since the two in front of her were no longer human.
What if the boat capsizes?
"Don't worry, boss, with me here, there won't be any problems." The tomb spirit sensed its boss's thoughts and immediately spoke up to prove itself; otherwise, it felt it had no presence.
Hearing the tomb spirit's urgent voice, Mo Lan blinked. "That's what they say, but you've seen the scene before you. Their enemy was too strong, and they were wiped out. Although it looks pitiful, it's their own grudge. They had no grudge against us. If they killed people for no reason, then I would really become a bandit without principles."
The spirit of the tomb: "..."
Mo Lan noticed the tomb spirit was silent, then looked at the two ghosts in the ditch and said, "What are your wishes? Let me make this clear: I will not kill or set fires for you."
"No, young lady, you misunderstand. We will take care of the revenge ourselves. You just need to take us into the city and help us investigate the murderer. We don't want to die without knowing why, and we are filled with resentment." The man bowed to Mo Lan and stated his request.
Helping to investigate the murderer is acceptable, but upon seeing the corpses lying haphazardly in the ditch, Mo Lan couldn't help but frown. "Judging from the scene, it's clear they were all wiped out. Do you know who the murderer is?"
“Those who have doubts need further confirmation.” The man glanced at his wife beside him and said through gritted teeth, “The young lady needs to take us out to meet that person.”
"What are your surnames? Where are you from? I'm here in Jiang County on business. If time is tight, I'm afraid I'll fail you." Mo Lan stroked the pointer in her hand. She had just said she had no qualms about helping the ghost, but now it seemed that both humans and ghosts were troublesome.
"To be honest, my surname is Wang, and my given name is Wencheng. I am the illegitimate son of the Wang family in Jiang County. This is my wife, Xiaorou."
Hearing Wang Wencheng introduce himself, Mo Lan couldn't help but rub her teeth. The Wang family of Jiang County?
What a coincidence!
As Wang Wencheng spoke, he lowered his head and remained silent for a while before finally giving a sad smile. "No matter how much you guard against it, it's hard to guard against a traitor within your own family. My wife and I are of little power and are not valued in the family. I never intended to be disliked. I was originally a son of a concubine, a dispensable status. I only hoped that when I reached a certain age, I could separate and start my own family."
“My father is the head of the Wang family, with a lot of legitimate and illegitimate sons. I never expected to stand out. After I got married, I was assigned some chores. At first, I thought my father was doing me a favor because I was married and had grown up... But I was overthinking it. It wasn't my father who was doing me chores, but my third brother, Wang Wentao.”
When Mo Lan watched Wang Wencheng talk about his third brother, his body trembled and his expression twisted, as if he might explode and dissipate at any moment. Even without her saying a word, it was clear that Wang Wentao had left a significant shadow on this child.
"Husband, calm down," Xiao Rou said, hugging Wang Wencheng and crying.
"Young lady, you know nothing. That Wang Wentao is a beast, sob sob..."
Mo Lan watched the two illusory figures nestled together, a sight that truly broke her heart. Even though their crying was awful, she didn't stop them; let them cry if they wanted to.
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