Strange things happen, and I drive the evil god mad by chasing debts.

Okay, let's see if I can kill him with a dagger.

Shen Qingchan was thinking, but the hand was not under her control. Instead, it slowly rose up and lay across her neck.

Shen Qingchan: ...?

What the hell?

Shen Qingchan cursed inwardly, but she had lost control of her body.

Not only was the dagger pressed against her neck, but she was also sobbing uncontrollably. She felt herself open her lips, but her voice had changed.

The voice was gentle yet firm, but it wasn't hers: "Brother... I will only ever marry Xie Fan in this lifetime, don't even think about it—"

As soon as he finished speaking, a sharp, stabbing pain shot through his neck, and he heard He Wen's heart-wrenching screams.

"No—Xiaoshuang, you can't die with him!"

The hilt of the sword in He Wen's chest clattered to the ground. He rushed forward and blocked He Shuang's path. Blood was flowing from He Shuang's neck, and she was spitting out mouthfuls of blood.

Shen Qingchan was in so much pain that she lost all strength, and her uncontrollable body slowly collapsed into He Wen's arms.

He Wen frantically covered her neck, trying to stop the gushing blood.

Blood flowed more and more, blurring his hands. He pressed them hard, screaming shrilly, "No—you won't die with him, you won't..."

"I will definitely resurrect you, I will resurrect you—"

Shen Qingchan's eyes rolled back in pain, and just as she thought she was about to faint, the system's voice rang in her ears—

[Host has completed the task; role will be changed shortly.]

Come again?

Isn't it over yet?!

[Current Dungeon: Memorial Hall]

[Host's Identity: Maid in the He Family Mansion]

[The He family has undergone a series of changes, and a new Master He has taken office. Please fulfill your duties.]

In a dizzying moment, Shen Qingchan felt a headache coming on, and her body floated away.

When she opened her eyes again, she was in a drab room. She was sitting on a soft couch, surrounded by blankets and pillows.

She was clearly in the maid's quarters at the moment.

Shen Qingchan subconsciously touched her neck, thankfully it was still intact.

She threw back the covers and went outside, only to see Pei Wuwang also coming out.

She casually asked, "What is your identity?"

Pei Wuwang: "Butler."

As they were talking, a man walked over from the left. He was dressed in fine clothes, all in black, and had a jade pendant at his waist.

He walked over casually, still holding his fan in his hand.

Upon seeing the person, Pei Wuwang respectfully greeted, "Master."

In Shen Qingchan's eyes, the other person's leisurely gait seemed pretentious no matter how you looked at it.

"Load the cargo," Shen Qingchan uttered without any politeness.

Bai Si didn't care. He glanced at the two of them casually, and after understanding their identities, he introduced himself: "I am the young master of the Feng family."

Finally, he turned his gaze to Shen Qingchan: "You looked better in your previous red wedding dress."

She scolded the other party for loading the goods, but the other party praised her in return, which made her feel a little embarrassed.

She changed the subject, saying, "Alright, He Wen should have finished slaughtering the He family. The plot is almost over. Let's go take a look."

As they were talking, Pei Wuwang said, "I found a few coffins over there, and they all looked quite new."

"Let's go take a look," Shen Qingchan urged the group.

The three followed Pei Wuwang through the long corridor and arrived at a corner of the He residence.

Suddenly, I saw three coffins lying around carelessly. The coffins were rotten and covered with yellow talismans.

Shen Qingchan stepped forward and opened the coffins one by one. The people in the three coffins were rotten and decayed, but they could be vaguely identified from their clothing and burial objects.

One was the patriarch of the He family, the other was the madam of the He family, and there was also a child's coffin, which belonged to the youngest sister of the He family.

The only one missing was He Shuang, the eldest daughter of the He family.

Pei Wuwang: "He Shuang's body is not in a coffin, so isn't she already dead?"

"And didn't you notice? Both women have lost their tongues. Let's go back and talk to He Wen!" Shen Qingchan lifted her leg and prepared to walk towards the main hall.

Pei Wuwang and Bai Si followed behind, the red moon in the sky quietly set, and the rising sun in the east could be vaguely seen.

The eerie screams outside the He residence gradually disappeared.

The main hall was originally a mourning hall, but when the three arrived, the scene had changed.

He Wen was dressed in a Taoist gray robe. The mourning hall had been destroyed by a golden array, and a body lay in the center of the array.

It was none other than He Shuang, dressed in red.

At this moment, all life had vanished, yet the formation seemed to be absorbing something, continuously providing energy to He Shuang in the center of the formation.

Upon closer inspection, they turned out to be two tongues of different lengths.

Bai Si watched with great interest, then turned to Shen Qingchan: "What reason do you want to give him?"

Shen Qingchan stared at the dilapidated houses around her and took out a yellow talisman from her pocket.

The sign above reads in bold, flowing characters: "Notice of Demolition of Illegal Buildings".

She then shouted at He Wen, "Hey! Remember this thing?"

The yellow talisman, imbued with some kind of power of rules, forcibly interrupted He Wen's casting of the array. He frowned and walked towards Shen Qingchan.

He glanced at it closely, then gave a mocking smile: "Are you kidding me?"

Shen Qingchan held the paper between two fingers and said bluntly, "What kind of joke are you talking about? This broken formation you created is illegal, constituting unlawful confinement and an illegal building."

He Wen's eyes widened for a moment, then, recognizing the familiar voice, he realized, "You're not a maid from the He household. Who are you?"

[Warning! Your identity has been identified by an A-level anomaly! The protection provided by the rules will dissipate!]

Shen Qingchan didn't care. She still held the paper, shook it slightly, and continued, "According to the 'Construction Law' of our Great Xia Dynasty, and Article 7 of Section 3 of your 'General Regulations for Construction' in the strange world: I have the right to report and fine you for any illegal construction that has not been reported!"

He Wen scoffed coldly, not taking her words seriously at all, as the other party had no ability whatsoever.

He immediately pinched his fingers together, recited an incantation, and a sword hilt reappeared above his head, pointing directly at Shen Qingchan.

Shen Qingchan sneered, "If you don't have the money, I'll allow you to write an IOU. But if you don't know what's good for you, don't blame me for punishing you on behalf of your evil god!"

Bai Si, standing to the side, raised an eyebrow slightly, and couldn't help but smile.

He Wen didn't waste any more words with her: "Go!"

With a shout, the hilt of his sword shot straight at Shen Qingchan. Pei Wuwang hesitated, gripping the hilt, wondering whether to help, but the other party clearly seemed determined to succeed.

With a loud "bang," a burst of golden light exploded.

The sword hilt shattered the instant it touched the yellow talisman.

click-

He Wen stared wide-eyed at the scene before him. The moment the yellow talisman shattered the sword hilt, he felt a power that made his very soul tremble.

That power is ancient and mysterious; it is the most fundamental law of the world that cannot be violated or resisted.