At the Mao family's home, Grandma Mao was caressing a photo of her grandson. Ever since her only grandson died in a car accident, she had been devastated, refused her children's care, and returned to her old house in the countryside alone.
"Mingli, how are you doing over there? Are you getting along well with my granddaughter-in-law? Grandma will come down to see you in a few years."
The knock on the door interrupted her thoughts, and she walked to the door tremblingly: "Who is it?"
Huang Xiurong looked at the open door, as if she had seen a life-saving straw. She rushed over and grabbed Grandma Mao's hand: "Old sister, I want to cancel the engagement between my granddaughter and your grandson."
Grandma Mao didn't react for a moment. When she saw Chen Ziyi, her heart almost stopped beating: "Why are you here? Aren't you dead?"
When the two got engaged, Grandma Mao saw a photo of Chen Ziyi, and the Taoist priest told her in person that the girl in the photo had passed away.
Mother Chen gave her mother-in-law a vicious look and said, "Auntie, my daughter is not dead. My mother-in-law, that bastard, lied to you in order to get the reward you gave her."
Grandma Mao was shocked by the sudden truth. Looking at Ziyi, who was almost the same age as her grandson, she was in a dilemma.
Logically speaking, she should cancel the engagement. After all, being tied to a ghost marriage would damage the girl's yang energy, and continuing would be unfair to the girl in front of her.
But she thought of her poor grandson who went to the cold underworld before getting married, and finally, she decided to put her grandson first.
She looked at Chen Ziyi guiltily: "Miss, I'm sorry, the engagement has already been formed, and I don't want to disturb my grandson's life. Otherwise, I will give you some more money, and you can go and get something to ward off evil spirits and wear with you."
The situation reached a stalemate. Su Yan walked up to Grandma Mao and said, "Your grandson's name is Mingli. You and your late partner chose his name together. If you do this, you will be unworthy of your expectations for him."
Grandma Mao didn't delve into why Su Yan knew her grandson's name. She smiled bitterly and said, "The people are gone, so why worry about expectations? Little girl, I know you want to help them, but I won't change my mind. Please leave."
Su Yan stopped her hand from closing the door: "Grandma Mao, you did this without asking your grandson's opinion. Maybe he doesn't want to have a ghost marriage."
"Before the ceremony, the Taoist priest sent a letter to the underworld. The paper talisman indicated consent."
Su Yan waved outside: "Agree? You can believe a Taoist priest who pretends to be dead in order to make money.
There will basically be no problems when two Yin spirits marry each other, but it is not so smooth between the living and the dead.
When your grandson learned that he was going to have a ghost marriage, he was extremely reluctant and even thought of sending you a message in his dream.
In order to get his reward, the evil Taoist priest forcibly changed your grandson's will and made him complete the necessary rituals like a puppet.
In Ziyi's dream, he became irritable, ruthless, and fickle. Is this the change you wanted to see?"
Grandma Mao staggered a step. She couldn't believe that her actions had hurt her grandson: "You, what you said is true."
Su Yan injected spiritual power into Mao Mingli's soul: "Your grandson is right in front of you. You can ask him in person, but you only have half an incense stick of time."
Grandma Mao rubbed her eyes and saw her grandson appear one step away from her. She wanted to rush up and hug him, but saw her grandson take a step back.
Mao Mingli suppressed the tears that were about to fall: "Grandma, there is a barrier between Yin and Yang, you are weak, don't get too close to me.
Grandma, I'm already dead, don't sacrifice innocent lives for me, her family must love her as much as you do."
Grandma Mao nodded continuously: "My dear grandson, Grandma knows. I will give the token to the master in a moment and let her untie the ties between you two."
While the grandfather and grandson were reminiscing about the past, Su Yan had already informed the AAA Supernatural Events Investigation Institute that this Taoist priest with evil intentions must not be allowed to harm the human world again.
The incense in the yard was about to burn out. Although he knew that the Chen family couldn't see it, Mao Mingli still bowed deeply to them: "I'm sorry."
He looked at his grandmother, whose face was full of tears, and said, "Grandma, I'm leaving. Please take care of yourself."
After her grandson left, Grandma Mao took out two paper dolls from her collection, with red strings hanging on them. She said, "Master, these are what the Taoist priest gave me. He asked me to keep them safe."
Su Yan placed a piece of talisman paper between the red lines, and the doll was instantly ignited by fire. At the same time, the candle next to the Taoist priest suddenly went out.
Looking at the burnt doll, Huang Xiurong finally breathed a sigh of relief. She looked at Su Yan flatteringly: "Master, the matter has been resolved. It's none of my business anymore."
Su Yan nodded to her and patted her chest happily: "That's good, that's good."
Father Chen walked over to her and knelt on the ground: "Mom, this is the last time I will call you. Since you look down on me so much, from today on, you will pretend that you have never given birth to a son like me.
Anyway, everyone in the village knows about the evil things you have done, so they can understand why I am doing this.
Don't worry, for the sake of my generosity, I will still carry your coffin after you die."
Father Chen was completely disappointed with his mother. He always knew that his mother didn't like his family, but he didn't expect that his mother would disregard her daughter's life and death for the sake of her eldest brother's family.
A trace of confusion flashed in Huang Xiurong's eyes. She didn't expect that her son, who had always been very filial, would be like this, but she was not afraid. She had taken care of her eldest son for so many years, and they would definitely take care of themselves.
Besides, that dead girl Chen Ziyi had a ghost marriage, and she must have a bad aura on her body, so she didn't want to have anything to do with his family.
[A perfect ending. Grandma Mao really meant well but ended up with bad results.]
[There are always people who like to arrange ghost marriages for single people after they die, but they never ask their opinions. Maybe they don't want to do this either.]
[The bad old lady is thinking about her son. Has she forgotten that her good son disowned her when this happened? I think her future is over.]
Netizens guessed correctly. The eldest son, who knew about this, would not let her in. She wanted to find the younger son, but the younger son, who was always easy to talk to, did not even open the door.
Huang Xiurong had no choice but to return to the small house where she lived when she got married, and her life fell into a slump.
Taoist Qingshan looked at the extinguished candle with a solemn expression. He knew that the country had an organization specifically for dealing with people who practice Taoism. In order to avoid being caught, he simply packed up his things and wanted to leave.
As soon as he arrived at the train station, he was taken away by the staff of the investigation institute who had ambushed him.
After dealing with this matter, Su Yan thought of the coffin she had just encountered: "Zi Yi, can the two of us stay here for the night?"
The Chen family naturally welcomed this lifesaver and happily went back to tidy up the room.
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