"They...bullied Little Yama." As if knowing what the underworld messengers were worried about, Ye You's gaze fell on Jiang Yu Si's back and he spoke.
“They deserve to die.” The underworld messenger followed the night wanderer’s gaze and said without hesitation.
Then, he took out a small notebook and a pen from his pocket.
“Jiang Yusi, Jiang Yuanhao…” the underworld official wrote.
They stayed here for a day and a night, and just by hearing the servants and their mothers calling them from outside, they remembered their names.
These people are really bold! They even dare to bully Little Yama!
Damn it, damn it!
I've written this down in my little notebook. They'll get what's coming to them when we get to the underworld!
Their Little Yama King is such a good person!
Sometimes when I see them having special meals prepared for them, I pretend I don't see it. Sometimes I even bring them delicious food and slip them some joss paper.
They bullied such a good little Yama King; he'll definitely go to the eighteenth level of hell after he dies.
"Don't worry, sir, I know what to do." The underworld official closed his notebook and bowed to the night wanderer.
Before the Night Wanderer could speak, the underworld official shouted, "Little devils, follow me."
As soon as he finished speaking, the underworld official, holding the soul-locking chain, led the vengeful ghosts through the door and floated away.
Whenever he encountered his colleagues, he would tell them that this family was bullying their little Yama.
Upon hearing this, the other underworld officials immediately knew what to do.
Night tour: ...
Sometimes he felt that these underworld officials were even more villainous than he was.
But oh well, indulging once is a good thing.
The underworld messengers also have their limits; they won't possess other people intentionally, nor will they involve innocent people.
Then, Jiang's mother's scream came from outside.
Jiang Yusi glanced at the live stream, then quickly got up and went outside, downstairs.
"Mom, what's wrong?" Jiang Yusi couldn't help but ask.
The servants who rushed over after hearing the noise also looked at Jiang's mother with puzzled expressions.
"The vase, the vase suddenly... suddenly broke."
"And...and the trees outside suddenly fell down, and my carefully tended roses, which had finally bloomed a small flower, suddenly...suddenly broke off."
"And...and there were suddenly footprints on the ground!"
"Sisi, there's a ghost! There's a ghost in our house!"
Seeing Jiang Yusi come downstairs, Jiang's mother rushed to her and grabbed her hand tightly.
Her tone was tense and tinged with fear.
She watched as the vase suddenly floated up from its original position, drifted to her, and then crashed to the ground with a bang!
The flower she had placed by the window also broke at the same moment, and the whole flower fell to the ground.
At the same time, the trees outside suddenly fell down!
She could still hear the thumping of footsteps, and when she looked down, she saw...
I saw footprints!
Jiang Yusi glanced at the broken vase on the ground, then at the flowers by the window, and then at the towering tree that had fallen to the ground in the yard.
There were no footprints on the ground.
"Mom, have you been working too hard lately because of Third Brother's situation and misread things?" Jiang Yusi asked calmly.
"Sisi, no, Mom didn't see wrong!"
"Mom is certain she didn't see wrong, a ghost! There must be a ghost!"
"Could something have happened to your third brother inside?"
Jiang's mother said in a whimsical tone, and then couldn't help but ask.
"Mom, this is the 21st century, how could there be ghosts? Besides, if you haven't done anything wrong, you have nothing to fear. We haven't done anything wrong!"
"You must be too tired to see it correctly."
"Although Third Brother is inside, he is optimistic, lively, and well-liked. He will definitely be fine. If he were in trouble, the police would have come knocking on our door long ago."
Jiang Yusi raised her hand and stroked her mother's head, speaking patiently as if comforting a child.
She believes in the existence of ghosts, but she doesn't believe that ghosts would come after them!
As for Jiang Shuyuan, he deserved it.
It would be best if he could die in prison.
That fool, even if he could be rescued, would only be a burden.
"Didn't the news say there would be a typhoon soon? It must be the wind that caused the flowers to break and the vase to fall over. As for the saplings outside... the maid said a few days ago that the saplings were growing crooked and needed to be straightened, otherwise they would definitely grow crooked in the future."
"It must be because it was already crooked, so it fell over when the wind blew."
Jiang Yusi continued, making everything her mother said seem reasonable.
“Madam, Miss is right, it’s quite windy outside.” The maid walked to the window, her bangs blowing wildly across her forehead.
She first turned to Jiang Yusi and then immediately closed the door.
"Is that so?" Jiang's mother asked, half believing and half doubting.
"That must be it."
"Xiugu, quickly help Madam back to her room to rest."
Jiang Yusi looked up at the servant in front of her and gave instructions.
The maid nodded and helped the erratic Jiang's mother upstairs.
Jiang Yusi glanced at her mother's back, then looked down at the broken pieces on the ground, and then looked around.
The surrounding decorations were all normal, and you couldn't tell anything about them at all.
However--
But a group of vengeful ghosts and underworld officials were watching her, their eyes meeting.
Of course, Jiang Yusi couldn't see it.
The Jiang family home was extremely crowded.
At least a hundred vengeful ghosts crowded in the living room, staring blankly at Jiang Yusi.
Jiang Yusi, who hadn't seen anything, suddenly felt a chill. She shivered and went back upstairs.
Jiang Yuan had only performed three divinations; she wanted to see what the next three would be like.
On the other side, on the mountain.
Li Chengdao stared at the screen thoughtfully, his brows furrowed in deep thought.
The God of Poverty is a god; how could mortals possibly withstand the power of a god? He is a deity holding an official position!
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