As the saying goes, the deceased transform into fiends. Such a level of yin energy absolutely would not belong to an ordinary malevolent ghost. At the very least, it was a greater ghost. Yaoyao frowned. It really hadn't been fully transcended!
"You cowardly wretch, get out here!"
With a guess in her heart, Yaoyao's movements didn't hesitate. She raised her hand and cast two Fiend-Breaking Talismans. The bright yellow talismans spontaneously ignited without fire, like two sharp swords, rushing directly into the room.
These talisman flames were condensed yang energy, naturally at odds with yin energy. The two clashed, immediately crackling. The Fiend-Breaking Talismans were of a high grade, and with Yaoyao's assistance,
the lingering yin energy quickly retreated. Then, two small figures darted out. They seemed to sense that the approaching enemy was difficult to deal with, so they immediately dispersed, one to the left and one to the right, attempting to avoid total annihilation.
This was a good idea, but unfortunately, they ran into the wrong person. Dispersing their power under absolute force made it even easier for them to be defeated one by one.
"Imperial Edict!" Yaoyao's pretty little face flashed with coldness. This time, it wasn't talismans she used, but the Soul-Reaping Chains. Because just now, she had already tested the cultivation of these two malevolent ghosts, so there was no need to hold back. And the Soul-Reaping Chains were undoubtedly the best method for dealing with these wraiths and goblins, truly ensuring foolproof success.
The two ends of the chains extended infinitely, catching up to the two trying to escape in an instant, extracting the unruly souls from their bodies. Yaoyao glanced at them and saw that they were a man and a woman, young in appearance, but somewhat terrifying in visage.
The female ghost's entire face had no skin, her bloody features chilling to the scalp; the male ghost, on the contrary, had no facial features, those areas empty. Their souls were strung up by the Soul-Reaping Chains, unable even to struggle.
"That's not right, Uncle Li said there was only one person who committed suicide, so why are there two malevolent ghosts?" Yaoyao looked at the situation before her, her brows furrowing. Uncle Li was meant to solve the problem, so he shouldn't be lying. So where did the problem come from?
At this moment, Li Zhengqin and his wife embraced the two children who had collapsed to the ground. The two adults couldn't see the Soul-Reaping Chains, but they had clearly witnessed the method of offering talismans. "Master, have... have the things on these two children been resolved?" Li Zhengqin asked, his voice somewhat uncertain.
While Yaoyao was handling things, he had already learned the full story from his wife and his son, the aerial acrobat who almost fell badly. These two children had just been like epileptics, trying to kill people. If his son hadn't been quick-witted, their lives would have been in danger. This situation was extremely unreasonable,
after all, what proper child could lift an 185-pound, 150-pound person? Combined with their previous dazed state, Li Zhengqin, who deeply revered ghosts and spirits, immediately realized that "something dirty" was at work. And when the little master acted, the two previously menacing individuals suddenly collapsed. Asking if it was "resolved" was very reasonable.
"Mhm, they were possessed by evil spirits, so their yin energy will be a bit heavy. Have them bask in the sun more during this time." Yaoyao slowly nodded, taking up the conversation and then asking, "Uncle Li, can you tell me what the uncle who committed suicide looked like?"
"No need to be too specific. Just describe him simply!" Yaoyao was certain there was a hidden story behind these two ghosts, and she needed a witness to testify.
"He, ah, wasn't young. Because he was rich and ate a lot of good food, he was bloated beyond words. I remember his wife, who ran off with someone, said he snored very loudly, so loud it made people feel like they were suffocating while listening."
Li Zhengqin, though not quite clear why the little master cared about this, still cooperated and shared his impression. This was actually a common problem for fat people. After all, with high cardiopulmonary pressure, shortness of breath and difficulty breathing were inevitable.
And when breathing wasn't smooth, snoring was naturally unavoidable. Outsiders wouldn't know, but those who shared a bed would surely suffer. Perhaps his wife running off with a lover was partly because she couldn't stand this point.
"Very fat... so that's not you!" Yaoyao murmured softly. This was also reasonable; after all, their current appearances had nothing to do with being hanged... Yaoyao wasted no time. She reached out and pinched her brow, activating her magic. With the enhancement of her ocular technique, she quickly discovered slave marks on these two ghosts!
"What a vicious mind. Uncle, you all misunderstood the factory owner's wife."
"She didn't run off with a lover at all, nor did she abscond with his money. On the contrary, she died at the latter's hands." Yaoyao deduced the female ghost's past, but the more she saw, the more silent she became.
The latter's reputation was completely different. After marrying him, she had always fulfilled her duties as a wife. However, he had a violent temper, and his appearance and weight had even twisted his mind, leading him to constantly hit and scold his wife.
Furthermore, if anyone even got slightly close to another man, he would fly into a rage, cursing them as promiscuous. Because his reputation in the village was so prominent, and he suppressed his gentle and docile wife, by the time she realized it, her reputation in the village was already ruined, beyond recovery.
And since the affair was fake, there was no talk of absconding with money, yet he did indeed die. The truth behind it also shocked Yaoyao, because the latter's death was not forced, but self-inflicted. He even set up this money-grabbing escape scheme just to avoid bank debts...
because he had a terminal illness and not much time left to live. He didn't want to wait for death in a hospital, and also, after death, he wouldn't be himself again if he reincarnated. This thought made him go astray. He found a way, from who knows where, to obtain the secret art of becoming a malevolent ghost and eternal life.
This secret art cost him all his savings, and it still wasn't enough. He could only borrow money from the bank under the pretext of expanding production. After much effort, he barely scraped together enough. Before dying, the man seemed afraid his wife would remarry. Under a twisted psychological state, he directly killed his wife.
Coincidentally, while committing the act, he ran into the male ghost who had come looking for someone. To avoid exposure, he killed the male ghost as well. Because he died upholding the secret art, he became a greater ghost upon death, easily enslaving his murdered wife and the male ghost.
Such a desperate and mad act made Yaoyao's heart tremble. She instinctively dashed in one direction. No matter what, she had to kill that fake good person! After all, some things couldn't just be pretended. The best way was to kill him. Only then would the matter be truly clear!
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