Qin Liuxi thought that since he was already here, even as a rookie ghost ssenger, hooking a soul should be a simple task, quickly resolved, but in reality, all he encountered was a useless wretch crying for help!
"Master, please save us! Old Mrs. Qin’s soul is suppressed, I can’t hook it out!"
Qin Liuxi’s face darkened: "What do you an? What does it an for a soul to be suppressed?"
The crying man explained, "It’s about that Bian family; regardless of their Old Lady’s corpse swelling, they forced her into the coffin and sealed it with Soul Suppressing Nails."
So, the Old Lady’s living soul entered the body and was forcibly buried alive?
They knew she ca back to life yet still sealed her in a coffin using Soul Suppressing Nails—how is this any different from murder?
Yes, murder.
In case soone is only in a coma, and they regain consciousness, they are alive, but the Bian family sees her co back alive and still seals the coffin without being joyful—what kind of guilty conscience is this!
Even if Old Mrs. Qin were to die, Qin Liuxi wouldn’t let her depart without a complete soul, especially since one soul was on soone else and suppressed.
"Lead the way in front."
The crying man said the Old Lady ran fast and sure enough, she ran to Huantun Village in Ling County. The Bian family could be considered a minor landlord in the village, owning three hundred acres of fertile land and two shops, with considerable wealth.
When Qin Liuxi and they arrived, the Bian family was in chaos, naturally because the Old Lady suddenly ca back to life, scaring the family into forcibly sealing the coffin, but the Old Lady scratched noisily inside, terrifying everyone, disrupting the mourning halls, and during the funeral, the coffin refused to be lifted.
A Taoist in a yellow robe brandished a Peach Wood Sword, scattering yellow talismans wildly, his face pale, legs trembling.
Too intense, this Silver Tael won’t be easy!
"Master, what should we do?" Bian Da asked, trembling, shaking like chaff.
The Taoist solemnly said, "The Old Lady has concerns in her heart; she is unwilling to leave."
Bian Da’s face turned blue and white, saying, "Then quickly send her away."
"Rest assured, I’ve already sealed the coffin with Soul Suppressing Nails; she can’t co out, just need to bury it."
"The problem is the coffin can’t be lifted now!" Bian Da said frantically.
Qin Liuxi walked in, glanced at the mourning hall, and coldly said, "Why can’t the coffin be lifted, don’t you have a clue?"
Bian Da and others looked at the suddenly appearing Qin Liuxi: "Who are you? How did you get in?"
The Taoist looked uncomfortable, his eyes darting all around, trembling as he glanced inside the mourning hall.
Sothing is coming, eerie and cold.
He looked at Qin Liuxi again, seeing a young lad, sizing him up, wondering if this person brought sothing?
Qin Liuxi looked at the coffin and the shriveled, black, thin old woman sitting on the coffin, hearing the sound of scratching the coffin from inside, saying, "Please step aside."
Who, and who are they talking to?
But just as she finished speaking, Qin Liuxi already pinched a talisman and struck the Soul Suppressing Nails, hitting the coffin lid with a snap.
Wham.
Seven Soul Suppressing Nails flew out, the coffin lid exploded.
Everyone scread.
The Taoist almost peed himself, it’s over, t a tough one!
"You bastard, what are you doing!" Bian Da shouted angrily.
Qin Liuxi coldly eyed him, seeing the Old Lady already sitting up inside the coffin, then looked at the crying man: "Still not hooking the soul out?"
The Taoist heard, blinked his eyes, subconsciously watching, seeing the pale Old Lady inside trying to rise, as if suppressed by sothing, slumped back down softly, with a thud, no longer moving.
The mourning hall fell silent.
Everyone looked at Qin Liuxi; did she just say hook the soul?
Qin Liuxi took a Soul Nourishing Jade Bottle, pulled the Old Lady’s soul from the crying man’s hand, securing it inside.
The crying man opened his mouth but dared not speak.
"You, you..." Bian Da looked at Qin Liuxi with eyes filled with terror and fear as though seeing sothing monstrous.
Qin Liuxi snorted: "Starving and freezing your mother to death, you pack of ungrateful wolves, aren’t you afraid of ghosts knocking at midnight?"
Bian Da and others’ faces changed drastically, stumbling back several steps.
Speaking of the Bian family, it’s quite saddening; the Bian family was initially poor, but Old Master Bian knew how to marry wives. His first wife bore two sons, then passed away, and within a year, he married an old maid from the Zhong Clan. The Zhong Clan woman was a prosperous ho person, quite handy in managing a household; after she married in, she organized the Bian family neatly, treating the two step-sons as her own, earning praise far and wide.
The Zhong Clan woman was extrely capable and skilled, and five years after marrying in, Old Master Bian passed away. She, despite having no children, didn’t leave the Bian family and, relying on her good cooking skills, starting with making pastries, worked hard to accumulate significant wealth, enabling the two step-sons to marry, yet such dedication didn’t earn her a peaceful old age.
Old Mrs. Bian fought hard all her life, suffered in her old age, raised a family and children with painstaking efforts, yet fostered a pack of ungrateful wolves who, after learning her skills, put her in a broken courtyard to humiliate her, in the bitter cold, hungry and cold, finally leaving alone.
Even Old Mrs. Bian herself didn’t expect after a lifeti of making good food, she would starve to death eventually, planning sincerely for those she saw as her own children, only to be guarded against, sched against, hard because she wasn’t their biological mother.
Old Mrs. Bian harbored both resentnt and anger, initially thinking she fed her sincere heart to dogs and didn’t want to see these people’s faces, but then Old Mrs. Qin’s lost soul accidentally entered her body, unexpectedly the Bian family, seeing her ’alive’, crazily planned to bury her alive again—which amounted to killing her a second ti!
She was furious then, pressing the coffin not to rise, dragging until Qin Liuxi ca.
Qin Liuxi looked at Old Mrs. Bian and said: "You froze and starved to death, even if you report to the authorities, the most you can do is accuse them of neglect and unfilial behavior, but you needn’t be disappointed, for any unpunished sin in the human world, the Underworld will punish it. Without soone blessed like you, they can’t hold onto such imnse wealth, soon facing jail ti and collapse, so you can leave at ease, as retribution awaits them."
Dark clouds gather over Heaven, an ominous mark on the mountain root, nostrils turned up exposing coarse hair, classic signs of financial ruin, and the young man beside him bears the gambler’s apparent exhaustion, within days facing family disgrace and imprisonnt.
The Bian family is destined for disaster!
"Little Heavenly Master, is what you say true?"
Qin Liuxi said: "I gain nothing from deceiving you; you should go, I’ll have him accompany you."
The crying man: "?"
Suddenly thinking of a terrible idea, wouldn’t this ancestor consider swapping souls with peaches?
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