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With a sudden shout, Zheng Xuejie opened her eyes wide. The Yin Qi that had bound her swiftly surged into her body and vanished. At that moment, the previously thick and powerful Yin Qi slowly returned to the compass. Ma Rulong wiped the sweat from his forehead, drew a talisman, burned it in a bowl, and mixed it with water, saying that drinking this talisman water would conclude the matter.
I noticed that Zheng Xuejie's expression was cold, and her gaze had become extremely unfamiliar. When she looked at Ma Rulong, there was fear in her eyes; when she glanced at me and Qin Senior Sister, her expression was complex. Qin Senior Sister tried to call out to her, but Zheng Xuejie replied, "I am not her!"
Her voice was as cold as ice. Qin Senior Sister was taken aback, and I quickly told her that the soul had already transformed; the current Zheng Xuejie was actually her twin sister.
Only then did Qin Senior Sister remember, letting out a sigh without knowing why. Compared to the hatred from before, Zheng Xuejie seemed much calmer this time. She no longer harbored such intense resentment towards us because if it weren't for me and Qin Senior Sister, she might have faced an even more tragic fate. Of course, it was also possible that no one knew the truth behind it all; she could forever occupy this body alone.
Whether this was a blessing or a curse is sometimes hard to say; such complex matters are likely only understood by heaven.
We stayed at Wangsheng Mountain for two days, confirming that Zheng Xuejie's soul was gradually stabilizing and would not easily leave her body again. Afterward, the two Senior Sisters took their leave. I did not leave with them but planned to wander around with Ma Rulong instead. My Second Uncle called, saying he needed to go to Myanmar and would be away for some time. He suggested waiting a few days regarding the Amulet matter. If there was really no time, he told me to go find Grandpa. I replied that going to find Grandpa was not as appealing as visiting him in Myanmar since I had nothing to talk about with that old man.
Second Uncle laughed heartily and said, "You hold a grudge pretty well; the old man locked himself in his room for a whole day after hitting you. Alright then, I'm busy right now; we'll talk later."
Of course, I didn't hold a grudge; I just didn't know how to face Grandpa. He trusted me so much, yet I had caused him considerable trouble. Thankfully, Second Uncle reacted in time to prevent things from spiraling out of control.
After the Senior Sisters left, Ma Rulong took me down the mountain. He mentioned that there were some strange happenings in a rural area near Zhengzhou and wanted to check it out. I gladly agreed, but just as we were nearing Zhengzhou's territory, my phone rang. It was my classmate's aunt who had bought Ghost Wife Nana a few days ago. Upon answering, I asked what was going on.
The aunt's voice was frantic as she said, "She’s dead!"
I gasped and asked, "Who died?"
"Her! That vixen!" The aunt said anxiously, "I just hoped they would stay apart forever; instead, she got hit by a car last night!"
My heart sank—what a coincidence! The aunt explained that after buying Ghost Wife Nana, she made a wish on the Amulet for her husband and the mistress to be forever separated without any contact again. This morning on her way to work, she heard from colleagues that a woman had been run over by a car last night and had been crushed beyond recognition. Curious about where it happened since she hadn’t seen any news about it, she asked her colleagues who replied: "You don’t even need to check the news; someone saw your husband crying over that corpse—isn’t that some relative of yours?"
The matter of my aunt's husband having an affair was something she kept to herself because she felt embarrassed. Most people thought the couple was quite happy together. So, when she heard her colleagues talking about it, she instinctively recalled the wish she had made. After hesitating for a while, she finally called her husband to confirm whether the deceased was indeed that seductress.
Upon receiving a positive answer from her husband, my aunt felt both happy and scared. She didn't expect that the Ghost Wife Nana brand would be so effective, granting her wish within just a couple of days. However, she was also afraid that this Amulet might harm her, which is why she thought to call me and discuss the matter.
I felt a heaviness in my heart. Logically speaking, wishing for separation shouldn't lead to someone's death. The outcome being this way could only mean that even the spirit within the Amulet believed my aunt could no longer be with her husband. In that case, if she wanted to separate the mistress from the man, one of them would have to die. This was an example of forcibly altering the course of future events, and the results were usually not good.
I had no idea what my aunt would face; I could only instinctively feel that she might regret today's actions in the future.
My aunt said that even if the mistress died, her husband still wouldn't want to come back. She wanted to ask me if she should continue making wishes for her husband to return and live happily with her.
The more one tries to avoid trouble, the more likely it is to happen. Feeling somewhat irritated, I told her, "If you don't change your mindset, what good will it do if he comes back? Sooner or later, he will leave again. You should think about where you went wrong!"
My aunt replied, "What wrong have I done? It's just some everyday issues; it's not a big deal! Eating less won't kill anyone, but eating too much could!"
I was defeated by her stubbornness and could only casually brush off her concerns before hanging up. About three hours later, my aunt sent me a message saying she had made a wish to Ghost Wife Nana for her husband to return. I thought to myself that any normal man wouldn't be able to tolerate her way of living; what good would wishing do? However, since she only wished for him to come back, he probably wouldn't encounter any accidents, so I couldn't be bothered to reply.
Ma Rulong noticed my bad mood and asked what happened. I briefly explained my aunt's situation. After hearing it, Ma Rulong said, "As they say, 'People act while heaven watches; self-inflicted suffering cannot be avoided.' What she's doing is inappropriate!"
Just as I was about to agree with him, Ma Rulong changed his tone and said, "Why not give me her contact information? I can rescue her from this predicament and guarantee fair charges—no deception involved! It would count as a great merit..."
I felt like kicking him; what nonsense merit! Are you out of your mind trying to make money off this?
At that moment, we had already arrived at a rural area mentioned by Ma Rulong. The Victim had received news in advance and sent family members in a dilapidated van to pick us up. Once we got in the car, the young driver curiously glanced at us through the rearview mirror and asked, "Are you both Taoists?"
Ma Rulong smiled and replied, "I am indeed."
"Then he..."
"He is my benefactor," Ma Rulong replied.
The young man seemed to understand but not fully, mumbling, "This godfather is really young."
I almost burst out laughing; Ma Rulong's face was shaking with his chubby cheeks, and his mouth twitched, but he ultimately held it in.
In recent years, the government has promoted rural road construction, so although the vehicle was old, driving on the cement road wasn't too bumpy. I asked the young driver, "What happened here? Do you still need a Taoist priest to perform rituals?"
As soon as he mentioned this, the young man perked up, his eyebrows dancing as he said, "Let me tell you, it’s a story that might scare someone to death. We have an Ancient Graveyard here, and it's said that many ancient people from previous dynasties are buried there. An old man who understands feng shui said that place is a Treasure Land; whoever is buried there will have descendants blessed. But for so many years, no one has dared to disturb the ground. Do you know why?"
I rolled my eyes; his storytelling skills were terrible. But to avoid an awkward atmosphere, I had to play along and ask, "Why is that?"
The young man replied, "Because it's eerie! If it weren't eerie, it would have been dug up long ago!"
I was frustrated; what did he mean by eerie? Ma Rulong asked again, and only then did the young man say, "That place is really eerie. If anyone dares to bury someone there, they will definitely die within seven days. Later, a Feng Shui Master passed by and confirmed that it indeed is a Treasure Land, but finding the right burial spot is difficult. If you don't find the right place, you'll end up in a Deadly Spot, and naturally, whoever goes there will die."
They sought out Fat Daoist Ma Rulong because of this matter. A family in the village had a child who graduated from university and learned some feng shui techniques from somewhere. After an elder in their family passed away, he volunteered to find an entrance in the graveyard. In the end, he found a spot and swore that it was definitely the correct burial site!
Actually, it had been over a hundred years since anyone had been buried in that graveyard. The villagers were somewhat skeptical of the ancient stories. However, hearing how confidently that family's child spoke made them curious yet also feel like they were gambling; they decided to bury their elder there.
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