The middle-aged man who led the way before said gravely, "Village head, why don't you first investigate who has been least seen outside the village recently and whose behavior has been the most bizarre – such as burning paper at inauspicious hours in the evening. This could be a sign of murder, and I don't believe they would have no sense of guilt, fear or danger."

"The village chief nodded and said this was a good idea. At that moment, a muscular man who rowed boats came over and said, 'Hey, village chief, the guy across from the hill next to my house has been buying paper money these past few days. Can you bring two people to go check it out? This grandson doesn't respect the gods or ghosts. He might be up to something bad.'"

The village chief and the middle-aged man exchanged a glance, then called a few people and hurriedly rushed towards the home of Huang Si in the western village.

"This Huang Si is a scoundrel and troublemaker who only knows how to drink all day. Whenever he has some money, he runs to town to gamble. He even sold the washbasin in his own home. He's already in his forties and hasn't even seen a shadow of a wife. And since the "scholar" from his sister's family died, he often stretches his hand to harass his younger sister."

As the village chief in this village, he knows the character and conduct of each and every person. He is clear about who can be trusted and who cannot be trusted. Taking into account Huang Si's character, it is not impossible to believe that he may have taken advantage of (or ruined) a younger sister.

When the village chief and his people arrived at Huang Si's home, they saw him sniffing the bra in his hands with a lecherous expression. There was also a pile of ashes in the house, most likely from burning ghost money.

Huang Sipeng had a dirty face and disheveled hair. He wore tattered clothes and quickly tucked his loincloth into his embrace upon seeing someone approach. He laughed and said, "Village Chief, why have you come? My humble abode doesn't even have a stool. Please wait a moment, I'll go get you a glass of water."

Saying so, Huang Si went to fetch water.

"The village chief looked at the lump bulging from his chest and said, 'What did you put in your chest? Take it out and let everyone have a look!'"

Huang Si grinned with a smile on his face, "There's nothing here."

The village chief shouted in a stern voice, "Bring it out and let's have a look!"

Huang Si was taken aback by his sudden move, and his body stiffened a bit, indicating that he was stopped by the village head. But he soon laughed and said, "Village head, it is said that you should not hit a smiling person who stretches out their hand, but now you have come to my Huang Si's home..."

Two big men were too lazy to talk to him, so they simply approached him and pressed him down on the ground, then pulled out the pouch he had in his arms, and with a flick of the wrist, opened it.

On the bellyband was embroidered a peony flower, with two butterflies, and in the bottom left corner, two small characters were embroidered - "little sister."

"The village chief sneered, 'Huang Si, as expected, it's you. You have quite the guts to not only defile the little girl, but also to kill her. Ask yourself, how old was the child inside her belly? This is a case of two lives lost from one body! You, this scum, how could you do such a thing!'"

"黄昏" in English translates to "dusk."

Qingfeng Daochang and Mu Yu quickly finished their meals and prepared the necessary magic tools before heading to the lake. After setting up the suppression formation, the sky had already turned dark. Coincidentally, the village chief also brought Huang Si, along with the strong men from the previous day, to the lakeside.

The middle-aged man brought several large trays of tributes to the lakeshore.

"Tonight, there is no wind, no rain, no stars, everything is black and depressing."

"Nine o'clock."

On the shore, everyone held a torch and waited in silence together.

Vaguely and indistinctly, the sound of singing and acting was transmitted from the bottom of the lake.

"Lotus-like face... eyebrows elegant like distant mountains... almond-shaped eyes with a clear and intelligent gaze..."

As the sound became increasingly clear, everyone became nervous and dared not even breathe.

Around, there was only the quiet sound of the opera singing.

Afterward, a girl floated up slowly from the bottom of the lake. She wore a red robe, and her slightly swollen belly curved outward. The corners of her eyes were adorned with red makeup, and she was twirling her orchid-like fingers.

"......Her sleeves were a bit tight. She adjusted her makeup, lifted her hand, and put some effort in as she slightly pushed up her sleeve......"

Still, it was her singing the scene of the flower as a matchmaker — the wedding night commotion, but there was no hint of joy that should have been there in the tone, instead it was filled with resentment and sorrow.

The crowd listened quietly as she finished singing this section. The Taoist priest Clear Wind lit an incense stick and inserted it in front of the offering, and loudly declared, "Young lady! Everyone has brought this culprit here for you to share punishment!"

She cleared her throat, adjusted her clothing, and then lowered her gaze to look at everyone. She said, "I still have a child. Where is my child? Has this person stolen my child..."

After finishing speaking, she caressed her belly as if crying, "Baby... baby... Mommy is sorry for not being able to live until you are born. Would you blame Mommy?"

The sorrow was infectious, and Mu Yu couldn't help but be affected. He wiped away the tears with the motion of touching his face.

After crying, the younger sister looked at Huang Si who was trembling on the ground while kneeling. A burst of red mist surged from his body. His originally handsome face instantly swelled and his delicate figure was also swollen to the point of being difficult to look at, just like the appearance of her corpse when her body was just fished out during the daytime.

"Have you come to apologize to me?"

Huang Si was already scared to the point of losing control of his bladder and bowels. The urine stench emanating from his body was strong enough to be smelled from a distance. He knocked his head on the rock repeatedly, causing his forehead to be covered in fresh blood after just a few hits. His tears, snot, and blood were all mixed together.

Huang Si cried and said, "I know I was wrong! I am not a decent person! I am obsessed with lust! I deserve to die! Please spare me! I will erect a tombstone for you! I will repent by reciting scriptures before your grave every day! Please spare me..."

The Qingfeng Taoist timely stepped forward and said, "Little sister, this time I sincerely apologize on behalf of this scoundrel. From my perspective, the heavens will surely punish him for his actions, and he will suffer in the 18 layers of hell after death. As for you, you are no longer of this world. How about I send you away, along with your child, to a better place where you won't suffer any more?"

The red mist around her grew thicker, and even though the Qing Feng Taoist was advising her, he took out a pile of yellow paper from behind his back, the nails of his middle finger broke skin, and he drew talismans with his yang blood in the palm of his left hand. This little girl has already turned into a vengeful ghost, and if she doesn't heed his advice, he'll make sure to beat her until her soul disperses.

The little sister twisted her swollen face and said, "They said that if you kill someone, you have to pay for it with your life, and if you owe a debt, you have to repay it. Huang Si must die before I can rest in peace. If he sincerely wants to make amends, then I'll use his blood to sacrifice for my child!"

"The Taoist priest was about to say something more to the little sister, but he saw her suddenly rush forward to grab Huang Si. The Taoist priest flipped his left hand, and a golden light flashed in his palm. A palm strike of thunder shot straight towards the little sister, but she reacted quickly and dodged."

Due to these unexpected events, Mu Yu didn't react at first and could only subconsciously take a step back. The people behind her, however, directly retreated ten meters away while holding torches. Initially, many people, including the village chief, wanted to turn around and run. But when they thought of their wives and children behind them, their hearts suddenly became resolute, as if they had great courage, and supported the Taoist priest by standing their ground, not showing any signs of fear or retreat.

Qingfeng Taoist gave one final warning, "If you stop now, little sister, I will send you to reincarnate. But if not...I'll make sure your soul is scattered!"

The younger sister grinned, with a voice that was extremely eerie and unpleasant to hear, like a fierce ghost released from the depths of hell. No, she was originally a fierce ghost, and she was still a fierce ghost pregnant with endless grievances.

"Yellow Four! Give back the life of my child!"

Huang Si was already scared to death, staring blankly at the female ghost who was getting closer and closer to him but his body didn't move at all.

The Daoist priest Qing Feng immediately threw a stack of yellow talismans from his hand and rapidly chanted an incantation. The talismans, which were supposed to scatter, emitted a golden light in the air and circled around Huang Si, completely enveloping him. The female ghost couldn't get close at all.