circle. He looks like a social elite, not at all like those mystical figures in the industry. Just the car he's driving is more expensive than my three-story house. If he's so wealthy, why bother gett...My brother rubbed his nose and mumbled, “Don’t mention it, this time Chen the old man deserves credit.”

"Huh I scrunched up my nose. What kind of merit did that sleazy old man accomplish"

It turned out that Old Chen was stimulated by the sentence "You might be his cheap father" that day. He was over fifty and desperately wanted a child of his own. He would talk about it all day, saying that whether it was a son or a daughter, as long as it was his own child, he would love it dearly. So what he feared most was being a "cheap father," which meant Dai Fa would be the one who benefited.

He snuck over to the woman's place and sure enough, there was a man inside. He overheard the man say, "You're seven months pregnant and still doing this Don't you worry about the baby"

Then the woman said nonchalantly, "It's fine. The child has already been adopted anyway." Old Chen was furious and about to bang on the door to yell at her when he felt a chill behind him, as if something had crept up on him.

He was a charlatan, though he had no real ability, he understood these mystical things. He soon felt himself out of control, blood rushing to his brain, he picked up a pair of tongs and began smashing the door.

He was terrified, feeling like he was possessed. If the person inside actually opened the door, this fire clamp would definitely kill someone.

Then, before he could be fully controlled, he bit his tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood, momentarily fanning the flames. He started running for his life.

But the more he ran, the more he felt that things around him were multiplying, with a ghostly feeling behind him. He didn't stop running until he reached the abandoned ghost-infested courtyard sealed by the Shen family. Suddenly, those ominous energies disappeared, probably out of fear of the talisman's power.

So he hid at the mouth of that drainage ditch alley and called for help. He wanted to plead with me, saying he didn't dare go out, that there were so many things wandering outside, but before he could finish his sentence, he was knocked unconscious, and his phone fell into the crack.

When he woke up, he found himself in a dirt hut, the same one my brother had fallen into. The house's doors and windows were all sealed shut, creating a stark contrast with the neighboring Ghostly Spring Courtyard which was open and airy. There was a tunnel under the bed that led to the next courtyard, and a sinister aura slowly emanated from beneath it, drawing us in.

Inside the room, a shadowy figure was drawing a magic circle. If any powerful ghost happened to drift out, it would be captured by the circle and moved away.

"I'm so damn lucky, I just fell straight into that formation. Guess where I crawled out from" My brother said with a frown.

"...A latrine" I asked cautiously.

He gestured at me with a raised hand as if to slap me: "I climbed out from the cliff side of Haiyan Lou Resort! All the ghosts they abducted with this formation are locked up in that cave, doing a Hundred Ghost Fortune Gathering!"

Oh!

Jiang Qiyun once took me to Haiyan Lou. As soon as he stepped inside, he said, “Hundreds of ghosts gather wealth, but human desires are insatiable.”

But who was that shadow Wasn't it Mu Yunliang

"Old Chen was thrown in as well, probably thinking that we'd be possessed by ghosts and kill each other. But I had a backpack full of talismans... Later, we escaped from that ghost prison and climbed out of the mountains behind Haiyan Tower. None of our calls went through, so we tried calling Old Chen's phone. We got in touch with the Shen family, they picked us up. Otherwise, there was no way to get over the barbed wire fence surrounding the mountain."

I frowned and asked, “Could it be that the ghost apparition wasn't done by Mu Yunliang”

“Who knows! I fell straight into the formation and saw nothing. Old Chen only saw a black shadow and didn't know what it looked like… These two buildings can't be left, we must find a way to tear them down, then let the Taoist priests seal the ghost surge, and then expose them for a few years, then the evil spirit of Huilong Village will dissipate. And we also need to find a way to shut down Haiyan Lou! They raised a nest of ghosts! Damn it! I almost died…”

“We can’t just seize property and destroy people's houses, right The homeowners wouldn't fight back, but we would get arrested, sued, and even go to jail… The Haiyanlou has a deep background; how could we possibly touch them…” I rolled my eyes. Even the Shen family, no matter how powerful they were in the Yin-Yang world, still had to follow societal rules in society.

My brother's eyes rolled, and he peeked at the room behind me with his mouth. He mouthed, "Is your ghost husband here"

I nodded.

My brother wrote on my palm, "For this kind of power struggle, find Lin Yanhuan!"

Lin's background is quite impressive. He comes from a family of founding heroes, with red lineage running deep. His family still boasts connections to high-ranking officials in Zhongnanhai, the military, local governments, business tycoons, and financial leaders...

I reluctantly furrowed my brow. Climbing the social ladder isn't my style, and I don't even know how to ask for help!

My brother raised an eyebrow and said, "Let's just put this down for now and deal with it later. Whether that shadow is Mu Yunliang is hard to say. Someone capable of summoning ghosts is definitely not an ordinary person. The Shen family has been digging three feet into the ground to investigate, and Uncle Cheng Su is also secretly tracking down Mu Yunliang's whereabouts."

I nodded and reached out to touch my brother's face, where there were still a few scratches.

My brother was stunned for a moment, secretly glancing at Jiang Qiyun to see if he was jealous. He quietly leaned over and hugged me: "It's okay, next time we'll be more careful. Who knows how this happened Just bad luck that we stepped on that spot, silently setting off the trap."

"Madam Shen said she wants us to learn the Tao from the outer disciples."

As expected, my brother's face contorted in disgust as soon as he heard: "Are you kidding me Learning the Shen family's way"

"...it was Jiang Qiyun's idea," I glanced at the inner room.

My brother twitched his lip and held back from speaking.

》》》

My time at the Shen family wasn't easy. They lived a life of strict routine, with morning prayers starting at five in the morning and evening practice ending after dinner at five in the afternoon. There was no room for entertainment; it was almost like living as an ancient person did.

It made me go to bed at eight o'clock and still have to work hard every night.

As I grew to understand cooperation more and more, the intimate affairs under the sheets made Jiang Qiyun increasingly interested in me. His attitude towards me also softened considerably.

Look, it makes sense. Women still need to use their brains, they shouldn't just be foolishly infatuated. Even if he's clear-headed and deeply cultivated, he will also have moments of indulgence.

Deep in the mountains, I lost track of time. I listened to the morning and evening bells, watched the falling petals and snowflakes, and suddenly a month had passed.

For the past few weeks, I've only had two things on my mind: studying during the day and indulging in Jiang Qiyun at night. He's like an addiction, and I'm starting to feel his influence creeping into my very being.

By the end of December, according to Old Madam Wu's calculations, the fetus would be three months old. In another month, it would take shape and become something the size of a palm, complete with features and limbs.

My stomach is finally starting to show a hint of roundness. I look at it with a mixture of agony, anxiety, and pain… waiting for the day when it will step by step complete its mission.

That night, I suddenly felt something move there —havior, which inevitably depletes one's blessings and virtue… If someone possesses abundant blessings and virtue, the consequences may not be immediately apparent; however, for those who already lack...