Three times married to Yama

Helping Lu Ningqiu find her husband Zhou Siran previously allowed me to accumulate some good karma, but compared to the karmic debts my father owed, it was just a drop in the ocean.

Helping this male ghost should accumulate some good karma.

"Come in."

With a flick of my hand, I temporarily lifted the outer barrier, allowing the male ghost who had been blocked outside to enter.

He was quite polite, standing in the corner of the room, his eyes filled with both anticipation and apprehension.

"How do you want me to save you?" I sat down in the chair and looked at him calmly.

He knelt down in front of me again, showing me the numerous wounds covering his body.

The wounds on his body appeared to have been made one by one with a knife, and his clothes were tattered beyond recognition. It's unknown what kind of torture he endured before his death.

"Master Ah Yin, every full moon night, my wounds feel like they are being gnawed by a million ants. I thought that becoming a ghost would mean I wouldn't feel pain, but for some reason, my wounds hurt even more than when I was alive. I really couldn't bear it anymore, so I came to you."

The full moon will be here again in a couple of days, no wonder he came to see me before then.

"Come closer, let me see your wound," I said to him.

As a result, the male ghost actually knelt down and moved to my front on his knees. He stretched out his arm and presented it to me, looking at me devoutly.

I stared intently at his wound and saw that a faint white aura was emanating from it.

This is……

Obsession.

Obsessions are color-coded: pink represents romantic love, and white represents familial love. This means that the male ghost's obsession is related to familial love.

"Tell me about your life before you died," I said.

The male ghost froze, trying hard to remember. "I... I only remember my name. I'm from Mingxin District, Xihu City. I don't remember anything else."

Aside from one's deepest obsessions, it's normal to forget some things after death.

"And what's your name?"

"Ye Heng, the 'Ye' in 'leaf' and the 'Heng' in 'eternity'," he replied immediately.

I took out the Spirit Ferry Fan and tried to guide the healing power inside to treat Ye Heng.

"I'll give it a try first, but don't get your hopes up too high," I said to Ye Heng.

Ye Heng nodded vigorously, "Thank you very much, Master A Yin!"

But when I channeled the healing power into Ye Heng, the warm white energy circled around him once before returning to the fan.

I frowned slightly. Had I failed?

Is this not how the healing power of the Spirit Ferry Fan is used?

I fell silent. Should I resolve Ye Heng's obsession first?

"Master A Yin, has this failed?" Ye Heng asked cautiously.

I put away the Spirit Ferry Fan, spreading my hands helplessly. "Isn't it obvious?"

Upon hearing my words, Ye Heng slumped to the ground, his expression one of utter disappointment, his emotions becoming somewhat unstable, and the lights in the room began to flicker wildly.

I helplessly raised my hand. "Stop."

The lights stopped flickering, leaving only Ye Heng huddled in the corner, hugging his knees like a stray dog.

I sighed helplessly, got up and walked to the corner, and reached out to pat his head.

"Don't cry. The healing power failed because you have unresolved obsessions. Only by resolving your obsessions can your illness be cured," I explained softly.

Ye Heng looked up at me, his eyes filled with blood and tears, which looked rather terrifying.

"Really, Master Ah Yin?" he asked.

I nodded. "Yes, really, Master Yin wouldn't lie."

After saying that, I felt a little speechless. Why did I feel like I was coaxing a child?

There was nothing that could be done; his soul was simply too pure, and his anger only caused the lights in the room to flicker a few times.

"Your memory is incomplete, so I need to check your identity first. Once I've confirmed your identity, I'll take you to find your family."

Ye Heng's obsession is family, and he can only resolve it by finding his family.

"Thank you, Master Yin. You are just as rumored," Ye Heng said softly.

Sigh, it's true, I've even heard rumors about it.

"Then you can stay here with me for now, and come out when I call you."

"I will follow Master A Yin's arrangements."

I took a talisman from my briefcase and held it up in front of Ye Heng. "Come in."

"Yes."

Ye Heng willingly entered the talisman and was sealed inside; he really was an honest ghost.

I yawned and was about to go back to sleep when there was a knock on the door. When I opened the door, I saw Yan Jinyue standing outside.

He was wearing a silk bathrobe, and his tall, imposing figure stood outside the door like a wall.

"My lord, what brings you here?"

Yan Jinyue slightly raised his gaze to look into my room, and said in a low voice, "I sensed a ghostly aura in your room, and I was worried about your safety, so I came to check on you."

It turns out that they sent away the boy and girl because they sensed Ye Heng's ghostly aura, but unexpectedly, the older one, Yan Jinyue, came back.

"Thank you for your concern, Lord. It's just a little ghost and nothing to fear. Besides, I had a fortuitous encounter before, so ordinary ghosts can't hurt me," I explained to Yan Jinyue with a smile.

He nodded. "That's good. It seems I was worrying too much."

Does that mean he's really worried about me?

She's really a very good husband in name only.

However, there is a question I really want to ask. Given his personality, he should answer honestly and not hide anything.

"Does Your Excellency care about all your wives this much?" I asked.

My question made Yan Jinyue pause slightly, his gaze hardening. I didn't know how he would answer.

After a few seconds of silence, Yan Jinyue solemnly replied, "I spent very little time with them, but I tried my best to fulfill their requests. However, in the end, they could not get what they wanted. It was greed that ruined them."

"Ah Yin, you're a smart person, I think you wouldn't make this mistake, right?"

All I ask for is to live a long and healthy life; I don't ask for anything else.

Yan Jinyue's actions are indeed captivating, and it's no wonder that his ex-wives are so envious.

As for me, I think I'm pretty rational. Loving yourself is worse than loving anyone else.

I replied frankly to Yan Jinyue, "Of course I wouldn't make that mistake, but I really have a question that I don't understand. Could you please enlighten me, Lord?"

"What's the problem?"

I asked, "Since marrying was not your wish, why did the Prefect marry so many wives?"

Yan Jinyue did not hide anything from him, saying, "This is my tribulation of love, and I cannot disclose the specifics."

So that's how it is. He married so many wives because of a love tribulation. But he said it was inconvenient to reveal the details, so I won't ask any further.

"Yes, Lord, I understand. There's nothing else here, so please go back." I gestured for Yan Jinyue to leave.

Yan Jinyue pondered for a moment, then nodded, "Okay, you should get some rest."

Before he could turn around and leave, I had already closed the door. In the current situation, it's best to keep your distance from Yan Jinyue as much as possible. His frequent concern and sudden protection are easy to fall for.

I feel like I need to activate the anti-addiction mode.

The next day I slept until the sun was high in the sky before I got up. As soon as I finished washing up and went out, I saw the girl carrying a bowl of noodles and placing it on the dining table.

"Madam, the Lord left early this morning. This is breakfast he made for you, saying he'd let you eat it when you wake up," the maid said to me with a smile.

I looked at the steaming bowl of noodles on the table. Had it gotten so soggy after all this time?

As if she had read my thoughts, the girl continued, "The Lord of the Palace used his spiritual power to maintain the texture of the noodles, so it won't be affected over time."

I,"……"

That wretched Yan Jinyue! He didn't have to be a good husband. After all, we were just playing along!

But he just happens to act like a husband who genuinely cares about his wife, which is so annoying!

I ate my noodles with gusto, scrolling through my phone as I searched for information about Ye Heng online.

I released Ye Heng from the talisman. "After last night, did you remember anything? Like your family, friends, or your social media accounts?"

Ye Heng replied, "Master A Yin, I seem to remember a friend of mine named Xia Zheng. I recall him being very kind to me."

My hand, which was eating noodles, suddenly stopped. Xia Zheng? Could it really be such a coincidence?

I had previously added Xia Zheng as a social media friend, and Xia Zheng's Moments also contained his own photos, so I clicked on his Moments and zoomed in on his photos.

I asked Ye Heng, "Is it him?"

Upon seeing Xia Zheng's photo, Ye Heng's pale and stiff face revealed a slightly excited expression.

"Yes, it's him."

What a coincidence!

I messaged Xia Zheng, asking to meet in the afternoon, and Xia Zheng readily agreed to meet at the same coffee shop as last time.

Since Yan Jinyue wasn't around this time, I summoned Yun Fu. It's time to take him out for a stroll; as a bodyguard, I have to fulfill my duties.

As soon as Yun Fu came out, she looked at Ye Heng, who was standing next to me.

Yun Fu's eyes brightened slightly, and he couldn't help but grind his teeth as he looked at Ye Heng.

"Master, I want to eat him," Yun Fu said directly.

Me, "?" This was Yun Fu who took the initiative to suggest eating.

Unfortunately, Ye Heng is a pure soul, so he definitely cannot be given this food.

I pulled out the ghost I had subdued in Yuping Village last time, the one he had complained was ugly. "You eat this one."

Yun Fu glanced at the ghost once and then looked away. "It's still ugly. I won't eat it."

He pointed at Ye Heng, who was now trembling, his eyes gleaming with predatory light. "He's clean, I'll eat him."

As he spoke, he walked straight toward Ye Heng. Seeing this, I quickly picked up the Sanqing Bell hanging around my neck and shook it.

As the crisp sound of the bell rang, Yun Fu stopped abruptly. He turned to look at me with dissatisfaction, then reluctantly returned to my side.

"Yun Fu, you can't touch him, he's my client," I said to Yun Fu.

I suspect Yun Fu wants to eat clean and pure souls, but the ghost I caught in Yuping Village doesn't seem to meet his standards.

"Master, you really raised me very poorly." Yun Fu looked at me with a melancholy expression.

"Shut up," I snapped in a low voice. He was saying things I didn't want to hear.

When they arrived at the agreed-upon coffee shop again, Xia Zheng was already waiting and had ordered coffee.

When he saw me, he greeted me warmly, as if he had recovered from his heartbreak.

He got into it quickly, and he got out of it just as quickly. I really admire him.

"Master Yin, I ordered coffee for you. Oh? Isn't your husband here? Last time I noticed he didn't like Americano, so I specially ordered him a latte." Xia Zheng looked behind me and didn't see Yan Jinyue, but he did see Yun Fu.

"And this is...?"

I sat down opposite Xia Zheng, took a sip of my coffee, and calmly said, "My husband went out on business. As for the tall guy standing behind me, he's my bodyguard. You can pretend you didn't see him."

Xia Zheng rubbed his arms. "A bodyguard? It gives me a really weird feeling. I'm getting goosebumps."

I didn't explain much, and I didn't tell him Yun Fu's true identity, because I was afraid that he would run away as soon as he found out.

"Alright, let's get down to business. Don't you have a friend named Ye Heng?" I asked directly.

Upon hearing Ye Heng's name, Xia Zheng's eyes widened instantly. "How did Master Yin know? I do have a good friend named Ye Heng, but he's recently gone missing. I can't reach him at all. I even called his dad, but he said he didn't know either."

Xia Zheng's face was serious at this moment. He seemed to realize something, and he asked me cautiously, "You came to see me this time because something happened to him? Is he also being haunted by a ghost?"

"No, he turned into a ghost," I replied truthfully.

Xia Zheng nodded, "Oh... Ah?? What???"

He was so excited that he stood up from his chair, but Yun Fu, who was next to him, pressed his shoulder down and pushed him back into his seat.

Xia Zheng's face drained of color, and his voice trembled. "Master A Yin, you...you mean Ye Heng is dead?"

"Um."

To make things easier later, I simply gave Xia Zheng a brief chance to use his yin-yang eyes.

When Xia Zheng saw Ye Heng, who was covered in tatters and knife wounds, he froze and then burst into tears, drawing the attention of everyone in the store.

At this moment, Yun Fu suddenly pointed at Xia Zheng and said to me, "He's clean too, I want to eat him."

I,"……"

This guy only eats people with pure souls.

I glared at him. "Are you going to eat it or not?"

Yun Fu's eyes lit up at that moment, and his voice was filled with excitement, "Is it possible?"

He really wanted to eat it! I could even hear him swallowing.

"What a load of crap!" I was successfully provoked by him.

Yun Fu tilted her head and looked me up and down before saying with dissatisfaction, "Heh, liar, you don't have any."

Suddenly, I didn't want to talk to Yun Fu at all.

I focused my attention on Xia Zheng and Ye Heng. At this moment, Xia Zheng had changed from wailing to sobbing quietly, but there were even more tears.

He looks much more heartbroken than when he broke up with his girlfriend.

As the store became increasingly crowded, and he was crying so bitterly, I took Xia Zheng away to talk to him elsewhere.

Finally, after Xia Zheng gradually calmed down, he said to me with red eyes, "Master Yin, I don't understand..."

"He was clearly about to live a good life, so why, why did he die? And why did he die so tragically?"