Three times married to Yama

Yan Jinyue, "Are you sure your slave would eat this?"

Yun Fu is somewhat obsessed with appearances, but I just took a look and this wild ghost isn't too bad-looking, so maybe he'd be willing to eat it?

"He's my bodyguard, not a slave. There are no slave owners in this society anymore," I explained to Yan Jinyue.

I don't really like calling Yun Fu a slave. It makes me feel like I'm a heartless person. I'm a good person, after all.

"Whether he eats it or not, this is just a token of my appreciation as his employer."

I heard Yan Jinyue laugh twice, but the laughter sounded slightly cold; I don't know if it was just my imagination.

The wandering ghosts who were lingering around saw that Yan Jinyue calmly grabbed a ghost by the neck with one hand, as if he were a chick, and they dared not come any closer.

However, a faint, mournful woman's cry suddenly rang out in the quiet night. A dark, thin figure stood with its back to us, its shoulders trembling.

"I just want to find a job... I just want to support myself..."

"Why...why are you doing this to me..."

"Waaaaaahhhhhhh..."

That mournful and sorrowful voice made people feel sad from the bottom of their hearts.

From her sobbing moans, I deduced that the dark, ghostly figure must be Cheng Fei.

The six people who followed were terrified by the sound. The two children were so frightened that they wanted to cry out loud, but the old man and the old woman covered their mouths tightly.

Wang Ce and Wu Qiao trembled as if they had been electrocuted. Cheng Fei's ghost manifested itself, so everyone present could see it.

He Chu and Wang Muzhi approached me and stood on either side of me, pushing Yan Jinyue aside.

"Lan Yin, now that the source of this matter has been identified, what should we do?" He Chu asked me softly.

"Let's see first," I replied, to see if Cheng Fei still had any unfulfilled wishes.

I walked toward the dark figure. The closer I got, the more piercing her cries became, and the heavier the yin energy emanating from her grew.

He Chu and Wang Muzhi wanted to follow, but I stopped them.

"Just keep an eye on these six people," I said to He Chu.

"it is good."

The two stayed behind to watch over the six cursed people, and Yan Jinyue did not follow.

His figure seemed to blend into the shadows of the ruins beside him, but I could always feel his gaze following me.

Could you please look away? I really don't like people staring at me so intently!

"Cheng Fei."

I stopped a short distance behind the dark, ghostly figure and called out her name.

The ghostly figure's crying subsided, and it turned to look at me and the people standing not far behind me.

"Who are you?" Her head turned 180 degrees, her eyes slightly bulging, and her face was exactly the same as the six people's.

"Aaaaaahh ...

Those who saw this from afar couldn't help but scream.

Fortunately, He Chu and Wang Muzhi were quick-witted and nimble-fingered; the two of them, with four hands, covered the mouths of four people.

They worked together quite well.

I replied to Cheng Fei, "I'm here to help you. You can tell me what you wish for, and I will help you with the utmost sincerity."

"Help me?" The ghostly figure stood up, walked backward toward me with one leg behind her back, but her head was facing me, which looked very eerie.

"Mm." I nodded.

In the instant she nodded, she thrust her horribly ravaged face right in front of me.

"How will you help me?" she accused sharply. "The woman who tricked me into this factory also said she would help me, but in the end, they sold me off to the mountains!"

"I won't be fooled by you again! Everyone involved in this must die! I want them to pay with their lives!"

Her resentment suddenly surged, and a cold wind rose up, making the surroundings howl.

Looking at her covered in injuries, I felt a pang of pity.

"You're a ghost now, why would I lie to you?" I looked at her calmly. "Your family ties aren't severed yet, you still have family, your family is still waiting for you to come home, have you forgotten?"

Cheng Fei had been listed as missing until now. It's normal for people who go out to work to not return home for several months. Perhaps Cheng Fei's family had no idea that she was dead.

When I mentioned her family, Cheng Fei's scarred face stiffened, and her eyes, which held deep resentment, were filled with pain.

"Grandma, Grandma... I want to go back to see Grandma..." she murmured.

Yes, Cheng Fei's only remaining relative was her maternal grandmother. The two of them depended on each other for survival. However, in the past two years, her grandmother had fallen ill. Cheng Fei went out to work in order to earn some money to treat her grandmother's illness, but she never expected that it would cost her her life.

Thinking of her grandmother, Cheng Fei's eyes instantly welled up with tears of blood.

I continued, "Do you want to stay here as a resentful, wandering ghost, or go back to see your grandmother?"

The Spirit-Crossing Fan quietly appeared in my hand; its healing power could heal the wounds on Cheng Fei's soul.

Cheng Fei turned her head back to its original position and looked down at the wounds all over her body. Her leg, which had only been slightly lame, was completely broken, and her arms were covered in chains and tear stains.

Her face was covered in bruises, clearly indicating that she had been violently beaten.

She covered her face with her hands and murmured, "But my grandma will worry if I go back like this. Her health isn't good to begin with, and if she sees me like this, she'll definitely cry."

With a kind expression and gentle tone, I said, "Shall I treat you?"

Cheng Fei looked up at me, a hint of doubt in her eyes. "But why are you willing to help me? That woman helped me before because she wanted to sell me out, but what about you?"

I didn't answer immediately, but instead raised my hand and guided her hand in the air. The Spirit Fan brushed over the wound on her soul, and wisps of green spiritual healing power seeped into her wound.

At this moment, not only were the wounds in her soul healing, but even the resentment in her body was dissipating.

Soon, Cheng Fei shed her resentment and wounds, returning to her appearance as she had in life.

"There's no reason, I just want to."

Only.

Cheng Fei was overjoyed to see herself transformed back to her former self.

But when she saw the six people who looked exactly like her, her expression darkened.