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Chapter 51 Mid-Autumn Festival ghost event

This voice is from Zhao!

Thinking of the grievances of the original owner, the deaths of the original owner's father, mother and eldest brother Ye Chuang, and the unfair treatment of Xu Dani and her younger siblings, hatred surged up and down in Ye Sangwan's chest like a tide.

"Who made that evil beast look good, and have a pair of skillful hands that are good at embroidery and make money? The old man is not a thing. He would not keep such a good wife for the second son, but give it to the goblin's son.

That vixen will leave behind a better evil than my son until he dies. If that vixen doesn’t let me have an easy time, I won’t let his son and daughter-in-law have an easy time!"

Mrs. Zhao murmured her dissatisfaction.

Ye Sangwan probably guessed from her words that the evil beast in Zhao's words should be the original owner's mother!

Sure enough, the original owner's mother was deliberately tortured to death by Zhao!

"This is the only bad thing I have ever done in my life. God, if you had any eyes, you shouldn't have let the old man break up with me. Then I was struck by lightning and my legs were broken. My second son lost his wife. Today

Even my filial third son didn’t come back to celebrate the holidays with me, oh oh oh..."

I see!

After Ye Wenzhu was kicked out by the Zhao family, she has been living at Ye Wenxiu's place.

Earlier, Ye Sangwan buried a silver needle in Zhao's knee. A few days ago, Lu Liu'er was bitten to death by a wolf because of her greed. Ye Dasheng was in a state of confusion for several days, and was frequently awakened by nightmares at night.

The misfortunes of the old Ye family all started when the Ye family's ancestral home collapsed. The thunder left a deep memory for Zhao, who had a ghost in his heart.

Ye Sangwan never thought of forgiving the evil things Zhao did to their eldest family.

Even now, Mr. Zhao is squatting there with his back bleakly, sincerely praying for his son, so what?

Could it be that the sins Zhao committed were ignored just because of her devout prayers?

Ye Sangwan has never been so hateful as she is at this moment, and she has never wanted to kill people as much as she is at this moment. The overwhelming hatred seems to sweep her whole body. She hates Zhao's cruelty and hates this evil world.

A gust of wind blew out the lantern in Ye Sangwan's hand and also blew out the candlelight in front of Zhao.

Without thinking, Ye Sangwan hurriedly stepped into the space and took out the useless voice-changing speaker that had been idle after shopping online.

The sound of a ghost crying like a female ghost came, and it was the female ghost's low cry: "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

Ye Sangwan switched to a middle-aged male voice again: "Mother, why are you so partial, mother~"

"Grandma, I am in the underworld and miss you so much..."

The voice of the voice-changing speaker was loud and empty. These words seemed to hit Zhao Juhua's heart word by word. She pinched her neck desperately and curled up into a ball. The huge fear made her tremble all over, sweating profusely, even her teeth.

They were all trembling: "Don't come here, don't come here!"

"Hahaha..." The middle-aged man said with a sinister smile: "Give me back my mourning silver, give me my mourning silver..."

"Mourn the money? Mourning the silver!" Mrs. Zhao seemed to understand the intentions of these people, oh no, these ghosts.

She stumbled and ran towards the Ye family's mansion. She stumbled and fell to the ground several times. She got up and patted the sand on her body before running forward again.

In the space of a cup of tea, Mrs. Zhao left and came back again.

She first took out the mourning silver she had stolen from Ye Sangwan: "Boss, I'll pay you back the mourning silver. Don't bother me again. Mother knows I was wrong..."

As soon as she finished speaking, the mourning silver in her palm disappeared out of thin air.

Zhao shook his head like chaff, and poured out the rest of the silver in his pocket: "I took these from your hands, and I will give you back the rest of the money!"

Ye Sangwan took all the money into the space without ceremony. Her father earned all the money, and she had been allowed to occupy it for so many years for nothing, and she had to work hard on their Ye family's big house.

Not to mention that she was not her biological grandmother, even if she was her biological grandmother, Ye Sangwan would still cheat her.

Finally, Ye Sangwan continued in a middle-aged male voice: "I will keep an eye on you all the time. If you bully my son again, I will not let you go even if you are a ghost..."

Mrs. Zhao quickly knelt on the ground and kowtowed desperately: "Da Shan, you can go with peace of mind. I will never cause trouble for them again. I don't dare anymore."

The strange sound never sounded again. Ye Sangwan watched in the space as Mrs. Zhao burned handfuls of paper money dripping with chicken blood, bowed to all directions, and then fled home in a panic.

No matter how she ran away, Zhao felt like there was a pair of eyes stuck on her body behind her.

Ms. Zhao, who had just seen a ghost, did not dare to look back and see who it was. She ran back to the room and covered her head with the quilt.

When Zhao couldn't feel the eyes paying attention to her in the dark, she dared to quietly poke her head out. She saw a flash of white in front of her eyes, and saw the female ghost with long black hair floating on the roof.

The female ghost was wearing Lu Liuer's clothes when she was alive, floating around on the beams...

Zhao's pupils suddenly shrank, she was breathing heavily, and her hair stood on end: "Ah! Ghost!"

After shouting, the sound of running water was heard, and the stench broke out of the thin quilt and spread throughout the room. Mrs. Zhao couldn't help being frightened and fainted.

Ye Sangwan took the female ghost made of wooden sticks outside and destroyed the corpse, then jumped back to Yun's house with a lantern.

Hearing the news of Ye Sangwan's return, Chen Rute lit an oil lamp and came out to inform Yun Heng of his whereabouts. He said that he had caught a wild boar and a wolf in a trap and rushed to the county town overnight to exchange money while they were still fresh.

Yun Heng's legs had almost recovered, and he had martial arts skills. Although he didn't know how powerful his martial arts skills were, he knew that ordinary people couldn't hurt him, so Ye Sangwan returned to space with confidence.

I personally counted the tribute silver sent by the Zhao family, and found that apart from the ten taels of mourning silver, there were as many as forty-two taels!

Ye Sangwan couldn't imagine how strong Ye Dashan's hunting ability was. With Ye Dashan, he first built a new second-entry house for the Zhao family, and then spent more than six years and still had forty taels of silver left.

Ye Sangwan believed that if it weren't for this world, she believed that with Ye Dashan's ability, their family would have lived a prosperous life.

She quietly put away the money, fed the silkworm babies that had just shed their skin, and made a lot of toiletries to pass the time.

He used the only bottle of bamboo-scented extract to make a soap of his own for Song Zhuoxiao.

By the time she came out of the space, the smell of braised pig sesame could already be heard from the kitchen.

Ye Sangwan stepped into the basket and packed the clothes of his original father and eldest brother. He also brought the candles and incense he bought in the town yesterday, called Ye Chuan who was doing morning exercises on his own, and went straight to Yudai Mountain.

After several days of land reclamation, more than 20 acres of mountainous land have been opened up in Yudai Mountain, and half of Yudai Mountain is covered with the color of soil.

This mountain will be the real estate of the Ye family in the future.

Because the original owner's mother was buried here, Ye Sangwan wanted to build a tomb for the original owner's father and eldest brother here so that they could pay tribute in the future.

Ye Sangwan and Ye Chuan each used a hoe, dug two deep pits next to the original mistress, and buried Ye Dashan and Ye Chuang's clothes in them.

Then they built two high hills with soil for the tomb, then put snacks and fruits on them, lit candles and incense, and bowed to the three of them again and again.
Chapter completed!
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