Chapter 55 The Evil Daughter Who Was Driven Away
Zhang Xiaojia had no choice. The old man ordered her to live broadcast. As a poor kid, what could she do? She could only obey.
Zhang Xiaojia took out Zhang Xiaocheng's mobile phone and went live on the live broadcast platform. She saw that there were not many people around, so she took out a plate of melon seeds and looked up. There were dense barrages of comments and the number of people in the room increased. In an instant, the number of people reached over 100,000. Is this considered a big V?
[Host, you haven't been on air for over 3 months. I miss you so much!!!]
[Host, could you please tell me when you'll be going live next time? I'll be waiting for you in the live studio every day!]
[Host, hurry up and get your lucky bag! There are many masters out there, but none of them are as accurate as you.]
Seeing the comments pleading for her to give an exact time for her livestream, she coldly said, "You guys can follow me and set up text reminders. My livestream times are not fixed. I won't be livestreaming unless my parents force me to. Who likes to work? The lucky bags are already here, grab them."
Soon the live broadcast room screen was split into two, and a woman in her twenties appeared in the room. She was wearing a tight cheongsam and had thick curly hair draped over her shoulders. She looked like a prostitute in the Republic of China.
[Host, I want to grab the lucky bag, but I can’t get it every day.]
[I protested to the anchor that you should have given notice before sending out the lucky bags, but the anchor was willful and never listened.]
[But this beautiful sister, can you consider me? I’m 180cm tall and graduated from a 985 university.]
Zhang Xiaojia stared helplessly at the female ghost on the screen. He couldn't help but roll his eyes and said unhappily, "You want me to open the ghost gate for you? I'm not a god, how can I see the face of a dead person! Come on, I'd better send you to the underworld quickly so that you don't have to mess around here."
Upon hearing this, the ghost girl burst into tears, her sobs piercing her like pear blossoms in the rain, her voice piercing with grief. She sobbed and said to Zhang Xiaojia, "Master, please, please don't send me to the underworld! I can't leave. I still have to wait for him! I've been waiting for eighty years. I just want to ask him in person: since he redeemed me from the brothel and told me to wait for him, why hasn't he come to find me? Woo woo ...
Zhang Xiaojia was now at a loss for words. She shook her head and sighed, "Why are you so stubborn, you ghost girl? Don't all people have to report to the underworld after death? Do you think you can keep wandering around the human world like this? Really, what's the point of wasting time here? Maybe you'll have a chance to run into him in the underworld!"
The female ghost was already sobbing, and now her sobs became even more miserable and sad. Her cries echoed in the silent night, making people feel creepy.
"Master! I really don't want to go to the underworld! He told me to wait for him, and even if he died, his soul would come back. He swore to me that he would come to find me! And... and he is from your Longhu Mountain! Now he is so heartless and ungrateful, and cruelly abandons me here. As a Taoist priest from Longhu Mountain, you should be doing justice for me! How can you turn a blind eye to this matter and stand idly by?" The female ghost cried and stared at Zhang Xiaojia with extremely resentful eyes.
Zhang Xiaojia's mouth opened wide, forming a perfect O shape. Her eyes darted around, glittering with gossip. As if she had discovered a new world, she excitedly asked, "The one who redeemed you was actually a Taoist priest from Longhu Mountain! Tell me, what was that Taoist priest's name?"
Hearing the question, the ghost girl was stunned for a moment, then slowly uttered three words: "Zhang Jiyi." As soon as the voice fell, the ghost girl suddenly seemed to be struck by lightning, her face full of astonishment and resentment, muttering to herself: "It's actually Zhang... This ungrateful person is actually from the same family as you!"
Zhang Xiaojia's heart skipped a beat, and he secretly cried out, "Oh my god, if I had known this would happen, I shouldn't have asked that question and should have just summoned the ghost lady."
Will she get a beating from her own old man? No, no, this kind of family gossip can't be spoken in front of so many people. If it gets out, it will bring shame to the entire sect!
Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaojia quickly changed his tone and said, "Don't worry, don't worry. I will send someone to pick you up right away and will definitely give you a satisfactory and reasonable explanation."
At this time, the barrage in the live broadcast room had exploded.
[The unfaithful man and the anchor have the same surname, could they really be from the same family?]
"Ghost Granny, please don't go. What if it's some shameful scandal and they kill you to silence you?"
[Yeah, yeah! Tell me what happened!]
Zhang Xiaojia looked at the screen full of comments, her head buzzing, and she almost wanted to die. The old man was very concerned about his reputation. If she accidentally leaked the sect's internal scandal and brought shame to the Tianyi Sect, the old man would definitely not forgive her.
By then, not only will I not be able to eat her food, I might even have to abuse her even more severely, trampling on her like a small cabbage in a field that no one cares about. Wow, how can I live like this...
The female ghost looked at Zhang Xiaojia and hated him more and more. This man was as playful as Zhang Jiyi. If she didn't want her to say something, she would say it out loud. She had endured it for a hundred years.
"My name is Yin Yin. When I was eight years old, I was sold to a brothel by my alcoholic father. I started to receive customers at the age of fifteen. I have no regrets. In your eyes, I am spineless, but I am a thousand times better than my family. In the eyes of you Zhang family, I am dirty, right?" Yin Yin could no longer control her emotions. Tears rolled down her face like beads with broken strings. She just looked at Zhang Xiaojia in front of her quietly, sobbing silently.
Zhang Xiaojia said slowly and gently, "Actually, you've done very well. In such a chaotic and turbulent world, it's extremely difficult to survive tenaciously."
Yinyin had already broken down in tears, tears pouring out like a broken dam. She sobbed and spoke intermittently, "Zhang Jiyi said the same thing at the time! I had just turned eighteen that year, and fate made me meet him. He comforted me gently and told me that I had a very good fate. I followed him from the age of eighteen. Since then, no matter what difficulties and obstacles I encountered, I have never done anything to let him down even a little bit!"
He once told me to stay home and wait for him to come back, even if the brutal Japanese invaders attacked, and even though I was a prostitute in the past, I have been a pure woman since I followed him.
It was you who taught me what propriety, righteousness, integrity and shame are. That is why, when faced with the humiliation of the Japanese devils, I chose to commit suicide to preserve my innocence.
When I was alive, I never left this place for a moment; even after I die, I will still be waiting here, foolishly.
Because he once promised me that even if he died, his soul would come back here to visit me. Why didn't he come?"
Zhang Xiaojia's other cell phone rang. He looked at the information about Zhang Jiyi and Yin Yin, as well as their tablets and martyr certificates.
"You can maintain your human form and physical body, but you have no warmth or heartbeat. Your soul has never been harmed, and your strength has reached the level of a ghost king.
Your soul is clean and pure.
You have not plundered a single soul. Whenever you have inner demons and want to hurt others impulsively, the sound of the bell will bring back your sanity.
That ringing sound is from the Soul-Calming Bell, tied around your waist. It's one of the three great magical weapons left by our ancestors. He left it to you for safekeeping, which means he's not just playing around with you, he really wants to bring you home in a sedan chair."
Zhang Xiaojia showed her a martyr's certificate and a photo, "He died. He used a forbidden technique while killing a ghost."
After a brief pause, she continued, "Do you know why, after all these years, your house has never been reclaimed? And the fact that you've been able to live here safely is all thanks to our Zhang family! A full 86 members of our clan, they sacrificed their illustrious military exploits to earn this special privilege, just so you could have a place to call home. And during those long days of your wait, the food you ate and the various supplies you needed for your cultivation were all saved by our family, scrimping and saving, to save for you. Even the incense offerings you receive each year are passed down from generation to generation in our Zhang family. Your name has long been engraved in our family's ancestral hall."
In response to Zhang Xiaojia's heartfelt words, the person on the other side simply said coldly, "These are just empty words. I just want to know why he hasn't appeared to see me yet?"
Hearing this, Zhang Xiaojia couldn't help but look strange. "He... really can't come. Because he used that forbidden technique, after his death, his soul was instantly detained and taken away by the Black and White Impermanence. Moreover, he was directly sent to the underworld to be punished. Now he can only toil in the underworld to atone for the sins he committed in his life..."
What can I say? The information says that this great-grandfather secretly ran away from his job in the underworld, was caught many times, and was forced to work to pay off his debts? Is she shameless?
Yin Yin looked at her nervously and said, "If I go to the underworld, can I see him and be with him?"
Zhang Xiaojia nodded and said, "Yes, that's right! The Soul-Catching Bell on your waist can be returned to us. It's one of the three great magical instruments left by our ancestors! Grandma..."
Yin Yin's expression suddenly turned stern, and she said loudly: "If you dare to lie to me..."
Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Zhang Xiaojia.
Zhang Xiaojia raised his right hand with a serious face and swore solemnly, "I swear, if I have ever lied to Yinyin, I will be struck by five thunderbolts, my soul will be shattered, and I will be doomed to be trapped in the cycle of reincarnation forever!"
Yin Yin stared at Zhang Xiaojia intently, her eyes filled with suspicion. She couldn't help but ask again, "Are you really not a descendant of Zhang Jiyi? Why do you look so much like him and easily make such a cruel oath?"
Facing Yin Yin's questioning, Zhang Xiaojia first smiled slightly, and then replied with a playful smile: "I am indeed a descendant of Zhang Jiyi, but please believe me, I have no blood relationship with him at all. You should know that Zhang Jiyi did not leave any offspring in his lifetime, and you are the only woman by his side. You can put your heart at ease! Besides, our Taoist marriage oaths have always been extremely strict and ruthless. There is no such thing as three wives and four concubines. Our Zhang family has consistently and firmly supported monogamy for thousands of years!"
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