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A faint voice came from beside my ear, just like the shouts and cries for help I heard from the bottom of the well back then...
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Chapter Eighty-Eight: Offering Sacrifice to the Female Ghost! Returning to the Su Residence at Night
The piercing screams echoed in the backyard, lingering for a long time.
Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai stared in disbelief at what was happening before their eyes... Before they could even react and try to save him, Director Zhao was already dead.
Director Zhao's head was forcibly ripped off, and blood splattered onto the ground, staining the black soil red.
Gollum-
The remaining torso was carelessly thrown into a deep well, sinking into that dark place where the sun never shines.
Having vented her anger, the resentment emanating from the female ghost gradually dissipated...
"This...how could this happen?"
Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai looked at each other, and the words that Uncle Jiu had once said involuntarily came to mind.
Their spiritual practice is meant to help people, not harm them!
But today, they witnessed a horrific massacre of humans by evil spirits!
"Young Master Su, why did you do this?"
Qiu Shengwen walked up to Su Feng, trembling, and asked.
However, Su Feng did not respond, and as usual, he showed an indifferent expression.
"Thank you, young master," the female ghost floated slowly from the well and knelt down gently in front of Su Feng. "If it weren't for you, young master, I would never have had the chance to take revenge."
Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai were so frightened that they stepped aside, clutching the talisman tightly in their hands, but neither dared to make a move.
"No need to thank me, I didn't do anything," Su Feng replied with a smirk.
He really didn't do anything; he just watched from the sidelines, acting as a spectator.
"No matter what, I will be grateful to you, young master." The female ghost was relieved, and the scars and miasma on her face disappeared, revealing her original beautiful appearance.
It was a delicate face, with a beauty that seemed detached from the world.
Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai were stunned; neither of them had expected that the female ghost would be so beautiful.
“I have nothing to repay you with, but if you don’t mind, I know that this villain has hidden some jewels in the winery. Please come with me.”
The female ghost slowly rose and floated into the factory.
Su Feng naturally wouldn't miss this opportunity, so he followed behind and entered a dimly lit cubicle.
Judging from the interior decoration, this should be the place where Director Zhao used to work before his death.
The female ghost stood by a cabinet and pointed towards a wooden box in the corner.
Su Feng understood immediately, moved the box to the table, shattered the lock with his palm strike, and slowly opened it...
"As expected, it was placed here."
The box contained several gold bars and some other valuable items... but Su Feng didn't care about any of them. What he was interested in were the contracts hidden under the gold bars.
It bears Director Zhao's signature and seal, and the heading is also quite prominent.
"This is indeed a treasure." Su Feng casually flipped through it, even more delighted.
The contracts in his hands included the property deed for the mansion where Director Zhao lived in Shuilian Town, and the land deed for the local winery!
This is far more valuable than real gold and silver.
"How did you know there was something here?" Su Feng put away the contract and looked up in the direction of the female ghost.
Upon hearing this, she simply lowered her head, sighed with a bitter smile, and said, "He once brought me to the winery and imprisoned me in this room for several days, which is why I know all this."
Su Feng nodded, not intending to delve into it further.
Anyway, now that Director Zhao is dead, all the grudges have been resolved.
Next, all he needed to do was send the female ghost back to the underworld; he didn't need to worry about anything else.
……
With a series of spells, all the resentment on the female ghost's body was purified and absorbed.
The purified spiritual energy was not much, and it wouldn't provide much help to Su Feng's current cultivation level.
But even fly meat is meat, so why would he dislike it?
"Thank you, young master... If Xiao Hong has a next life, she is willing to serve you like a slave." Before leaving, the female ghost revealed a bright smile and told him her name.
As a white light rose, her figure gradually blurred, slowly disappearing from sight.
"So your name is Xiao Hong..." Su Feng chuckled helplessly, savoring the ghost's last words.
Perhaps, this is the best ending for her. ⑥
Since she cannot find peace in this world, then she should be able to go to the other side without any regrets. 7
After handling everything, Su Feng stuffed all the jewelry and gold bars from the box into his Qiankun bag, then prepared to leave with the contract.
Stepping outside, he saw Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai standing blankly to his side, looking at him with strange expressions.
"What are you doing standing here?" Su Feng asked, squinting.
The two men exchanged a glance, then hesitantly began, "Young Master Su, why did you let the female ghost kill Factory Director Zhao? That's a human life..."
Their words made Su Feng want to laugh. "So, those killed by Director Zhao weren't human?"
"I..." Qiu Sheng lowered his head, not daring to argue loudly, "That's not what I meant..."
"You only need to understand one thing: some things are beyond our control. Perhaps in your eyes, a female ghost harms people, so she is evil... But have you ever thought about why there is such a thing as a vengeful ghost in this world?"
Su Feng's words left Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai speechless, unable to find any words to refute him.
Su Feng smiled and shook his head, then took out the gold bars he had just looted from his Qiankun bag and stuffed them into the arms of the two men.
"This is the payment from the client. Go back and think carefully about what I just said."
As he spoke, he patted the two of them on the shoulders.
"The client?" Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai looked at each other, not reacting for a long time. "But wasn't Director Zhao dead?"
"Who said the client is Factory Director Zhao?"
Su Feng waved casually as he walked out of the factory.
The melodious sound drifted through the empty winery.
Looking in the direction Su Feng left, the two looked down at the heavy gold bars in their arms and seemed to suddenly understand.
"As expected, following Young Master Su means you can have soup even if you don't have meat."
……
Leaving the distillery, the three walked back to the inn, bathed in the moonlight.
It was late at night, and the streets were deserted, with only the occasional sound of a night watchman's gong reaching the distance.
"You two go back and wait. Uncle Nine might be back by dawn."
As they approached the inn, Su Feng suddenly gave a few instructions.
"Where is Young Master Su going?" the two asked.
Su Feng smiled and said, "Why ask so many questions... I just have some things to take care of back home, and I'll be back later."
Anyway, I'll just be idling around at the inn, and it'll be even more inconvenient to cultivate. If I make a fuss, I'll only get myself into trouble.
So Su Feng decided to go home.
Qiu Shengwen didn't dare to ask any more questions, nodded, and went into the inn.
"What a pair of meddlesome brats..." Su Feng sighed helplessly, took out a talisman from his Qiankun bag, folded it, and infused it with spiritual power.
With a hiss, the folded paper crane fluttered and unfolded its wings.
"This Lu Ban Book is truly a wonderful thing, with endless uses."
Once completed, the mechanical paper crane you create won't have to worry about falling halfway through its flight, so you can go wherever you want...
However, we still need to be discreet; we can't let people see someone flying in the sky and cause a commotion.
Taking advantage of the absence of others, Su Feng rode on a paper crane, flew high into the sky, pierced through the clouds and mist, and headed straight for Renjia Town.
……
Rustling——
There seemed to be a noise coming from inside the courtyard, followed by a loud bang.
Everyone in the Su family was awakened.
Uncle Fu didn't have time to change his clothes; he hurriedly rushed out of the house with a lantern in hand.
The Chenyue and Chenxing sisters were also awakened by the noise and peeked out from inside the door to check the situation.
A large chunk of the artificial hill in the courtyard had broken off, with broken stones scattered all over the ground.
Amidst the carefully arranged flowers by Uncle Fu, a mechanical paper crane is emitting black smoke, pressing down on the flowers and plants.
On one side, there stood a person.
"Young master?"
Uncle Fu blurted out the name without thinking.
"Sorry to wake you up." Su Feng stood awkwardly in the yard, scratching his head. "It's nothing serious, you guys go back to sleep."
What bad luck! The timing of the landing was off, and it smashed the artificial hill in my own backyard.
We'll have to spend money to have someone come and fix it again another day.
Upon seeing that it was Su Feng, Uncle Fu breathed a sigh of relief and wrapped his cotton-padded coat tighter around himself. "So it's the young master... It's chilly outside, young master, please go back to your room and rest as soon as possible."